Hey everyone! This week, I decided to read The Lover by Marguerite Duras. There’s only three more books left to read this semester it’s going by so fast! So we have another uncomfortable read this week, yay. As a few of my classmates mentioned, this book is definitely disturbing and unsettling. I feel like this […]
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I felt that this novel perfectly encapsulated what it is like to write an essay. Even while writing this blogpost I am struggling to pinpoint exactly what I want to say and how I want to say it. I find myself wanting to plan it out from beginning to end, with an intro, middle, and […]
Posted in Blogs, Lispector | Tagged with childhood, class, Empathy, gender, identity, isolation, narrative, perspective, poverty
“But who am I to rebuke the guilty? The worst part is that I have to forgive them. We must reach such a nothing that we indifferently love or don’t love the criminal who kills us. But I’m not so sure of myself: I have to ask, though I don’t know who can answer, if […]
Posted in Blogs, Lispector | Tagged with death, desire, existence, explosion, humanity, identity, individuality, isolation, life, nothingness, Philosophy
While reading “The Shrouded Woman” I found some parts (especially in the middle of the novel)to be rather confusing, I found that there were way too many characters to remember and some names were very similar (I think it might have been because I read…
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While reading “The Shrouded Woman” I found some parts (especially in the middle of the novel)to be rather confusing, I found that there were way too many characters to remember and some names were very similar (I think it might have been because I read…
Posted in Blogs | Tagged with death, isolation, Rediscovery
The time of the Doves by M. Rodoreda follows the story of Natalia, and the tumultuous tale of romance, war and the harsh realities that grip her life. In the first half of the book, I was often left feeling confused … Continue reading →
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