Book one of Backlog Busting 2019 was picked for it’s size, if I am entirely, perfectly and honestly honest. Also, because I’ve been meaning to read Virginia Woolf for years now – since I heard about her in school… but I never really got round to it. I figured that A Room of Ones Own is an essay, not a story, and it is also like 130 pages long in the Penguins Essays series.
Title: A Room of Ones Own
Author: Virginia Woolf
I think the best word I can use to describe how I feel about A Room of Ones Own is that I appreciated it – enjoy is definitely not the right word, and I had to think about it and re-read sections (my own fault for watching the Women’s World Cup at the same time – would not recommend…) but when I got to the end I felt like I understood what the message was (no wonder there weren’t many female writers in history, when would they have been able to?) and I felt like I had learnt something. Which I presume is the aim, it was a speech/essay after all. I felt like I had accomplished something when I finished. it was really rather satisfying. It did take me like, three days, to read all 130 pages though.
I wouldn’t say this was a fun read. If you’re here for something easy and lighthearted then (surprise!) this is really not the book you should be picking up. But, I am very glad I read it. I am glad that I am able to tick this off and I think this is one I’d like to read again in a few years, to see if I take anything else away from it.
I’ve actually been preparing to finish at work this past week, dressing up and all sorts, so my reading time has been virtually zilch. I am hoping to read a lot more over the coming weeks, alongside all my preparations for New Zealand (!).