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We all have prejudices, who is without sin that you do look. And after reading this book I to admit that my image of Dickens has changed completely.

This volume was published recently collected a series of stories that keep the common factor encountered in ghosts the excuse of the plot. The prose of Dickens, the environment and atmosphere, we move immediately to the nineteenth century and the exquisite art of writing as a craft. I have really enjoyed the beginning where I think a teacher, able to place the reader with few resources, can create an atmosphere as appealing as the children that kept us glued to a book. Needless to say, it is essential reading.

And I start talking about huge bias because my ignorance, I was trapped in the image of an innocent Dickens. He was by an author with little risk and with little to offer, but it is undeniably his charm, for something was one of the best-sellers of his time-and his ironic vision of reality, their sensitive insights to dispense the pace, the scenes, small digressions.

confront you I love Poe, and its antithesis in many ways and much more when this volume speaks of ghosts and terror on his contemporary as well elaborated. Dickens, however, approaches it from light, from the humor, insight from a man of success that the fates smiled on life. Both are great writers, but I can not help bend gently toward the American and his devastating personal reality. say they met and I think that this event is so literary as their works. I imagine the situation perfectly: Dickens man success, which travels to the U.S. to discuss with copyright piracy of their books by U.S. publishers. In short, the writer at the top. And it's easy for me to imagine Poe, as a prisoner of alcoholism and the rawness of a personal failure that must have seemed unfair to force. A face to face with them, so suggestive and that the end is so fruitless, because they were, but there was no meeting.

And finally, even one extra-literary matter, I can not get carried away by my snobbish side and admire the publication itself: the role and format make it a special book. And yes, I am of those people that when they open a book the first thing you do is tilt the nose on the pages and inhale the smell of printing. Silly as any other, right?