Monthly Archives: August 2009
The Book of Laughter and Forgetting–Milan Kundera
An all Windswept Bones review..* Milan Kundera’s forth published book, 1978′s The Book of Laughter and Forgetting is or is not a novel.. This and his The Unbearable Lightness of Being are considered his major works, of his ten published … Continue reading
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The Ghost Writer– Philip Roth
Where we can find an example of post modern inter-textual strategies as a common device used in the reviews found in the World Lit Blog, Traces is in the review of the Philip Roth/Nathan Zuckerman novel, The Ghost Writer. The reviewer … Continue reading
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No Longer At Ease– Chinua Achebe
Na so dis world be… Since it has a bearing on my review of Chinua Achebe’s 1960 follow up novel to his monumental first work, Things Fall Apart, I will confess here that my first reaction to reading Thing’s Fall … Continue reading
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A Wild Sheep Chase– Haruki Murakami
Disclaimer to fans: A Wild Sheep Chase is the ONLY novel of Haruki Murakami I have read…. So back off….But seriously, I kept thinking something was missing from the book a day after I had completed reading it…Granted, there … Continue reading
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Aura– Carlos Fuentes
You open the thin book. You have heard much about this writer, this giant of Latin American fiction, disciple of Cervantes and Borges….In the first page, you meet the protagonist, historian Felipe Montero. You read further into the story, you find … Continue reading
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In The Skin Of A Lion– Michael Ondaatje
Lured by rumors of Michael Ondaatje’s heady prose and some popular as well as critical success, I had no qualms in grabbing his 1987 In The Skin of a Lion next out of the Nobel Prize candidate stack. There ARE … Continue reading
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The Slynx– Tatyana Tolstaya
Benedikt coughed politely to interrupt. “My life is spiritual” “In what sense” “I don’t eat mice” Having worshipped at the alter of some classic black-humor-slash-absurdist fiction back in the day, I was grinning like I was getting away with something most of … Continue reading
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