If you have read my previous posts you will know that when clearing my father's loft we found a large collection of books. Some have been donated to Oxfam, some have been dumped in the public recycling skip, two collectables have now been sold, for £27, and as a voracious reader who now has time to spare I'm reading my way through what remains. I'm embarrassed to admit that until I came across a copy of A Room With a View I had never read any E.M.Forster - an oversight that I am now correcting. I've ordered a biography from the public library and will shortly start to read some of his other novels. As you know, several of his books have been made into films, including A Passage to India and Howards End. What I enjoyed most about A Room With a View was the literary irony. In many respects the novel reminded me of Jane Austen, giving a witty glimpse into contemporary society - albeit early 20th Century as opposed to Jane's late 18th century offerings. Like Austen, Forster's writing interests include class division and gender.
Saturday, 11 July 2015
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P.S. I also found a small collection of classics which I am planning to read/re-read. Currently my book at bedtime is A Room With A View by E.M. Forster, which I highly recommend if you haven't yet read it. Wonderfully ironic and witty!