20th Cent Elias

      So for my second blog post, I decided I wanted to write a bit about Peter. Peter sticks out to me as the character with the most incomplete story. I feel like he hasn't been given a proper resolution. Now obviously we're only halfway into the book and it would be an odd choice on Woolf's part to wrap up all the plot lines so early, but what I mean is that if you look at all the characters' lives as of right now, they all seem like they're coming to an end of the rollercoaster. Sally found some wealthy man to marry and now lives what one can assume is a happy life up in a large mansion near Manchester. Septimus leads a life full of ptsd, suicidal thoughts, and hallucinations, with little to no obvious solutions. Rezia might be stuck with this suffering man for the rest of their lives (It would would be a sad one, but still a resolution to their story). Hugh found a wife, and as far as we know lives a pretty good life. And perhaps from an outsiders point of view...

     For my first blog post, I want to talk about how reading the Mezzanine during coronavirus has made me think about life before quarantine. Reading a book so focused on the material world, specifically the aspects of it you find in public, I've been missing the sort of day to day encounters with the objects one might come into contact with during more normal times. Since I haven't been able to leave the house recently, I haven't seen as many blow dryers, or escalators, or other things like that. Especially since these objects are found in places inaccessible to me at the moment because of the dangers they pose. While I hadn't really been thinking about escalators in the past few months, after reading this book, I've realized that I do sort of miss the constant effortless motion an escalator provides. And while they could be quite a pain, I also miss the sensation of a powerful blow dryer's pressurized air pushing my flesh off to the sides of my hands. These a...