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01 October 2011


I have just begun Margaret Atwood's Alias Grace and her technique of including a series of quotations, poetry, letters reminds me of the early section of Mary Shelley's Frankenstein. It intrigues! It introduces a variety of viewpoints. The other day I was reading Joan Didion's On Keeping A Notebook and one line caught my eye: "How it felt to me". This seems to be what the Atwood novel is about -- and is complicated by the fact that the setting is in an asylum in the 1800's and the plot involves a crime as well as a sentence for that crime. The truth is elusive -- and how does it feel to be Grace Marks?

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