Somewhere in the night, someone was writing.
–Neil Gaiman - Forbidden brides of the faceless slaves in the secret house of the night of dread desire
I’m, as usual, playing catch up. Never got around to posting on the stories I read for week 2, so hopefully I’ll get through them all this time around. As usual with these group reads a spoiler warning is in full effect. They are discussion posts rather than reviews.
This is another meta-fiction. A story within a story within a story. And again, I’m not quite sure of it. To be honest, it is one of those that highlights why I dislike reading a lot of short stories. They are too short. I want to know more about the setting, the characters, the plot, if it can be called a plot :)
It is intriguing and provoking, but not satisfying.
This story in particular is in many ways a send-up of gothic literature, but a it is a fond mocking. Almost as thought the reader should know the conventions, and while appreciating them as conventions and stereotypes still love and enjoy them.
Or at least that is how I read it. And to be honest, I’d enjoy reading more about Amelia and her adventures