Author: Caroline Adams

I wanted to start this blog post off by saying that this class has taught me a countless amount of valuable lessons about engaging with the literature that I am consuming. Every single assignment that we have done this semester has provided insight and further understanding about patterns and themes that I never would have… Read more » Read more →

In middle school, I remember reading “Hills Like White Elephants” for the first time. What I remember from my first reading of it was that I simply had no idea what was going on for the entirety of the story. I also remember my teacher explaining that the story was about abortion, and I certainly… Read more » Read more →

I planned on beginning to read House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski last night. However, I did not know what the book was about, and many reviews gave me the impression that it was a horror story. I decided that it would be best to read the book not in the darkness, but in… Read more » Read more →

This classification of poetry as a sort of communication, as blogged about in my previous post, is distinct both when comparing it to the contents of Selling Manhattan and to those of The World’s Wife. The work that was compiled from the direct and nearly unaltered drafts to create Selling Manhattan, seemed to be a… Read more » Read more →

Before visiting MARBL to do research on Carol Ann Duffy’s manuscripts, I had never done research with the MARBL collections.  Upon opening the lid of Carol Ann Duffy’s eighth box of her manuscript collection, I was blown away by the fact that all of these notebooks, adorned with coffee stains and ripped corners, brought Duffy… Read more » Read more →

Last semester, I took a class in Greek Mythology. I loved the stories and the intricacies in the way that the Greeks attributed every part of their daily lives to some sort of myth about a hero, a god or a goddess. Thus, the first poem that caught my eye on the Google spreadsheet was the… Read more » Read more →

I chose to analyze the poem, “Miles Away,” for the way I felt that it in some ways contrasted and in other ways somewhat neatly tied off the narrative of Carol Ann Duffy’s, Selling Manhattan. I say this because many of the poems in this collection have to do with the idea of language and… Read more » Read more →

From the beginning of the novel, readers are introduced to a set of characters who, in order to make sense and worth of their own lives, construct self-benefitting meaning out of hollow images and events. One can see this practice as being one of self-preservation. At the start of the novel, when a car passes… Read more » Read more →

  The first time I read a Virginia Woolf novel, I was a senior in High School, suffering severely from senioritis. I was practically bed ridden. And Virginia Woolf was not helping me. We were reading To The Lighthouse and I remember almost nothing about it except for nodding in and out of sleep and something … Continue reading Virginia Woolf and The Art of The Pixelated Portrait Read more →