the Screwtape Letters, by C.S. Lewis, reviewed by Kimberly Warner-Cohen

The Screwtape Letters is one of those books that I’ve been told too many times to read, always from those whose tastes are much more conservative than mine, which is why I avoided it. Or it could’ve been because Lewis was heavily religious and I was worried that his point of view would be shoved down the reader’s throat.
Still, when I found it in a used bookstore for cheap I picked it up, and promptly sat on my shelf until a few weeks ago when I had nothing to read. Short enough at 150 pages, I figured if I hated it, there wasn’t too much time lost. I shouldn’t have waited so long to pick it up, because it was well worth the afternoon it took reading it.
The book, unsurprisingly, is made up letters from Screwtape, a senior demon, to his junior nephew, Wormwood, assigned the tempting of a British man living the pious Christian life. In the forward, Lewis describes how Screwtape was the toughest work he’d ever written and it took a while for him to get over the exhaustion.
I enjoyed this book, but not in the way Lewis intended, as a message on how easily one can go astray and meant for those searching for a deeper relationship with God. Instead, I found Screwtape amusing; an interesting take on how easily swayed the soul can be.