![]() ![]() ![]() Growing up is so dreary, Polly sighs to herself you see things as they are.Īs she muses and digs deeper in her mind, Polly begins to remember more details that certainly can’t – couldn’t possibly – have happened. On the coming academic year on the mysterious photograph on her wall which she has loved since childhood – hay bales burning in a field, with a huge hemlock plant enveloped in smoke in the foreground – as a child Polly remembers seeing people in the picture, but that was surely youthful imagination, because they certainly aren’t there now and on the book of stories she’s been reading, another childhood favourite, except that the stories are not quite as she remembered. Heh.Ĭollege student Polly Whittaker lies on her bed in her room in her grandmother’s house and muses on a number of things. This is a book that deserves a long, scholarly explanation, but I will try to keep it fairly brief – I need to work on that – brevity – I really tend to ramble on. ![]() I knew I would like it (I always end up liking Diana Wynne Jones, but sometimes I really need to work at it), but that the timing would need to be just right. The first time I didn’t make it 20 pages in, but the second go, several months later, I was completely enthralled. ![]() Half point off because of the typical DWJ ending – a re-read and an explanation by the author almost mandatory. Fire and Hemlock by Diana Wynne Jones ~ 1985. ![]()
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