The Woman Destroyed


I have been a little lazy with reading this summer. Aashish's parents have been visiting from Nepal, we have been taking Liam to puppy classes, and summer school has been keeping me busy. But every day I have tried to squeeze in at least 4-5 pages of The Woman Destroyed by Simone de Beauvoir.

Even if one is neither vain nor self-obsessed, it is so extraordinary to be oneself - exactly oneself and no one else - and so unique, that it seems natural that one should also be unique for someone else.

This book is broken into three short stories: "The Age of Descretion," "The Monologue," and "The Woman Destroyed." Each does a wonderful job of describing the inner workings of the woman whose story is being told in such a way that you can completely empathize with each of them. In one moment I was crying, the next gasping, the next angry, and the next feeling inspired. De Beauvoir's exploration of the woman's mind is remarkable. I really wish I could have read it in the original French so I could truly appreciate the rare beauty of this book

Now that I have finished this, I am very excited to delve into the next treasure I picked up at the UCB library: The Women Who Made New York by Julie Scelfo.

Until next time!