![]() ![]() ![]() So when I picked up an eBook copy of "The Time Machine" and an audiobook copy from Audible recently in various sales, it seemed high time to revisit a childhood memory that I held in terrified adulation. Those of you who are familiar with "The Time Machine" will of course be chortling at the delicate irony omnipresent in my childhood, and I will readily confess that Wells' terrifying tale of a future where white ape-like creatures prey in the dark on the small child-like humanoids that dwell in the ruins of civilization utterly scarred me for years, but in a good way - like a facial scar on an anime character that connotates bad-assitude without any of the usual drawbacks that facial scars in real life usually carry. (I wasn't, in contrast, allowed to read anything with dragons on the cover until I went away for college, due to their association in my mother's mind with Satan.) I cannot remember how I came by the book, but I suspect my parents bought it for me under the impression that reading would improve my mind, and that anything deemed a 'classic' by the powers-that-be would not threaten my moral fiber with ungodly thoughts. I knew the story, of course - when I was a child, I owned one of those "Great Illustrated Classics" versions, a tiny little pocket-sized book that was covered in illustrations every other page. Wells' " The Time Machine " only to discover that I'd never actually read it before. ![]()
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