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    Category: Scarlet Letters

    This restless craving for sun and love and motion

    Hi, folks! This is post 2 of Deal me In. For more about this project & my previous posts on it, go here: Reading Plans | Weeks 1 | 2 (you…… Read more “This restless craving for sun and love and motion”

    20 de January de 202121 de January de 2021 by juliana

    A trail of books: on Carolina Nabuco’s A Sucessora (‘The Sucessor’, 1934) and the plagiarism charges against Daphne Du Maurier’s Rebecca (1938)

    The other Rebecca A Sucessora (1934, ‘The Successor’) opens with a couple returning from their honeymoon trip. The first chapter unravels through an extended scene that feels…… Read more “A trail of books: on Carolina Nabuco’s A Sucessora (‘The Sucessor’, 1934) and the plagiarism charges against Daphne Du Maurier’s Rebecca (1938)”

    13 de January de 202113 de January de 2021 by juliana

    Her heart is this red apple

    Dear Irina, When Isolde (2019, tr. Bryan Karetnyk and Irina Steinberg. Original: Изольда, 1929) opens, it’s summer, sometime in the wild 1920’s, and we are in Biarritz.…… Read more “Her heart is this red apple”

    8 de January de 2021 by juliana

    Her perversities were as essential a part of her work as her inspirations,

    Hi, folks, This is post 1 of Deal me In. For more about this project & my previous posts on it, go here: Reading Plans | Weeks…… Read more “Her perversities were as essential a part of her work as her inspirations,”

    4 de January de 202119 de January de 2021 by juliana

    The music of life and living

    Dear Dorothy, We are forever exiles of our childhoods, but sometimes the smallest details can bring us back to our neverland. It takes one song, a slant…… Read more “The music of life and living”

    30 de December de 2020 by juliana

    Such shifting winds in life

    Dear Ida, A Change of Time (2019, tr. Martin Aitken. Original: En ny tid, 2015) is the record of a woman’s passage through grief. Told through diary entries…… Read more “Such shifting winds in life”

    29 de December de 2020 by juliana

    A kind of door in oneself through which it was necessary to pass

    Dear Mary, The Friendly Young Ladies (1944. Published in the USA as The Middle Mist, 1945) is at its best when walking the tight rope of double…… Read more “A kind of door in oneself through which it was necessary to pass”

    23 de December de 2020 by juliana

    Happiness is so elusive it may as well be supernatural

    Dear Marie-Helene, Much of the disturbing, off-kilter sense of humour in Parakeet: A Novel (2020) comes from a finely-drawn contrast between the strong sense of reality in…… Read more “Happiness is so elusive it may as well be supernatural”

    21 de December de 2020 by juliana

    It was under the sway of that force that I began to feel,

    Dear Gabriela, A coming-of-age story, a road novel, a picaresque adventure, a piece of nature and travel writing, an epic, and a reinterpretation of Martín Fierro through a…… Read more “It was under the sway of that force that I began to feel,”

    18 de December de 202018 de December de 2020 by juliana

    A small jewel that has always been hopelessly flawed

    Dear Isobel, Every Eye (1956) is a novella that plays with the ideas of perspective and sight, narrated by a character who is trapped in her blind…… Read more “A small jewel that has always been hopelessly flawed”

    17 de December de 2020 by juliana

    The truth is a kind of regardless

    Dear Ali, Spring (2019) begins with chorus of angry voices, a collage of social media rants and headlines, disrupted in the end by a voice that seems…… Read more “The truth is a kind of regardless”

    16 de December de 2020 by juliana

    Fauna smiles upon the love of intertwined women

    Dear Renée, For the past couple of days, I’ve been trapped inside a stuffy Victorian room heavily decorated with rich furnishings, intricate pieces of furniture, some middle…… Read more “Fauna smiles upon the love of intertwined women”

    10 de December de 20205 de January de 2021 by juliana

    Careering along like drunken drivers

    Dear Shelagh, A Taste of Honey (1958) centres on teenage Jo and her mother, Helen. They are always falling behind on rent, and, as the story starts,…… Read more “Careering along like drunken drivers”

    8 de December de 2020 by juliana

    The unlived life is light, so light

    Dear Marie Luise, Circe’s Mountain: Stories (1990, tr. Lisel Mueller. Stories originally written in the 1950’s and 1960’s) is a collection of 12 of some of your…… Read more “The unlived life is light, so light”

    7 de December de 20207 de December de 2020 by juliana

    When will thy sublime maxim pierce the human hearts,

    Dear Maria Firmina, Úrsula (c.1859) is a tale of two books. On the one hand, we have a doomed love story between the eponymous heroine and a…… Read more “When will thy sublime maxim pierce the human hearts,”

    4 de December de 20207 de December de 2020 by juliana

    Things can be going on inside you without you even knowing

    Dear Hanne, Love (2018, tr. Martin Aitken. Original: Kjærlighet, 1997), or the absence of it, unfolds on a single day in the lives of Vibeke and her eight-year…… Read more “Things can be going on inside you without you even knowing”

    3 de December de 20207 de December de 2020 by juliana

    The world has dropped its petals

    Dear Olga, Reading Drive Your Plow over the Bones of the Dead (2018, tr. Antonia Lloyd-Jones. Original: Prowadź swój pług przez kości umarłych, 2009) is all about…… Read more “The world has dropped its petals”

    2 de December de 2020 by juliana

    But love—the real, everlasting love

    Dear Marie, My reading of your novela Krambambuli (first published in Dorf- und Schlossgeschichten, 1883) comes colored by all the times I read it as a child. We…… Read more “But love—the real, everlasting love”

    1 de December de 2020 by juliana

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