A review by bookeboy
Aspects of the Novel by E.M. Forster

3.0

I first read this over thirty years ago. I was in love with E.M. Forster's novels (still am) and went on to read his short stories and non-fiction. I have no clear memory of Aspects of the Novel from that time. I doubt I would have had a clue what he was talking about. Reading it now, having read so many of the examples he cites, I was left disappointed. It was as though Cecil, from Room with a View, had written the thing, not his creator, the writer of the impossibly sublime, Howards End. But then, I suppose E.M. Forster thought of himself as a bit of a Cecil, which was easier than admitting he was at heart a Lucy Honeychurch all along.