"The summer she was fifteen, Melanie discovered she was made of flesh and blood."
Dear Readers, grant me forgiveness for I do not recall the substance of this novel at all. I’m certain I read it at the end of last year and I’ve enjoyed other Angela Carter works, however this one has just flown the chicken coop of my mind.
I fear I shall have to re-read 240 pages so as not to provide a pale imitation of a review. This week I was lucky enough to attend In Conversation with Margaret Atwood and she did remark that we should all review books, lest we write one and can find no one to return the favour.
4 out of 5 – let’s dive back into the toyshop.
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