Exteriors

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Perhaps that’s a part of the reason, but I also like to think that it just imitates reality and the way we think the closest. I find myself turning the corner, hoping to run into someone I spoke to a few years ago, just to have the chance to strike up a conversation that will bring us back to those days. All the while the author is acutely aware that it is hard to move from general observations to the interior or statements on the broader time and age, shown by sentences like: I realize that I am forever combing reality for signs of literature. Ponieważ to daje jej iluzję bliskości z innymi i pozwala się zastanowić nad tym jakie emocje w niej wywołują.

Ernaux meg is jegyzi, hogy noha az ehhez hasonló írásfragmentumok frusztrálják, szükségét érzi rögzíteni ezeket a benyomásokat, ugyanekkor nem szűnik meg irodalmat keresni a valóságban. Interesting observations from 1985 till 1992 that still capture a lot of relevant themes of the current day.All this – the suffering and anxiety of waiting, the brief soulagement of lovemaking, the lethargy and fatigue that follow, the renewal of desire, the little indignities and abjections of both obsession and abandonment – Ernaux tells with calm, almost tranquillized matter-of-factness [that] feels like determination, truth to self, clarity of purpose. She says she wanted to take a closer look at strangers she encountered in her own world, to see what they might offer her. Both laws rely on the same misconception of reality, the only reference being oneself: in the first case, we imagine everyone else has lived our life, while in the second, we long to recapture our past identity through people who are frozen in time, whose features are the same as when we last saw them. It's funny how delving into the lives of others, in only a handful of lines, can often prove to be more captivating to read than even the most labored of novels.

Of course, there’s something bleak about a new town already vandalized, but it also signifies verve and humanity. Born in 1940, Annie Ernaux grew up in Normandy, studied at Rouen University, and later taught at secondary school.Nos pedaços de uma prosa simples, mas acutilante, reflecte sobre a condição urbana na contemporaneidade de uma metrópole europeia, mas também sobre a sua condição enquanto mulher e enquanto escritora. Exteriors is in many ways the most ecstatic of Ernaux’s books – the first in which she appears largely free of the haunting personal relationships she has written about so powerfully elsewhere, and the first in which she is able to leave the past behind her.