The Garrick Year
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Theatrical marriages - glamourous...scandalous...bitchy...brief. Or are they in fact just like anyone else's?
Very amusing and well-written tale. I was particularly taken with Emma's blunt, sardonic, self-deprecating narrative voice - a funny and honest protagonist. I found her abruptness very refreshing. Margaret Drabble is one of my favourite writers and already in this very early novel she shows off the sharp and clever writing that makes me enjoy her books so much. There were several passages I particularly liked, such as this one:
As homework we had been told to learn Tennyson's 'Break, break, break,' and in class we all had to get up, one by one, and recite the thing. I had liked the poem; I had learned it with enthusiasm, I thought it was most touching and poetic. But the frightful thing was that so apparently did everyone else. I can remember most distinctly the expressions of sanctimonious sorrow and world-weariness on the faces of little girls whose judgement I always thought atrocious. 'I would that my heart could utter,' they said, 'the thoughts that arise in me', and I said to myself then and there that unless I could utter the thoughts that arose in me I would try to keep my mouth shut, rather than make such an exhibition of myself.
I know exactly what she means. :)
Very amusing and well-written tale. I was particularly taken with Emma's blunt, sardonic, self-deprecating narrative voice - a funny and honest protagonist. I found her abruptness very refreshing. Margaret Drabble is one of my favourite writers and already in this very early novel she shows off the sharp and clever writing that makes me enjoy her books so much. There were several passages I particularly liked, such as this one:
As homework we had been told to learn Tennyson's 'Break, break, break,' and in class we all had to get up, one by one, and recite the thing. I had liked the poem; I had learned it with enthusiasm, I thought it was most touching and poetic. But the frightful thing was that so apparently did everyone else. I can remember most distinctly the expressions of sanctimonious sorrow and world-weariness on the faces of little girls whose judgement I always thought atrocious. 'I would that my heart could utter,' they said, 'the thoughts that arise in me', and I said to myself then and there that unless I could utter the thoughts that arose in me I would try to keep my mouth shut, rather than make such an exhibition of myself.
I know exactly what she means. :)
Journal Entry 2 by geishabird at Starbucks - Yonge And Bloor in Toronto, Ontario Canada on Saturday, August 2, 2008
Released 15 yrs ago (8/2/2008 UTC) at Starbucks - Yonge And Bloor in Toronto, Ontario Canada
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On the usual bookshelves...
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