One of the greatest rewards of an individual's author's career is that their evolution develops in the eye, seeing that over time they have become increasingly powerful writers, better artists, how they have developed, worked, and crafted their ships. In Francesca Marciano's case, with her new history book, we are talking about an author who arrived – the end of skilled labor. People, places, messages, and motives all know us of his early works – in fact, he also takes this question in the story of "An Indian Soiree" – but the other language and the full commander of characters in a way that would not have been included, say, the wild rules or The Bonds (as good as the two novels). Every story is here with the absolute ring of truth and the power of wise and intelligent observation. One of the "Escape" achieves literary literacy, and it is worthwhile to have anthology for centuries.
This maturity of fiction is extremely rare – I think Ward Just is the best example of this. you can think. There's nothing like that here, nothing goes wrong. Another thing that usually belongs to the heart of a fictional writer – making lyrics to a rock song – is going very well.
The consistent attribute of strong fiction is the ability of the reader to smile; this volume made me ridicule the perfect rendering in email and text; I nodded proudly that I was wondering how to know the date with a man, knowing when we are doing that we do not intend to appear; and all of us who are NYC Metro Riders feel as though they are straight from Q Trains to the Manhattan Bridge to Brooklyn. The eye that is watching here catches everything from a fourteen-year-old girl on the beach when Indian trousers cut off the material in the conquering stages of European Buddhist women to recall the long-lost but immediately recognizable theme song "Born Free", just a few examples.
But the great writing takes on a double job not only strives to show us the everyday world in a unique and original way; In general, the author also raised the elements of his own personal experience, similar to the edges of the questions: "What does this mean?" and "What is the use of all this?" In one of these stories, a young documentary filmmaker who promises great promise, finally comes with wisdom and self-knowledge and respect, with nothing to do with the film. Two other young American Italian women in America are burning with the desire to "become Americans," though achieving this is not necessarily what they are hoping for. And the aforementioned "An Indian Soiree" is one of the best tests of the dissolution of marriage I've ever seen in imaginary literature. And precisely because Marciano permits the mystery of how this is happening in the air, without asking a lot of explanation and analysis as God knows just how many thousands of other historians would write. he enjoyed the way Marciano wrote these stories that, although his name goes down, he always does so lightly and in a way that the story may require. This feature is the character of characters if I get this way – if someone mentions Terence Malick or Fellini, then somebody else feels something different. This was not done in such a way as to give the impression that only the author shows how many books he or what movies he saw.
The Jungian principle of synchronicity – some of which are categorized into the following category: blind, random chance – appears twice in a small scene in the title section that delivers the book and, secondly, as the later theme of "Quantum Theory." This is another example of another thing that Marciano here – a kind of gentle repetition of theme and tone – is the never-over-emphasized or over-appearing idea here that never used the reader overhead. in my opinion, this is an attractive way to write.
What are the shining spectacular examples of what you find here?
"We met in the bathroom of Jonathan Cole's house, a pair of bright red sandals you just bought in Italy." He opened his mouth, embarrassing his mouth. "Come on, remember that ?" There was a long talk over there and I'm tired of seeing women's feet.
There is something horribly sad about a young girl rattling in the street, only you know it must have a broken heart
Only Italian men wear pantyhose without socks with their ankles under the pants.
was granted permission, D & # 39; Costa guarded meals, bought stocks, provided military precision with the logistics as every time a tragedy strikes, and everyone else embarrassed
Summary: If you are interested in contemporary literature, you can not afford to miss this collection
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