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behemot 's review for:
A Room of One's Own
by Virginia Woolf
All throughout the book I found myself agitated without realizing that was the actual book affecting me. Didn't know why that was, because I love reading the genre and never had any problems with it whether I agreed with author's perspective or not, but Virginias really did it.
Finally, I sat down with my feelings and figured out what is bugging me.
I put on every possible perspective in my thinking process that she could've also done while writing and really couldn't find a reason for her praise, especially in this day and age.
Firstly, I didn't find the theme of the plot, just random rambling around the issue without actual progression or deduction.
Presumably, the theme is the importance of a female's privacy and any sort of education and how it is imperative for writing.
*(excluding other, more important things it may bring), ignoring the actual possibility of the work being published at that time.
There are so many threads of thought, you easily get lost, and nevertheless you end up confused because she did not have anything of importance to say. Sure, the opression is there, but I felt like she did not get the grasp of the issue, not really. To write a book on such a topic would require thorough research, not just letting your thoughts run amok.
I found that she was oblivious to the lower classes, of other races, the actual possibility of any woman of that period to posess anything, let alone a whole room. Her perspective is elitist, oblivious, and not well (if anyhow) thought out.
She did not feel for these poor women, offered any possible solution or a word of support to them, she just looked down on them thanks to her inheritance, and thus she needn't work and could go full day pitying the others and making the worst book out of the serious issue. *This is me letting it affect me personally, so I am not objective in this paragraph, but I still want it here with the rest of my review.
To add also that her writing style is trying to give philosophy/elite, but really is subpar filled with unnecessary digressions and trully diabolical comparisons - another big issue with this book.
Finally, I sat down with my feelings and figured out what is bugging me.
I put on every possible perspective in my thinking process that she could've also done while writing and really couldn't find a reason for her praise, especially in this day and age.
Firstly, I didn't find the theme of the plot, just random rambling around the issue without actual progression or deduction.
Presumably, the theme is the importance of a female's privacy and any sort of education and how it is imperative for writing.
*(excluding other, more important things it may bring), ignoring the actual possibility of the work being published at that time.
There are so many threads of thought, you easily get lost, and nevertheless you end up confused because she did not have anything of importance to say. Sure, the opression is there, but I felt like she did not get the grasp of the issue, not really. To write a book on such a topic would require thorough research, not just letting your thoughts run amok.
I found that she was oblivious to the lower classes, of other races, the actual possibility of any woman of that period to posess anything, let alone a whole room. Her perspective is elitist, oblivious, and not well (if anyhow) thought out.
She did not feel for these poor women, offered any possible solution or a word of support to them, she just looked down on them thanks to her inheritance, and thus she needn't work and could go full day pitying the others and making the worst book out of the serious issue. *This is me letting it affect me personally, so I am not objective in this paragraph, but I still want it here with the rest of my review.
To add also that her writing style is trying to give philosophy/elite, but really is subpar filled with unnecessary digressions and trully diabolical comparisons - another big issue with this book.