Sunday, February 19, 2012
I Am Half-Sick of Shadows by Alan Bradley
First line: Tendrils of raw fog floated up from the ice like agonized spirits departing their bodies.
My thoughts: Even though this is probably my least favorite of the series I still found it charming. I love that Flavia is so precocious yet for all that she is still an eleven year old child. In this book this is shown in her attempt to catch Father Christmas and prove his existence once and for all using, of course, her knowledge of chemistry to create an adhesive to stick him to the chimney. If you haven't read any of these yet, start with the first one.
Crusin' Through the Cozies