I have never been so confused as I was while reading Nightwood by Djuna Barnes. I felt exceedingly silly, like I was missing a trick (or several) about the impenetrable prose and the seemingly nonsensical character behaviour. I was expecting to be wowed, amazed, startlingly impressed by it as a work of literature. Jeanette WintersonRead More
T.S. Eliot, Lesbian Fiction Fan?
Sorry about not posting in a while, I’ll be putting up a review later today, but first I wanted to share an article I just stumbled upon. In my high school Lit class, I used to amuse myself by finding or inventing gay and lesbian subtext in everything we read. My best friend and IRead More