I begin again, hopefully with a humbler tone and a more
honest approach to what I experienced, rather than writing something which simply
reinforces the criticism that comes hand in hand with the novel. Though I'm also aware it would be similarly damaging to ignore this. What I write may be banal or insightful, juvenile or academic. It may even be educational to some, at least I hope to impart some wisdom however useful it may or may not be. But really the aim
of my blog is to further engage with what I had just read, rather than to gloss
over it. Arguably the introspective agenda may be said to hark back to my previous experiment, but I'm a little older and experienced now, and I am more conscious of
what I write. I'm relying on this awareness to displace the pompous style which
plagued my last blog.
Unfortunately It may be a while until I can do this completely
independently; I have just started an MA in literature at the University of
Birmingham and so a considerable amount of what I write about will be from the
reading list and will quite possibly reek of rehashed criticism from seminars, and not really comment upon anything other than literature from 1880-1940. But hopefully not all… no, not all indeed.
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