Wow-Alex-Is-Really-Lame-Time: I’m reading Ladies’ Paradise by Emile Zola, a title that sounds befitting of grocery store romance novels and trashy chick lit. At 480 pages, this one is a fairly long one, and most people would probably raise an eyebrow at this one.
At the title, you would assume that it’s just some kind of Victorian-era romance popular among the middle-aged populations. It goes a lot further than that, though; the Ladies’ Paradise is about the rise of the department store during 18th-century France. Uber-feminista MC Denise moves into town after the death of her parents and seeks out a job at rising department store The Paradise. I’m less than halfway through on this one, but it’s so far a really great read. Capitalism!
“I would rather die of passion than of boredom.” – Emile Zola, Ladies’ Paradise.
But I do realize how boring the subject matter sounds. Retail in the Victorian era, really? For those who are less inclined to dive into this one by text, the BBC mini-series is really good too. It’s on Netflix!
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In completely unrelated news, these past few days have been pretty dim for me – I’ve been going through this existential crisis. The fact that I’ve discovered the soundtrack to Tick, Tick… Boom! probably isn’t helping. It’s a musical all about how main character Jon feels as though he’s making the wrong choice by pursuing a career in the arts.
It’s basically my entire-life-fears. If you’ve got a second, listen to Boho Days from the musical. It’s by the same guy who wrote RENT, so it’s the same kind of death-of-Bohemia theme. It also talks all about how the main character is getting older and he hasn’t accomplished anything so obviously he’s a failure.
Lots of internal screaming. Lots of internal screaming.
WORD COUNT: 317.