Monday, July 9, 2012
Have you ever read a book that, at the time, you didn’t feel a strong connection towards, but as time goes by you find yourself thinking about it a lot?
I really had to think about this one, as nothing popped immediately into my head. I would probable have to say Chronicle of a Death Foretold by Gabriel García Márquez. I read it in the original Spanish and really didn't enjoy it. The writing felt bloated and dull, but now, after reading a few of his ither books, I find myself thinking more and more about that first one I read. One particular image stuck to my head: one of the characters gets injured in the somach and his intestines are coming out. He cradles them in his hands and th author describes them as roses. Really striking.