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The Bell Jar Sylvia Plath
This cover received quite a bit of negative attention when it was released earlier this year, and for good reason. The Bell Jar
is already a novel that is frequently dismissed (even by some fans of Plath's poetry!) as being navel-gazing and only appropriate for fourteen-year-old girls, and this cover just confirms all the worst (and inaccurate) stereotypes of the book. I love The Bell Jar
and not because it was an important book to me in high school (though it was) but because it's an important book to me as an adult. It's important to me as a writer who lives in New York, as a person who wants things—sometimes mutually exclusive things—and as a woman who doesn't like being reduced to a simplistic idea of what being a woman means. And that's why this cover is so awful—it's reductive and misses the point, the many
points, of Plath's book. And also? The color scheme is atrocious. The worst.
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