First thought on this book was omg it’s only 100 pages. Two pages in… these are going to be the longest 100 pages of writing I’ve ever read. But I made my roommate read a page and she said she liked it so maybe I’m uncultured. It’s making my head hurt. Wow, I just finished […]
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I don’t think I’ve ever read a book quite like The Hour of the Star. It’s not just the story itself that feels different, it’s the way it’s told. Half the time I forgot about the plot because Rodrigo, the narrator, keeps interrupting to talk about writing, about poverty, about whether he even has the […]
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I have to say that this has been my favourite book so far. I loved everything about it, from the engaging writing style to the mysterious nature of the author, and each page left me more eager to go on. It really seems like the overarching theme of this novel is the “unknown,” since there […]
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In the dedication by the author (actually Clarice Lispector), she wrote: “And—and don’t forget that the structure of the atom cannot be seen but is nonetheless known.” This poetic sentence seems to demonstrate a theme of the book where the narrator attempts to capture the unseen and unexperienced. “And my duty, however artlessly, to reveal […]
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“Ah if only I could grab Macabea, give her a good bath, a plate of hot soup, a kiss on the forehead as I tucked her into bed. And cause her to wake up and find simply the great luxury of living.” (50) That was the most interesting introduction I have read so far in […]
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When I started reading this book, I was lost. I wasn’t quite sure what to make of it. It really took me a while to understand the mix of dialogue between the author and the story. Even the name Macabea is undefined, written by the author as she is writ…
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When I started reading this book, I was lost. I wasn’t quite sure what to make of it. It really took me a while to understand the mix of dialogue between the author and the story. Even the name Macabea is undefined, written by the author as she is writ…
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I’m not really sure of what I just read. Is that the point? Maybe. From the very first page, this novel had felt different from anything else I have read in this course. It starts off with a drawn out introduction and I was kind of just thrown off, but also very intrigued? … I […]
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Now that I have finished this novel, I noticed that it starts with “all the world began with a yes” (3) and the last word is also “yes” (77). Overall, I thought this book was interesting in that the author also seems to be a character himself. He knows his goal for writing is to […]
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Macabéa, ridiculed, bullied, deemed irrelevant. She “wasn’t an idiot but she had the pure happiness of idiots” (60). She “got up early in order to have more time to do nothing” (26). She “didn’t know what she was just as a dog doesn’t know it’s dog” (19). She was “a hair in the soup [that] […]
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