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Sons and Lovers: A Semi-Autobiography

To start is the hardest part of any journey. And that is precisely how I feel about writing this review. The subject matter, the plot, the actualities within this fiction, and all the levels of emotions you encounter with this piece of art, it make is hard for me to summarize this 650+ page book within a few words. There are days when you stray from your path and encounter something or someone so beautiful, twisted, dark yet deliciously inviting that you can not afford to leave it behind. This is what I feel about this book, and D H Lawrence felt while writing this book. With words slipping out of my fingers, I can not control the emotions this novel has excited in my heart. Plot: Sons and Lovers story of Morel’s, an English family in the late 19-century. Gertrude Morel, born in a high-class business family marries a coal miner beneath her standers. She births 4 children, William, Annie, Paul, and Arthur. Sons and lovers give us the sight of the relationships Mrs. Morel...

Letter to the 15 year old that inspired me.

Before I start with all the words of praise, I have to mention the fact that I read your diary only at a much later age than it was assigned to me. In high school, my English teacher assigned this book as an option to read among others, and I did not select your diary as I believed it would not be as interesting as the story of a man who is invisible. And I am glad of the choice I made. ,16 year old me was nowhere as intelligent and wise and 14 year old you were.  In my haze of teenage emotions, which quite frankly you too had experienced, my problems of boy love, girlish gossips and peer validation were my highest priority. But now that I am at the level of emotional maturity where I try and understand the problems of the world, and take account of others suffering as well, I am glad I read your diary.  When I was reading each entry, my mind kept making conclusions and assumptions (I can't control my imaginations), about the dreams that you mentioned, the hope you had and abo...