Finishing this book makes me want to cry. It‘s like losing a friend.
Finishing this book makes me want to cry. It‘s like losing a friend.
Shirley was an Elvis fan. Also Fats Domino, much to the distress of everyone else in the household.
I wouldn‘t care so much, but she‘s so specific about everything but her reading material, now that‘s she‘s out of college. She‘s always reading mysteries but never says which ones.
During a leisurely reread of The Haunting of Hill House I decided to snag a copy of the letters. I love reading correspondence, and Jackson‘s somewhat eccentric personal correspondence is a blast. This is an excerpt of a letter to her future husband, Stanley Edgar Hyman (“seh” of the excerpt) while on summer vacation from college.
I won a Goodreads giveaway! This is my first time winning one of these! ♥️ too cool :)!