It was often raining when I woke during the night, a light capricious shower, dancing playful rain, or hushed, muted, growing louder, more persistent, more powerful, an inexorable sound. But always music, a music I had never heard before.
Wide Sargasso Sea by Jean Rhys
I've just returned from 3 weeks working in Romania on a residency - a wonderful and amazing place. And while there I read Wide Sargasso Sea by Jean Rhys - the story of the first Mrs Rochester in Charlotte Bronte's Jane Eyre.
I loved the book and had always wanted to read it during the weather project, but haven't had time until now. I bought my copy on the flea market in Preston.
