A review by ms_jennyd
Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov

5.0

This took me quite awhile to read, mostly because I was savoring it... which creeps me out to say. I knew from the first paragraph I was going to love the book. The way Vlad writes is such a treat. As I read it I actually let my tongue travel down the roof of my mouth and felt the tap on my teeth on three. Lolita. An object in my mouth now.

Then, to my horror, I realized what he was going to write about. Who Lolita was. Who Humert Humbert was. Now I want to know who I am. The fact that at some points I was rooting for a pedophile deeply disturbs me. I even had nightmares about it. It's been days and it's still sitting with me. I think the story may haunt me forever.