A review by eb00kie
A Room of One's Own by Virginia Woolf

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5.0

Virginia Woolf writes like osmosis. While all writers distort reality through their respective perceptions, the narrator internalizes perpeptions like a dialysis machine, a glorification of subjectivity. 

This style of expression is overwhelming at times. The narrator follows the each resulting thought and the resulting thoughts it sets off, like an electrical impulse to and fro, across the nervous system. Alas, the theme of this essay is ostensibly "women and fiction". Retrospectively it seems nearly dishonest to disregard any of the ramnifications of Mary Seton's brownian thoughts and conclusions as uneccessary to the purpose of the essay, if truthfully we wish to pursue its theme. 

Such a general and all-encompassing theme, one can treat it with objectivity only at the end of a lifetime, if then. Is it not then more honest in practice to approach it fully subjectively and not go one step further? Where are women and fiction? Inside, outside, at the library, on the street, the fictions we grow into, the ones we create, the ones we have created, the ones created about us, beliefs, reasons - Mary Seton takes each of them into consideration.

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