I had been looking for a preloved copy of this book for a while and finally found my little copy nestled in the out of the way horror section of my local second hand bookshop. It had writing on the cover, looked well travelled and full of it’s own history – perfect.
It’s Christmas eve. Arthur Kipps and his family sit around the fire on a cold frosty night telling ghost stories. Except Arthur is unsettled and refuses to join in.. He has his own real life ghost story that is so horrific he can only write it down for his family to read after his death.
12 years earlier, young solicitor Arthur Kipps is tasked by his boss to attend the funeral of a client Mrs Drablow, sort through her papers and promptly settle her affairs. When he arrives at the market town of Crythin Gifford he finds suspicious locals harbouring secrets they are too frightened to share.
Think of mist – thick, engulfing, sudden mist. Mist that swirls in from the surrounding marsh during high tide. High tide that for several hours a day cuts off the imosing solitary Eel Marsh House from the mainland. Think of the clicking hooves of a pony and trap, heard but never seen – and the eerie figure of the woman in black.
This is the first ghost book I have read. I wouldn’t say it was scary as such but I found it spooky, full of suspense and hard to put down. There were a couple of passages where I didn’t actually jump but felt a little chill as I read them. I enjoyed it a lot. It was fun to read in a creepy kind of way.
Later in the month we are going to see the play! I can’t wait and am curious to see how the eerieness is transferred onto the stage. Of course I will report back here once I have seen it!
Challenges: RIP IV, A Colourful reading challenge