My son caught Minou reading Susan Glaspell’s Fidelity with me as we waited for dinner to finish roasting.
So many thoughts about this novel, especially in light of Book Snob’s post on To Bed With Grand Music.
Is there ever a point where having an affair can be excused? At what point do those who judge overlook their own faults? Is there a difference between one who sleeps with her married lover because their passion is consuming, and one who sleeps with many because she is unfulfilled with her life?
As these thoughts swirl through my mind, and I complete this novel, I hope to have a review of Fidelity up by the end of the evening. The end, sadly, of Persephone Reading Weekend.