“A horizontal novel, told vertically. A novel that has to be told from the outside in order to be read from within” (61).Ok, I wanna start this post just to express how confused I am with this book. Like, genuinely reading this was incredibly difficult…
“A horizontal novel, told vertically. A novel that has to be told from the outside in order to be read from within” (61).Ok, I wanna start this post just to express how confused I am with this book. Like, genuinely reading this was incredibly difficult…
THIS IS AN EARLY POST, as on my contract I chose Constance Debre’s Love Me Tender as my final read.
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In a Station of the Metro: The apparition of these faces in the crowd: Petals on a wet, black bough. – Ezra Pound
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I have listened to a podcast about people commenting on Elena Ferrante’s writing before I read this book. People said they were impressed by how honest Ferrante’s writing is. Therefore, when I was reading this book, I attempted to find clues and check if the book is really honest. The Childhood section was quite satisfying, […]
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“The subway, its multiple stops, its breakdowns, its sudden accelera- tions, its dark zones, could function as the space-time scheme for this other novel.” (58) This book is a difficult, obscure read. Even after going through it a few times to write this post, I still struggled with distinguishing who wrote which section Unlike some […]
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When I first started reading My Brilliant Friend, I thought the “brilliant friend” was Lila. She stands out as exceptionally intelligent, sharp, and fearless, someone whose brilliance seems to surpass everyone around her. Compared to her, Lenù feels more ordinary, more hardworking than gifted. But as I kept reading, I started to realize that the […]
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This was a “quiet” book. There is a quality of mutedness in the narrator’s portrayal of her life. It is as if there is always something deeper to be said but is never ultimately expressed, perhaps out of languidness, fatigue, … Continue reading &…
To start, this is definitely one of the novels that I struggled with the most this term. It had a completely different and unique take on literature. Normally, I like to write my blog post before I watch the lecture or conversation video, as a way to showcase my own perspectives when it is still […]
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“And you – Are you really called Félix Ventura?” I think this is my favourite book so far! I didn’t expect to come across a book about a guy who sells identities to people all the way from their names to intricate details of their lives. Félix Ventura- the name itself reminds me of a […]
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