Not a review of Lud-in-the-Mist by Hope Mirrlees

 Another book from the library, which I chose because so much interesting analysis of Lud-in-the-Mist finally made me curious enough to read it. I can see why it has such a high standing in the history of the fantasy genre, though I don't know enough about publishing in the 1920s to even guess at its contemporary impact. I felt like it was an easy read, but difficult to connect with the characters, perhaps because the narrative voice is poking fun at them, even during tragic events. Maybe that lack of connection is why I don't feel like putting in the effort to write a review. Or maybe I resent how reading it made me crave a glass of wine (my usual-though-infrequent drink is soju, and to an even lesser extent, beer). I do however love the second to last sentence: "So let all readers of books take warning!"

I will return this book promptly, or at least sometime next week, so someone else can have a go at enjoying it. I've put a reservation on another book, another classic, but I'm hoping to have a few weeks before it is available. My anticipation is not overwhelming, but also unlikely to diminish.