This novella is honestly pretty devastating. It's an exploration of obsession/infatuation, or what more contemporary armchair psychologists might call codependency. As the author points out in this autobiographical fiction, this is less about either one of the people involved in the affair and more about the effect he has on her psyche. There's a lot to be said here in terms of how passion relates to addiction amidst some beautiful writing.

I didn't love feeling called out.

It's giving main character energy.

3.5⭐️

“Çocukken benim için lüks, kürk mantolar, uzun elbiseler ve deniz kenarındaki villalardı. Daha sonra, bunun entelektüel bir yaşam sürmek olduğuna inandım. Şimdi bana öyle geliyor ki lüks aynı zamanda, bir erkeğe ya da bir kadına olan tutkuyu yaşayabilmektir.”

Passion non simple.
reflective
reflective tense medium-paced

não leia se estiver vivendo um apaixonamento não recíproco risco de querer grifar o livro todo

My first taste of Ernaux's writing style and definitely not my last. She writes bluntly, similar to Hemingway, and her themes are strongly conveyed. There's definitely a postmodern flair to the way she blurs the line between memoir and fiction. Paging through some of her other books that I have, I already notice (especially in "Happening" and "Getting Lost") that she alters or draws the curtains back on some of the events here. I'm excited to eventually dive deeper into her works and get a greater sense of how she manipulates her own memory and the genres of memoir and autofiction as a whole.
reflective medium-paced