Status Updates From Melmoth el errabundo

I'm enjoying this story deeply but I'm still struggling to pick this up. agh

GRIPPED

Am I not driven from the presence of God and the region of paradise, and sent to wander amid world of barrenness and curse for ever and ever?

I was going to wait for my birthday in early October to begin this, but THE TIME IS NOW.

Slowly but surely

Lectura lenta, però molt satisfactòria

Dona’m una novel·la gòtica i seré feliç

now we are in the gothic romance territory with a capital G and it's all a gothic romance girlie could wish for

this book's verbosity is unparalled among the OG gothic lit i've read so far (Ann Radcliffe excepted) but the plot is so intriguing i can't give up

My second attempt at reading this book. Anyway gothic vibe is really vibing

🤘🤘

i’ve read a lot of messed up things in gothic novels but here a boy’s kissing his grandpa full on the mouth
ew david

don’t they know who i am? juggernaut

unputdownable

relentless with spicy lines

clips along, despite the multipage-spanning paragraphs

dude

still cray

this story wild af

Well that escalated quickly

Got to the gothic romance part. What is called love in one century, may be called limerence in the next, but is a powerful feeling nonetheless.

At first, I thought Immalee was like Emma Stone’s character in the movie Poor Things. Now I think she’s more like the unicorn in The Last Unicorn, pure nature, corrupted by becoming human.

Man, those were some evil monks. And they just kept getting worse. It feels like the author was having a crises of the soul. There were sections of the book that opened up thoughts I didn’t realize I had and I’ve spent a long time trying to unpack my own trauma from organized religion.

If this ever gets a Netflix adaption, I want the trailer to use a slowed down remix of Sam Smith’s “Unholy.”

I seem to prefer old gothic to modern gothic. It’s like older gothic tales know how to have fun with the outlandish situations.
The housekeeper is fumbling trying to explain what happened with the candlesticks after the master of the house died. Melmoth asks how she got ready if the candle holders were unavailable at the moment. She replied that she just stuck a candle in a potato. Gotta love potato humor.

150...pages...to go

given how long its taken me to get this far i think i'll catch up on my other current reads in between :') but i really want to finish this before i'm travelling again so the goal will be 100 pages a day minimum

very much enjoying myself but my god is it hard-going, in two weeks ive barely read 200 pages. every other page has me googling definitions

"... These creatures have not the least cause of enmity to each other — they do not know, they never beheld each other. Perhaps they might, under other circumstances, wish each other well, as far as human malignity would suffer them; but from the moment they are hired for legalized massacre, hatred isbtheir duty, and murder their delight. " best take on what war is that i have ever read i fear 😧

"Weak, but lovely being." "Could your tears heal the corrosions of disease? — cool the burning throb of a cancerous heart?— wash the pale slime from the clinging lips of famine?— or, more than all, quench the fire of forbidden passion?" now ... why would you tell her this ....

Wow, this is by far the most complex novel of the Gothic tradition, perhaps because it has a more modern feel to it, compared to Otranto, Vathek, Udolpho, and The Monk.