Jun 09, 10
Read in June, 2010
Wait, wait, this is Virginia Woolf? Somehow I thought it would be...well, VERY different. Flush is the spaniel who famously belonged to Elizabeth Barrett Browning (she wrote a poem to him) and I really can't make out what Woolf was aiming at with this one. The book is written as a straightforward biography - it is not particularly cutesy, and not written tongue-in-cheek either, although there are certainly flashes of humor. There is interesting detail about the Brownings, most of it historically accurate, some of it less so; there are quotes from Elizabeth's letters, and I DO love anyone who quotes from the letters, which happen to be my very favorite reading material of all time. But quite honestly? It's a quick and quite pleasant read, but...Maybe it's me, but i just don't get the point of this canine biography.