The Sense of an Ending
This Book is Currently in the Wild!
1 journaler for this copy...
Purchased for a booktalk :-D
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28.11.16
This book as many others is one of those I came only across because of bookcrossig! To participate at the booktalk in the forum (http://www.bookcrossing.com/forum/14/535833), a thing so rare you realy can't let pass any opportunity :)
I enjoyed the book very much. It' quite short, telled in two parts. The narrator Tony tells a story from his life, insisting that it is only one story by occassionally alluding to other events in his life not being part of this particular story he wants to tell. All the way long he reflects a lot about him being or not being able to remember things correctly, taking the reader along on his journey to the past and sharing his memories and how new memories eventualy pop up, from time to time questioning wether his memories are correct or just the way he was remembering thins for years and years until they became his true memories.
To those reflections I could realy connect while reading! It's a phenomenon haunting me already quite a while: not being able to trust my own memories because I already went through some events which I realised at some point to remember them wrongly (regarding the factual settings, confirmed by my own diary or calendar), a very shocking experience for me in those moments of realisation. Of course I could also have written them down wrongly, but until now I trust myself this far as not wanting to lie to my future self.... It's also one of several reasons why I gradualy stopped writing down things. Sometimes I think for a certain period of my life the notes written down in different spaces in the internet will be the only traces left, scary as up to now I haven't come around to save a lot and sometimes I wonder, how long digitally left footprints will last (I somehow doubt them to last long).
Also the moment when Tony as an old man is confronted with a letter he wrote when he was quite young reminded me of some occassions I went through things I wrote some years ago. Up to now it's not much I would be very ashamed of as I usualy try to choose my words carefully (a programe always saving what I write and then again delete would be very revealing :-)) but sometimes I have to smile at my thoughts or become even curious about the person I have been....
There is much more in this little book, some of it discussed in the forum thread, some of it I haven't yet much thought about it and a lot of thoughts awakened which will disappear soon and maybe float up again when needed or being lost to my memory forever ;-)
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28.11.16
This book as many others is one of those I came only across because of bookcrossig! To participate at the booktalk in the forum (http://www.bookcrossing.com/forum/14/535833), a thing so rare you realy can't let pass any opportunity :)
I enjoyed the book very much. It' quite short, telled in two parts. The narrator Tony tells a story from his life, insisting that it is only one story by occassionally alluding to other events in his life not being part of this particular story he wants to tell. All the way long he reflects a lot about him being or not being able to remember things correctly, taking the reader along on his journey to the past and sharing his memories and how new memories eventualy pop up, from time to time questioning wether his memories are correct or just the way he was remembering thins for years and years until they became his true memories.
To those reflections I could realy connect while reading! It's a phenomenon haunting me already quite a while: not being able to trust my own memories because I already went through some events which I realised at some point to remember them wrongly (regarding the factual settings, confirmed by my own diary or calendar), a very shocking experience for me in those moments of realisation. Of course I could also have written them down wrongly, but until now I trust myself this far as not wanting to lie to my future self.... It's also one of several reasons why I gradualy stopped writing down things. Sometimes I think for a certain period of my life the notes written down in different spaces in the internet will be the only traces left, scary as up to now I haven't come around to save a lot and sometimes I wonder, how long digitally left footprints will last (I somehow doubt them to last long).
Also the moment when Tony as an old man is confronted with a letter he wrote when he was quite young reminded me of some occassions I went through things I wrote some years ago. Up to now it's not much I would be very ashamed of as I usualy try to choose my words carefully (a programe always saving what I write and then again delete would be very revealing :-)) but sometimes I have to smile at my thoughts or become even curious about the person I have been....
There is much more in this little book, some of it discussed in the forum thread, some of it I haven't yet much thought about it and a lot of thoughts awakened which will disappear soon and maybe float up again when needed or being lost to my memory forever ;-)
Journal Entry 2 by karneol at OBCZ Blaues Haus in Nürnberg, Bayern Germany on Wednesday, February 22, 2017
Released 7 yrs ago (2/23/2017 UTC) at OBCZ Blaues Haus in Nürnberg, Bayern Germany
WILD RELEASE NOTES:
Taking to the meetup tomorrow. Maybe there is someone inspired by the booktalk... :-)
