Right from the beginning that is a sense of significance in the seemingly trivial, like the falling of rain, and a glimmer of existential beauty to be found in repetition, exhaustion, and freedom from logic. If inexplicitness was a literary principle, …
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Hi, everyone! After finishing the book The Shrouded
Woman by María Luisa Bombal, a question came to
my mind – why does Ana Maria care so much about her image after death?
She cares about her embroidered sheets, perfumed
with lavender. She also fo…
Posted in Blogs | Tagged with María Luisa Bombal
Hi, everyone! After finishing the book The Shrouded
Woman by María Luisa Bombal, a question came to
my mind – why does Ana Maria care so much about her image after death?
She cares about her embroidered sheets, perfumed
with lavender. She also fo…
Posted in Blogs | Tagged with María Luisa Bombal
The book we read this week is The Shrouded Woman, written by Maria Luisa Bombal. I used to think death is the end, that everything stops when a person dies. But from this book, I feel how an individual is constructed through a network of emotional bonds that may or may not vanish after they […]
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I’ll start with saying that reading this was way better than the last book which genuinely made me question if I was dumb. André starts the book by asking, “who am I?” Honestly, mood. But instead of taking a nap or getting a hobby, he decides that the only way to find himself is to […]
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Mnemosyne, one must admit, has shown herself to be a very careless girl.
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If I’m being 100 percent honest, this book was a harder read than I expected. I don’t know if it’s because I haven’t sat down and read a proper book in a while or if the pacing was extremely slow. I found myself constantly constantly staring at the same paragraph for 15 minutes, restarting it […]
I personally had a blast reading Nadja, a peek into the mind of someone very eccentric but on the verge of being mentally unhinged. To be honest however, the pacing is awfully slow, it’s a type of atmospheric writing that requires patience but a manner of reading that doesn’t take the story seriously, but still […]
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Hi again blog :)) Thank the heavens this week the reading had normal lenght sentences (looking at you, Combray). I absolutely adored reading Mad Toy. The pacing of the story was amazing, and I really felt as if I was looking at snapshots of Silvio’s life. I thought I would feel the gaps in the […]
