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fayepullman 's review for:
Metamorphosis and Other Stories
by Franz Kafka
Oh, Kafka. How magnificent your works were. I wish you could live to see the impact your musings have in this world despite your wish for it not to be given to this very world.
There's simply so many things to say and so many emotions felt throughout reading this book. Each parts and chapters entail such visceral emotions accompanied by vivid images of the characters and their surroundings–even that of a cockroach's day. Although I have incessantly rambled of him and his writing on my podcast with Alice; if you have yet to listen, it's up now and we rambled of Kafka and his brilliance for about an hour long.
Kafka's writing read almost like a diary but its fiction aspect divide it from being quite literally personal yet deep and genuine the aches were. Having told his life story, it was tragic that he truly thought his writing were nothing due to the lack of support from the people around him. Although I am a bit rocky upon finding out his stance on Zionism which I discover after I was about 60% into the book having read a story called Jackals and Arabs, his other stories were mostly made of social commentaries and satires as well as musings of nature quite exciting like Mary Oliver's poems but as dark as Sylvia Plath's. There was an article I read explaining his thoughts on writing, on his flirtation with Zionism which was partly influenced by his Zionist friend, Max Brod, who had also been the person he ordered his works to be burned by and yet he went on to publish the stories we now have which was without a doubt a shitty move by Brod. I think further reading of this is needed by all who wishes to understand this particular issue.
His takes on friendships and relationships (this often from the point of view of one of the lover than of them both) are the ones I prefer and find myself relating to very deeply. I had a fruitful discussion of some of the stories with these particular facets when Alice and I went out together after 2 years of radio silence. Both of us reflected on our growth over the past years and how some passages of Kafka's spoke to us to a great extent. His works truly were made for intelligent discussions and reflections with your family and friends.
Had so much fun buddy reading this with my person who our togetherness and conversations we have both profusely missed
There's simply so many things to say and so many emotions felt throughout reading this book. Each parts and chapters entail such visceral emotions accompanied by vivid images of the characters and their surroundings–even that of a cockroach's day. Although I have incessantly rambled of him and his writing on my podcast with Alice; if you have yet to listen, it's up now and we rambled of Kafka and his brilliance for about an hour long.
Kafka's writing read almost like a diary but its fiction aspect divide it from being quite literally personal yet deep and genuine the aches were. Having told his life story, it was tragic that he truly thought his writing were nothing due to the lack of support from the people around him. Although I am a bit rocky upon finding out his stance on Zionism which I discover after I was about 60% into the book having read a story called Jackals and Arabs, his other stories were mostly made of social commentaries and satires as well as musings of nature quite exciting like Mary Oliver's poems but as dark as Sylvia Plath's. There was an article I read explaining his thoughts on writing, on his flirtation with Zionism which was partly influenced by his Zionist friend, Max Brod, who had also been the person he ordered his works to be burned by and yet he went on to publish the stories we now have which was without a doubt a shitty move by Brod. I think further reading of this is needed by all who wishes to understand this particular issue.
His takes on friendships and relationships (this often from the point of view of one of the lover than of them both) are the ones I prefer and find myself relating to very deeply. I had a fruitful discussion of some of the stories with these particular facets when Alice and I went out together after 2 years of radio silence. Both of us reflected on our growth over the past years and how some passages of Kafka's spoke to us to a great extent. His works truly were made for intelligent discussions and reflections with your family and friends.
Had so much fun buddy reading this with my person who our togetherness and conversations we have both profusely missed