Once upon a time, a woman wrote a book about vampires. It was a bit sexy and a bit problematic and quite popular, so somebody else wrote some stories based on the same characters. Then she rewrote them as a book with different names and a different setting, and this was also (by all accounts) a bit sexy and quite popular, and really quite a lot problematic.
And then yet another writer came along and said “you know what? I think I could do better. I can take away all the Problematic and make this even sexier in the process.” And she did.
(Warning: Do not be misled by the ‘Swallows and Amazons’ focus of other posts. This book is really very not suitable for children.) Continue reading “Emily Foster: How Not To Fall”