Do you know whose birthday it is
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WILKIE COLLINS, patron saint of certain book bloggers, creator of Our Lady of Literature Marian Halcombe, and opium addict who kept multiple ladies around town. SIR. Could we ever forget Count Fosco? Miss Clack? The tiny mice? The presumed body in the lake? YOUR PENCHANT FOR LADIES' POSTERIORS?
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Wilkie Collins is a joy and a Victorian treasure, and The Woman in White can never be read enough. This man is responsible for funny, fascinating, intelligent, ninja women (well, one woman) who tossed all of Dickens's blushing milksop 16-year-olds into the garbage heap of character-building where they so rightfully belong. (*quietly goes and gathers them all back up again because Dickens*)
Marian Halcombe is a debt that can never be repaid, because Wilkie Collins is long gone, but WE CAN PAY TRIBUTE and toss laurels at his imagined feet.
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Do
you
know
WILKIE COLLINS, patron saint of certain book bloggers, creator of Our Lady of Literature Marian Halcombe, and opium addict who kept multiple ladies around town. SIR. Could we ever forget Count Fosco? Miss Clack? The tiny mice? The presumed body in the lake? YOUR PENCHANT FOR LADIES' POSTERIORS?
Wilkie Collins is a joy and a Victorian treasure, and The Woman in White can never be read enough. This man is responsible for funny, fascinating, intelligent, ninja women (well, one woman) who tossed all of Dickens's blushing milksop 16-year-olds into the garbage heap of character-building where they so rightfully belong. (*quietly goes and gathers them all back up again because Dickens*)
Marian Halcombe is a debt that can never be repaid, because Wilkie Collins is long gone, but WE CAN PAY TRIBUTE and toss laurels at his imagined feet.
