...see what I did there? Yes, yes the puns haven't got any better I'm afraid.
Happy new year to all our blog followers from everyone in the Builth Wells Reading Group.
The eagle eyed among you will have noticed we didn't set a read for over Christmas, we thought we all might be too busy, so we have set a short read to be discussed at our next meeting on Wednesday 5th February.
Our first read for 2014 is *drum roll*
Susan Hill - The Small Hand
Returning
home from a visit to a client late one summer’s evening, antiquarian
bookseller Adam Snow takes a wrong turning and stumbles across the
derelict old White House. Compelled by curiosity, he approaches the
door, and, standing before the entrance feels the unmistakable sensation
of a small hand creeping into his own, ‘as if a child had taken hold of
it’. - See more at:
http://www.susanhill.org.uk/small-hand-0#sthash.LyKX5wDn.dpuf
Late one summer evening, antiquarian bookseller Adam Snow is returning
from a client visit when he takes a wrong turn. He stumbles across a
derelict Edwardian house, and compelled by curiosity, approaches the
door. Standing before the entrance, he feels the unmistakable sensation
of a small cold hand creeping into his own, 'as if a child had taken
hold of it'. At first he is merely puzzled by the odd incident but then
begins to suffer attacks of fear and panic, and is visited by
nightmares. He is determined to learn more 'about the house and its
once-magnificent, now overgrown garden but when he does so, he receives
further, increasingly sinister, visits from the small hand.
We thought a spooky read for these cold, blustery, dark and spooky wintery nights was the way to go but we do recommend you read it with the lights on...otherwise it will be difficult to read.
Anyway you will also have noticed I'm a little late in posting this but hopefully you should be able to read it before our next meeting as its only a short book of around 208 pages.
Hope to see you at our next meeting the usual place of Builth Wells Library, 7pm, Wednesday 5th February.
Returning
home from a visit to a client late one summer’s evening, antiquarian
bookseller Adam Snow takes a wrong turning and stumbles across the
derelict old White House. Compelled by curiosity, he approaches the
door, and, standing before the entrance feels the unmistakable sensation
of a small hand creeping into his own, ‘as if a child had taken hold of
it’. - See more at:
http://www.susanhill.org.uk/small-hand-0#sthash.LyKX5wDn.dpuf
Returning
home from a visit to a client late one summer’s evening, antiquarian
bookseller Adam Snow takes a wrong turning and stumbles across the
derelict old White House. Compelled by curiosity, he approaches the
door, and, standing before the entrance feels the unmistakable sensation
of a small hand creeping into his own, ‘as if a child had taken hold of
it’. - See more at:
http://www.susanhill.org.uk/small-hand-0#sthash.LyKX5wDn.dpuf
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