The Bell Jar

Sylvia Plath s shocking, realistic, and intensely emotional novel about a woman falling into the grip of insanity Esther Greenwood is brilliant, beautiful, enormously talented, and successful, but slowly going under maybe for the last time In her acclaimed and enduring masterwork, Sylvia Plath brilliantly draws the reader into Esther s breakdown with such intensity that her insanity becomes palpably real, even rational as accessible an experience as going to the movies A deep penetration into the darkest and most harrowing corners of the human psyche, The Bell Jar is an extraordinary accomplishment and a haunting American classic. Free Download Books The Bell Jar Author Sylvia Plath – kino-fada.fr There are many who have read The Bell Jar and absolutely loved it I am gladly considering myself one of them I was a little caught of guard when I read a few reviews of The Bell Jar comparing it to The Catcher in the Rye stating how it s the female version of it I liked Catcher but I know there are many people who didn t and upon hearing that may be similar to Catcher not have the desire to read it I assure you, The Bell Jar is a book all on it s own and should not be compared to any other b There are many who have read The Bell Jar and absolutely loved it I am gladly considering myself one of them I was a little caught of guard when I read a few reviews of The Bell Jar comparing it to The Catcher in the Ry...I feel like I owe Sylvia Plath an apology This is a book I actively avoided for years because so many people namely female classmates who wanted to be perceived as painfully different or terminally misunderstood or on the verge of absolutely losing their teenage shit lauded the virtues of this book and how it, like, so totally spoke to them in places they didn t even know they had ears My own overly judgmental high school self could not accept even the remote possibility of actual merit lurk I feel like I owe Sylvia Plath an apology This is a book I actively avoided for years because so many people namely female classmates who wanted to be perceived as painfully different or terminally misunderstood or on the verge of absolutely losing their teenage shit lauded the virtues of this book and how it, like, so totally spoke to them in places they didn t even know they had ears My own overly judgmental high school self could not accept even the remote possibility of actual merit lurking between the covers of something that such bland, faux distraught ninnies clung to like a life raft.I should probably also apologize for referring to every pair of oven mitts I ve ever owned as a pair of Sylvias but I think the lady scribe in question was too mired in real problems to care al...there once was a girl from the bay statewho tried to read finnegan s wake.it made her so ill,she took loads of pills.james joyce has that knack to frustrate.There is this scene in Chapter 10 of The Bell Jar where Esther Greenwood decides to write a novelMy heroine would be myself, only in disguise She would be called Elaine Elaine I counted the letters on my fingers There were six letters in Esther, too It seemed a lucky thingI cannot help wondering, is that what Sylvia Plath thought when she wrote The Bell Jar Did she, like Esther, sit on a breezeway in an old nightgown waiting for something to happen Is that why she chose the name Est There is this scene in Chapter 10 of The Bell Jar where Esther Greenwood decides to write a novelMy heroine would be myself, only in disguise She would be called Elaine Elaine I counted the letters on my fingers There were six letters in Esther, too It seemed a lucky thingI cannot help wondering, is that what Sylvia Plath thought when she wrote The Bell Jar Did she, like Esther, sit on a breezeway in an old nightgown waiting for something to happen Is that why she chose the name Esther 6 letters just like in Sylvia For luck It s impossible to read The Bell Jar and not be affected, knowing what happened to Plath I mean, it s everywhere She is everywhere All of Esther s musings are Plath s own It s eerie There s hardly any comfort even when Esther is freed from the bell jar on the contrary, it s a brutal reminder that this book is ultimately, part fiction.Plath s poetic prowess shows through her writing especially the descriptions They are ...Everything she said was like a secret voice speaking straight out of my own bones.A light at the end of a tunnel May be A flicker of hope Perhaps A cloud with a silver lining Possibly Eventually it s the doubt that remains a constant companion while one is busy gathering shreds of a life which apparently turns into something unexpected, something frail, something blurred, something sour, something like sitting under a Bell Jar. There are no promises to keep and no expectations to be fulfiEverything she said was like a secret voice speaking straight out of my own bones.A light at the end of a tunnel May be A flicker of hope Perhaps A cloud with a silver lining Possibly Eventually it s the doubt that remains a constant companion while one is busy gathering shreds of a life which apparently turns into something unexpected, something frail, something blurred, something sour, something like sitting under a Bell Jar. There are no promises to keep and no expectations to be fulfilled except a small desire survives somewhere, a desire wishing for wings of freedom to gather their strength again to soar high in the sky and letting the old brag of heart to leap out and declare in a booming voice I am, I am, I am.Another book, another writer and another winner I simply loved The Bell Jar I approached it weighing under the burden of my hollow prejudices and exp...I ve never shied away from depressing material, but there s a difference between the tone serving the story, and a relentlessly depressing work that goes entirely nowhere I know it can be viewed as a glimpse into Plath s mind, but I would rather do a lot of things, some quite painful, than read this...It s weird how dated books often get remembered for completely different reasons than the author could ve possibly intended I doubt Sylvia Plath thought to herself, This semi autobiographical novel will be a poignant look into my adolescence once I attain a cult following for sticking my head in an oven Or, I hope my book becomes regarded as a seminal work of postwar ennui and oppressive gender roles In The Savage God, A Alvarez says Sylvia spoke of The Bell Jar with some embarrassment It s weird how dated books often get remembered for completely different reasons than the author could ve possibly intended I doubt Sylvia Plath thought to herself, This semi autobiographical novel will be a poignant look into my adolescence once I attain a cult following for sticking my head in an oven Or, I hope my book becomes regarded as a seminal work of postwar ennui and oppressive gender roles In The Savage God, A Alvarez says Sylvia spoke of The Bell Jar with some embarrassment as an autobiographical apprentice work which she had to write in order to free herself from the past I can forgive her for being so severe on herself When you re writing the poems that later become Ariel, it s hard not to consider everything you ve written before a steaming pile of crap But there s an element of truth to her self criticism.I give it three stars on its own merits The woman clearly knew how to write, and...My dad went mad in the early seventies when my mom filed for divorce and took up with another man after 12 yrs of marriage He ended up in a place called Glenn Eden here in Michigan and went through a dozen orelectric shock treatments, I remember visiting him through a window from outside the place He eventually recovered and remarried, led a normal life, but this book was kind of frightening to me, remembering that time, the atmosphere of such a place, and the stigma of mental illness.I My dad went mad in the early seventies when my mom filed for divorce and took up with another man after 12 yrs of marriage He ended up in a place called Glenn Eden here in Michigan and went through a dozen orelectric shock treatments, I remember visiting him through a window from outside the place He eventually recovered and rem...1963 1963 D I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us If the book we are reading doesn t wake us up with a blow on the head, what are we reading it for we need the books that affect us like a disaster, that grieve us deeply, like the death of someone we lovedthan ourselves, like being banished into forests far from everyone, like a suicide A book must be the axe for the frozen sea inside us. Franz Kafka January 27, 1904 I saw my life branching out before me like th I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us If the book we are reading doesn t wake us up with a blow on the head, what are we reading it for we need the books that affect us like a disaster, that grieve us deeply, like the death of someone we lovedthan ourselves, like being banished into forests far from everyone, like a suicide A book must be the axe for the frozen sea inside us. Franz Kafka January 27, 1904 I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked One fig was a husband and a happy home and ...

• English
• 07 May 2018
Sylvia Plath
• Paperback
• 244 pages
• 0061148512
• Sylvia Plath
• The Bell Jar