I'm gonna throw it out there: Virginia Woolf was hot. I'm not talking just good looking, she was smokin'. (one need only notice how I pulled off the "g" and supplemented it with an apostrophe to see how serious I am).
Wasn't she suicidal you may say? Yeah, maybe, but aren't the good looking ones always crazy?
In this 2010 year, I nominate Virginia Woolf for hottest literary giant to date. Feel free to comment.
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You know what, Josh, I've got to hand it to you. I tried really hard to find someone, but the closest I could come would be J.K. Rowling and Sylvia Plath.
The problem, Peter, is that neither Rowling nor Plath can be said to be literary giants. (At least, not anywhere near to the same extent that Woolf is.)
I looked around, too. At first, I thought to look at Jane Austen, but I was sorely disappointed. Then I looked into the Bronte sisters, but they ranged from 'ugh' to 'meh.' Then I tried some less formidable literatrices and found disappointment in both Dorothy Wordsworth and Flannery O'Connor. Finally, though, I found a true contender:
Mary Shelley.
What do you guys think?
Oh man I miss Joshua Mahan
The Bronte sisters were triplets. TRIPLETS.
You are all hilarious and charming. I'm a graduate from Hillsdale College and a friend of Davey Talbot. Who are you all, anyhow?
Women tend to be more stunning in their youth. I propose Dorothy Sayers.
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