Sunday, 12 January 2014
I was reading this over the Christmas period. It is one of the beautifully designed little Penguin 'Great Ideas' books. It is fascinating. It is basically Dickens describing insomnia-induced walks around London at night. But it is more of a mental journey, as each street, each building, he passes, triggers a paragraph or two of musing.
My son asked me today if I thought Dickens was overrated. Far from being overrated, I said I thought he was in fact underrated. He is a much more powerful writer than he is often given credit for being. Much darker too. At his best his work is as good as writing gets.