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the bell jar
(plath)
★★★★ ½
finally relieved from the embarrassment of never having read this. my favourite similes:
"he kept staring at her the way people stare at the great white macaw in the zoo, waiting for it to say something human."
"I sat cross-legged on one of the beds and tried to look devout and impassive like some businessman I once saw watching an Algerian belly-dancer."
"Her head drooped forward into the puddle, the wisps of her blonde hair dabbling in it like tree roots in a bog."
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