

"...Because wherever I sat– on the deck of a ship or at a street cafe in Paris or Bangkok– I would be sitting under the same glass bell jar, stewing in my own sour air.”
I find it difficult to review this book. While it's objectively a beautifully-written modern classic, it's not the kind of good you feel good reading. I find the subject matter it discusses meant I needed to take long breaks in between finishing the book. Read it if you’re doing well mentally but if you’re not, skip it.
Esther is a complex main characters with ideas well ahead of her time. Her fierce intellect and ideals only made her conditions more tragic. It made me especially sad to know that although Esther survives her attempts and the book ended on a brighter note, Sylvia Plath herself ultimately was not able to recover from her illness.
"...Because wherever I sat– on the deck of a ship or at a street cafe in Paris or Bangkok– I would be sitting under the same glass bell jar, stewing in my own sour air.”
I find it difficult to review this book. While it's objectively a beautifully-written modern classic, it's not the kind of good you feel good reading. I find the subject matter it discusses meant I needed to take long breaks in between finishing the book. Read it if you’re doing well mentally but if you’re not, skip it.
Esther is a complex main characters with ideas well ahead of her time. Her fierce intellect and ideals only made her conditions more tragic. It made me especially sad to know that although Esther survives her attempts and the book ended on a brighter note, Sylvia Plath herself ultimately was not able to recover from her illness.