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The Yellow Wallpaper (Book Center)
The Yellow Wallpaper (Book Center)
The Yellow Wallpaper (Book Center)
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The Yellow Wallpaper is a fascinating portrayal of a woman's descent into psychosis through being confined 'for her own good' by her well-meaning husband to cure her of mild hysteria. It's an absolutely mesmerizing short story that draws the reader deep into the disturbed mind of the narrator to the point of sharing her distorted view of the world. Despite being a prolific writer throughout her lifetime, it is this short story for which Charlotte Perkins Gilman is best known and the tale remains as vivid and immediate today as it was upon first publication over a century ago.
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Release dateMay 8, 2017
ISBN9782377871223
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Charlotte Perkins Gilman

Charlotte Perkins Gilman (1860-1935), author of the celebrated short story "The Yellow Wallpaper," is regarded by many as a leading intellectual in the women's movement in the United States during the first two decades of the twentieth century. Michael Kimmel is Distinguished Professor of Sociology at SUNY, Stony Brook, and the author of Manhood in America: A Cultural History. Amy Aronson is a professor of Journalism and Media Studies at Fordham University.

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    The Yellow Wallpaper

    Charlotte Perkins Gilman

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    The Yellow Wallpaper

    It is very seldom that mere ordinary people like John and myself secure ancestral halls for the summer.

    A colonial mansion, a hereditary estate, I would say a haunted house, and reach the height of romantic felicity—but that would be asking too much of fate!

    Still I will proudly declare that there is something queer about it.

    Else, why should it be let so cheaply? And why have stood so long untenanted?

    John laughs at me, of course, but one expects that in marriage.

    John is practical in the extreme. He has no patience with faith, an intense horror of superstition, and he scoffs openly at any talk of things not to be felt and seen and put down in figures.

    John is a physician, and PERHAPS—(I would not say it to a living soul, of course, but this is dead paper and a great relief to my mind)—PERHAPS that is one reason I do not get well faster.

    You see he does not believe I am sick!

    And what can one do?

    If a physician of high standing, and one's own husband, assures friends and relatives that there is really nothing the matter with one but temporary nervous depression—a slight hysterical tendency—what is one to do?

    My brother is also a physician, and also of high standing, and he says the same thing.

    So I take phosphates or phosphites—whichever it is, and tonics, and journeys, and air, and exercise, and am absolutely forbidden to work until I am well again.

    Personally, I disagree with their ideas.

    Personally, I believe that congenial work, with excitement and change, would do me good.

    But

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