Just finished reading Susan Cooper's The Dark is Rising sequence. To be honest the second part of Silver on the Tree didn't work for me. I suppose it might be classified as 'high fantasy', and I mean the very highest of all. A reader in love with the 'matter of England' would have a great time, but I left all that behind long ago. I found much to admire in the poetry of it all, but I needed to make myself keep going to the final page, which is never a good sign. It can be good to lose ourselves in fictions, I know, but not when we start to feel lost.
And, for the now, that's as much fantasy as I can take. I'm leaving symbolism behind me and stooping to reality for at least a year or so.
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