Favorite Love Poems

“Still, the sun was hot. Still, one got over things. Still, life had a way of adding day to day.”

— Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway

Summer hopefuls 🍓

It's an ambitious list, so I don't know how many of them I'll manage to read till September.

But I'm up for the challenge!

Paperbacks:

• White Nights, Fëdor Dostoevskij

• Daisy Miller, Henry James

• Mr Salary, Sally Rooney

• Autobiography of Red, Anne Carson

• Women in love, D.H. Lawrence

• Moll Flanders, Daniel Defoe

• Sappho of Lesbos, Alexander Trocchi

• Lady, Thomas Tryon

• The lady of the camellias, Alexander Dumas (fils)

• Senility, Italo Svevo

• Pillars of the earth by Ken Follett or The name of the rose by Umberto Eco...if I can manage! Not both obv 😅

eBooks:

• A little larger than the entire universe, Fernando Pessoa

• The honey suckle, Gabriele D'Annunzio

• A lover's discourse, Roland Barthes (paused, need to continue this!)

• Wide Sargasso Sea, Jean Rhys

• Sonnets to Duse and other poems, Sara Teasdale

• The book of the city of ladies, Christine de Pizan

[6/100] days of productivity

I finished reading Lady Chatterley's Lover by D.H. Laurence and started adding my favourite quotes on @literarymood

made notes about a couple of interesting articles (I'll share them soon)

the weather was miserable, but I went to the bookstore just to browse and walk a bit

ate pasta with chickpeas...it was delicious!

My favourite fragment from A Room of One’s Own.

[2/100] days of productivity

Brushing up my French skills with this book by Michèle Thomasson. It is a little collection of his journal entries. I think I can manage, little by little. Low commitment, but effective.

She lay quite still, in a sort of sleep, in a sort of dream.

D.H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover

[19/100] days of productivity

Finally finished reading Babysitter by Joyce Carol Oates. Omg. So dark and intense! I'm so glad it is over. Now I've just started White Nights by Fëdor Dostoevskij. As for other stuff, I washed my black clothes and went to the grocery store. Pretty casual day.

[7/100] days of productivity

worked on my May wrap-up article for my Substack, that will be out tomorrow, read A LOT (I'm currently juggling 4 books), and rearranged my bookshelf.

Louisa May Alcott, from Little Women

January, 1933 The diary of Anaïs Nin [Volume One: 1931-1934]