Sunday mornings are my days of reflection, a day of rest and away from any worries of work (although admittedly they do tend to lurk in the background) and to recharge and rediscover my own self. In the latter context I thought of this book for some obscure reason.

How I acquired this book in the fir

Hard to read, but very poetic and spiritual.

Stalled out. The story begins appealingly, but gets tedious after a while.

In 1889, Marie Corelli published “Ardath: The Story of a Dead Self”. It was her fourth novel and a sequel of sorts to her first book “A Romance of Two Worlds”. Many of the weaknesses of her first three books are still evident in this one. There are the almost endless paragraphs which carry on for pa

I have mixed feelings about Ardath. It was intense, no doubt about it. But I'm having a hard time organizing my thoughts about it, so I'm just going to throw them all out, in no particular order, the good with the bad.

-The writing style is wildly florid and melodramatic.
-The author is very good at c

Sigh. I'm not sure where to start. I don't want my prejudice to bleed through too much. As a pagan, this book was difficult for me, but I will give Corelli credit, in that, she kept me reading the whole way through, and while I don't share her passion for the the Christian religion, and found myself

I realised it had been quite a few months since I'd read any Marie Corelli and I thought I should fix that. I find Marie Corelli in many ways the opposite to HG Wells, when Wells gets all philosophical and spends ages talking about how the world is and how it should be I totally love it, but when Co

This guy, a pretty famous writer in England, at the turn of the last century, was pretty uninspired. He wasn't a religious man--far from it--but he ended up at an isolated monastery, where he was a guest during some rough weather for a night. He stood by and watched vespers. He ended up talking with