'Rebecca' by Daphne Du Maurier

Posted by Fliss | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on 09-03-2010

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I had to study this book as a text on my Twentieth Century Literature course, and if I hadn't been forced to read it, I really think Rebecca would have made it on to the small list of books that I have started and never finished.

It took me almost until the end of the book to finally identify what really annoyed me about Rebecca; initially I had thought that it was the slightly overblown narrative style, and the tautologies within the text, such as when the narrator refers to someone 'swaying on his two feet', or to her 'my two hands', as if the reader might have thought the narrator was living in a land populated by one-legged, three-armed people, and there was some clarification needed.

In the end, though, it was the singularly sappy, uninteresting narrator, and her complete stick of a husband, who really got on my nerves. I did enjoy some parts of the book, some of the description was beautiful, and the narrator becomes a little more interesting when she is not actually with her husband, but it really wasn't enough to sustain my interest all the way through the book.

Looking at the book in its contextual setting did increase my interest a little, in terms of seeing the parallels with Du Maurier's own life within the text, and the similarities between Rebecca and Jane Eyre. Still, it's not a book I would have chosen to read off my own back, and I doubt I shall ever reread it, but I also wouldn't entirely rule out reading more of Du Maurier's work in the future; I'll just be choosing much more carefully in future.

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When a Million Women Rise…

Posted by Jenny | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on 07-03-2010

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So, it's another weekend light on reading. Yesterday, I left my nice comfy sofa and my books, and took to the streets of central London with a huge number of women for the Million Women Rise march, against violence against women. From the website:

A woman’s right to live free from violence and / or the fear of violence has not been achieved. Women continue to be attacked and violated in many different ways, in our homes, on our streets, on our public transport, at our places of work. The government, the TV and newspapers do very little to address this issue; instead they often blame women for wearing the wrong clothes or being in the wrong place.


If you think this needs to change, then join us on a public demonstration to show those in power that it’s just not good enough! We need to show our mass dissatisfaction; we need to be strong together and in large numbers. Unity is strength; the voices of many are louder together than a single voice.

It was a fantastic event. I confess to being a 'march virgin', and so have no basis for comparison, but the atmosphere was tremendously positive and huge numbers of women showed up. The march route itself was great – we marched from Marble Arch, down the middle of Oxford Street/Regent Street, we marched through the middle of Piccadilly Circus and finished up in Trafalgar Square with a rally. It was wonderful being part of such a huge number of women, shouting out about violence against women, stopping traffic and making a huge noise (I totally had a whistle, and oh how I used it).
I wasn't expecting it to be as emotional an experience as I found it, but marching, shouting and chanting in unison with these thousands of other women, was exhilarating and powerful. What we were marching about is such an important message to send, and being united in the company of so many other people who support that message and are willing to shout about it felt amazing.
The rally afterwards was also great – partly because it was possible to really see just how many people were gathered for the cause! I wasn't able to stay for the whole thing, but was appreciate of the wonderful women who spoke out, using their own personal experiences as well as their knowledge and perspective, in opposition to violence against women and the structures that enable, legitimise, and minimise it. I don't want to highlight some over others, but here were the women that who spoke while I was there, and what they had to say:

Eleanor Lisney and Michelle Daley spoke about the particular issues faced by disabled women, both when they are victims of domestic violence (for instance, by their carers) and in their increased vulnerability to violence and sexual assault. It was a powerful talk, and it was brilliant to hear it. 

Cath Elliot I'd heard of before, as she writes for Comment Is Free at The Guardian, and also blogs on Liberal Conspiracy, in addition to her numerous other activities. Her words were very personal (and political), and she highlighted the support that she had from other women, and her great commitment to fighting with others to end violence.

Leila Parnian rose her voice in a fantastic shout about the oppression of women in Iran (her home country), Afghanistan, and elsewhere. She and Judith Adorkorach, a speaker from CARE International from Northern Uganda focused not just on the tremendous difficulties that these women face, but on their continued capacity to fight back. 

There were a number of other speakers and it was great to hear what they all had to say. All of them focused on the importance of people working together to fight violence against women in its many forms all over the world. And, not least, the singer Sarah Bennett used her wonderful voice to sing that message too. I'll be looking her up, as I certainly want to hear more from her.

That's not all there was to the march, but only my lone perspective from where I was on the day and what I saw and heard. It was a very special experience, and I'm very glad I was there. 

Unfortunately, I didn't take any photos, but Jess McCabe from The F Word has got a great blog up here, with links to her Flickr photos. As she points out, there are also some photos up at The Independent! I'll update with more links as time goes on, because I'd really like to have a record of this to go back to.

Whatever we wear
Wherever we go
'Yes' means 'yes' 
And 'no' means 'no'.
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Happy World Book Day!

Posted by Jenny | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on 04-03-2010

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Happy World Book Day, everybody!

After a long hard day of work (oh, alright, and a very pleasant meal with friends afterwards), I dragged my weary bones back home to be presented with my very favourite kind of present: a book!
Thanks to that funny chap what I live with, I now have a copy of Diana Wynne Jone's brand new book, Enchanted Glass, and it's even a signed copy. 

I hope you all had World Book Day delights!

Incidentally, I'm not sure why I gain so much pleasure from having signed books. Generally, it means more to me when I physically got them signed myself, after hearing the author speak (a la my Helen Dunmore and Simon Singh books) as it's associated with good memories too, but it's still quite nice owning something that feels as though it has a particular connection to the author. 
Not that I'm foolish; I'm aware that Diana Wynne Jones only was in contact with this particular book for long enough to squiggle on it before moving on to the next, but still. It makes me happy.

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