This
book is about life cycles, optimism, continuity and regeneration. The
plot is divided into two parts.
The
first part is the first person narration from the main protagonist
and is written in single sentence hanging paragraphs.
The
second division is narrated in the third-person from the omnipotent
author and is about the inter-related short stories of the
inhabitants of a street during one day. This second part is denoted
by full paragraphs.
The
two parts move around the central theme of the inhabitants and merge
and flow around each other. The author uses his words as a camera,
focusing and un-focusing into each individual story to give a
related picture of life in the street as a whole.
The
text goes into great detail of the every day routines of the
inhabitants, their activities on the day in question, and their life
histories. The language has a rhythm that has a poetic feel. The
author breaks a lot of grammar and punctuation rules and this doesn't
seem to matter. There are no quotation marks, speech runs into
descriptive text, sentences end unfinished, and the meaning flows
into the next sentence.
The
overall impression I got was although the book was prose, it seemed
like a long poem and sometimes the words became quite beautiful. At
the end all the strands of the short stories threaded together and
fitted together like a jig-saw puzzle. These strands at first seemed
random, disparate and a little foggy; but at the end their importance
and relevance became precise. The novel seemed to start out as
unstructured and puzzling, but the meaning became much clearer at the
end.
At
the end I got a warm, optimistic and positive feeling. I had to sit
back and take it all in and process it. I think that this is an
impressive novel.
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