Miss Brazil portrayed girls with a bit more spirit, iconoclastic tomboys – no wonder they appealed to me. Curious to know the kind of thing I was reading in my youth, I ordered a copy on ebay. It’s a surprisingly good story, a suspenseful mystery which would have had me on the edge of my seat in the 1940’s, but still able to hold my interest even today.
Spurred on by this experience, I began wondering what I would think of some of the books I devoured as a young adult. My father put me to work in a library and this considerably broadened my reading as all kinds of books came into my hands across the counter and each of us had our own drawer into which we could slip anything that took our fancy.
Frances Parkinson Keyes and her tales of plantations and slavery in the Southern states of America is my next choice and I have just bought Steamboat Gothic for about two and sixpence old money!