Dorothy Whipple’s They Were Sisters

I love reading Dorothy Whipple novels, and I wrote my Master's thesis on her book The Priory (1939), but for some reason, I didn't remember They Were Sisters (1945) even though I read it a few years ago. Rereading it was a pleasure, and it reminded me why I enjoy forgotten mid-century women's fiction. Luckily... Continue Reading →

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Silences

I've been pretty silent on social media lately, and on this blog. I used to speak up about current events, social practices, academic theory, morality, etc. But for the last two years, I haven't spoken up. I'm not sure why. There's a lot of discomfort within me because of this. After reading Rhetoric Retold: Regendering... Continue Reading →

Walk a Mile in Mommy Man’s Shoes

Although memoirs seem to have exploded in numbers over the last decade, and may be becoming tiresome as a genre, I personally enjoy them for the simple fact that they allow me to walk in somebody else’s shoes.  I find ways to be empathetic and understanding and more educated on other political views, cultural customs,... Continue Reading →

Warming Up to Bridget Jones’s Diary

When I began reading Bridget Jones's Diary (1996) by Helen Fielding and number 68 the BBC book list, I hated it.  It is full of foul language, dirty references, and the seemingly pathetic life of an annoying heroine.  I wanted to poke my eyeballs out rather than finish reading it, and I saw the movie... Continue Reading →

Hemingway Week: A Farewell to Arms

I enjoyed reminiscing about Ernest Hemingway’s books so much while reading and posting on The Paris Wife, that I’ve decided to post five days this week on the works of Ernest Hemingway.  I’ll be using a lot of the information from the class I took during my Master’s degree on Hemingway, and I’ll share some... Continue Reading →

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