In most ways, the novel contained important commentary on life during a war and the daily struggles that slowly weigh you down, but in others, it felt like I wasn’t taking the right things away from it. For the first part of this book, I almost felt that I was missing something. Her sentence structure […]
Posted in Blogs, Rodoreda | Tagged with burden, solitude, war
Black Shack Alley left me feeling a certain numb sadness that I can’t quite describe. It felt like I was watching José slowly lose himself and his joy/passion as he followed the path of education and achieved these milestones, and it was quite sad to watch this progress. I could feel my mood dropping throughout […]
Posted in Blogs, Zobel | Tagged with love, sacrifice
Moravia/Agostino’s descriptions felt like both a blessing and a complete curse in this book. There were many beautiful descriptions of the sea and the town that painted a vivid picture, like the “rows of cabins painted in pastel colors”, the “crowded beach”, the “festive buzzing”, and the “sparkling sea…filled with bathers” (pg. 21). That being […]
Posted in Blogs | Tagged with Belonging, depression, loneliness, Uncategorized
I went into this book expecting it to feel devastating, depressing, and sob-inducing based solely on what I knew about the premise, but I actually gained a more positive perspective on a lot of things in my life. On friendship: “Friendship, a sentiment in which one never knows solitude as one does in love. Friendship, […]
Posted in Blogs, Bombal | Tagged with friendship, life, love
I was expecting this book to be mainly about Nadja as the main character, so I was surprised when it came across as more of a reflection on Breton’s identity. I found it almost impossible to get past my hatred of Breton for most of this novel. I found both his actions and the way […]
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Hi everyone! While reading “Combray”, I realized that the main thing I struggle with when reading older literature is the specific way that they often construct sentences, especially figures of speech. It feels very convoluted to me, and I find it challenging to keep track of where sentences began in the first place. Often, there […]
Posted in Blogs, Proust | Tagged with nostalgia, time
Hi everyone! My name is Emilia Mazzella, and I’m a second-year student currently double-majoring in Psychology and Linguistics. I grew up in Colorado in the United States, but from a young age, I knew that the United States was not where I wanted to live my life, which is part of why I’m here in […]
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