Alice and her Adventures

Today I finished reading “Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland,” by Lewis Carroll. Though it is known to many that Carroll was on drugs and Alice in Wonderland is a product of his wild story telling, I found this short little fairy tale amusing and enticing. The random happenings and absolute nonsense of the book somehow flows together into and easy read that makes me feel like a little girl again. (Plus I liked that it had pictures. heehee) Then, this afternoon while at Starbucks with some friends, I was told that Carroll was not only a drug addict, but also fancied little girls and the book was like a love note to a young girl in particular! As said by Katherine Heigl in the movie “27 Dresses,” “I feel like I just found out my favorite long song was written about a sandwich.” So of course I went to find the truth. He was very good friends with the Liddell family, and the youngest daughter was Alice. She always wanted him to write the stories he told to her, and after a few years of procrastination, it was finally published and illustrated. Though there is no sound evidence to Carroll being a pedophile, he was always better friends with the young than true adults and often took sketchy photos of little girls. That is enough for me to say that I would not sit around for an interview with this guy. Eww. It all just makes my skin crawl. Soo… anyways. Aside from the pedophile thing, this book was truly a literary masterpiece and I would recommend it to the imaginative people I know. I plan to read the sequel, “Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There.”