A horizontal novel, told vertically. A novel that has to be told from the outside in order to be read from within. I thought a lot about what this could have meant. Although I may not have fully deciphered it, I thought this sentence summarised the structure of this novel beautifully. The book made me question a lot of things;…
Posted in Blogs, Luiselli | Tagged with confused, liked, memories, motherhood, Multiplicity, Unhappiness, youth
Hi there, I’m back! For this week’s read “The book of Chameleons”, José Eduardo Agualusa creates an interesting take on identity, memory, and the nature of truth (which honestly should be pretty self explanatory with the name I guess). blending a built upon sense of identity with historical and political insight, Agualusa takes us […]
Posted in Agualusa, Blogs | Tagged with chameleon, confused, culture, identity, memory, reality
To be honest, I found this novel really confusing. I didn’t dislike it, but I didn’t like it either. So please excuse me if I am not as insightful as I would want to be. In Mexico City, a lady contemplates her history while in a house and a marriage she cannot truly occupy or […]
Posted in Blogs | Tagged with confused, contrast, death, identity, memories, nostalgia, Valeria Luiselli
