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Dear Shirley, Natalie Waite is seventeen, she is stuck at home with her family, her mother is a neurotic (rather desperate) housewife, and her father is the…… Read more “You might never find your way back”
Category: Scarlet Letters
The creation of the love of all her being
Dear Edith, When The Love Child (1927) opens, Agatha is 32, a spinster, and lonely. Her mother has just died. Agatha’s life has been a blank, and…… Read more “The creation of the love of all her being”
All the earth beneath him was filled with lamentation
Hi, folks! This is the third post where I talk about some of the stories in the collection Weird Women – Volume 2: 1840-1925: Classic Supernatural Fiction by…… Read more “All the earth beneath him was filled with lamentation”
The eye is deceived as well as the heart
Hi, folks! This is the second post where I talk about some of the stories in the collection Weird Women – Volume 2: 1840-1925: Classic Supernatural Fiction…… Read more “The eye is deceived as well as the heart”
The terrible moment of complete illumination
Hi, folks! This is the first post where I talk about some of the stories in the collection Weird Women – Volume 2: 1840-1925: Classic Supernatural Fiction by…… Read more “The terrible moment of complete illumination”
Women’s Prize 2021: Gyasi, Lockwood, Fuller & Doshi
Hi, folks! This is my final post on the books on the Women’s Prize 2021 longlist. Here is part I, if you are interested. On to my reading…… Read more “Women’s Prize 2021: Gyasi, Lockwood, Fuller & Doshi”
They could not face death, quiet, enthroned
Hi, folks! This is the final post where I talk about some of the stories in the collection Weird Women: Classic Supernatural Fiction by Groundbreaking Female Writers,…… Read more “They could not face death, quiet, enthroned”
The garden was ablaze with these brilliant scented blossoms
Hi, folks, This is another post where I talk about some of the stories in the collection Weird Women: Classic Supernatural Fiction by Groundbreaking Female Writers, 1852-1923, ed.…… Read more “The garden was ablaze with these brilliant scented blossoms”
The whisper of distrust soon started
Hi, folks! This is another post where I talk about some of the stories in the collection Weird Women: Classic Supernatural Fiction by Ground-breaking Female Writers, 1852-1923, ed.…… Read more “The whisper of distrust soon started”
These very walls shall remember
Hi, folks! I fell well behind on Deal me In, and, in this post, I will try to catch up and talk about some of the stories…… Read more “These very walls shall remember”
Destiny stands by sarcastic with our dramatis personae folded in her hand
Dear George, Feminist critics were angry with you in the 1970’s, and perhaps some of them still are: your Dorothea remains firmly grounded on the very rules…… Read more “Destiny stands by sarcastic with our dramatis personae folded in her hand”
Perhaps we don’t always discriminate between sense and nonsense,
Dear George, Yours is an odd Prelude: already in its first paragraph, it refuses to give us an easy key to your Middlemarch (1871-72). It goes on…… Read more “Perhaps we don’t always discriminate between sense and nonsense,”
When we shall live larger and freer lives,
Dear George, In Keynotes (1893), you seem to be trying to find and set the tone for your exploration of (what you conceived as) the female experience.…… Read more “When we shall live larger and freer lives,”
My own books scourge me
Hi, folks! I am kicking off our Season in Middlemarch with a slim biography, packed with illustrations, in case you fancy a brief outline of Eliot’s life.…… Read more “My own books scourge me”
Being good felt delicious
Dear May, Life and Death of Harriett Frean (1922) traces the eponymous character’s downfall from a promising child to a nonentity. Our protagonist, Harriett, the only child…… Read more “Being good felt delicious”
She was shuddering in a body long ago dead
Dear Marghanita, The Victorian Chaise Longue (1953) follows Melanie Langdon, a young married woman who is recovering from tuberculosis. When the novel opens, we are somewhere in the…… Read more “She was shuddering in a body long ago dead”
How good we all are at talking without ever saying what we think
Dear Ivy, I guess I will never be completely at ease at being cast among those whom Barbara Pym would describe as ‘the sort of people who…… Read more “How good we all are at talking without ever saying what we think”
Women’s Prize 2021: Dolan, Leilani, Peters & Bennett
Hi, folks! I’ve been reading through some of the books on the Women’s Prize 2021 longlist, and I’d like to write brief notes about them. The last…… Read more “Women’s Prize 2021: Dolan, Leilani, Peters & Bennett”
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