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The Waves

Virginia Woolf

4.13 AVERAGE


"All that we might have been we saw; all that we had missed, and we grudged for a moment the other's claim, as children when the cake is cut, the one cake, the only cake, watch their slice diminishing".

My first experience with Woolf and I truly loved every moment. It struck a chord with me.

Gee! J'ai cru ne jamais parvenir au bout de ce bouquin !

Alors, je fais face à un de ces livres que j'appréhende de "chroniquer", parce que je ne suis pas sûre d'avoir tout compris. J'apprends à composer avec ça sans me penser moins intelligente que la moyenne. Une chose est certaine : malgré son côté nébuleux pour moi, et la sensation que ça n'en finissait pas (qui tient à la narration fluctuante, le titre ne ment pas), j'ai quand même beaucoup aimé.
C'est un livre dont Woolf aurait aimé qu'on ne le lise pas comme un roman, et en l'état j'y ai trouvé plus d'un long poème en prose, délicieusement rythmé et truffé d'images et d'allégories. C'était très agréable à lire, bien qu'un peu déroutant souvent. C'est le second Woolf que je lis après [b:Une Chambre à soi|1326190|Une Chambre à soi|Virginia Woolf|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1182773836l/1326190._SY75_.jpg|1315615], sûrement pas le dernier mais certainement pas non plus le plus facile d'accès.

Acheté pour la beauté de cette édition (Le bruit du temps), je la recommande particulièrement car les deux préfaces (par l'historienne Mona Ozouf et la traductrice Cécile Wajsbrot) sont très éclairantes sur la genèse de l’œuvre et différentes manières de l'interpréter.

3.5?
emotional reflective slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character

Really beautiful prose but challenging to understand exactly what happened at times. Kind of dragged sometimes but I still really liked it. Definitely think I need to research to understand the deeper meaning. 

For some reason, this just didn't do anything for me at all. Nothing actually seemed to grab my attention from this one, which is odd because I like most of what I've read by Woolf.

Maybe I just need to reread it when I have time to read it in a leisurely manner-- this was part of a tutorial I took when I was studying abroad at Oxford one summer, and I'm pretty sure I had to read this in about three days.
challenging dark emotional reflective sad slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: No
Loveable characters: Complicated

I think I cracked the code on 
Woolf a little bit here by deciding on a whim to read this book out loud. I would highly recommend that method of reading to others because you really get a sense of the lyricism of the novel, the flow of the words, and the vivid imagery. I especially enjoyed the first few and last few sections of this book (the middle lagged for me a bit, but that may be because I cannot relate yet to the specific trials of middle age). There were a few lines in this book and moments that were utterly exquisite to me. However on the whole, I don’t think I would call this one of my favorite novels, but that may have more to do with me than it does with Woolf. 
emotional reflective slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: Yes
Loveable characters: No
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes
challenging emotional reflective slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: Yes
Loveable characters: Complicated
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes
inspiring lighthearted sad slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven: A mix
Strong character development: No
Loveable characters: Complicated
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes

I have incredibly mixed feelings about this book. At first i thought it was really interesting story and i wanted to know more, but the more i read, the more discouraged i became. Unfortunately not my cup of tea.

The rare five star review. Woolf as much as any modernist writer is able to capture the feeling of consciousness, the particular impressionistic moment in nature, in a restaurant, on the tube. Here we have a Faulknerian changing of perspective that she plays with in To the Lighthouse and Orlando. The whole thing has to wash over you, like a Renoir; you can spend time lost in the details. The paragraphs stand alone as prose poems. It rewards slow reading, the teasing out meaning as the characters shift and age and mourn and experience the world.