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Just as I began to get used to the stream of consciousness and flow of the writing, part I ends. The start of part II begins in much the same way; hard to follow and concentrated.

With “time passing”, suddenly everyone is dying! How morose! The point of view changes to the old maids/housekeepers, which is interesting.

Lily is now the focus of part III?

Every time I think a sentence is going to end I am very very wrong

Deze eindelijk weer opgepakt, leest traag maar toch heel mooi tot nu toe

Allí la tenía delante, la vida. (...) Se había establecido una especie de pacto entre ambas, ella quedaba en la parte de acá y la vida allá, y siempre estaban peleando por arrancarse lo mejor la una de la otra, y a veces, parlamentaban, y recordaba que había habido grandes escenas de reconciliación.

i am so confused

Tercero lit comp pero leyendomelo en una edición que había en mi casa y buscando lo que subrayé con 12 años qué ilusión
(Encima es la traducción de Carmen Martín Gaite perfecta)

ripriprip lily te quiero (sera léete esto por dios)

“What is the meaning of life? That was all - a simple question; one that tended to close in on one with years. The great revelation had never come. The great revelation perhaps never did come. Instead there were little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark, here was one.”

I quit reading so boring

God I love words. And these are some exquisite words.

on to book 2/3 that I’m halfway through- intermezzo you’re next

Terrific. Must finish

Ngl I’m really not enjoying this book even though I wanted to. I get that the writing is hyperbolic but I don’t understand any of the characters or the narrative arc. Pausing this read for now.

Ljudbok

A neurodivergent genius!

there are a finite combination of words in the english language and virginia woolf made all the best ones already. rest of us are screwed

Can’t find the exact edition I’m reading on here but I assure you that it’s the ugliest cover I’ve ever seen

(...) y súbitamente cayó en cuenta de que ella era la persona más hermosa que había visto en su vida. Ojos como luceros, cabello envuelto en gasas y ataviada de ciclaminos y violetas silvestres ¿en qué estaba pensando? Si tenía al menos cincuenta años y ocho hijos. Atravesaba campos de flores, apretando brazadas de capullos tronchados, y corderos caídos; luceros en los ojos y brisa en el cabello. Le cogió el bolso.

Today is the day people

This will be done by Wednesday

i have a love hate relationship with virginia woolf because of uni. you can't expect me to read her books in less than a week with how many other readings i have to do. especially considering that she's not easy to read with 17+ perspectives that are not clearly marked, along with stream of consciousness narration... LET ME TAKE MY TIME

Her attention to flowers in the passage of time section is so wonderful

Per ora non difficile a livello lessicale ma richiede molta attenzione....

lily tkm

i am aware that it’s different when virginia woolf writes terribly long sentences that go on for half a page because she’s a brilliant writer and she does it blissfully, but it’s doing no good for me to read this because it’s convincing me that it’s ok to do so and that i can and should write like this since it comes naturally to me. i shouldn’t though, it’s tedious to read if you can’t master it

I’d kill myself too if I wrote this.

Running it 🔙

“He was not ‘in love’ of course; it was one of those unclassified affections of which there are so many.”

I couldn't finish this book, it jolts my mind, like I am riding down a railroad track in a small roller coaster car, that has no suspension. Other reactions: my mind jerks, and moves in a staccato-type fashion, when trying to read the author's words.
I'm marking it as "finished" simply to move it off of my list.

"How could any Lord have made this world? She asked. With her mind she had just seized the fact that there is no reason, order, justice: but suffering, death, the poor. There was no treachery too base for the world to commit, she knew that. No happiness lasted, she knew that."