Psychoanalytic psychotherapist Juliet Rosenfeld published her meditation, as her publicist so aptly describes it, on her own journey from an intellectual understanding to a deep, personal grasp of Freud’s distinction between harrowing grief and the gentler sorrow of mourning in February – when today’s equivalent of Spanish flu had begun to throw wives, husbands, children, lovers across the globe into states of emotion they may never fully process.
P W Bridgman confesses himself pleasantly surprised by an unorthodox combination of poetry collection and murder mystery: he promises however that his review contains no spoilers.
The over-arching title of this eight-volume novel brings to mind the Rougon-Macquart. The comparison is apposite because while Zola structures his series around his faith in biological determinism, Dent’s novel dismisses it as a delusion.
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As a half French, half American individual, I give in to a pastime common to double nationals, which consists of regularly comparing both countries of origin.