we have always lived in the castle review book

The peripheral characters are fascinating and difficult and compelling.

It's easy to root for Merricat, even when you start to doubt her. She is very much haunted and slightly odd, and as the reader, you become completely absorbed in Merricat's view: you know the world is against you, and you find yourself going along with the things she does. Merricat, as the narrator, is quirky and volatile and possibly brilliant. In only 200 or so pages, Jackson makes everything come alive, which is an impressive feat. The town has a presence, the forest and fields have a presence, the Blackwood house - more so than anything - has a presence. Everything about Merricat's world seems present and ominous and dangerous. Her stories always seem to have a presence you can feel them in the room with you. Jackson, known for her insanely famous tale 'The Lottery,' is a master of tone. What I loved about this, what I found absolutely compelling, was the tone of this story. So, that's the basic story, without giving too much away. They could go on this way forever, avoiding people, avoiding life, living in Merricat's fantasies - until a visitor comes and things will never be the same. Now, they keep to themselves in their secluded house with agoraphobic zeal, with Merricat making dreaded weekly trips into town for supplies. Through Merricat, it is slowly revealed that the reason the Blackwoods are shunned, and the reason there are only three left, is because the rest of the family was poisoned over dinner six years prior - and Constance stood trial for it. In fact, the whole thing reads like the Mortmains with a dash of gothic crazy thrown in. She reads like I Capture the Castle's Cassandra Mortmain if she were maybe OCD and slightly disturbed. Mary Katherine, or Merricat, as she is called, is a thoroughly fascinating character. Told from the POV of 18 year old Mary Katherine Blackwood, the youngest, we learn that the remaining Blackwoods - Merricat, her older sister, Constance, invalid Uncle Julian, and Jonas the cat - are shunned by the townsfolk to the point of Frankensteinian pitch-fork crazy. We Have Always Lived in the Castle tells the story of the Blackwoods, a hill-country family more well-off than their neighbors, and maybe just a little more off than them, too. I like my sister Constance, and Richard Plantagenet, and Amanita phalloides, the death-cup mushroom. I dislike washing myself, and dogs, and noise. I have often thought that with any luck at all, I could have been born a werewolf, because the two middle fingers on both my hands are the same length, but I have had to be content with what I had. I am eighteen years old, and I live with my sister Constance.

We have always lived in the castle review book