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I CAN ALMOST TOUCH SUMMER!!!!! :)

Hello FOLKS! Last one. Wow. I have learned that when I am reading the book the way that I see it in my head and the messages I get from it aren’t always the same as what other people are seeing. Like that my worldview affects my view of the story WAY more than I ever thought. My favourite book was probably “the shrouded woman”? and my least favourite is a tie between Agostino and money to burn. “Agostino” was just too much for me, and “Money to Burn” was pretty boring. A theme that stood out is just generally being lost, and untethered. In a lot of these books it felt as if a character had been cut loose from something, some stability, and was floating. Which is what most stories are about, but especially in the “shrouded woman” and “the lover” I got this strong sense of a hot air balloon floating along and trying to make sense of blips of life. I don’t know if that makes any sense, but the books all felt very floating and untethered to anything. I think a lot of them pushed back on expectations and tropes by asserting the real thoughts of real minds. I did achieve my goals! I am going to miss weekly reading. I’ve just started reading Anna Karenina, which is not in the Romance Languages, sorry. But I like it a lot, and I would probably not have picked up a book over 300 pages before this class so thank you for that confidence! We’ll see if I finish it! I think this class did a lot to help my perception my own writing. Comparing what works, what doesn’t work, and what I liked in the writing styles of every author has given me ideas about things I want to try.

I believe I have completed my contract. I’m basically certain, if I didn’t that would be a miscalculation due to me and I would be so pissed at myself. In fact I’m going to double-check right now. Okay, we are good.

 

I hope everyone else enjoyed the class. I definitely think it could have gone either way, it could have made me hate reading, so I am super thankful it actually made me appreciate reading more.

Anyways, final question:

Did other people in the class usually perceive the books how you thought they would? Or sometimes were the discussions way off what you thought the meaning of the book was supposed to be?

Goodbye all!

Dalia Currie 🙂

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The most misleading title ever… The Lover by Marguerite Duras

I keep forgetting to ask a question, so I am going to start with it this time: If you could title this work differently, what would you title it? Based on my own experience reading the novel I would title it something like: “The Surfacing of Fears Sunken in Her Pond of Yellow Soap.”  Maybe a bit long, and not so much a title, but that scene where the mother cleaned her house was the most impactful for me.

Now that the question has been asked (I’m sorry for forgetting y’all) my thoughts on “The Lover”

I liked it. The writing style was probably my favourite of all the novels we’ve read. The story itself was not very plot-heavy, which I like. I like reading stories about people and their relations so all the stuff about her family and mother was very compelling to me.

I think that the sexual relationship between her and the older Chinese man was interesting, but her relationship with Helene Lagonelle was the most intimate to me. Although she doesn’t talk about Helene frequently, in two of the times she does talk about her she describes intense sexual and personal attraction to Helene. Especially on page 102 the descriptions of wanting to have “whispering conversations” with her shows the deep intimacy that she sees herself capable of having with her. Although she and the man from Cholon have physical intimacy, on page 74 she describes wanting Helen as a part of this physical intimacy. I wonder why Helen is brought up in the story at all? Is Marguerite expressing homosexual attraction? If not, what other purpose does expresssing your attraction to another woman have? I see Helen as as women to be compared in opposition to Marguerite’s mother, like the beggar. On page 102 Marguerite expresses how H.L. waits up for Marguerite, unlike her mother, who doesn’t care and even tells the school to let her go with whoever she wants. Another thing that I found powerful was the line that describes H.L. as: “not lying down decorously like the other girls”. Marguerite sees her mother as a faker who tries to seem more wealthy, and mentally well than she is; she lies about her sons, she has houseboys even though they don’t have much food, etc. H.L. is not that, she is true. Despite many nights spent together, even the man from Cholon is never described when he is sleeping (although it is said that Marguerite is seen sleeping by him). In this way, even though they don’t have sex, her relationship with H.L. is expressed as more intimate than her relationship with the man. Clearly, H.L. was impactful enough on Marguerite’s life to make it into the book, despite not having any significant role in her life such as family or lover. I think she shows how Marguerite is just beginning her journey, with the man from Cholon. Her curiosity about H.L. shows how the man from Cholon is not capable of being the intimacy that Marguerite needs, she is deeper than he understands with more to explore and discover within herself (likely because she is FIFTEEN!!!)

anyways, those are my thoughts, (again sorry about the question lacking previously)

Beyond my question at the start, does anyone have any thoughts on ol’ H.L.?

Dalia

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It’s raining Proust, hallelujah! Why the grandmother in “Combray” is my kindred spirit

Frankly, that was not the easiest read!! I found many of the descriptions were hard to follow and quickly lost my interest. A particularly difficult one for me was the seemingly neverending description of the church around p. 81 – 90. However, the parts that I DID really enjoy I decided to read closely, and in those moments I enjoyed the flowery tone of the writing.

For example, the descriptions of rain and storm really pulled me in. I love rain, it’s my favourite weather and for that reason, p.14 – 16 were my favourites in the whole book and the grandmother is definitely my favourite character (followed by Françoise). The line “At last one can breathe!” on p. 14 completely relates to me. Rain always brings me such a beautiful feeling of relief that only a small number of people I know relate to. P. 143 when the grandmother leaves for a walk in the rain and Françoise says she’s “off her head” made me giggle. I also love p. 185 when the grandma says that one shouldn’t waste time visiting people when you’re by the seaside and tells the narrator to go outside and enjoy the sea. I also feel sorry for her since it’s hinted that her husband is, or at least was, an alcoholic, and that her sister antagonizes her. Although she doesn’t show up much in the story the grandmother is by far my favourite character!

Marcel himself seems to not hate the rain, although the thing in nature he seems most enamoured with is flowers. The descriptions of flowers were my second favourite parts of the book. The hawthorns in particular were a big focus of the story. I looked them up while was reading and, man, I get it Marcel, they’re so gorgeous!

Another thing I noticed from the very beginning was how odd Marcel’s descriptions of women are. He seems to try very hard to describe them as sexual, but always ends up drifting off to some other description of flowers or something else. When he meets women in real life and decides that they aren’t nearly as good as they are in his head, it made me giggle. This book largely actually seems to center around women, I noticed how little he focuses on the male characters, besides Swann and M. Vinteuil. The most standout characters were his mother, his aunt, Mlle. Vinteuil, the Duchess of Guerrmantes, and Mlle. Swann. This makes sense since it’s in a way a coming-of-age story. But again, the way he describes women is like I’ve never seen before, it seems to balance awkwardly between sex, adoration, and hatred? I can’t quite place it

I definitely found this was a really good read with some really beautiful passages (even if it was tiring sometimes).

My question is: who was your favourite character and why? Like which one would you be friends with, not which one was most interesting to you.

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