Under the Bell Jar
For years I wanted to read The Bell Jar, the novel by Sylvia Plath. I was never brave enough, alwas banging against the same wall of fear and respect. Then, a few days ago, I have allowed myself to try.
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What an unforgettable book! So honest, simple and skillfully written. A novel about losing yourself and a painfull way of getting your confused self back again.
Beutiful picture of fig tree as a reminder of our endless possibilities that we are losing so easily trying to become everything at the same time. A metaphor for destroyed, deteriorating life of the narrator.
Not so much a life changing book, but a book that is written to enable us to recognize ourselves as women-creatures that are living under the bell jar.
