Edna Out at Sea

March 11, 2010

There’ve been migraines, grad school rejections, complete, maniacal boredom, a complete overload of CSS and an¬†ophthalmological breakdown as a result, but I am still ploughing on with The Awakening. I feel a little silly making such a big deal on what is, from a superficial perspective, a rather easy read. I wish I truly felt liberated in my unemployment to simply enjoy the luxury of going to a cafe everyday and reading. Alas, some sort of mental fixation or inner demon pops up.

Today I read at home, on my aqua sofa with the last of my banana chocolate walnut muffins and tea. Read the rest of this entry »


Literary “Awakenings.”

February 25, 2010

When I first lifted The Awakening and Selected Stories of Kate Chopin from its dusty repose on my bookshelf, I recalled a glimpse from a discussion a fellow student at college was having about feminist literary works. In the midst of describing the extent of her background in this context, she mentioned something to the effect of: “… and of course I’ve read The Awakening…”

Since then, an inward attack always descends upon me whenever I look in its direction, and I am plagued by worthlessness. This book, clearly, is a very basic and necessary ingredient in western feminist literature, and I have no business even considering myself cognizant of a term such as “feminist fiction” without swallowing the classic whole. Read the rest of this entry »