Wow… Writing this immediately after finishing the book, all I can feel is overwhelmed and a bit amused. This has been my favourite read so far, which is not too surprising! I knew I would enjoy this novel more than Proust and Breton just because its written from a woman’s perspective… but still, wow! Ana … Continue reading bombal
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Whilst reading The Shrouded Woman, I didn’t immediately realize that Ana Maria was dead. I might have missed a couple of details at the start, but I don’t expect to fully grasp all of the details upon my first reading. I only realized she was dead a bi…
Whilst reading The Shrouded Woman, I didn’t immediately realize that Ana Maria was dead. I might have missed a couple of details at the start, but I don’t expect to fully grasp all of the details upon my first reading. I only realized she was dead a bi…
Wow. And I thought I held grudge. The Shrouded Woman is this breath-taking story about a woman on her death bed. She revisits different parts of her life, sifting through memories as various family members and friends say their farewells. I don’t know what to say. It was just so beautiful. Let’s start when she […]
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, …
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The strongest impression this book gave me is synesthetic memory. Proust often uses sensations like taste, sound, and visual images to trigger memories, which makes the story move back and forth along the timeline. When I first started reading, I felt a bit confused and dizzy, because I couldn’t always tell whether he was talking […]
Having just landed in Vancouver today, I looked at all the assignments I had due this week and found out this blog post was due yesterday, much to my dismay. Fighting the impending jet lag, I went to purchase “Swann’s Way” by Proust and began my reading. Having no expectations or any context of this […]
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Let me just start off by saying that that was not even remotely what I expected. This felt like a fever dream, I have reread sections and still don’t totally know what the point of some of that was. It felt like it was flitting back and forth between things, or going on tangents, and […]
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With it being such a long time since I’ve read what I think can be counted as literature, I had hoped the Introduction would give me some clarity and guidance. However, I was intimidated by its very first sentence (╥‸╥) Everything it referenced as being so well known within contemporary Western culture were things I […]
Hi all! To be honest, reading Proust, I definitely got lost sometimes due so I’d re-read the sentences quite often. Again, that might be just because I haven’t read something like this in a while. One thing that stood out to me is the way the narrator describes the character’s fascination with the architecture and […]
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