![]() ![]() I especially got annoyed about how angry she was towards her husband who’s only crime was that he couldn’t read her mind and not magically guess why she was upset, even if he understood that she was upset. I was stuck between caring for a person, yet not condoning the things she does. I felt like she was a cousin or an old childhood friend whom I knew was at a bad place in her life. I can really empathise with the frustration of not fitting in to the society you live in, and I caught myself liking Dona. One of my problems with characters suffering from no-identity-itis is that I very quickly bond with the characters, which makes me angrier about the way the story goes. I have fallen in love with Daphne du Maurier’s writing style and needed my du Maurier fix. I practically jumped on this book right after finishing Jamaica Inn. ![]() The world would be an awfully boring place if I had all the answers. It’s fine if you don’t agree with my argument, and you are welcome to tell me what I have overlooked with this trope in the comments down below. And now, I’m going to break precedence and use this blog to vent about why this book trope needs to die. My thoughts: I didn’t like this book, at all. Her cure is traveling to a castle on the countryside and fall madly in love with a man that isn’t her husband. Columb is suffering from no-identity-itis, a malady that a lot of women suffered from who wanted to rebel by the fact that they weren’t allowed to be anything else but a mother and wife. ![]()
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