The Moonstone is
in part about solving the mystery of a theft, but it’s also an intimate account
of the lives and histories of the characters embroiled in that mystery. There
are a lot of pages in this book, but they are filled with details and voices
that kept pulling me along. I believe it was originally published in serial
form, and I regret just a little that I wasn’t able to read it along with its
contemporary audience. I could imagine bittersweet anticipation of having to
wait for the next part of the story.
I hadn’t remembered much of this story (certainly not the
solution to the mystery), so it was fun to re-read it this time. I enjoyed it
at least as much, or probably more, than I did many years ago. This is a great
story for folks who love mysteries as well as good literature, even if some of
the details are a bit odd. I doubt I’ll forget much of this novel any time soon,
but I’m looking forward to reading it again someday anyway, just to once again
be in the midst of a well-told tale. Perhaps I’ll force myself to read it in
serial form!
Coming soon: The Fellowship of the Ring by J.R.R. Tolkien
A Year of Books I've Read Before
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