All posts tagged: Time

The Shining Girls – Lauren Beukes

I half expected “The Shining Girls” to be one of those entertaining, if somewhat shallow, stories with a supernatural twist that resembles a piece of chocolate: wonderful while it lasts, but without staying power. I was in for a pleasant – well actually unpleasant – surprise. “The Shining Girls” is a grim story centered around Harper (male) and Kirby (female), who are both stalking someone – each other. As a child, Kirby was visited by a stranger, who walked up to her and gave her a plastic horse and a promise that he will be back. He comes back – to kill her in a gruesome, particular scene that left me unable to sleep afterwards. As an adult, Kirby attaches herself to a former crime journalist in order to find her killer and she is propelled down a road that does not make sense. Harper is a drifter through time in search of his shining girls. He visits them when they are most innocent and then comes back to kill them. He is connected to …

Reading lists as inspiration

100 Must-read books. 101 classic books.  Word literature reading list. I love them, although they sometimes seem a bit daunting or even intimidating. I mean, who reads “Ulysses” immediately followed my” War & Peace”? And – there are so many books, so little time. I find reading lists inspiring. I especially like motivated reading lists with short synopses and end up adding more titles to my personal, unwritten to-read-list. Another thing is I like checking which books I have already read from the lists, recalling the books, reading experience, and giving myself a figurative pat on the back for achievement. Nevertheless, you will not find a reading list or my own to-read-list on my blog. I do not follow any list, but read whatever I am in the mood for. That includes reading trashy novels and Great Novels, and matching them into specific points in time in my life. Reading is not just reading. Every book becomes a part of me and my life. Reading Kierkegaard is related to my paternal grandmother, who always spoke …

Time for Reading

Vacation is time for reading. It has always been that way, but since my son is born, time for reading is more of luxury and I find myself stealing moments here and there. A paradoxical point is that I in some periods read more now than I did with loads of free time. Now, I have other wonderful reading experiences: introducing my son to books and libraries and luckily – or perhaps inevitably due to our shared genetic material – he already loves both. The negative aspect is that I have not read or reviewed a many books as I would like during this vacation. Nevertheless, fear not – more is on the way.

The Body Artist – Don DeLillo

This is my first DeLillo encounter and I was unsure what to expect. After the first sequence of a married couple eating breakfast, I was skeptical, but as I finished the novella, my thoughts were: Yes! This is grief, the passivity that is without being, just sustaining – until it takes on another form and leads inexplicably to living. In other reviews of “The Body Artist” there is a summary and strangely enough sometimes only a summary, but I find the storyline secondary to the state(s) of mind that ebb and flow in the main character. Others argue whether a certain character is retarded or a ghost; I find this irrelevant. I find that the atmosphere of grief, passivity, and time are the main objectives together with the language of free association and second-guessing. If “The Body Artist” was a 400-page novel, it would be too long and too chaotic, but in the novella form, free association and finding existential truths in banalities corresponds with reality. That said I do love the way everything is …