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Publié par | Everest Media LLC |
Date de parution | 31 juillet 2022 |
Nombre de lectures | 0 |
EAN13 | 9798822556300 |
Langue | English |
Poids de l'ouvrage | 1 Mo |
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Insights on Jeanette Winterson's Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?
Contents Insights from Chapter 1 Insights from Chapter 2 Insights from Chapter 3 Insights from Chapter 4 Insights from Chapter 5 Insights from Chapter 6 Insights from Chapter 7 Insights from Chapter 8 Insights from Chapter 9 Insights from Chapter 10 Insights from Chapter 11 Insights from Chapter 12 Insights from Chapter 13 Insights from Chapter 14 Insights from Chapter 15 Insights from Chapter 16 Insights from Chapter 17
Insights from Chapter 1
#1
I had to live out some of my mother’s unlived life. She was a flamboyant depressive who kept a revolver in the duster drawer and the bullets in a tin of Pledge. She was alive when my first novel, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit, was published in 1985.
#2
I was trying to get away from the received idea that women always write about experience while men write about broad and bold experiments with form. I was angry that writers were sex-crazed bohemians who broke the rules.
#3
I wrote the cover story of myself being a misfit, so that I could escape the pain of being alone. I spent most of my school years sitting on the railings outside the school gates, so I could be seen and not liked.
#4
I had no idea how to love or trust another person, and I thought that love was loss. I believed that the world was unfair and out of control, and that we can only control what we can see.
#5
Mrs. Winterson was a medium who held seances in the front room of the house. My mother was extremely religious, but she believed in spirits, and it made her very angry that Grandad’s girlfriend was a medium.