“God preserve my sanity, for to this I am reduced. Safety and the assurance of safety are things of the past. Whilst I live on here there is but one thing to hope for, that I may not go mad, if, indeed, I be not mad already”

So many times have I tried to read Bram Stoker’s ‘Dracula’ but failed to do so because of distracting youth and distracting life. But finally I made it my duty, after finding this copy in my local outdoor library, to read this book. And now I am very glad that I did. This gothic novel—this gothic masterpiece—is so amazing. The way it’s structured through epistolary and with no main character, but with a main enemy, is wonderful and honestly refreshing even for a novel that’s centuries old. So much happens in this novel—like there’s ships and cemeteries and superstitious people and wolves and this zoöphagous person.

I can’t say anything more than to read this. I highly recommend it. I could not put it down, and I had to keep reading it.

I hope I give off Quincy P. Morris vibes.