Vanessa and Her Sister by Priya Parmar
OK. I'm going to fess up right off the bat. I didn't finish this book. The counter on my Kindle said 51%. For me not to finish a book, even if I dislike it, is an extremely rare occurrence. I like to see things through to the end no matter the cost. But in this case I just couldn't.
Vanessa and Her Sister is the story of Vanessa Bell and her sister, Virginia Woolf. These are two creative and talented women who lived at the turn of the twentieth century. One paints, the other writes. They were part of a larger creative group called the Bloomsbury Set who all believed in the importance of the arts. People after my own heart, don't you think?
I should have liked these people. I'm fascinated by creative types of all kinds. However, this book was written in a diary format. Pretty much Vanessa wrote about trying to paint during the day, getting ready for the Thursday night group to arrive, never being able to tell the housekeeper how many might be coming, and flopping into bed around 3 am. The same routine became documented over and over. Then she came up with the Friday night gathering. Nothing much happened on Thursday and Friday was more of the same. I tired of it.
I gave Vanessa and Her Sister my best shot. But it just wasn't for me. I had to let it go and move on.
OK. I'm going to fess up right off the bat. I didn't finish this book. The counter on my Kindle said 51%. For me not to finish a book, even if I dislike it, is an extremely rare occurrence. I like to see things through to the end no matter the cost. But in this case I just couldn't.
Vanessa and Her Sister is the story of Vanessa Bell and her sister, Virginia Woolf. These are two creative and talented women who lived at the turn of the twentieth century. One paints, the other writes. They were part of a larger creative group called the Bloomsbury Set who all believed in the importance of the arts. People after my own heart, don't you think?
I should have liked these people. I'm fascinated by creative types of all kinds. However, this book was written in a diary format. Pretty much Vanessa wrote about trying to paint during the day, getting ready for the Thursday night group to arrive, never being able to tell the housekeeper how many might be coming, and flopping into bed around 3 am. The same routine became documented over and over. Then she came up with the Friday night gathering. Nothing much happened on Thursday and Friday was more of the same. I tired of it.
I gave Vanessa and Her Sister my best shot. But it just wasn't for me. I had to let it go and move on.
No comments:
Post a Comment