Author: Elyssa Brezel

Distant Reading Duffy: Group 2

Group members: Nancy, Abby, Justine, Brandon, and Elyssa  In our group, using the tool of Microsearch, we noticed several trends throughout the writing of Carol Ann Duffy in her books Selling Manhattan and The World’s Wife. When closely reading, language stands out as a recurring theme in Duffy’s Selling Manhattan but seems hardly as prevalent in The World’s Wife. … Continue reading Distant Reading Duffy: Group 2 Read more →

Mapping Mrs. Dalloway: “Mouth, with Soap”

I had the chance to look at Carol Ann Duffy’s personal journals she used in her poetry writing. Specifically, I examined her drafts for “Mouth, with Soap”. For someone who only writes on the computer, I found the visible writing process really interesting. I also found it to humanize Duffy. Her notebook pages were filled … Continue reading Mapping Mrs. Dalloway: “Mouth, with Soap” Read more →

An Angry Loner

Reading Duffy’s poem “Stealing”, I imagined myself sitting in the corner of the jailhouse cafeteria from Orange is the New Black, listening to the speaker’s secrets. I was particularly taken by this speaker: her voice is chilling enough to deserve another read-through. On the surface, she appears malicious: stealing cars and guitars and breaking into houses. Yet, … Continue reading An Angry Loner Read more →

The Problem with the Popular Books

  I read Anna Karenina on my own a couple of years ago. Would I have read this classic if it lacked the (well-deserved) fanfare it posses today? No, and I probably wouldn’t have been able to find it. Reading “Graphs, Maps, and Trees”, I became intrigued by the following statement regarding the attempt to quantify … Continue reading The Problem with the Popular Books Read more →

Final Thoughts on Mrs. Dalloway

Finishing any book is grounds for reflection. For days after reading the final page of any book, I find myself returning to the characters and their stories, debating the ending. Mrs. Dalloway is no exception. While I can’t say Septimus’s suicide was a surprise, it wasn’t an easy addition either. No death is ever welcomed … Continue reading Final Thoughts on Mrs. Dalloway Read more →