I Just Read: Dracula (1897)

I got the post-book blues bad. It’s been a long time since I had them this bad. All because I read Dracula.

I’ve tried to read Dracula before, a couple of years ago. I was turned off by the constant shifts in the book between letters, diaries and paper articles, which left me confused. This time, though, I managed to get used to it halfway through the book, so it wasn’t that bad this time. I also knew about it when I started reading the book.

And what a book! It is so beautiful.

Listen to them. Children of the night. What music they make

Most of you know the story of Dracula, I guess. The old Transylvanian count that wants to go to London. And all that follows.

Welcome to my house! Enter freely. Go safely, and leave something of the happiness you bring!

The language is so beautiful. It has a certain poetic thing that only books up until sometime during the first part of the 1900s has. It makes the book a bit harder to read, because you need to use more of your attention to get those small details. But Dracula is a really good book, so it is definitely worth the effort.

And now, after finishing it, I have a serious case of the post-book blues.

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