The Subtle Knife continues on pretty much where Northern Lights(The Golden Compass) left off.
I'm not going to try and do a summary of the book right now, because there was so much there to talk about, and it's been a loooong day at work.
I'm still trying to work out how to word the way I feel about this book.It continues to be one of my favourites, and I do love it so. It is in turns humorous, dangerous, heart breaking, and sweet. And yes, it's still very British.
I need to get SOMETHING down now, because the longer I leave it, the more likely I will be to get around to doing it. So this is a place holder of sorts, until I get a decent night's sleep, and have some time to digest the goings-on in this book.
I think the other reason I'm having a hard time is that my thoughts are on the third book.
There are things I remember of the series, which I now know HAVE to be in the third book, but had previously believed to be in this one, and I do wonder how I will feel about Mary's
chapters this time around. I do remember finding them slow last time, and wishing they would happen lest often so I could stay with the main plot. But reading it almost ten years on might change the way I view them.
Oh yeah, and I think the LARGE quantity of missing spaces really affected the read, as each one pulled me away from the story. I HOPE the next one doesn't have the same issue!