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Self and dogs and noise I like my sister Constance and Richard Plantagenet and Amanita phalloides the death cap mushroom Everyone else in my family is dead AKA Grey Gardens by William Faulkner Are these unfortunate souls dead or alive in their domestic limbo? Oh this is one delicious yarn with plenty of turns with a terror that comes to us only by the Literary Mistress of the Dark Herself Shirley Jackson The luxurious morbidity the Harper Lee Goth cynicism of the book it is all an absolute delight I am truly beginning to think that all of her books are like this one simply the classiest horror of ALL TIME

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We Have Always Lived in the CastleMy name is Mary Katherine Blackwood I am eighteen years old and I live with my sister Constance I have often thought that with any luck at all I could have Bizarre strange haunting sinister disturbing twisted foreboding suffocatingly claustrophobic leaving you with the ever growing sense of unease What else can I say about this book to give it justice?This is a chillingly terrifying story that has nothing to do with the things that go BUMP in the night No it's the odd terror that comes when things go BUMP in the mind And the most terrifying things are those that are left unsaid that creep up at you from behind the printed lines just hinted at and left for your own brain to chillingly realize “My name is Mary Katherine Blackwood I am eighteen years old and I live with my sister Constance I have often thought that with any luck at all I could have been born a werewolf because the two middle fingers on both my hands are the same length but I have had to be content with what I had I dislike washing myself and dogs and noise I like my sister Constance and Richard Plantagenet and Amanita phalloides the death cup mushroom Everyone else in our family is dead” Behind the events of the story is the mystery of the Blackwood family rich New England landowners who are uite well aware of their presumed class snobbish superiority over the inhabitants of the nearby village; the family which is in turn met with distrust fear and even hatred not uite unfounded actually You see six years ago half of the members of the Blackwood family were poisoned by arsenic in their food Three are left Uncle Julian left crippled by the poison hanging on to the remnants of his mind obsessed with the tragedy of the day of the murder; Constance an agoraphobiac trapped in the narrow confines of her domestic universe cooking for the remnants of her family with a strained chirpy attitude a young woman who was also the cook on the day of the fateful arsenic poisoning and therefore is considered the poisoner in the eyes of the villagers; and Mary Katherine Merricat the narrator of the story now eighteen who was sent to her room without dinner on the day of the poisoning who now serves as a link between her diminished and scorned family and the rest of the worldFor a careful reader the identity of the poisoner is really very easy to figure out after the first few pages The psychological impact is never about the identity it's about the implications of it And that's what gives it a real punch “I am going to put death in all their food and watch them die” This strange little family survives without ever deviating from their strict routines remaining shut off from the outside world until one day an unexpected arrival threatens the fragile stability of the family and of Merricat's mind And the events that follow lead to the scariest and saddest ending presented in the most chillingly subtle way possible “I would have liked to come into the grocery some morning and see them all even the Elberts and the children lying there crying with the pain of dying I would help myself to groceries I thought stepping over their bodies taking whatever I fancied from the shelves and go home with perhaps a kick for MrsDonell while she lay there I was never sorry when I had thoughts like this; I only wished they would come true Our narrator Merricat Blackwood is not a character you can easily forget She is written with such skill with such vividness with such persuasion that the pages come alive with her bizarre voice of a seemingly adult woman forever trapped in neverending childhood in the world of twisted magical reality of strange rituals and special objects and strict routine that can never be changed or else On Sunday morning the change was one day nearer I was resolute about not thinking my three magic words and would not let them into my mind but the air of change was so strong that there was no avoiding it; change lay over the stairs and the kitchen and the garden like fog I would not forget my magic words; they were MELODY GLOUCESTER PEGASUS but I refused to let them into my mind And the scariest thing of all to me was how and enthralling Merricat's voice became with every page with every minute spent inside her head until it's hard not to take her side despite all the implications that it carries despite reason suggesting otherwise despite knowledge of what's going on And that's when you realize the magnetic pull Merricat has holding her little world together in the ways that suit her little world it may be but it's wholly her own steadily holding against anything that can be perceived as a disturbance an interference a threat And the words of her little game in the summerhouse take on a new resonance “Bow your heads to our beloved Mary Katherineor you will be dead” I found this book deeply disturbing in its deceiving simplicity and scarily engrossing the book written by an oddball ostracized agoraphobiac obsessed with food and trapped in her own little universe by the last years of her life Shirley Jackson's Constance and Merricat securely huddled in their own little corner of the world not accepted but feared and left alone the heart of legends and superstitions was it in a way a cry for help or an unattainable dream? I don't know and I think I sleep better precisely because I don't knowUnflinching 5 stars and a shudder at the seemingly so innocent of an ending “Oh Constance we are so happy”

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We Have Always Lived in the Castle doc ✓ reader 9780143039976 Free ☆ randarenewables ï My name is Mary Katherine Blackwood I am eighteen years old and I live with my sister Constance I have often thought that with any luck at all I could have been born a werewolf because the two Been born a werewolf because the two middle fingers on both my hands are the same length but I have had to be content with what I had I dislike washing my What you think you know you don'tSeveral years ago someone poisoned the sugar bowl at the last Blackwood family dinner resulting in the death of nearly every family member Only the two sisters Merricat and Constance and their ailing uncle Julian remain on the secluded estate but they are not the same as they once were Since that fateful day each remaining member has become slightly unhinged much to the gossiping villagers horror and delightMerricat has a wistful gentle insanity; Constance has petrifying agoraphobia; and Uncle Julian is on a loop constantly obsessing over discovering what happened during the last Blackwood dinnerEveryone in the village wonders constantly which one of them could have done it? Then a mysterious cousin comes into town with shrouded motives and a pushy personality Merricat decides she must get rid of him before he discovers who killed the Blackwoods but how will she accomplish this with suspicious villagers crowding in at all sides and his own stubbornness to contend with?Bizarre and haunting throughout the writing is beautiful and the story is rivetingI was absolutely swept into this story I absolutely loved the characters Merricat was both chilling and sweet Constance was almost scarily rigid and yet loving towards her sister Uncle Julian swung from senile to insane I couldn't tear my eyes awayI loved the way the author managed the characters All of their personalities shifted subtly during the story each one becoming and disturbed which of course sucked me deeper into this story I could not find out who was the killer and the I read the less I wanted to know The ending came upon me like a horror creeping in the night This is definitely one I'd recommend Audiobook CommentsRead by Bernadette Dunne she was absolutely perfect Her haunting voice breathed life into this novelYouTube | Blog | Instagram | Twitter | Snapchat mirandareads Happy Reading