
Care of my library, I started this today (amongst everything else I‘m reading)
Care of my library, I started this today (amongst everything else I‘m reading)
The is is the 5th book in the series, and I‘ m not sure what to write so I don‘t spoil anything for others. But if you‘ve made it this far, you‘re going to love this as well.
This is supposed to be 7 books and I can‘t wait to see where Balle ends up.
Following Volume I, where Tara found herself stuck reliving November 18 over and over, she now enters her second year of reliving the day. Most of this is riveting, though she does go off on a tangent at one point I found less interesting. The ending makes me crazy to read the next volume, which isn‘t out in English yet! Arg!
In this trippy little book, Tara has traveled to a Paris on a book-buying trip for her rare books business with her husband. But when she wakes up one morning, she discovers she‘s reliving November 18, which was the day before. No one else remembers they‘ve already done this. Watching her navigate the time loop is fascinating. I really hope the whole series gets translated.
NBA longlist, translated literature
25 Sep-6 Oct 24 (audiobook)
Such a chore, but I felt I could not be too critical without pursuing it to the end. I wish I hadn‘t.
I quite liked magical realism at uni - Rushdie in particular but others also. Maybe I have lost my patience for it with age.
This book needed a brutal editor. It was repetitive to the point that it could have been a good short story or novella. But as is, was a bloated 700+ pages. I do not understand the acclaim.
This is the 4th book in the series and Tara has been stuck in 18th November for years. She isn‘t the only one. Several people who is experiencing the same is living in a house in Bremen. They begin to discuss what has happened, what to call it, what is the real time - the ones doing the same thing every day or this group. And if they can find answers to these questions and understand what has happened will it be possible to start time again?
This is a difficult one to rate. The narrative weaves back and forth between the MC's rather tedious and impoverished existence and his daydreams, which are so vivid as to sublimate reality. As someone given to vivid daydreaming, I completely relate to this, even if it can make for a disorienting reading experience at times. Queneau's wordplay is dazzling at times and very funny, even in translation. It's not quite like anything I've ever read 👇
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Garbage tumbled out of the metal bin and fell in a torrent into the trash can, eggshells, cores, greasy paper, peels.