"Since published in 1931, waves has been considered one of the major works of twentieth century fiction, both original and hypnotic beauty of his prose and by the perfection of his revolutionary technique and, over the years, its influence on contemporary literature has been widening.
The novel develops, the rhythm of the waves breaking on the beach, six interior monologues, like a tapestry at every moment and unraveled fabric, made the kaleidoscopic account of the lives of six characters from childhood to old age.
masterpiece of narrative of Virginia Woolf, waves is already a timeless classic to be read with us over the years as the memory of a distant and unique summer happy. "Lumen, 2010.
No Virginia Woolf's book is easy reading . She was devoted to experiment with his writing and broke with the classical structure of the novel.
In waves, use interior monologue, with the addition of six characters from different stages of his life.
Each chapter is preceded by a description of the beach, seen at different times of day. Dawn, noon, afternoon and evening. Every moment is equivalent to stages of the lives of his characters.
Through its inner dialogues look at the relation that unites them, the feelings, perceptions of one another. In some passages, these thoughts are intertwined in "mental dialogue" because in reality there is no dialogue in the book, only ideas narrated in a highly poetic.
"On the Soul is a soft and shiny pearly shell, against which the feelings pecking in vain" ; think Bernard, when the sun has sunk at sea and reflecting in the twilight of his life.
As in other books on Woolf, the obsession with death and suicide is present.
Louis, Neville, Jinny, Susan, Rhoda and Bernard, will be marked with the early death of Percival and Rhoda, suicide found in the exhaust he craved.
"Nothing touched. I see nothing. We sink into a decline and posarnos on the waves. The sea darkened the white petals. Floated for a moment and sink. I balance on the wave and push me to the bottom." Rhoda's thinking seems to merge with the writer to end their life on the river Ouse.
And, to the pain of loss, Bernard, reflects beautifully "Some go to the priests, I come to my friends and my own heart and seek among phrases and fragments something that is not already broken ..."
A book that can not be categorized by genre, beautifully written and with great poetry.
I say goodbye, announcing that I join the challenge of the 50 books. We'll see if I get to the goal.
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