I am thrilled for this reading journey! I fell in love with Virginia Woolf through reading To The Lighthouse guided by Mona’s insightful, witty, and down to earth commentary and along with other passionate readers, as part of an A Public Space project.
For years, Middlemarch has loomed cumbersome, daunting on my Should reading list. I tri…
I am thrilled for this reading journey! I fell in love with Virginia Woolf through reading To The Lighthouse guided by Mona’s insightful, witty, and down to earth commentary and along with other passionate readers, as part of an A Public Space project.
For years, Middlemarch has loomed cumbersome, daunting on my Should reading list. I tried it on my own several times, losing any real desire to read further just a few pages in. I can not remember what might have been going on in my life during these prior failed attempts, but I do expect the hyper serious Prelude might have played a role in me not wanting to read on. I laughed reading Mona’s breath of fresh air advice to just skip the Prelude!
Years ago I heard Margaret Atwood, at a reading in Albany, NY, talk about the polarized reactions of different generations of women to Middlemarch: young women reading it thought, oh no, that is not truth, or at least that won’t happen to me at all, and older women thinking, oh, yep, this speaks truth to their experience, nodding their heads.
Thank you Mona and Ann for getting me reading Middlemarch... finally. I planned to, obediently, just read Chapter One and have now read ahead a few chapters with pleasure.
I am thrilled for this reading journey! I fell in love with Virginia Woolf through reading To The Lighthouse guided by Mona’s insightful, witty, and down to earth commentary and along with other passionate readers, as part of an A Public Space project.
For years, Middlemarch has loomed cumbersome, daunting on my Should reading list. I tried it on my own several times, losing any real desire to read further just a few pages in. I can not remember what might have been going on in my life during these prior failed attempts, but I do expect the hyper serious Prelude might have played a role in me not wanting to read on. I laughed reading Mona’s breath of fresh air advice to just skip the Prelude!
Years ago I heard Margaret Atwood, at a reading in Albany, NY, talk about the polarized reactions of different generations of women to Middlemarch: young women reading it thought, oh no, that is not truth, or at least that won’t happen to me at all, and older women thinking, oh, yep, this speaks truth to their experience, nodding their heads.
Thank you Mona and Ann for getting me reading Middlemarch... finally. I planned to, obediently, just read Chapter One and have now read ahead a few chapters with pleasure.
Hooray! Welcome aboard. I wonder if this generational difference will manifest itself.