The Bell Jar - 2 of 30

Okay, I cheated. I started this book last year, but  dropped this somewhere amidst the distractions that I almost forget where I left off. Only recently did I go back to reading this after I commit to finish a challenge for this year with a colleague (I'm glad!). At chapter 9, I cannot almost put this down. I finished reading today at 5pm, finally 

Truly, reading is entertaining. 

"I fumbled in my pocketbook for the gilt compact with the mascara brush and the eyeshadow and the three lipsticks and the side mirror. The face that peered back at me seemed to be peering from the grating of a prison cell after a prolonged beating. It looked bruised and puffy and all the wrong colors. It was a face that needed soap and water and Christian tolerance." - pg. 102  

"But I wasn't sure. I wasn't sure at all. How did I know that someday - at college, in Europe, somewhere, anywhere - the bell jar, with its stifling distortions, wouldn't descend again?" -  pg. 241 

The Bell Jar - By Sylvia Plath 

It was found out that this book was all about the author's life. Sylvia Plath died in 1963 from suicide. 

Not all stories ended like fairy tales. But it will always leave with lessons.

At first, I thought "Bell Jar" is just a piece of thing.

I learn that Bell Jar means an environment in which someone is protected or cut off from the outside world.

What a heart-stopping read :O