I'm reading Women in Love. It's the first Lawrence I've read. And I'm hating it. I've struggled through 200 pages but I'm on the verge of throwing in the towel on this lot of self-absorbed nitwits.
In real life, I'm against guns. But as these are fictional characters, I'm more than ready to line them all up against a rustic English stone wall and mow them down. I really hate this bunch of idiots.
8 comments:
that's 180 pages too many of a book you hate
of course I did suffer thru "divisadero"
I have never seen the point in anything Lawrence wrote - had to read some of them at school and I just remember it as being boring. With the advantage of age, I see now how self-absorbed and pathetic his characters were!
...Hey, I liked Women in Love, at least I think I remember liking it. I know I liked the movie, and I really liked Oliver Reed and Alan Bates wrestling naked...their manly bodies, sweaty and hairy, colliding together in the candle-lit room, the sexual tension heavy in the air as they struggle to out-strength each other. Girly, pass me a fan, the vapours have taken me over!
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I knew this last comment was inevitable. I suspect you never actually read the book, and have only seen the movie!
No...I did buy and read the novel. I've also bought and read Lady Chatterlay's Lover...How quick you are to peg me! Screw this blog...I'm taking my business elsewhere. Write your own f**king poems next April.
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BITCH-EEE!
...how quickly people forget I have a major in Creative Writing, which by default means I am subjected to countless literature courses...none of which had the common sense to include anything by Jacqueline Susann on the required reading list...stupid universities!!!...although, I am one of the fortunate to have read Samuel Butler's Erehwon...(that's an anagram for Nowhere, you know!...oh, that Sammy B*, he really was a card!)
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*that's how us English majors refer to him.
I re-read the great and wondrous valley of the dolls this summer
-now that's a good read (tho it seemed racier in grade 7 when we were passing my mother's copy around...)
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