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moll flanders
I’ve read a lot the last few months, and not posted much about the novels I’ve finished, but I’ll make an exception for this… and for one nonfiction book on governesses, which I’ll get to later this month. (And a few thoughtful posts on novels I wasn’t crazy about, which… well, they’ll go up eventually, I suppose, if they seem worth it when I revisit them.)
Moll Flanders was an enjoyable enough book, once I got past the way novels were written in that time, which is to say, once I got past the lack of any kind of expository description of anything. Sure, Swift does more in Gulliver’s Travels, but then, there’s more he must describe for the reader to make sense of the story, whereas Defoe, here, describes only what’s absolutely necessary, which, well… is less than we’re used to these days, and it gives the book a starkness to modern sensibilities.
15957 | 820,03/ 1646 | المكتبة الرئيسية | Available |
15958 | 820,03/ 1646 | المكتبة الرئيسية | Available |
15959 | 820,03/ 1646 | المكتبة الرئيسية | Available |
15960 | 820,03/ 1646 | المكتبة الرئيسية | Available |
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