A/N: Another Sarah Doughty poem – do you guys agree with it or not? 🙂
If you dare
© Sarah Doughty
A/N: This week’s post is an academic essay on Pride and Prejudice with a focus on feminism.
The iconic story of Pride and Prejudice was published in 1813, but even though it was written by Jane Austen it was not published under her name. This was because that during the beginning of the nineteenth century, it was still considered shocking and scandalous for a woman to write for money.
This meant that when a book was published under an anonymous name it was often because it was in fact written by a woman. This also held true for the rest of Austen’s published work such as Sense and Sensibility, which was also published anonymously.
Continue reading Pride and Prejudice: A Feminist Criticism
A/N: Wednesday poem by Sarah Doughty. In my mind, it’s the story of a tough break-up. What do you guys think? 🙂
I was born in limbo,
a purgatory of
but over time,
it into paradise.
© Sarah Doughty
A/N: A quick flash fiction. Not happy with the title though, so let me know if you have any ideas!
Every year Eleanor Perry divorced her husband.
It was always around the middle of May, at the stroke of noon. It was true that midnight would have been more dramatic, but she honestly didn’t feel like having to stay up.
Eleanor loved her husband almost as much as she hated him. He was infuriating in every sense of the word. It was one thing that he was always mocking her, always embarrassing her and always making her feel like a little child – all of this she could forgive.
What she couldn’t forgive was how much he loved her.
He never tried to hide it. He was as brutally honest about his love for her as he was about everything else. He seemed to think it the greatest joke of his life.
“I want a divorce,” she said as she barged into the living room, and Roger looked up with his familiar sardonic smile. He was sitting alone, smoking one of those hated Cuban cigars that made the entire living room smell for days. He had been expecting her.
Continue reading The Anniversary Game
A/N: Another beautiful micro-poem by Sarah Doughty
Today is not
to give up.
(Things I tell
A/N: A poem consisting of an eight-year-old boy’s letter to Santa.
Dear Santa, I’ve been real good this year, so please send me what I wish for as a gift,
Please dear Santa, don’t send me coal, for I’m not on the Naughty List!
I’ve been brushing my teeth twice a day, and eaten no stolen sweets.
And I’ve been a brave boy, Santa, for it is only twice that I this year have wetted my sheets.
I asked mom to turn the night lamp off, and so I lie there alone in the dark.
But I’m a brave boy now, so worry not, last week I even stood up for Mark!
He’s been teased, and he’s been pushed, and this time I said no more!
And Mark and I are best friends now, of this we together swore.
Continue reading Dear Santa…
A/N: Strong and powerful poem by Sarah Doughty!
I picked up your loose change and counted each penny,
cherishing them like they were made of gold.
© Sarah Doughty