In my imaginary world in November, there I met some famous writers whose literary works shattered my illusions. I met a philosopher, an education reformist, a humored tomboy writer, and an Anglicized Filipino joker. They changed the way I look at the world.
First: Albert Camus. I was into his suprising novels such as :
- The Stranger. I gave it 4 out of 5 stars. It took me time before I drew my review of it. I didn’t want to admit something, that I saw myself in the character. His personality reflected in me. Something entangled deep inside of me was pulled out. The feeling was indescribable, ambiguous until I realized that the pain was trickling off. I could not hold myself any longer. I cried.
- The Fall. I did not give a hoot about giving it 5 stars. Who cares about someone ranting if it is as though Camus just scribbled it? Sometimes, in doing so makes sense. My experience was just like the one with whom the conversant struck up . I was all ears ,kept on nodding at his cathartic confession. Ok! Ah! Ok! I see!
- The Guest. I liked it , so I gave it 3 stars. I put myself in the main character in bind ,unknowing how to deal with the Guest. Besides, I did not focus on the trivial dilemma of the character much but on the panoramic and picturesque imagination described by Camus. I remembered then the beauty of the Alps described by Johanna Spryi in her novel Heidi.
- The Adulterous Woman. Although I made a fuss over its title, I still gave it 3 stars. Camus was just so skilled in associating the mystical world with his story.
Second: Willa Cather. The first time I knew Cather was through her novel, Death Comes for the Archbishop. Through this novel, she impressed me with her august writing skills- pure, original, something which styles I cannot find fault with. As a matter of fact, her novel My Antonia, for the second time, has made me put her on the pedestal of the best writers I have encountered in my imaginary world. The latter made me stand and hop in joy. Yahoo! I wish I were in a prairie where I could shout it out that I would give it more than 5 stars.
Third, Malala Yousafzai. Malala is now one of the inspiring people I look up to. She has made a big difference to me, to everyone, to society. For me, she is the perfect epitome of a reformist in the modern world where conservative ideas still exist. In her autobiography, I am Malala: The Girl Who Stood Up for Education and Was Shot by the Taliban, she showed her dauntless dignity being in the center of the distorted reality. Her book moved the heaven and earth.
Finally, Elbert Or.I do not much about Or. It is my first time to have read one of my fellow Filipino’s works. Obviously, his book , The More the Manyer and Other Words of Wisdumb, has something to do with Filipinism, the Filipino English. It deals with the common mistakes in English among Filipinos. His examples are supposed to be for the heck of fun with some somewhat funny illustrations. But I do not want to laugh at them, for I am a consummate stickler for correct English grammar and structure. Look who’s talking? ( blushing)
There the authors are, in my imaginary world- my nook of comfort where I read 8 books in November. Not bad. Better than 4 books which might predispose me to throw into tantrum. I do not want to have this pang of guilty feelings again. (laughs)
My prediction last month that I might not be able to complete my 200 reading goals on Goodreads came true. I really cannot do it. There are many things I have been busy with. But I promise that I will do it again next year! Hooray!
Happy Reading, buddies! ^_^