I am a little bit obsessed with C.S. Lewis.
I grew up on the Narnia series, and, now that I’m older, I’ve found myself really enjoying his other works — “The Problem of Pain,” “Mere Christianity,” “The Screwtape Letters” and, of course, “Till We Have Faces.” I’m currently reading the latter book — a retelling of the myth of Cupid and Psyche from the perspective of Psyche’s older sister — and the imagery and language in the book are really striking. It’s quickly climbing the list of my favourite books, and I can tell it will be one I will want to read over and over.
I can see why the myth would have haunted Lewis, as so many of the reviews I’ve read of that book claim it did. It’s really kind of a tragic story, and the spin he put on it is so poignant and touching. I won’t ruin it for those who haven’t read it, but if you love books and you love words, this is definitely a good read.
I have always been someone who loved to read, and I never really understood people who don’t like to read, who don’t want to lose themselves in books, who only want to read a book once and no more. Ever since I was a little girl, I’ve always enjoyed burying myself in the lives of others — and that’s always meant books to me. Honestly, I hope it always does.
I love Lewis, too. I have been working my way through his writings on Christianity recently. Though I’ve had this one on my list for a while, I haven’t gotten to it yet. It sounds wonderful – I’m going to pick it up on my next library trip!
Helen,
I just adore Lewis. I picked this one up a few weeks ago at the used bookstore in our town. I almost don’tt want to finish it, I’m enjoying it so much! I don’t want it to be over. But, I guess that will be a pretty good excuse to go out and get more Lewis.