>> Sunday, January 28, 2007
This was my second book for The Winter Classics Challenge.
I’m not really sure why I’ve never actually read this, but I am most definitely glad that I finally did. I was hooked nearly from the first few pages. The moodiness of the writing and the layer after layer of suspense had me wanting to just hide away and read it straight through. I hadn’t realized that the book is not written in a standard omniscient narrator or single point of view. The tale is told via journal entries, letters, newspaper articles, etc from the various characters as the story unfolds. The sense of participating in Jonathan Harker’s growing sense of unease right from the beginning is compelling.
What manner of man is this, or what manner of creature, is it in the semblance of man? I feel the dread of this horrible place overpowering me. I am in fear, in awful fear, and there is no escape for me. I am encompassed about with terrors that I dare not think of.
I knew he had left the castle now, and thought to use the opportunity to explore more than I had dared to do as yet. I went back to the room, and taking a lamp, tried all the doors. They were all locked, as I had expected, and the locks were comparatively new. But I went down the stone stairs to the hall where I had entered originally. I found I could pull back the bolts easily enough and unhook the great chains. But the door was locked, and the key was gone!
Reading this book took me back to Saturday afternoons when I was a kid. We’d play Monopoly and watch the old black and white horror movies on TV. I’ve seen several movie versions of the Dracula story, but all of them have been adapted enough to make reading the original feel like reading a fresh story.