what I'm doing is somewhat selfish, data-jacking-- or at least, "culture-jamming" the ostensible purpose of the goodreads site, to spread book reviews, and tearing it apart with narcissistic babble about a visa situation, a one time affair before I begin a year of language study (funding, courtesy,...
My desk has left the building,No recourse left but:Phone haiku review.(Actually free verse, but the above was at least. Since my desk is AWOL literally, I whipped out a verse in 5 mins)Luminous little lampsHanging in a dark, stormfreshed sky.Each one a tawny word illuminating a melancholy thought. S...
I had to read this book for my English Novel class in the master's program I'm in and so this wasn't something I would have picked on my own, however, I am glad I got the opportunity to read it. It's a really beautiful, yet complex, piece of literature. There isn't much external action-most of the...
I really can not say if I liked this book or not, but it reminded me in a way of Mrs Dalloway; here also it is more about the thoughts than about the actions, but for me Mrs Dalloway was more structured, and I guess that is the reason I loved that more.Some other thoughts/reviews:Achille Van den Bra...
All I know right now is that:a) I liked it better than [b:Mrs. Dalloway|14942|Mrs. Dalloway|Virginia Woolf|http://d.gr-assets.com/books/1319710256s/14942.jpg|841320] (purely subjectively/emotionally, which would seem to be the best way to take in and then respond to this work), and b) my trick of us...
My very first novel by Virginia Woolf. I was terrified to read it and now I'm terrified to write a review, but I shall overcome all that and just do my best.I took this book to be about nothing in particular. This was a novel of human behavior. We saw how people reacted to what another person said o...
I saw five lighthouses today, and at each one, I told my children that "We shall not be going to the lighthouse today", and every single time, they almost started crying. I've been laughing about this, in an extremely immature fashion, but I'm also sad about how I can't seem to stop joking about th...
You know how you secretly fear that if anyone really knew you, knew all your pettinesses and fears and insecurities and unkindnesses, they wouldn't, couldn't, like you? I'm sure Virginia Woolf was familiar with that feeling. I suspect she went back and forth on the question of whether it were true o...
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