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Rodoreda

Natalia – I promise divorce is legal now… I guess you don’t really need it anymore but still

This was such an interesting story, including the writing style. Sentence after sentence was started with ‘and’ even when the sentences use it as a conjunction: “And I stuck up for Quimet’s mother and said yes, she had put salt in the food. And the neighbour said if she ate food that was too salty…” (pg. 35). It reads as though it’s her unfiltered train of thought and her mind is running like a doped up hamster’s wheel. This alongside her sparse use of commas gives off the impression of a breathless way of communication, as though she’s so wrapped up in trying to get through what she’s saying that she couldn’t stop even if she wanted to. She also didn’t appear to pause to analyze what she was saying, with little thought once anything was put out there. Considering Natalia has supposedly had years to go over these events in her mind, it kind of gives the impression of her reliving the events that contain a lot of unprocessed feelings. Perhaps largely Anxiety or PTSD? Which would make sense all things considered. It felt raw in a way most novels don’t. I mean I personally write the equivalent of run on sentences quite often, but go back and edit them out. In this case the author didn’t, which creates an interesting effect.

As much as Natalia is a relatively interesting character, she has aspects of self-imposed helplessness. She knows what’s going on around her (directly usually, not largely), including with others, but she doesn’t even consider doing anything? It’s like she needs a sympathetic audience, at least moreso than the friend she complains to, because apparently that girl isn’t enabling enough. That being said there are times she is rather unaware on a larger scale, such as when the war crept up on her. I mean there were certainly foreshadowed moments, such was when “the rich were mad at the republic” (pg 79), but it doesn’t click for her until later. I love the show of how ignorant and oblivious people can be when wrapped up in their own lives. I mean she was so focused on ridding the house of doves that she basically missed the entirety of the political situation? Though it’s totally in character, if she had worried over or even anticipated anything, it wouldn’t have been in character. Throughout the entire book we are truly just at the tender (skewed) mercy of Natalia’s interpretation of the world.

Despite all of this, I definitely ended up injecting my own perspective into the novel, which made it kind of a frustrating read considering Natalia’s personality. I was reading through and getting so annoyed by her not getting what a piece of trash Quimet was being (Colometa seemed a little cute at first… it did not last). But this largely goes back to the frustration her not helping herself at times, I’d argue. Sometimes I had to put the book down (metaphorically, I was reading a pdf) just to take a break from Natalia being pushed around, and in a way take back some of that lack of control she has.

Q: Would you change anything about the writing style if you could? Do you think it would add or detract from the story itself?

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Zobel

Man, it really was those goddamn meddling kids – Black Shack Alley

I have to say, I really did like the writing style, it was the only thing that got me through most of it because the length (Last minute reading) was kind of intimidating. While there were a lot of things I loved about this story, I also realized that books ragebait me way too easily because I was genuinely crashing out for around half the book if not more. I feel I also have to add that, though the girl “Tortilla”‘s name is probably not pronounced the same as the food, I absolutely thought of both her and her name that way.

Things I liked first: I loved that the story subverted expectations at times, often for a sense of realism. I really thought Medouze would play more of a role throughout the book than he did, mind you as soon as the scene of Jose waiting for Medouze who didn’t come home happened, I knew he wasn’t going to make it, but before that scene I really thought he was going to be a relatively consistent character. That being said, I agree with killing him off. The circumstances our characters were living in often resulted in death, untimely or otherwise, and it’s entirely likely that there were many signs a child, like Jose, would simply not have noticed. On the other hand, I really thought when M’man Tine got sick, and went to the hospital, I 100% thought that ‘hospital’ was being used the way parents tell their kids the family dog went to the ‘butterfly farm’. It just seemed like the logical progression in that moment?

I also like how they portrayed the casual violence, especially throughout the beginning of the book as an introduction, and it persisted throughout. Children learn from the actions of those around them, so I thought it was a really good detail that they showed the cruelty of the children’s actions, for example towards animals, rather than much of the adults’. Like: “with other friends, I enjoyed catching, so we could play with them and mutilate them afterwards, tiny crabs whose holes dotted the bank…” (pg. 82). It’s as though it doesn’t even register to them, because it likely doesn’t, their concept of morality is entirely based on the actions of others. In fact, the kids only seem concerned when their actions come back with consequences.

Now what I didn’t like: Those goddamn kids. Oh my god. They were all awful and frankly deserved worse punishments than they got (generally). I get that they were in unfortunate circumstances but they were just such brats that if any of them died, including Jose, I probably would have celebrated. Genuinely, I couldn’t help but imagine having to deal with them and they are precisely why I don’t want, and generally hate children, especially ones like that. I mean the alley kids literally committed arson? With stolen matches? For no good reason? “‘We have set fire to Mr. Saint-Louis’ garden! No more fence, we’re going to see what’s inside!’ Already, a huge cloud of smoke rose above the hedge of branches. Everybody was jumping about and frolicking, and that new-found joy also got me to dancing and shouting” (pg. 41). Like genuinely they should’ve been tossed in the fire they started because what even. Even the school kids generally sucked (albeit less).

Q: What do you think the adults should’ve done with those kids in the alley, considering their actions? Is there a right answer?

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Laforet

Nada – the exact amount of resolution it felt like we got :(

I actually quite liked this one despite how long it was. Though I can’t tell how much of the writing style is Laforet and how much is the translation, it’s by far my favourite so far (though the bar is low). I’m starting to think it may not be the texts that are the issue and that I’m just bad at names between this story and ‘The Shrouded Woman’… or maybe I need to stop reading the books late at night. Or both. Probably both.

One thing I liked about this book was that it felt plausible, it felt like it could’ve happened to anyone. Andrea started excited to go to Barcelona for university, and to live with her relatives, but it just does downhill in a lot of ways. That being said I can appreciate that it isn’t all negative, there are nice hints of fun, and friendship, and such. Interspersed between the casual cruelty and general dysfunctionality of her family/home life, is Ena and Andrea’s other friends, and even Gloria. Her story here isn’t so one note despite the overarching feeling of heaviness and despair due to the political and personal settings. I kind of love the way the family and their home is described as though they and it all are dead, like they (or at least a part of them) had died in the civil war, I love how it shows, even subtly at times, the effects of the war. Phrases like: the air was “stagnant and rotting”, the scene was “agonizing”, and more.

One thing I can also appreciate the fact that it showed Andrea’s preconceptions about Barcelona, ones that were proven wrong: ‘… since all my impressions were enveloped in the wonder of having come, at last, to a big city, adored in my daydreams because it was unknown” (pg. 3). She daydreams about the city through rose-tinted glasses, which then transfers to her perception of the events around her.

One thing I loved was the focus on art and the pursuing of it. Even today, pursuing art (not just something in ‘Arts’ but actual art) is often seen as silly and basically dooming youtself to be poor and destitute. This is especially true with the rise of AI and some people seeing art as worthless, or something that needs to be easier and less effortful, as though it’s a right and not a privilege. With that in mind, the fact that it’s such a focus for the story as whole, is amazing in my perspective. Art is something that goes back to the earliest of humans, we’ve seen it through every era, so to see these people in a post civil war environment, the country arguably in ruins, still pursuing art, just feels right as though everything is coming full circle. I mean even her uncles have (had, more or less) artistic jobs. I’d argue this is almost an aspect of hope? The world didn’t truly end despite it feeling like it did for those people. It does kind of make me wonder if there’s anything more inherently human than the prospensity to create art?

All of that being said, despite everything, does Andrea truly take away nothing?

 

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