I know it's supposed to be a great book of racial feminism and all that, but I really did not like 'Their Eyes Were Watching God.' I mean, I appreciate it for what it is, but it's one book I didn't enjoy reading. I did think the phallic power of Janie's hair was rather interesting, though. Let me know what you think.
Morrison is a goddess. Gatsby and Mockingbird are some of the best literature. I haven't read either of them since high school, though. Maybe I should do a reread. You'll love Invisible Man.Someone brought it up in class the other day, which led us into this wildly off-topic tangent. But it was fun. Wuthering Heights is, in my opinion, the best of the Bronte sisters. Have you read Jane Eyre? If not, you might want to compare the two. It's funny how "the Bronte sisters" get lumped together - like it's the same person writing all of the stories. Jane Eyre is obviously more successful, but I think Wuthering Heights is the better of the two. And Brave New World -- freaking amazing. One of the best books ever written IMO. It's a science fiction dystopian novel. I'm not sure if you'd like it, though. So I'll be very interested to know what you think (read it next!)
kk. Going to class now :p
Yeah, I’ve heard a lot of hype about Their Eyes Were Watching God, especially from DeBorde. And I would now consider myself an expert on feminist literature, so I shall be the judge! haha.
Did you really just ask me if I read Jane Eyre? What class did we suffer through together last year? Was it theory? And didn’t we read Jane Eyre in that class and right a long-ass paper analyzing the crap out of it? Yessir, I believe we did. Love love loved that book. Can’t wait to see the movie.
I didn’t know Brave New World was sci-fi… I shall give it a try, but it freaks me out. Blah. Ender’s World was bad enough… haha.
Have you read 'The Namesake'? If not, you really to read it. I'm about halfway through and it is amazing. There's a movie, too. I haven't watched it, but the author really likes it. So it might be good.
It's about this Indian immigrant family. The parents moved from India to the US and started a family. It's essentially the story of a culture clash between the parents and children.
I was reading it today and thought you might enjoy it. :p
Yes! I did read it, for a personal project in women’s lit. Kinda out of the rounds for a women’s lit book, since the narrator is male, but there was still quite a few themes in there. I loved it. And… well… I’ve had my cultural clashed with the Indian race at SEU so that book seemed to resonate with it—helped me understand a bit more and the conflict of cultures that he had to deal with.
I haven’t seen the movie yet, but I plan to.
Good call, Sopher.
I am currently reading all the lovely classics that I never had time to read in school. So far I’ve read two more Morrison books, (now 5 in total) To Kill a Mockingbird, The Great Gatsby (love), and now I am on Invisible Man. On the list: Their Eyes Were Watching God, Brave New World, and Wuthering Heights. :)
“They wore blouses with buttons down the front that suggested the possibilities of the word undone. These women could be undone; or not. They seemed to be able to choose.”—The Handmaid’s Tale, Margaret Atwood (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
For winter’s rains and ruins are over, And all the season of snows and sins; The days dividing lover and lover, The light that loses, the night that wins; And time remembered is grief forgotten, And frosts are slain and flowers begotten, And in green underwood and cover Blossom by blossom the spring begins.
Chorus (excerpt) by Algernon Charles Swinburne (from The Poems of Algernon Charles Swinburne)
“Books. People have no idea how beautiful books are. How they taste on your fingers. How bright everything is when you light it with words.”—Rachel Kadish,Tolstoy Lied: A Love Story (via thesearepeopleyouknow)
I’m not sure where I fit between those tender touches and flirt-full eyes. I’m not sure if it was simply drunken courage or something more. Between pool halls and liquored lips that yearn to talk of your green-eyed bliss.
So I’ll wait, while my bones break and skin stretches—till I can adjust to the idea of possible happiness. And I’ll muster all my strength not to sabotage this. I’ll erase the crude words and drunken mishaps, given the possibility that we’re better than that.
“He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee. I said his heaven would be only half alive; and he said mine would be drunk: I said I should fall asleep in his; and he said he could not breathe in mine.”—Wuthering Heights, Emily Bronte (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
“Bring me all of your dreams,
Bring me all your
That I may wrap them
In a blue cloud-cloth
Away from the too-rough fingers
Of the world.”—The Dream Keeper by Langston Hughes (via melancholynotes)
“It is surely clear that, once a person is convinced that his state and need are as described, the New Testament gospel of grace cannot but sweep him off his feet with wonder and joy. For it tells how our Judge has become our Saviour.”—J. I. Packer, Knowing God (via stare-type)
It’s time to wake up, And separate feelings That I keep falling into. Each seem like good reasons, Oh I feel a break down, I don’t care if it shows up, I’m praying this for you, ‘Til it’s answered I’ll say.
our dying silent minds,which hand in hand at some window try to understand the (through pale miles of perishing air,haunted with huddling infinite wishless melancholy, suddenly looming)accurate undaunted
moon’s bright third tumbling slowly
excerpted from our touching hearts slenderly comprehend by e e cummings