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, […]
I really liked this book. The Shrouded Woman was such a refreshing shift from the other texts we’ve read so far, and honestly, it felt like a bit of a relief. Not only was it the first book written by a woman that we’ve read in this course, but it was also the one I […]
From the books we’ve read so far, I can definitely say this stood out to me, and I think it is due to the unique narrative voice Bombal has used alongside the depth. The narrative style and structure, especially its beginning after her death, are very unique. The way her awareness lies in her corpse […]
TW This has been my favourite book to read so far! I loved the poetic way it was written and I found it much easier to follow the story line than with the Breton or Proust. I noticed that I read this book much slower but I wanted to savour every word and feeling that was evoked on the page….
To begin, I actually had a hard time reading this week’s literature. I felt lost and thought that Proust was somewhat more of an easier read. I am unsure if this is because it was written in a different perspective, something I am not used to or because I struggle to keep track of each […]
Right from the beginning that is a sense of significance in the seemingly trivial, like the falling of rain, and a glimmer of existential beauty to be found in repetition, exhaustion, and freedom from logic. If inexplicitness was a literary principle, …
The book we read this week is The Shrouded Woman, written by Maria Luisa Bombal. I used to think death is the end, that everything stops when a person dies. But from this book, I feel how an individual is constructed through a network of emotional bonds that may or may not vanish after they […]
Confusing. Figuring things out not by their form but by the convoluted trails of meaning formed by dense sentences, juxtaposing verses, and half-conscious dreams. This book is a forest of question marks. “I am no puzzle-maker, no wizard of chess, no ph…
Hi everyone 🙂 My name is Fatima Mudassar, and I’m a 3rd-year Cognitive Systems major with a minor in Economics here at UBC. I’m also an international student from Lahore, Pakistan, and I can speak 3 languages fluently; Urdu, Punjabi, and English. I made the decision to take RMST 202 because I’m really curious about […]
María Luisa Bombal, The Shrouded Woman
