Website review: Gilman, The Yellow Wallpaper
jellygirl discovered this in Literature
•5 reviews since Nov 7, 2004
literature, short-story
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lorienlight rated 3 months ago- Possibly the best short story ever written? Fascinating, skilfully written and surprisingly creepy - well worth a read if you get a spare few minutes.
- littlelight rated 9 months ago
- I love this story:)
- eriquilla rated 10 months ago
- This is my favorite short story! Thanks to whomever found it.
- redneckdriver rated 15 months ago
- Charlotte Perkins Gilman The Yellow Wallpaper (1899) "It is seldom that mere ordinary people like John and myself secure ancestral halls for the summer. A colonial mansion, a heriditary estate, I would say a haunted house, and reach the height of romantic felicity--but that would be asking too much of fate! Still I will proudly declare that there is something queer about it. Else, why should it be let so cheaply? And why have stood so long untenanted?" Also from http://slipped.stumbleupon.com/
- slipped rated 16 months ago
- From the page: It is very seldom that mere ordinary people like John and myself secure ancestral halls for the summer. A colonial mansion, a hereditary estate, I would say a haunted house, and reach the height of romantic felicity--but that would be asking too much of fate! Still I will proudly declare that there is something queer about it. Else, why should it be let so cheaply? And why have stood so long untenanted? John laughs at me, of course, but one expects that in marriage. John is practical in the extreme. He has no patience with faith, an intense horror of superstition, and he scoffs openly at any talk of things not to be felt and seen and put down in figures. John is a physician, and perhaps--(I would not say it to a living soul, of course, but this is dead paper and a great relief to my mind)--perhaps that is one reason I do not get well faster. You see he does not believe I am sick! And what can one do?
