1919 – night and day ~ virginia woolf

Some books are so good, they make you feel as if you and the author could honestly have been friends. As if you could sit down over a cup of tea and talk for hours…

You know, if only you’d both been alive at the same time…

The book I read this week is one of those books.

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1918 – a double serving of australian classics

Unless I’m sadly mistaken, it seems to me that 1918 was a bit of a quiet year for literature.

Yes, Wyndham Lewis first published Tarr in 1918, but looking at a plot synopsis didn’t exactly do much for me. Intellectual people running around being intellectual? Not this week, thankyouverymuch. After tackling James Joyce a few weeks ago, I’m all intellectualled out for a while, I’m afraid.

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1917 – growth of the soil ~ knut hamsun

I tried to avoid reading this book. I really did.

It definitely wasn’t my first choice for 1917. To be brutally honest, I only read this particular book because I couldn’t get my hands on anything else published in the year 1917. Trust me, I tried. That’s why I put off ordering this book until the last possible moment, which is why this review is…err…a little on the late side. Oops.

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1916 – portrait of the artist as a young man ~ james joyce

I’ve got two words for you this week: James Joyce.

When I first started Book to the Future in April this year, I admitted that I’ve never read James Joyce. Yes, I managed to get through a three-year Bachelor of Arts degree (as well as an Honours year in Comparative Literature) without ever picking up a single James Joyce book. Oh, the shame…

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