Efa, a quiet fair-haired and dark-eyed girl, was the only daughter of the village farmer. She sold the vegetables and the meats from her father’s farm at the county market every weekend, which was north of a barren field and a dark wood which led down into a deep valley. On Saturdays, Efa would fill her baskets with ham, carrots, lamb, milk and leeks. Then, she would leave her father and her village, step over the churchyard walls into the field and walk north along the path past the wood, towards the market.
I’m taking part in the RIP (Readers Imbibing Peril) XII challenge in September and October and I thought it was worth outlining what I plan to read/watch in these two months. I’m way behind on my annual Goodreads challenge, so maybe this will make it a bit easier to get through some of the items in my pretty intimidating TBR pile.
This was recommended to me by Contrary Reader on Instagram. I read it over two days at the end of August. It’s an interesting and subtly addictive read which blends typical haunted house themes with psychological horror, body horror, adult fears of decaying relationships and the changing sense of self.
I found the RIP (Readers Imbibing Peril) XII challenge over at Capricious Reader’s blog. It’s a reading challenge that’s been running for eleven years, and this year it’s hosted by Capricious Reader (above) and Estella’s Revenge. You can visit these links to sign up to the challenge by adding your blog address to the list of participants.
I mostly try to read books or comics that I think will be worth my time. I also sometimes read books and comics that are totally crude and childish. Sometimes it’s just the ticket.
From the January 2016 edition of Poetry magazine. More of Sudyka’s work at http://www.dianasudyka.com
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