Wow, over one year since my last entry. No sense writing too much about the void year, so I will simply summarize it as…corona sucked up most of the fun in 2021 and I will quickly enumerate my 2021:
studying Japanese (not hard enough)
scootered around Shikoku, Japan and got rained on for at least 7 hours but felt like 42.
got a new job / moved to a new city
joined a new basketball team (everyone is young and fast as hell)
started working out (cardio + strength training) seriously
lost 7 kilos
acquired a coffee addiction
learned that I really dislike packed trains
said goodbye to really special people
said hello to really special people
made a ton of music and left it on my computer for no one to hear.
Time for 2022…
2022 is the year of the book!
Currently, already four books are completed. I figured putting all my ideas on what I read up here wouldn’t hurt at all. It might even come in handy in the future.
The first time I read (BD), I was a university student and had been reading it for a modernism class. I remember liking it, but also found it incredibly challenging. I was utterly lost among McCarthy’s novel words and paragraphical long sentences.
Difficulty aside I found the characters extremely interesting. I don’t think I can compare any villain I have come across before to the Judge. Maybe Walking Dead’s season 6 Negan has the bits of the Judge’s sinisterism, but I will admit that they are not all that alike.
Reading it a second time…I still got lost in the paragraph long sentences, but that feeling of being lost had some vague familiarity this time. It was like a hazy déjà vu where I slightly felt I had been in this place before and was able to traverse my way through it. It is McCarthy’s grand, prolific, descriptions of landscape.
I recognize that rather than the characters and plot the landscape had a much more significant impact on me when reading. The descriptions of the desert and mountainous ranges are incredible. And to be completely honest there were several times I had to look up vocabulary to help complete the images in my mind, and even when confirming definitions, I sometimes still couldn’t grasp the meaning.
” That night they rode through a region electric and wild where strange shapes of soft blue fire ran over the metal of the horses’ trappings and the wagonwheels rolled in hoops of fire and little shapes of pale blue light came to perch in the ears of the horses and in the beards of the men.”McCarthy, Cormac. Blood Meridian, or, The evening redness in the West. , 1992. Print.
Writing that is simply focused on inanimate objects is no easy task. With that frame of thought writing exceptional well about inanimate objects to the point that your reader is in awe of that inanimate object is a very very special skill.
Ah and final thoughts, I am pretty sure I learned various vocabulary that I will never use in any of my writing, speaking and unless I read this book again will never come across it in another book.