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Anne Boleyn cried the day of her third miscarriage but not on the day of her execution. Instead, she stayed up talking to God until the early hours. Instead, she reflected on her childhood, remembered the days when Mary would fashion her long black hair into braids. Instead, she wondered what it wouldâve been like if sheâd only been his mistress, or if sheâd never married him, or if sheâd given birth to a son. Instead, she thought back to when her affection had been more important to him than good relations with Rome. Instead, she got dressed. Wore a red petticoat under her dark grey gown. Her motherâs ring on her left hand instead of her wedding band. Instead, she walked up to the scaffold with steady hands and addressed the crowd, spoke fondly of the King. They tied a blindfold around her head and she closed her eyes. Thinking of God, thinking of Elizabeth. She didnât feel the sword.
âAnne Boleyn on the day of her executionâ by Cassie Lewis (via moreghostthangirl)
Ode to Lord Byron.
âThe world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold. The curves of your lips rewrite history.â
-The Picture of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde, 1890
Paulineâs book recs : a MASTERPOST
Itâs time for a summer cleaning, so I thought I would organise my book recs once and for all. Iâll try to update this post once in a while and I also added it to my info page so that you can access all those links super easily. HAVE FUN.
CLASSICAL LITERATURE (ANTIQUITY) Where should I start? The fundamental works Where should I start? The mythology-oriented works Where should I start? The translation edition A very touristic overview of Ancient Greek literature Different texts for Antigone Different texts for Elektra Different texts and translations for The Odyssey
CLASSIC BOOKS (ALL ERAS) First things first : a few favourites Where should I start? My first classics A very touristic overview of literature reading Modern classics Reading women : a few favourites Where should I start? English and US literature Where should I start? Modern Italian literature Where should I start? German and Austrian literature Where should I start? Russian literature Where should I start? Renaissance literature Where should I start? French Medieval literature Where should I start? Victorian literature Reading classics to children Children literature for adults Short-length classics Short stories One last thing: books I donât want to check out
POETRY First things first : a few favourites Second things second : a bunch of recs Where should I start? Poetry Learning French? Easy French poetry Narrative poems Mystic poems Poems about separation Poems about love Poems about happiness Poems about exile
DRAMA First things first : a few favourites
NON-FICTION First things first : a few favourites On feminism On translation On literary analysis and adaptation On biographies and diaries On writing theory On art history On reader-response theory On Sufism Literary interviews Essays
YEARLY SUMMARY Best of 2015 : Fiction Best of 2015 : Poetry 2015 - 2016Â awaited releases 2016Â Summer reading list Best of 2016 : Fiction Best of 2016 : Poetry
THEMATIC LISTS By character Works featuring Persephone Works featuring Kassandra Works featuring mermaids Works featuring the femme fatale archetype Works featuring female villains Works with Nature as a character Works with introspective characters Works with narcissistic characters Trope : Star-crossed lovers Trope : Friends to lovers Trope : Villainous love Trope : Toxic mother figure By theme Rewriting Greek and Roman myths LGBTQ (a terribly lacking list) Introspection and self-discovery Melancholy and sadness Happiness and hope Symbolism and atmosphere Moral corruption Spiritual decadence Sex politics and philosophy The female rage World War I Southern Gothic Great love stories Unusual love stories Dystopias Crime novels Medieval historical fiction Beach reading Travel reading By book Books similar to The Secret History Books similar to Wuthering Heights Books similar to A Grief Observed Books similar to The Brothers Karamazov Recommended editions of Romeo and Juliet Recommended editions of Shakespeareâs Sonnets Recommended translations of Tristan and Yseult Books adapted to the screen (1) Books adapted to the screen (2) By author Favourite French writers Favourite Contemporary writers What to read? By Women French writers What to read? By Anne Carson (And some prep reading for Anne Carson) What to read? By Richard Siken What to read? By Roland Barthes What to read? By Agatha Christie What to read? By E. A. Poe What to read? By Priya Sarukkai Chabria If you love Angela Carter If you love Louise GlĂźck If you love Virginia Woolf If you love Sylvia Plath If you love Marguerite Duras If you love Emile Zola
This list is everything. No really, it has everything!
I have two brain cells and I only use them to find ways in which classic literature is gay.
do you have any favourite love letters from the past?
âYou have fixed my Life â however short,â Wilfred Owen to Siegfried Sassoon
âI am reduced to a thing that wants Virginiaâ / âThrow over your man, I say, and come,â Vita Sackville-West and Virginia Woolf
âLove is my religion â I could die for that, I could die for you,â John Keats to Fanny Brawne
âI know Hyacinthus, whom Apollo loved so madly, was you in Greek days,â Oscar Wilde to Alfred Lord Douglas
My condition is not unhappiness, but it is also not happiness, not indifference, not weakness, not fatigue, not another interest - so what is it then?
Franz Kafa, Diaries (1910-1923)
What are your favorite feminist writers? Apart from Virginia
Audre Lore, Adrienne Rich, Simone de Beauvoir, Erica Jong, Jeanette Winterson etc. etc. Tons of them, really.
Sylvia Plath, Notre Dame [1956]Â Â
I bestow upon thee; concept playlists
â˘classical music to sip tea to while contemplating philosophy and the next marble bust youâll buy
â˘stealing books from the Oxford library with friends you never thought youâd find, in the snow, yelling about Ovid, lighting candles
â˘folky music for sitting on your front porch in the lazy evening sun, surrounded by your closest friends, gazing at a wheat field and singing along with a guitar in your arms
â˘feeling listless; like youâre walking the world alone, wandering with no destination, held in the arms of the earth and happy with that
â˘songs to sing LOUD in the car on a road trip going nowhere in particular
â˘staring out the window of a quaint coffee shop, watching the raindrops cling to the glass and thinking of all the poetry youâre going to write for that lover you left behind
â˘looking back on a long relationship and realizing all the ups and downs youâve had as one, suddenly seeing it all in slow motion like a silent film
â˘laying back on your bed, smiling uncontrollably, thinking of all the beautiful, bucolic times youâre going to have in the sun with that person you canât stop thinking of
â˘a rock in your rib-cage, sobbing on the floor, feeling empty; things are coming to an end and you canât bear to see them go
â˘the first day of summer â sprawling yourself in the green & vivacious grass, heart shaped sunglasses perched on your nose; youth in all its glory
â˘songs that bring back days of your old glory, reliving your childhood and your golden days, tracing over the old scars and remembering how you got them
â˘the smell of old books, melancholy, songs that are so potent with a sort of wild and tragic longing that theyâre almost dangerous
â˘looking out a car window; letting your eyes cling to weeping trees and then letting them snap back again. feeling self centered and tragical.
â˘ethereal, asleep on the floor of a baroque church, wearing all white and bathing in crystalline water, rising from ashes, walking upon the fallen bodies of those who came before you.
â˘on a train through the country, many trees passing, wanting to abscond into them. leaving your town to get away from your love who does not love you. finding yourself somewhere on the way.
â˘literally just songs that remind me of Oscar Wilde and Bosie Douglas
â˘stuff that iâm listening to right now! always changing, songs that iâm playing on repeat
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10 Female Written Short Stories Everyone Should Read
I have seen a post circulating for a while that lists 10 short stories everyone should read and, while these are great works, most of them are older and written by white men. I wanted to make a modern list that features fresh, fantastic and under represented voices. Enjoy!
1. A Temporary Matter by Jhumpa Lahiri â A couple in a failing marriage share secrets during a blackout.Â
2. Stone Animals by Kelly Link â A family moves into a haunted house.
3. Reeling for the Empire by Karen Russell â Women are sold by their families to a silk factory, where they are slowly transformed into human silkworms.Â
4. Call My Name by Aimee Bender â A woman wearing a ball gown secretly auditions men on the subway.Â
5. The Man on the Stairs by Miranda July â A woman wakes up to a noise on the stairs.Â
6. Brownies by ZZ Packer â Rival Girl Scout troops are separated by race.Â
7. City of My Dreams by Zsuzi Gartner â A woman works at a shop selling food-inspired soap and tries not to think about her past.Â
8. A Good Man is Hard to Find by Flannery OâConnor â A family drives from Georgia to Florida, even though a serial killer is on the loose.Â
9. Hitting Budapest by NoViolet Bulawayo â A group of children, led by a girl named Darling, travel to a rich neighborhood to steal guavas.Â
10. Youâre Ugly, Too by Lorrie Moore â A history professor flies to Manhattan to spend Halloween weekend with her younger sister.
I LOVE THIS POST!!
Iâd like to add:
11. Good Country People by Flannery OâConnor
12. The Yellow Wallpaper by Charlotte Perkins Gilman (this one is my favorite short story of all time)
13. The Lottery by Shirley Jackson
14. Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been? by Joyce Carol Oates
15. DĂŠsirĂŠeâs Baby by Kate Chopin
16. The Story of an Hour by Kate Chopin
17. Impressions of an Indian Childhood by Zitkala-Ša
(I wanted to put little summaries for each of them, but Iâm afraid Iâd spoil the whole story if I did!)
adding a few more! all by women of color, & the first four were published within the last few years
18. âMy Dear You,â Rachel Khong â love, loss, & absurdity in the afterlife
19. âThe Husband Stitch,â Carmen Maria Machado â a feminist retelling of the folklore story âThe Green Ribbonâ
20. âInventory,â Carmen Maria Machado â one womanâs retrospective list of her lifeâs sexual encounters
21. âBoys Go to Jupiter,â Danielle Evans â what happens after a white college student poses for a photo in a Confederate flag bikini
22. âDrinking Coffee Elsewhere,â ZZ Packer â a Black woman attends Yale University
me [angrily yet softly, through gritted teeth, while crying]: i love to write
Virginia Woolf and her lover, the English poet Vita Sackville-West
âLook here Vita â throw over your man, and weâll go to Hampton Court and dine on the river together and walk in the garden in the moonlight and come home late and have a bottle of wine and get tipsy, and Iâll tell you all the things I have in my head, millions, myriads â They wonât stir by day, only by dark on the river. Think of that. Throw over your man, I say, and come.â
- Virginia Woolfâs 1927 Love Letter to Vita Sackville-West
Mushrooms
Overnight, very Whitely, discreetly, Very quietly Our toes, our noses Take hold on the loam, Acquire the air. Nobody sees us, Stops us, betrays us; The small grains make room. Soft fists insist on Heaving the needles, The leafy bedding, Even the paving. Our hammers, our rams, Earless and eyeless, Perfectly voiceless, Widen the crannies, Shoulder through holes. We Diet on water, On crumbs of shadow, Bland-mannered, asking Little or nothing. So many of us! So many of us! We are shelves, we are Tables, we are meek, We are edible, Nudgers and shovers In spite of ourselves. Our kind multiplies: We shall by morning Inherit the earth. Our footâs in the door.
Sylvia Plath
I think itâs time to watch Pride and Prejudice again. I just canât get enough.