The Historian
by Elizabeth Kostova
I have a confession to make. I have not just read this book, but I want to
share it with you anyway because: 1) I found it fascinating and 2) I am reading this
author's second book and will be sharing my thoughts about that book this week.
I found this book while browsing in a bookstore, one of my favorite past times. Sadly bookstores are rapidly becoming
extinct. I still mourn the demise of the
Borders bookstore. And while I love when
a book shows up at my door step a few days after ordering it online it is just
not the same as wandering through the shelves of a bookstore and finding a good
book. That is how I found The Historian. It was lying on a table with a very
unassuming cover (not the one you see in this blog) and name and yet I picked
it up and bought it. I still question
why I picked the book up but I am so glad I did.
This book centers around a woman who while looking
around her father’s library finds an ancient book and letters. The letters lead this woman who has led a relatively
sheltered life in academia on a quest of discovery, who is Vlad the impaler and is there any connection
to Dracula. Interestingly the first
letter opens with almost an apology for finding it because the author, her
father knows that a historian that reads the letters will be compelled to follow
the path he was on, one that led him into Ivy league libraries, monasteries and
all over Eastern Europe. One that he
says drove those before him nearly to insanity and left him nearly ruined.
So the question is Did Dracula truly exists and
did he “live” from century to century. The
main character is determined to pick up where her father left off and so the
reader is guided through history to a haunting tale that is both fascinating
and at times somewhat scary. I found
that if I were alone in the house by myself at night I often could not read the
book. But that is just me, I scare
easily.
I love the way this author writes. She is not your everyday let’s throw some
words on a page writer. Rather than
breezing through the book, I found myself savoring the words. The words conveyed me into the world I was
reading about and while as I mentioned before, the book scared me, I could not
stop reading it. Just not at night! Read it! It is worth it!
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