As someone who wrote novels in his second language, Vladimir Nabokov has captured my lexophile heart in ways that no American or English novelist has. In this celebrated novel, which Nabokov himself considered his masterpiece, one of my favorite word plays in the text was when the post-Lolita, post-Rita Humbert Humbert, who, after receiving a… Continue reading Lolita
I know the film adaptation of John Le Carre’s The Constant Gardener. Haven’t watched it. But I saw Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy and I liked the psychological drama, which from experience, is better appreciated when digested in its written form. But what finally persuaded me to grab a copy of this book, ten years after it…… Continue reading John Le Carre had me at one word
My commitment to read more books started when I saw his reading goal of 200 books a year and learning that he has read 75 more and with 3 days to spare before the year ended. 275 books in 360 days! I was impressed. I was envious. I was tempted to do the same. I…… Continue reading Confessions of a Voracious Reader
After reading eight classics in less than a year, a reflection is in order. I feel that I must take a pause and ponder on the meaning of what seemed a reading-writing project at the start, but is now turning into a serious course on self-development and Understanding The World 101. I expected this, but… Continue reading 8 Lessons I learned from reading classics
Because I'm a woman, I'm sympathetic to the sufferings of Tess of the d'Urbervilles. I'm also a little angry, but no one can accuse me of directing my ire at the novel's author, a man who wrote about a pure woman, Thomas Hardy. For him, I have only admiration and respect for his imagination and realism.
A man who wakes up and finds himself transformed into a cockroach and then dismisses the discovery to get more sleep is surely a strange way to open a story. But to have the climax in the beginning can urge the reader to immerse himself further into the story. It's like climbing down from the… Continue reading The Metamorphosis
I’ve just read Mansfield Park, my 4th Jane Austen novel, and for the life of me I can’t get over its atypical heroine, Ms. Fanny Price. The patient and mature Anne Elliot did not have the same effect, nor did Jane’s favorite, Elizabeth Bennet. The only acceptable explanation is that Ms.Austen might have triggered a memory of…… Continue reading Musings on Jane Austen