Pretty Greene Leaves 🌿 finished reading To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf (Vintage Voyages)
Sadly, this turned out to be rather like Dune, in that it is a monumental classic of it's genre, and it does absolutely nothing for me because the book spends too much of its time on the internal thoughts of characters. In the case of To the Lighthouse, there was also the fact that very little actually happened. I don't mind a book where relatively little happens, but I think the risk of placing so much emphasis on the thoughts of the characters is that the reader, me in this case, just doesn't find them relatable. I truly couldn't imagine living in a world with so much leisure time that I could just sit around thinking about so much of so little consequence. And in the timeline of events in the book, those thoughts must have been truly frenetic.
I can see why the book is considered a feminist …
Sadly, this turned out to be rather like Dune, in that it is a monumental classic of it's genre, and it does absolutely nothing for me because the book spends too much of its time on the internal thoughts of characters. In the case of To the Lighthouse, there was also the fact that very little actually happened. I don't mind a book where relatively little happens, but I think the risk of placing so much emphasis on the thoughts of the characters is that the reader, me in this case, just doesn't find them relatable. I truly couldn't imagine living in a world with so much leisure time that I could just sit around thinking about so much of so little consequence. And in the timeline of events in the book, those thoughts must have been truly frenetic.
I can see why the book is considered a feminist classic. Some of the few interesting bits involved the way women were thinking about the men in their lives, and the effort they felt compelled to exert managing the delicate feelings of men.
















