Ali L’s Reviews > Wuthering Heights > Status Update

everyone in the black and white times was fragile as hell “my foot got wet so I was taken to my bed for three weeks and could only consume gruel and weak tea” wtf y’all gotta start weight lifting or something

I love how this book completely ignores the cardinal writing rule of “show don’t tell”. Heathcliff leaves for a few years and returns home fabulously rich and no one knows where the money came from. Even Nelly is like “yeah I never asked” lmfao go off, Emily Brontë

these people all need to get out more

this narrator really is like “I’m going to intrude on my landlord uninvited, agitate his dogs, think to myself what a pill he is, insult his entire family, and compare myself (incredibly handsome) to his nephew-person (repugnant gross stinky)” like dude what the fuck go home