If I were to pick a word that reflects this story, I would choose “remember”. The narrator uses the word remember consistently throughout this book to introduce his certainty about a specific memory, for example: “I have a vague memory” “I don’t have a precise memory” “I do not remember” “I can hardly remember”, all […]
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This book was beautiful and vivid! It was truly a pleasant read for me. The run-on sentences had me stumble a few times, but made for truly lively imagery. My favourite line of imagery is ‘a drop of oil would run straight down her back’ (p. 169). At the end, I was wondering how Natalia’s […]
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I decided to look up the author, as I do with most of what I read, and was surprised to find that Françoise Sagan was only 18 years old when she published Bonjour Tristesse. Also that it was her first novel and is her most popular novel ever published. This was inspiring to find. That […]
Posted in Blogs, Laforet, Sagan | Tagged with confidence, empowerment, France, memory, modernism, modernity, Romance text, sexuality, teenage thoughts, teenager
If you came here looking for a straightforward answer, then I’m afraid that is certainly not what you’ll find here…
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This was my first time reading any of Proust’s works and I started reading feeling a little uncertain about how much I would understand and enjoy the reading. However, I was pleasantly surprised at how well the book flowed and … Continue reading →
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Marcel Proust’s Combray utilizes elegant and complex language to introduce the memory of the narrator. Although the work seems to be an autobiographical reflection on Proust’s own life, its classification is closer to that of a semi-autobiography in my opinion, as the descriptions used by him are associated with an extremely significant amount of details. […]
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