A mystery! How nice. Yes, I'm still doing a Madeleine L'Engle fest.
I'm going to make this quick, because I'm dropping to sleep as I type. I need to start reading my daily books before eight at night. I was up till three reading and writing this morning. I can only take so much of that.
I love the devastatingly intelligent children L'Engle writes. They make me feel like I need to get books about art and birds and biology.
Another thing I love is the way many of her characters refuse to make promises they can't keep or aren't sure about. And when they make promises, they mean them. (Katherine, of A Severed Wasp and The Small Rain has this quality too.) I would like to be like that. It's so easy to make easy promises - even about silly things - and never follow through.
It's funny how characters by decidedly Christian authors seem to all have the same merry yet sincere quality to them. Perhaps I'm just being imaginative - but L'Engle's characters remind me so much of the Friends of Narnia sometimes.
I had something else to say but now I can't remember. What a pity. Yet another profound insight that probably would have changed the world has been lost in the dithery recesses of my brain. Sigh, sigh.
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