Han Yujoo

5 November 2017
This book is incredible!
The first half is like a if a book were a painting, made up of thousands of tiny brushstrokes until a full scene emerges. Tiny brushstrokes that overlap and cover each other or blend together.
I read the subject of this novel as an expression of an author's attempts to be erased and eternalised in the same movement, or in the same story. She's trying to make characters that are as real as she is, and she does this by breaking them down into tiny pieces, and then those pieces down into tinier ones. The action of constantly breaking down proves the existence of the thing, because a fake thing or a lie would eventually vaporise under the pressure.
The conflict then, I suppose, is that the main character does not want to exist and that the breaking hurts her.
The bricks were my favourite part. When the objects of the story won't flow with it, they become bricks. There are whole paragraphs with every second word being 'brick', making the entire page into a brick wall.
IT'S VERY VERY GOOD AND I LIKED IT A LOT.… (mehr)