what a strange little book. like if hesse's demian traded its spiritual exploration for dreadful, ironic schoolgirl gloom. yet in such a cold, somewhawhat a strange little book. like if hesse's demian traded its spiritual exploration for dreadful, ironic schoolgirl gloom. yet in such a cold, somewhat grim novel, i did find solace in a scene about old woman hands. genuinely enamored with this.
“Her looks were those of an idol, disdainful. She had no humanity. She even seemed repulsed by us all. Perhaps that was why I wanted to conquer her.”
this book is the final boss for people who can't read analog clocks (definitely not me)(sighs)this book is the final boss for people who can't read analog clocks (definitely not me)(sighs)...more
i am so lukewarm about this book. my fault for reading something written by a man!!!!!!
the absolutist follows tristan through two timelines: his life i am so lukewarm about this book. my fault for reading something written by a man!!!!!!
the absolutist follows tristan through two timelines: his life throughout the first world war, and the scraps of his life afterwards. i think this could’ve raised a meaningful discussion about morality in wartime and the mental toll that oppression leaves in its wake—but my god. this book was so dull.
╰› the writing style had… no flair, no feeling. they were just words. i highlighted 6 lines of this book and, somehow, two were about lice (yes, so intellectually engaging, this content). the characters and dialogue were not convincing for the time period in the slightest; rather, this read like a high school theatre club’s production of a period piece.
★ for a book surrounding such a harrowing topic, i managed to stay awfully dry-eyed and empty-headed. here is my moral takeaway from this story: kiss the homie while you can. ...more
dark story about murderous robot ❌ actually maybe just a silly found family between a soap-opera-watching bot athis is me, if you even care!!!!!!!!!!!!
dark story about murderous robot ❌ actually maybe just a silly found family between a soap-opera-watching bot and its crew ✔️...more
"For when I look at you, even a moment, no speaking is left in me."
౿ read in tandem with the penguin classics come close. in ways, this collection
"For when I look at you, even a moment, no speaking is left in me."
౿ read in tandem with the penguin classics come close. in ways, this collection is more intimate and careful than aaron poochigian's translations in come close; in others, its words are vague and distant. anne carson has a very distinct voice in her notes and introduction, yet she delicately strives to preserve the corpse of sappho's lyrics.
what is "I declare That later on, Even in an age unlike our own, Someone will remember who we are." in poochigian's translation
simply becomes "someone will remember us I say even in another time" in carson's....more
"When she was alone she was quiet, and watched the water in the place where the rivers make the current circle. I imagined maybe it was me she was
"When she was alone she was quiet, and watched the water in the place where the rivers make the current circle. I imagined maybe it was me she was looking for."
i loved the mystery and atmosphere of part 1, the story and character development of part 2, and. part 3 definitelme when i finished this book: [image]
i loved the mystery and atmosphere of part 1, the story and character development of part 2, and. part 3 definitely existed! miserably! but it did, all the same! ^_^
there were some lines in here that were so corny i had to take a lap and reflect. it's such a shame, i really thought i would love this -- and i did! for almost the entire book!!!! -- i even considered how nicely the cover would look next to the others on my favorites shelf... aggghhh *dabs my face with an embroidered handkerchief like a sullen 19th century widow*...more
god FORBID women [a depressed harvard graduate & her grandmother's ghost] have hobbies [fighting gangsters via the power of angry gods]
this was an expgod FORBID women [a depressed harvard graduate & her grandmother's ghost] have hobbies [fighting gangsters via the power of angry gods]
this was an exploration of malaysian culture and religion. which isn't to say that this is a heartwrenching tribute to the finer details; you're unceremoniously thrown into jess's life (and, really, she is too), navigating the street markets and hipster cafes and overgrown temples with her. i appreciate that zen cho made no effort to make the integration of culture in the novel into a teaching experience. if the reader is unfamiliar with the hokkien terms used, it's a simple reminder that google exists.
jess is an interesting protagonist -- one full of rage and wit and so much repressed emotion. at one point, she gave a half-eaten pack of mints as an offering to a god and i think that sums up her character.
★ despite all its fun, snarky moments, i really could not place what this story was. it was sometimes serious, sometimes funny, maybe a little sweet, kind of empowering -- mostly confusing. it pains me to say this: i really thought i would love this novel. i think this story was just too spontaneous. it left me no time to think "hm what's going to happen now?" because by then, it had already switched scenes and jess was fighting a god or screaming at someone or failing a job interview [kudos to her honestly].
it kept me on my toes, but sometimes i'd like to stand flat on my feet....more
the tainted cup reads like a complex murder mystery video game—like some sort of sherlock holmes visual nothis might be my new favorite book ever btw
the tainted cup reads like a complex murder mystery video game—like some sort of sherlock holmes visual novel, complete with a brilliant investigation duo and my favorite magic system in all of literature. and ohh my god i would play this game over and over. watch a billion playthroughs. buy all the dlc. stalk the tumblr tag. like... this is so serious to me. ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;) ...more
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