Till We Have Faces

I finished this book last night. It is a wonderful (I say wonderful a lot) rendition of the story of Psyche and Cupid. I have always loved mythology, and I am sad that I had never read this before. In high school, my AP English teacher gave us a list of books to read for the upcoming year. I read one: The Edith Hamilton version of Greek and Roman Mythology. I still have it, and it's trashed. There were times when I forgot that this story was written by CS Lewis. It had some beautiful and imaginative sections. There were moments that I felt it went slowly because I was listening to it, but overall I liked the story, and I think it is so far my favorite book that I have read my CS Lewis.