Ugh. I offer my sincerest apologies, for I have yet again taken a tangent. When I finished Kidnapped, Master of Ballantrae was but a turn of a page away. Lazy as I was, I decided to skip a trip to the library and quickly get #97 over with. Hoorah! It's done!
MoB was (according to the compilation's introduction) Stevenson's only tragedy. Some, however, say that it is this book that truly reflects RLS's character. It features a pair of rivalrous brothers; One an ostracized weakling with the world unjustly set against him; The other a swashbuckling romantic, favoured and loved by all. Stevenson was sickly all of his life, and there are a few essays which betray his negative views on life; quite opposite his romantic, upwardly mobile stories and characters.
*yawn*
Ugh. It's 4:39 AM and I don't really care that much. Master of Ballantrae makes for a decent read, but the narrator is annoying as... yeah. Also, whenever RLS tries to tell a segment of the story in another character's words, nothing changes in the writing style and it's still RLS speaking to us. Quite bland. The only time we see variety is the contrast between RLS's educated English and his intimate knowledge of the Scots dialect. It's odd though because as passions rise and fall his characters gain odd accents and drift between the formal "ye" and informal "you".
Anyway! On to (back to?) #98!
~Cheers
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