Ake is not one of the books you just jump into, jumping around, swimming freely in the narrative. It’s more like a mud-think river with hippopotomouses and catfish swimming in the muck. Slow. Thick. Taking it’s time. The voice reminds me of Naipul- it’s very much one of those male, brown, Post British Colonial I [...]
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colonial voice: Ake
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Ake on May 6, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
All in perspective
Posted in Ake the Years of Childhood, tagged Ake, childhood on April 14, 2008 | 2 Comments »
It took me four different tries to get past the first four pages. No joke. Because of Elmaz’s cry to start reading Ake early (I believe she gave this same sinister warning for Places and Memory for Forgetfulness . . . need I say more?) I plopped myself down at an outdoor Peet’s coffee shop [...]
The Irrational World of Adults and their Discipline
Posted in Ake the Years of Childhood, Soldier, voice, tagged Ake, domestic violence, wunderkinds on April 12, 2008 | 2 Comments »
The opening pages of Ake did not grip me. Were it not for sheer force of will to finish this book on time, I probably would have set it down with a vague intention to return to it another day, when I could linger over the languorous descriptions of parsonage and terrain. Then I got [...]
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