![]() My cheeks were still flushed, my nerve endings were still tingling, I had experienced the “spine thrill of delight”, I felt like I had just had sex with a book. I wanted to talk to someone about my experience straight away. I had read “Lolita” in a couple of days, less time than my work commitments normally allow me, but I found it incredibly easy to read.Įven though I was taking notes, even though I was conscious that Nabokov was playing games (even if I didn’t always know what game), even though there were unfamiliar words I should have looked up, I was constantly drawn towards the conclusion. This wasn’t the conversation I had been hoping for. He’s a paedophile.”Ī bit taken aback, I enquired further, “Who? The author or the character?”įortunately, she replied, “The character.”įor me, this exchange showed how much “Lolita” can still sharply divide opinion, even within lovers of fiction. She replied firmly, “No…and I’m not going to either. ![]() After re-reading "Lolita", I asked my local bookseller if she'd ever read it.
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