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4.1 AVERAGE
4.1 AVERAGE
dark
tense
challenging
dark
emotional
mysterious
reflective
sad
tense
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Complicated
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
challenging
reflective
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
N/A
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
good premise, but I may not have the brain capacity for this because I found it SO dense and SO wordy. Maybe it was the ?? Even then the whole book is just an inner monologue, which isn't engaging enough for me. It’s just not what I'm needing or craving right now. I think another issue is someone recommended it to me based on my enjoyment of tender is the flesh and the collector? So my expectations were very different to what it ended up being. I kept waiting for more to happen and then when I was halfway through I just thought I should finish it.
challenging
reflective
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
challenging
inspiring
reflective
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
Beautiful prose that I am not smart enough to comprehend. Stream of consciousness really isn’t for me.
challenging
inspiring
reflective
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
mysterious
reflective
tense
medium-paced
reflective
tense
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Complicated
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Complicated
Some may liken this book to Kafka’s metamorphosis, which is true but with a feminine touch. I felt this story may touch more women than men, as it requires understanding and empathy for nuanced emotions that women tend to experience. This would be an intriguing read for anyone also interested in the concept of beauty and love, in additions to the themes typically mentioned in comments for this book.
The train of thought prose may be difficult to follow for some; I had to take notes as I read as well. I found it tricky to rate the pace of the book, as some may consider it slow due to the whole story taking place in a span of a few days, but I felt the pace in which her mind developed her outlook was quite fast paced. Although not much actually happens throughout the book, I found it to be a greatly exhilarating read.
The train of thought prose may be difficult to follow for some; I had to take notes as I read as well. I found it tricky to rate the pace of the book, as some may consider it slow due to the whole story taking place in a span of a few days, but I felt the pace in which her mind developed her outlook was quite fast paced. Although not much actually happens throughout the book, I found it to be a greatly exhilarating read.
"i tremble in fear and adoration of whatever exists."
a bug, more specifically a cockroach, is disgusting. it would be easy to quickly kill it and never think about it again. what if an insignificant killing of a bug strikes a fire within you? thinking of that grotesque feeling of watching a bug squirm after it's been crushed? this novel feels like sinking. there's a hopelessness to being human. we are grasping for something that we cannot find. we have quick reactions that we don't always think through. the human experience is largely defined by the spaces in-between things. the pauses. the palpable silences.
this book is a front row seat to a woman spiraling and losing her sense of self, but finds something like divinity and freedom within depersonalization.
"the roach and i aspire to a peace that cannot be ours- it's a peace beyond the size and destiny of the roach and of me. and because my soul is so unlimited that it is no longer me, and because it is so beyond me- because i'm always remote to myself, i am as unreachable to myself as a star is unreachable to me. i contort myself to try to reach the present time that surrounds me, but i am still remote in relation to this very instant. the future, alas, is closer to me than the instant now."
a bug, more specifically a cockroach, is disgusting. it would be easy to quickly kill it and never think about it again. what if an insignificant killing of a bug strikes a fire within you? thinking of that grotesque feeling of watching a bug squirm after it's been crushed? this novel feels like sinking. there's a hopelessness to being human. we are grasping for something that we cannot find. we have quick reactions that we don't always think through. the human experience is largely defined by the spaces in-between things. the pauses. the palpable silences.
this book is a front row seat to a woman spiraling and losing her sense of self, but finds something like divinity and freedom within depersonalization.
"the roach and i aspire to a peace that cannot be ours- it's a peace beyond the size and destiny of the roach and of me. and because my soul is so unlimited that it is no longer me, and because it is so beyond me- because i'm always remote to myself, i am as unreachable to myself as a star is unreachable to me. i contort myself to try to reach the present time that surrounds me, but i am still remote in relation to this very instant. the future, alas, is closer to me than the instant now."
