I think I am done for awhile on the whole Flaubert kick. Sorry Julian Barnes. When I was in high school I had a huge obsession with a girl who mostly liked me back but also had a boyfriend. In study hall she would read Madame Bovary in French and pass me notes from it. It’s weird because a combination of this weird history of it and it’s reputation as smut (in that it was banned publicly etc) I got the impression it was basically Tropic of […]
If you have sex, you will get pregnant and you will die
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a Victorian-era woman who gets her hoe on will get her divine comeuppance. 19th century literature is like an 80s horror movie-you have sex, you die. It doesn’t matter if the woman is cheating on her husband, or straight-up raped by her boss-extramarital hanky-panky must be punished. I decide to combine my reviews of Madame Bovary and Tess of D’Urbervilles, rather than spending two reviews covering a lot of the same ground. *spoilers for some really old books* […]

