I do so much reading that I figured it's finally time to create a blog about my love affair with books. This blog is mainly for myself to keep track of all I read.
About Me

- Rebecca
- I am a 24 year-old avid reader who loves books, animals, teaching, crafts, my boyfriend, and my family. I've newly relocated to the other side of the country, so I'm still getting used to my surroundings.
Categories
- A. A. Milne (1)
- abnormalities (1)
- Anna Myers (1)
- Arthur Golden (1)
- biography (2)
- book review (22)
- Chick Lit (3)
- children's lit (7)
- classics (4)
- Edith Wharton (2)
- environmental issues (1)
- fairy tales (1)
- Family Issues (1)
- fantasy (4)
- feminism (1)
- fiction (21)
- From Book to Movie (4)
- historical fiction (9)
- Holocaust (1)
- humor (2)
- Jane Green (1)
- Jane Yolen (1)
- Jim Benton (2)
- Kate DiCamillo (1)
- Katherine Howe (1)
- Larger Than Life Characters (2)
- Lesley Kagen (1)
- Lewis Carroll (1)
- love (2)
- Margaret Coel (1)
- Marion L. Starkey (1)
- marriage (1)
- Murder (1)
- mystery (3)
- Native American (2)
- Randy Susan Meyers (1)
- Robert Goolrick (1)
- Robert McCammon (1)
- Ron Rash (1)
- Seth Grahame-Smith (1)
- suspense (3)
- Tess Gerritsen (1)
- Tiffany Baker (1)
- tragedy (2)
- Vampires (1)
- Villains You Love to Hate (2)
- Vivian French (1)
- Weight Loss (1)
- William Palmer (1)
- witchcraft (4)
- WWII (1)
Blog Archive
12:40 PM
I read this because I loved Wharton's 'The House of Mirth' so much. This novella was just as good as I hoped it would be and then some. I knew from the beginning that this was a tragedy, but the conclusion still weighed heavily on my heart. Ethan's wife, Zeena, was such a despicable character that I didn't find it difficult to hate her. I yearned so strongly for Ethan to find a way to be with Mattie but the circumstances were definitely against him.
**SPOILERS**
In a way, I'm glad Ethan and Mattie's suicide attempt failed because it would have been a sweet kind of tragedy. The book's ending was definitely how it should have been because even after finishing it, the thought of their future fates makes me sick to my stomach. While tough to swallow, this ending was the most realistic and got a reaction out of me I didn't expect. Not only was I sad and heartbroken, like after reading 'Mirth,' but I was simply sick and depressed by the conclusion. That's how a tragedy should be, if you ask me!
Labels: book review, classics, Edith Wharton, fiction, love, tragedy
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
0 comments:
Post a Comment