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Steppenwolf by Hermann Hesse

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4.0

“How can you say you’ve taken any trouble to live when you won’t even dance?”
The Heart is a Lonely Hunter by Carson McCullers

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4.0

sometimes reminded me a bit of flowers for algernon in the way is teetered on just being misery for misery’s sake, but carson mccullers exhibits a kind of restraint that prevents this work from ever falling directly into that trap. the circumstances are miserable, but realistic enough that i never felt like i was being tricked into feeling something. the chapters from mick’s point of view were especially good, and as a result other chapters felt a bit flat in comparison. mick felt so alive and her thought processes were so accurate to her character and age it made me wonder whether she wasn’t almost entirely based on mccullers as a child. overall, really loved reading this. i don’t understand the criticism that it “doesn’t have a plot” or “nothing happens” etc etc. that’s modernist literature for you! and the sooner you start to embrace that the more you will grow to love books regardless of what happens in them!!
Modern Warfare 2: Ghost by David Lapham, Federicco Dallocchio

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3.0

finished this the same day as white nights by fyodor dostoevsky which feels wrong. like the literary equivalent of ‘down with the sickness’ by disturbed. this is pretty fucking bad at points i’ll be honest but there was also some parts of it that i genuinely really liked. timeline hopping was fun. art style was pretty rank at first and it either got better as it went on or i just got used to it. would’ve liked the ptsd aspect of it to be expanded on just a tad more but i guess they couldn’t lean too much into that without ruining his whole hard-ass persona. nightmare sequences were sooo good. don’t love the way this comic paints the punk scene though. not fantastic but i love ghost so 3 stars
White Nights by Fyodor Dostoevsky

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4.0

“it will be sad, you know, to be left alone, quite alone, and not even have something to regret — nothing, absolutely nothing… because all that I have lost, all this, it was all nothing…”
Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel García Márquez

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4.5

some of the most beautiful prose ever written
Letters to a Young Poet by Rainer Maria Rilke

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4.5

so obvious yet so sincere, few books inspire me to write more than this one