In edition to reviewing this alluring novel, M.J. Rose agreed to do a guest post for my lovely readers! Check out this little teaser from the book!
“Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever be the attitude of the body, the soul is on its knees.”
― Victor Hugo
From Chapter 5:
Our house, as you know, Fantine, faces the ocean. Upstairs in my room, it is as if I am perched on the very tip of a precipice with the great foaming waves beneath my window. I wrote in a letter to Franz Stephens that “I inhabit this immense dream of the ocean; slowly I become a sleepwalker of the sea. Faced with these prodigious sights and that enormous living thought in which I lose myself, there is soon nothing left of me but a sort of witness to God.”
That night, as I usually do in these après-séance writing sessions, I flung open the windows and took in great gulps of the sea-washed air.
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