Dracula, by Bram Stoker

draculaThe first weekend of May, a cold front came through and got me right into the mood for RIP reading. My last book of the weekend was Dracula.

Everyone pretty much knows the story of Dracula. While I didn’t love it the way some people did, I thought it was fun as long as I didn’t think about the horrible sexism, racism, and stereotyping. I also admit to having a good time snickering at how awful the writing was, especially since I kept thinking of Jason’s review of Lair of the White Worm (seriously – Best. Review. EVER!!). I should say that my edition had Edward Gorey illustrations which of course made the whole experience just that much better. 😀

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Agender empty-nester filling my time with writing, cats, books, travel, and photography. They/them.
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