How to inaugurate the blog? I wondered. One of the circumstances that pushed me to create it was my enthusiasm towards literature. Books were always a passion of mine but, for some reason, after finishing high school I did not read as much as I used to before. However, these last two years of studying British works properly have awakened that fire again (thank you, Shakespeare). I had serious doubts regarding whether my knowledge and my writing skills would be sufficient for the task, but this morning I received the grade for an essay about Wuthering Heights and, well, let’s say that an A+ encourages anyone. Although I did want to share it from the very beginning (since my Twitter timeline has been hearing about the goddamn essay nonstop for weeks), it makes me feel somewhat self-conscious. This is the first and only essay I have ever written. I seriously doubt it is good enough as to receive such a high grade, but I poured a lot of effort into it (and re-wrote it at least fifteen times), so I would like to thing it is rather decent.
Before you continue reading, it would be wise for me explain that this story touched me in a very personal (even incomprehensible) way, as you will be able to read in a review about the book in another post. The original premise for the essay was to somehow condemn Heathcliff’s blind vengeance but, as I reached the end of the book and started writing the first draft for the assignment, my animosity turned into downright empathy and the theme of the essay turned into a deep exploration of the protagonist’s emotions and intentions – and of his love for Catherine. The full explanation behind my personal view will be found in the future review, anyway.
I would like to remind the readers that you can’t in any way plagiarise my work. If that happens, I will find out and the consequences won’t be pretty. (Read that with Liam Neeson’s voice.)
Without further ado, here you go:
(Beware sensitive people: tons of feelings and spoilers.)