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"賱賷爻 賱丿賷賻賾 兀賷賾 卮賰賾 賮賷 兀賳賻賾 兀賲丕賲 爻丕賲賳鬲丕 賲爻賷乇丞 賱丕賲毓丞". (賲丕乇賷賵 亘丕乇睾丕爻 賷賵爻賻賾丕)
爻丕賲賳鬲丕 卮賵丕亘賱賷賳: 賰丕鬲亘丞 兀乇噩賳鬲賷賳賷賻賾丞 卮丕亘賻賾丞. 賵氐賱鬲賿 乇賵丕賷鬲賴丕 "丨賲賻賾賶 丕賱兀丨賱丕賲" 廿賱賶 丕賱賯丕卅賲丞 丕賱賯氐賷乇丞 賱噩丕卅夭丞 Man Booker 丕賱亘乇賷胤丕賳賷賻賾丞.
賮賷 丕賱賲爻鬲卮賮賶貙 鬲鬲丨丕賵乇 丌賲丕賳丿丕 賲毓 丿丕賮賷丿貙 賮鬲鬲丨丿賻賾孬 毓賳 丕賱賷兀爻 丕賱匕賷 兀氐丕亘 賵丕賱丿鬲賻賴 賰賱丕乇丕貙 丕賱鬲賷 賱賲 鬲毓丿 鬲鬲毓乇賻賾賮 廿賱賶 丕亘賳賴丕貙 廿匕 鬲丨賵賻賾賱 廿賱賶 卮禺氐 丌禺乇 睾乇賷亘. 賵鬲禺丕賮 丌賲丕賳丿丕 兀賰孬乇 毓賱賶 丕亘賳鬲賴丕 賲賳 丕賱卮賯丕亍 丕賱匕賷 爻鬲賱賯丕賴 賮賷 毓丕賱賲賺 賷丨賵賽賾賱 丕賱亘卮乇賻 廿賱賶 丌禺乇賷賳 亘爻亘亘 賯丿乇丕鬲 丕賱毓賱賲貙 兀賵 丕賱鬲賱賵購賾孬 丕賱亘賷卅賷賾貙 兀賵 丕賱禺乇丕賮丞...
"賱賷爻 賱丿賷賻賾 兀賷賾 卮賰賾 賮賷 兀賳賻賾 兀賲丕賲 爻丕賲賳鬲丕 賲爻賷乇丞 賱丕賲毓丞". (賲丕乇賷賵 亘丕乇睾丕爻 賷賵爻賻賾丕)
爻丕賲賳鬲丕 卮賵丕亘賱賷賳: 賰丕鬲亘丞 兀乇噩賳鬲賷賳賷賻賾丞 卮丕亘賻賾丞. 賵氐賱鬲賿 乇賵丕賷鬲賴丕 "丨賲賻賾賶 丕賱兀丨賱丕賲" 廿賱賶 丕賱賯丕卅賲丞 丕賱賯氐賷乇丞 賱噩丕卅夭丞 Man Booker 丕賱亘乇賷胤丕賳賷賻賾丞.
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First published October 2, 2014
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Samanta Schweblin
47听books3,461听followersSamanta Schweblin was chosen as one of the 22 best writers in Spanish under the age of 35 by Granta. She is the author of three story collections that have won numerous awards, including the prestigious Juan Rulfo Story Prize, and been translated into 20 languages. Fever Dream is her first novel and is longlisted for the Man Booker International Prize. Originally from Buenos Aires, she lives in Berlin.
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January 30, 2019
I finished the story last night and I'm still magnificently unsettled. As I read I was gripped by a suffocating sense of dread that never let up. The story is told in dialog, and neither of the participants in the conversation are fully connected with a rational world of cause-and-effect. Nothing is ever completely explained. The novel asks you to banish any thoughts like "what is going on?" from your mind as you read, and to yield to its unhinged and unexplained storytelling style.
As in a real fever dream--as in a nightmare--the events in the novel move in shuddering and unpredictable ways, from the mundane to the terrifying and back again. Always though events are closely anchored to one or another universally human fear: the fear of paralysis; the fear of abandonment; the fear of dying; the fear that one's children are in danger; the fear of being trapped.
suggests that this novella represents a new genre of storytelling--the reviewer writes:
"The genius of 鈥淔ever Dream鈥� is less in what it says than in how Schweblin says it, with a design at once so enigmatic and so disciplined that the book feels as if it belongs to a new literary genre altogether."
Unlike the reviewer though I recognized strong similarities between Schweblin's work here and contemporary authors () and (; ).
Each of these authors writes in a straightforward, disarmingly affectless tone, about horrific events suddenly invading the typical lives of typical people. In all of these works, even as the stories become more and more terrifying, the calm rational voice of the narrator remains. It's a very disturbing combination. And somehow it reflects perfectly my experience of daily life in the 21st century, which might be summarized as--"how can this be real?"
As in a real fever dream--as in a nightmare--the events in the novel move in shuddering and unpredictable ways, from the mundane to the terrifying and back again. Always though events are closely anchored to one or another universally human fear: the fear of paralysis; the fear of abandonment; the fear of dying; the fear that one's children are in danger; the fear of being trapped.
suggests that this novella represents a new genre of storytelling--the reviewer writes:
"The genius of 鈥淔ever Dream鈥� is less in what it says than in how Schweblin says it, with a design at once so enigmatic and so disciplined that the book feels as if it belongs to a new literary genre altogether."
Unlike the reviewer though I recognized strong similarities between Schweblin's work here and contemporary authors () and (; ).
Each of these authors writes in a straightforward, disarmingly affectless tone, about horrific events suddenly invading the typical lives of typical people. In all of these works, even as the stories become more and more terrifying, the calm rational voice of the narrator remains. It's a very disturbing combination. And somehow it reflects perfectly my experience of daily life in the 21st century, which might be summarized as--"how can this be real?"
September 6, 2020
thoroughly enjoyed the way samanta schweblin took inspiration from the use of harmful pesticides in argentina,,,,using horror to explore current issues is truly where it鈥檚 at. i am also always down for a horror story revolving around a mother/child dynamic. however, despite all the arguably good things about this novella, i never experienced the tense, feverish (ha, bc title) feelings that others described going through while they read. soooo, would def rec, but wish it had fucked with me more i guess.
April 24, 2024
Qu茅 buena es la Shweblin! Tiene un centro de tensi贸n en todo el libro que no te suelta. Su manera de narrar esta historia, en alg煤n lugar entre el suspenso, el miedo, el terror, es m谩s que nada porque la estructura que maneja es muy buena! Desde el principio est谩s escuchando a todos los personajes, y todo el tiempo sabes que algo va a pasar. Muy bueno!
January 9, 2020
1/6 from Booker International Prize Shortlist.
Engrossing, Weird, Well written and amazingly structured, Dark, Confusing, Upsetting, Hallucinating, Intoxicating, Crazy, Surreal, Captivating, did I say Weird?
I followed my friends鈥� recommendation to read this short novel in one sitting and I can confirm it is the best way to go through it. It is an essential requisite to enjoy the novel, to enter and remain in the intoxicating atmosphere the author weaves around the reader. The spell would have been destroyed if I had approached it any other way. I needed 2 uninterrupted hours to read this and I thought a plane trip to Rome to be the perfect opportunity. The bonus was a turbulent flight which elevated the scary feeling of the book to new heights, so to say.
I was complaining in one of my last reviews that dull books are the hardest to review. That was before Fever Dream. How do I review a book that it is still a mystery to me, one week after I finished it. I find it very difficult to make sense of this freighting and crazy ride that Schweblin took me on.
鈥�They鈥檙e like worms. What kind of worms? Like worms, all over. It鈥檚 the boy who鈥檚 talking, murmuring into my ear. I am the one asking questions. Worms in the body? Yes, in the body. Earthworms? No, another kind of worms. It鈥檚 dark and I can鈥檛 see. The sheets are rough, they bunch up under my body. I can鈥檛 move, but I鈥檓 talking. It鈥檚 the worms. You have to be patient and wait. And while we wait, we have to find the exact moment when the worms come into being. Why? Because it鈥檚 important, it鈥檚 very important for us all. I try to nod, 鈥�
This is how the novel starts. These are one of the strangest opening lines that I鈥檝e ever read. Amanda is lying on a bed, waiting to die and next to her is a child, David. The novel is structured as a dialogue between the two of them, set in the present about Amanda鈥檚 recollection of events carried out a few days before. Those events are set during a vacation she takes with her daughter, Nina, to the country side and involves her neighbor Carla and his son, David, the one that is coordinating the interview from the Amanda鈥檚 bedside.
The more we advance in the story, it becomes increasingly frightening and surreal. I was feverishly turning the virtual pages to find an explanation/resolution to what was happening, to understand who the worms were. The ending left me more puzzled than the beginning but the suffocating and intense journey was worth it.
I can identify three major themes of the novel. 1st one is about the destructive role of industrial agriculture and pesticides. This theme is also discussed by the author in an :
"This story could be set anywhere. In fact, the first time I heard about pesticides and their terrible consequences was through a documentary about this subject in France. But, mainly because of corruption, Latin America has the worst agrochemical regulations and agreements. And Argentina, in particular, is one of the biggest importers of soya鈥攐ne of the products more related with pesticides. We spread this soya all over the world; it is the base of a lot of our food. Soya is in everything: cookies, frozen fish, cereal bars, soups, bread, all kinds of flour, even ice cream!"
Second theme is probably the most powerful, and it would probably have an even bigger impact for a reader that is a parent. It revolves around parent鈥檚 anxiety and the 鈥渟afe distance鈥� a mother allows between her and her child. Some parents see danger everywhere and are obsessed to protect their children and sometimes this obsession is not enough to save the child. Schweblin addresses this distance and the origin of evil 鈥渢he worm鈥� in the same interview
鈥淚 tried to give a subtle meaning, really subtle, about this idea that if there is an end of the world, it will begin with a mom. The tie with David is that when things become so bad that it鈥檚 all disasters in the world, when everything is so terrible, the small drama between two or three characters might be really important. It might be the beginning of something really deep, where a simple question helps you know where the evil starts鈥攁nd if you know where the evil is, you can fight against it. When that happens, everything becomes dangerous. In some ways, that鈥檚 why the 鈥渞escue distance鈥� gets broken: Everything in the world Amanda inhabits is dangerous. 鈥�
3rd theme is what gives the novel the surreal, horror like atmosphere. It deals with the transmigration of the soul and you will have to read the novel to see what this is all about.
I know I do not make a lot of sense but believe me, it is hard to. You will understand if you read the novel, which you should.
Engrossing, Weird, Well written and amazingly structured, Dark, Confusing, Upsetting, Hallucinating, Intoxicating, Crazy, Surreal, Captivating, did I say Weird?
I followed my friends鈥� recommendation to read this short novel in one sitting and I can confirm it is the best way to go through it. It is an essential requisite to enjoy the novel, to enter and remain in the intoxicating atmosphere the author weaves around the reader. The spell would have been destroyed if I had approached it any other way. I needed 2 uninterrupted hours to read this and I thought a plane trip to Rome to be the perfect opportunity. The bonus was a turbulent flight which elevated the scary feeling of the book to new heights, so to say.
I was complaining in one of my last reviews that dull books are the hardest to review. That was before Fever Dream. How do I review a book that it is still a mystery to me, one week after I finished it. I find it very difficult to make sense of this freighting and crazy ride that Schweblin took me on.
鈥�They鈥檙e like worms. What kind of worms? Like worms, all over. It鈥檚 the boy who鈥檚 talking, murmuring into my ear. I am the one asking questions. Worms in the body? Yes, in the body. Earthworms? No, another kind of worms. It鈥檚 dark and I can鈥檛 see. The sheets are rough, they bunch up under my body. I can鈥檛 move, but I鈥檓 talking. It鈥檚 the worms. You have to be patient and wait. And while we wait, we have to find the exact moment when the worms come into being. Why? Because it鈥檚 important, it鈥檚 very important for us all. I try to nod, 鈥�
This is how the novel starts. These are one of the strangest opening lines that I鈥檝e ever read. Amanda is lying on a bed, waiting to die and next to her is a child, David. The novel is structured as a dialogue between the two of them, set in the present about Amanda鈥檚 recollection of events carried out a few days before. Those events are set during a vacation she takes with her daughter, Nina, to the country side and involves her neighbor Carla and his son, David, the one that is coordinating the interview from the Amanda鈥檚 bedside.
The more we advance in the story, it becomes increasingly frightening and surreal. I was feverishly turning the virtual pages to find an explanation/resolution to what was happening, to understand who the worms were. The ending left me more puzzled than the beginning but the suffocating and intense journey was worth it.
I can identify three major themes of the novel. 1st one is about the destructive role of industrial agriculture and pesticides. This theme is also discussed by the author in an :
"This story could be set anywhere. In fact, the first time I heard about pesticides and their terrible consequences was through a documentary about this subject in France. But, mainly because of corruption, Latin America has the worst agrochemical regulations and agreements. And Argentina, in particular, is one of the biggest importers of soya鈥攐ne of the products more related with pesticides. We spread this soya all over the world; it is the base of a lot of our food. Soya is in everything: cookies, frozen fish, cereal bars, soups, bread, all kinds of flour, even ice cream!"
Second theme is probably the most powerful, and it would probably have an even bigger impact for a reader that is a parent. It revolves around parent鈥檚 anxiety and the 鈥渟afe distance鈥� a mother allows between her and her child. Some parents see danger everywhere and are obsessed to protect their children and sometimes this obsession is not enough to save the child. Schweblin addresses this distance and the origin of evil 鈥渢he worm鈥� in the same interview
鈥淚 tried to give a subtle meaning, really subtle, about this idea that if there is an end of the world, it will begin with a mom. The tie with David is that when things become so bad that it鈥檚 all disasters in the world, when everything is so terrible, the small drama between two or three characters might be really important. It might be the beginning of something really deep, where a simple question helps you know where the evil starts鈥攁nd if you know where the evil is, you can fight against it. When that happens, everything becomes dangerous. In some ways, that鈥檚 why the 鈥渞escue distance鈥� gets broken: Everything in the world Amanda inhabits is dangerous. 鈥�
3rd theme is what gives the novel the surreal, horror like atmosphere. It deals with the transmigration of the soul and you will have to read the novel to see what this is all about.
I know I do not make a lot of sense but believe me, it is hard to. You will understand if you read the novel, which you should.
December 13, 2018
"Distancia de rescate" es una novela inquietante que te aplastar谩 en el sill贸n del que no podr谩s levantarte hasta terminar de leer. No te preocupes, es cortita.
Una narraci贸n sobre una obsesi贸n y una culpa en un contexto de desastre ecol贸gico. El cuidado, la vigilancia del hijo, su seguridad, se transforma en una obsesi贸n malsana para una madre que asiste al relato ponzo帽oso, lleno de remordimientos y at谩vicas supersticiones de otra madre que por una vez no respet贸 la justa (?) distancia de rescate (esa distancia m谩xima con el hijo que nos permitir谩 salvaguardarlo de todo peligro).
Baste con estas notas. El lector debe tener el placer de ir descubriendo las claves de la narraci贸n, de ir acostumbrando la vista a la espesa niebla que empieza cubri茅ndolo todo y que nos confunde haci茅ndonos ver monstruos y peligros all谩 donde fijemos la mirada. Debemos seguir el ritmo que tan h谩bilmente nos va marcando Schweblin. Ella nos acompa帽ar谩, no siempre corta la distancia de rescate, conduci茅ndonos sin apenas indicaciones, aunque todas relevantes, nada es superfluo, hacia el destino que nos tiene reservado sin que sepamos con certeza si el camino que recorremos es de terror, fant谩stico, on铆rico o es otra cosa o todas juntas.
Un relato que nos llega 煤nicamente a trav茅s de una de las madres y a instancias de una voz que apremia a contar. La autora sabe como contagiarnos la prisa, la impaciencia de esa voz por saber, y que en nosotros toma la forma de necesidad por hacer pie, por abandonar el terreno fangoso, nada firme, por el que nos lleva (y ojal谩 no descubr谩is muy pronto las claves de un relato quiz谩s demasiado supeditado a las inseguridades del lector). Y junto a esa impaciencia, Schweblin consigue magn铆ficamente provocarnos el desasosiego ante una cat谩strofe que advertimos inminente, ante un peligro que no sabemos muy bien por donde aparecer谩 y en qu茅 consistir谩.
Disponte a la lectura con la mente libre y ligera, los ojos muy abiertos y dispuesto a ser t煤 quien cierre el relato, quien elija las claves que lo concluya.
Una narraci贸n sobre una obsesi贸n y una culpa en un contexto de desastre ecol贸gico. El cuidado, la vigilancia del hijo, su seguridad, se transforma en una obsesi贸n malsana para una madre que asiste al relato ponzo帽oso, lleno de remordimientos y at谩vicas supersticiones de otra madre que por una vez no respet贸 la justa (?) distancia de rescate (esa distancia m谩xima con el hijo que nos permitir谩 salvaguardarlo de todo peligro).
Baste con estas notas. El lector debe tener el placer de ir descubriendo las claves de la narraci贸n, de ir acostumbrando la vista a la espesa niebla que empieza cubri茅ndolo todo y que nos confunde haci茅ndonos ver monstruos y peligros all谩 donde fijemos la mirada. Debemos seguir el ritmo que tan h谩bilmente nos va marcando Schweblin. Ella nos acompa帽ar谩, no siempre corta la distancia de rescate, conduci茅ndonos sin apenas indicaciones, aunque todas relevantes, nada es superfluo, hacia el destino que nos tiene reservado sin que sepamos con certeza si el camino que recorremos es de terror, fant谩stico, on铆rico o es otra cosa o todas juntas.
Un relato que nos llega 煤nicamente a trav茅s de una de las madres y a instancias de una voz que apremia a contar. La autora sabe como contagiarnos la prisa, la impaciencia de esa voz por saber, y que en nosotros toma la forma de necesidad por hacer pie, por abandonar el terreno fangoso, nada firme, por el que nos lleva (y ojal谩 no descubr谩is muy pronto las claves de un relato quiz谩s demasiado supeditado a las inseguridades del lector). Y junto a esa impaciencia, Schweblin consigue magn铆ficamente provocarnos el desasosiego ante una cat谩strofe que advertimos inminente, ante un peligro que no sabemos muy bien por donde aparecer谩 y en qu茅 consistir谩.
Disponte a la lectura con la mente libre y ligera, los ojos muy abiertos y dispuesto a ser t煤 quien cierre el relato, quien elija las claves que lo concluya.
July 30, 2024
Having read this a few years back, it still haunts me not unlike a fever dream for which the English translation鈥攅xpertly accomplished by Megan McDowell鈥攊s named. Schweblin鈥檚 Fever Dream is a masterclass is tension and best read in a single sitting, which is easily accomplished due to a short length and prose that propels the narrative through an increasingly eerie and surreal story shoveling dread upon dread like filling in a grave. It is a story of tormented souls crawling in and out of claustrophobic corridors of bodies that makes the world around us all feel as if the walls are slowly closing in and that, no matter how hard you stretch out, safety is just beyond grasp. This Argentinian novella was, in fact, originally titled Distancia de rescate鈥攐r 鈥渞escue distance鈥濃€攁nd the imaginary rope between a mother and child marking the distance between catastrophe and comfort is stretched to the breaking as each sentence of this taut tale compounds in tension. It is a parental nightmare, a horror watching a child tumble into disaster and being unable to save them as Schweblin simultaneous crafts an eco-horror in which we all watch doom befall the earth and the manmade terrors enacted upon the land. A perfect little read, one that will have you turning pages with white-knuckles and holding your breath as alarm amalgamates always just beyond reach of saving.
December 27, 2016
3.5 Strange, so very, very strange, but intriguing and unique. The title, Fever Dream, and indeed this reads like a disturbing dream. A young woman and mother is dying in hospital, a young boy David at her side, not her son but he wants her to remember how she got there and where her young daughter is, what append to her?
First translated novel from this Argentinean author, it is a novel of sparse prose, but unrelenting tension. David tries to keep Amanda on point, to remember only what is important but even dying she needs to understand things her way, go over it all, despite her safety distance with her daughter, this still happened. Like a dream it often seems unreal but the message the novel conveys is very real, a warning of things, dangers that cannot be taken back, the very real harm they cause.
This one will not be for everyone, but it flows very quickly, under 200 pages as well. Very different in its presentation but because of it memorable
ARC from publisher.
First translated novel from this Argentinean author, it is a novel of sparse prose, but unrelenting tension. David tries to keep Amanda on point, to remember only what is important but even dying she needs to understand things her way, go over it all, despite her safety distance with her daughter, this still happened. Like a dream it often seems unreal but the message the novel conveys is very real, a warning of things, dangers that cannot be taken back, the very real harm they cause.
This one will not be for everyone, but it flows very quickly, under 200 pages as well. Very different in its presentation but because of it memorable
ARC from publisher.
April 15, 2017
WHoa. This was trippy. And I loved it.
October 3, 2020
More like a nightmare than a dream. A perfect nightmare. You know how when you try to describe one but it always ends up sounding strange and ridiculous, and not scary to the listener?
(I have to get out, I keep seeing a red circle spinning in front of me, a mouth at the centre going wah, wah, wah, wah... and I know if I don't get out I will DIE.)
Well, Samanta Schweblin doesn't have that problem. She captures the concept of a nightmare perfectly, and put it to page. The grotesque, the way time stretches and skips, the flat affect of those present, the deep fear, the deepest fear.
(There she is, my aunt sitting in a booth at the Chinese restaurant. I passed the twins singing and swinging in the mall. I'm hungry but there's only water. I complain. My aunt, displeased, pulls out a white bucket from under the table. Live snake heads are hurled at me, hissing, cartoonish.)
There are worms, or things that feel like worms. There are deformed and dying children. Animals who drink from a stream and keel over. The mother of Nina is laying in a hospital, about to die. She is trying to make sense of it in a conversation with David, a boy who hasn't been himself for quite some time.
(I'm in a home for the elderly. The home is on fire. I move in slow motion. Flames everywhere. Heat. I get out, and see the culprit is a skeleton. He laughs and laughs from the fourth story window. He throws lit matches at me, a jack-o'-lantern, a candle. He's not worried - he'll get me.)
It might be about your child dying on your watch. It might be about the deadly effects of pesticides. It might be about the absurdity of making sense of anything at the end of your life. The story is short, it leaves questions, plenty of room for raised eyebrows and frustration and interpretation. Also room for admiration, identification, that "Oh, yes, god, I've felt that at the pit of my stomach. Oh god, I feel that now."
(It's soft. It's heavy. It's a huge, white rabbit with terrifying pink eyes. Or are they red. It is smothering me. It's sitting on my face. I can't breathe. Rabbit fur in my mouth, rabbit muscle, no air, it's as big as a pillow, bigger, I can't see, can't breathe, can't move, so much blood behind my eyes.)
(I have to get out, I keep seeing a red circle spinning in front of me, a mouth at the centre going wah, wah, wah, wah... and I know if I don't get out I will DIE.)
Well, Samanta Schweblin doesn't have that problem. She captures the concept of a nightmare perfectly, and put it to page. The grotesque, the way time stretches and skips, the flat affect of those present, the deep fear, the deepest fear.
(There she is, my aunt sitting in a booth at the Chinese restaurant. I passed the twins singing and swinging in the mall. I'm hungry but there's only water. I complain. My aunt, displeased, pulls out a white bucket from under the table. Live snake heads are hurled at me, hissing, cartoonish.)
There are worms, or things that feel like worms. There are deformed and dying children. Animals who drink from a stream and keel over. The mother of Nina is laying in a hospital, about to die. She is trying to make sense of it in a conversation with David, a boy who hasn't been himself for quite some time.
(I'm in a home for the elderly. The home is on fire. I move in slow motion. Flames everywhere. Heat. I get out, and see the culprit is a skeleton. He laughs and laughs from the fourth story window. He throws lit matches at me, a jack-o'-lantern, a candle. He's not worried - he'll get me.)
It might be about your child dying on your watch. It might be about the deadly effects of pesticides. It might be about the absurdity of making sense of anything at the end of your life. The story is short, it leaves questions, plenty of room for raised eyebrows and frustration and interpretation. Also room for admiration, identification, that "Oh, yes, god, I've felt that at the pit of my stomach. Oh god, I feel that now."
(It's soft. It's heavy. It's a huge, white rabbit with terrifying pink eyes. Or are they red. It is smothering me. It's sitting on my face. I can't breathe. Rabbit fur in my mouth, rabbit muscle, no air, it's as big as a pillow, bigger, I can't see, can't breathe, can't move, so much blood behind my eyes.)
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June 3, 2020This was a DNF for me. I guess I could call it fantasy or perhaps a paranormal story. I read the first ten pages or so and went back and re-read them trying to figure out who was who and what was happening. It starts out as story of a young boy who is seriously ill. A 鈥渉ealer鈥� promises to cure him but warns his mother that some of the boy鈥檚 personality will be changed and shared with other kids. Apparently a young girl starts to take on some of the boy鈥檚 personality. By page 40 I was still so confused that I went back again, skimming, to try to figure out who was who鈥檚 mother, who the narrator was talking to and what was going on. I felt very lost in the story and that it was becoming too much work to try to figure it out so I gave up. So I鈥檓 not giving it a rating. In fairness, I note that GR ratings give it a 3.7 which is 鈥渙k鈥� and some GR friends gave it a good review. It was also on the long list for the Man Booker International prize. Just not for me.
The book is translated from the Spanish. The Argentina author (b. 1978) has written a couple of novels and three collections of short stories. She now lives in Berlin.
The book is translated from the Spanish. The Argentina author (b. 1978) has written a couple of novels and three collections of short stories. She now lives in Berlin.
March 16, 2017
That was weirdly fascinating. Absolutely worth a read. But confusing, very much so. But in a good way.
My thoughts are all over the place for this one. While I really enjoyed reading this book, it still left me feeling fairly confused during and afterwards. Usually I try to write my reviews as quickly as possible after finishing a book but this time I couldn't have done that because I seriously needed some time to gather my thoughts.
This is one of those books that isn't really "about" anything. I mean, yes, on the surface it is about a woman in a hospital talking to a boy that isn't hers about what has happened to her and her daughter. But that isn't really it, this is just the first layer of meaning you can unpack from this short but impactful book. It is about a mother's fear, about voodoo, about trust, about losing everything, about fever dreams, and other dreams, about nothing at all. The book is structured as a dialogue between Amanda and the boy and as such it is wonderfully circular and weird and just like a conversation one might have (minus the worms).
This is a book that practically begs a reread, there is so much to unpack, so much to understand and this understanding didn't happen for me the first time around. I mean this in the best way possible. I love how highly metaphorical this weird little book is and I think there just is something really special about the whole experience. I definitely understand why it is longlisted for the Man Booker International and I am excited to see more people reading this as a result. It is absolutely worth it - if you're okay with weirdness and thing being just beyond the grasp of reason.
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I received an arc of this book curtesy of NetGalley and Oneworld Publications in exchange for an honest review. Thanks for that!
My thoughts are all over the place for this one. While I really enjoyed reading this book, it still left me feeling fairly confused during and afterwards. Usually I try to write my reviews as quickly as possible after finishing a book but this time I couldn't have done that because I seriously needed some time to gather my thoughts.
This is one of those books that isn't really "about" anything. I mean, yes, on the surface it is about a woman in a hospital talking to a boy that isn't hers about what has happened to her and her daughter. But that isn't really it, this is just the first layer of meaning you can unpack from this short but impactful book. It is about a mother's fear, about voodoo, about trust, about losing everything, about fever dreams, and other dreams, about nothing at all. The book is structured as a dialogue between Amanda and the boy and as such it is wonderfully circular and weird and just like a conversation one might have (minus the worms).
This is a book that practically begs a reread, there is so much to unpack, so much to understand and this understanding didn't happen for me the first time around. I mean this in the best way possible. I love how highly metaphorical this weird little book is and I think there just is something really special about the whole experience. I definitely understand why it is longlisted for the Man Booker International and I am excited to see more people reading this as a result. It is absolutely worth it - if you're okay with weirdness and thing being just beyond the grasp of reason.
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I received an arc of this book curtesy of NetGalley and Oneworld Publications in exchange for an honest review. Thanks for that!
January 13, 2024
Have you ever had a dream where you are trying to run through something sticky and thick like mud, bubble gum or quicksand and you can鈥檛 quite get moving and you鈥檙e surrounded by misery, sadness and it鈥檚 all a bit murky and mysterious?
Well reading Fever Dream by Samanta Schweblin felt just like that.
The story involves a boy called David visiting a woman called Amanda in a small rural hospital. It is essentially a conversation between the two of them. Something bad has happened or is happening to Amanda, but we don鈥檛 know exactly know what.
This is a very scary tale, and some scenes were really, really frightening (to me). It鈥檚 not about gore, monsters, murder or creatures 鈥� the fright is kind of low lying, mysterious, unseen. But something IS wrong. I really don鈥檛 want to spoil the experience by saying anymore.
But the thing that struck me about this book the most, is the pacing and the clever way the author manages this. For me, it was two paced, a story told in two gears 鈥� one of the characters in the conversation is in a rush, the other wants to take time. I was stuck in this 鈥榥o-mans land鈥� where I wanted to hear more details slowly, but I also felt the need to hurry along as if there was some sort of imperative to do so. It honestly was the weirdest feeling. Truly strange. In fact, writing about it now is making my arms tingle and my chest and stomach feel funny. In some ways a bit like you may feel during a nightmare.
For a book to achieve such a visceral result in the reader is very clever, this author knows what she鈥檚 doing.
I have been searching for a terrifying experience for a long time 鈥� all within the safe confines of my house, with my pup and a cuppa by my side of course 鈥� and this one certainly delivered. I will have to seek out more work by this Argentinian author.
A great book.
5 Stars
Well reading Fever Dream by Samanta Schweblin felt just like that.
The story involves a boy called David visiting a woman called Amanda in a small rural hospital. It is essentially a conversation between the two of them. Something bad has happened or is happening to Amanda, but we don鈥檛 know exactly know what.
This is a very scary tale, and some scenes were really, really frightening (to me). It鈥檚 not about gore, monsters, murder or creatures 鈥� the fright is kind of low lying, mysterious, unseen. But something IS wrong. I really don鈥檛 want to spoil the experience by saying anymore.
But the thing that struck me about this book the most, is the pacing and the clever way the author manages this. For me, it was two paced, a story told in two gears 鈥� one of the characters in the conversation is in a rush, the other wants to take time. I was stuck in this 鈥榥o-mans land鈥� where I wanted to hear more details slowly, but I also felt the need to hurry along as if there was some sort of imperative to do so. It honestly was the weirdest feeling. Truly strange. In fact, writing about it now is making my arms tingle and my chest and stomach feel funny. In some ways a bit like you may feel during a nightmare.
For a book to achieve such a visceral result in the reader is very clever, this author knows what she鈥檚 doing.
I have been searching for a terrifying experience for a long time 鈥� all within the safe confines of my house, with my pup and a cuppa by my side of course 鈥� and this one certainly delivered. I will have to seek out more work by this Argentinian author.
A great book.
5 Stars
June 12, 2019
Excelente novela (驴relato?) con tintes esot茅ricos y lecci贸n ecol贸gica de fondo (驴seguro?). Que algo tan corto sea tan sumamente inquietante me deja muerta. Tampoco puedo resistirme a la tem谩tica madre-hija ni al veneno. Uf, el veneno. No conoc铆a a la autora, pero me dicen por el pinganillo que su futuro brilla. Me alegra habernos visto las caras. Qui茅n sabe qu茅 m谩s es capaz de hacer...
August 28, 2017
A fast read, and while I read it, I did find it compelling, but the ending is totally dissatisfying and very odd. Maybe I missed something crucial, however I felt there was such a build-up and such tension, I was expecting some great revelation at the end. A talented writer (and translator), but perhaps better suited to the short story, or even poetry. Her language is moving and lyrical, but the story feels incomplete to me.
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February 19, 2017
Do you ever read two (or more) completely unrelated books, in quick succession, that seem 鈥� somehow, by coincidence 鈥� spiritually identical? This has happened to me recently with Iain Reid's
and Samanta Schweblin's Fever Dream. (I'm tempted to add Jen George's short story collection
too, since it's insistently dreamlike and illogical, but it's too irreverent to be a true match for the others.) Both Ending Things and Fever Dream are very short novellas that can easily be read in their entirety in an hour or two. They share a sense of shifting nightmare logic and a horrible compulsive darkness that makes you burn through the pages in search of an answer. Both feel predominantly like horror stories despite the absence of many of the genre's typical hallmarks and the fact that they are not packaged as horror.
Fever Dream opens with a disorientating conversation; I had to read the first page several times. Eventually it becomes apparent that the narrator, Amanda, is lying in a hospital bed and answering the questions put to her, with some urgency, by a boy named David. She is telling a story, or rather recounting things that have happened to her, while David is trying to identify 'the important thing', 'the exact moment when the worms come into being'. What worms? Well, exactly. It doesn't seem likely they are actual worms, but in this aptly-named novella you can never be sure.
A narrative emerges, taking place just a few days earlier. Amanda and her young daughter, Nina, meet David and his mother, Carla, while on holiday. Carla claims there is something wrong with David, and then she, in turn, tells Amanda a story. When David was three, he was poisoned after drinking contaminated water from a stream. Carla took him to 'the green house', where a local woman performed a 'migration': sending David's soul into another's body so he could continue to live. Since then, his body has been inhabited by the spirit of another. So Carla says. What happens to Amanda and Nina after this is what leads to Amanda's hospitalisation and David's demand that they pinpoint 'the exact moment', 'before time runs out'. Though some aspects of the story seem meaningful to Amanda, David dispassionately skips over anything he deems unimportant. Some details are recurring motifs: Carla's gold bikini, Nina's cuddly toy mole. Then there's the matter of the 'rescue distance', Amanda's obsessive idea of how far she can safely be from her daughter in case of an emergency.
It's quite a strange thing to read a story where you fear the ending but feel a desperate need to get to it. Fever Dream made me feel sick, but I can't tell you why. It really is like a nonsensical dream from which you wake with a great sense of dread, as though you've had a terrible nightmare, even though the details weren't particularly horrifying in themselves. I'm really not sure I understood it, and reading other reviews, including those from professional critics, I'm not convinced many other people did either. It teases some dreadful shock but never shows its hand. In the end, that lack of an answer, the fruitless search for understanding, is the real horror.
I received an advance review copy of Fever Dream from the publisher through .
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Fever Dream opens with a disorientating conversation; I had to read the first page several times. Eventually it becomes apparent that the narrator, Amanda, is lying in a hospital bed and answering the questions put to her, with some urgency, by a boy named David. She is telling a story, or rather recounting things that have happened to her, while David is trying to identify 'the important thing', 'the exact moment when the worms come into being'. What worms? Well, exactly. It doesn't seem likely they are actual worms, but in this aptly-named novella you can never be sure.
A narrative emerges, taking place just a few days earlier. Amanda and her young daughter, Nina, meet David and his mother, Carla, while on holiday. Carla claims there is something wrong with David, and then she, in turn, tells Amanda a story. When David was three, he was poisoned after drinking contaminated water from a stream. Carla took him to 'the green house', where a local woman performed a 'migration': sending David's soul into another's body so he could continue to live. Since then, his body has been inhabited by the spirit of another. So Carla says. What happens to Amanda and Nina after this is what leads to Amanda's hospitalisation and David's demand that they pinpoint 'the exact moment', 'before time runs out'. Though some aspects of the story seem meaningful to Amanda, David dispassionately skips over anything he deems unimportant. Some details are recurring motifs: Carla's gold bikini, Nina's cuddly toy mole. Then there's the matter of the 'rescue distance', Amanda's obsessive idea of how far she can safely be from her daughter in case of an emergency.
It's quite a strange thing to read a story where you fear the ending but feel a desperate need to get to it. Fever Dream made me feel sick, but I can't tell you why. It really is like a nonsensical dream from which you wake with a great sense of dread, as though you've had a terrible nightmare, even though the details weren't particularly horrifying in themselves. I'm really not sure I understood it, and reading other reviews, including those from professional critics, I'm not convinced many other people did either. It teases some dreadful shock but never shows its hand. In the end, that lack of an answer, the fruitless search for understanding, is the real horror.
I received an advance review copy of Fever Dream from the publisher through .
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April 7, 2021
Tekinsizli臒i muhte艧em verebilen bir yazar Schweblin. Zaman kaymas谋na ra臒men anlat谋m谋n hi莽 kopmamas谋, duygular谋n "kurtarma mesafesinden" bile mesafeli ama vurucu aktar谋lmas谋, minik gibi g枚r眉nen korkutucu ekolojik f谋s谋lt谋, karakterlerin az谋c谋k zamanda ses tonunu bile duyulacak kadar ba艧ar谋l谋 derinle艧mesi hayran b谋rakt谋. E daha ne olsun :)
October 28, 2021
Acabo de leer un relato malrollero y adictivo a la par que inquietante. Pero no solo eso, sino que tambi茅n es bastante asfixiante, retorcido, opresivo, potente, angustiante, aterrador... y podr铆a seguir; que conste que lo digo muy enserio. Justo as铆 es como Samanta Schweblin se convierte en esas escritoras a las que yo le leer铆a absolutamente todo lo que publique, cosa que he comprobado con esta novela corta.
La historia est谩 fuertemente enmarcada por la intriga y el suspenso psicol贸gico, y lo trabaja de una manera que se te hace amena y adictiva. La poca extensi贸n de esta novelette es la raz贸n de que una vez que lo cojas no puedas soltarlo hasta su envolvente y aterrador desenlace. En fin, que te lo lees rapid铆simo y como lector asistes a una conversaci贸n bastante inc贸moda y asfixiante entre Amanda y un ni帽o peque帽o llamado David; dos personas que est谩n conectadas a ra铆z de otros personajes y situaciones que no quiero revelar y que ellos poco a poco desentra帽aran en conjunto. Para eso, hay que leer la historia y a medida de que la conversaci贸n se va profundizando conocemos los escabrosos detalles que permiten que cada quien le de su sentido al relato contado.
El eje de la historia est谩 puesto b谩sicamente sobre la tem谩tica de la maternidad y esa distancia de rescate que es muy necesaria ante situaciones en peligro para los hijos, aunque esto llevado un poco al lado insano de la obsesi贸n. Y s铆, hay un peligro latente e inminente en esa atm贸sfera extra帽a y tensionante en el que se ambienta el relato; de hecho, hay un desastre ecol贸gico de buenas proporciones. Adem谩s, est谩 esa parte de realismo m谩gico en el que lo fant谩stico toma relevancia en la historia. Pero sobretodo, lo m谩s interesante es la sensaci贸n de que en la medida que te vas sumergiendo en la historia de Amanda y Nina y de Carla y David lo que se encuentra uno son m谩s preguntas que respuestas. Es una trama en la que todo se basa en suposiciones y en la pluralidad de conclusiones a las que se puede llegar con lo poco que se cuenta. Una aut茅ntica maravilla por lo angustioso e inquietante que resulta pero m谩s a煤n por ese malestar que te deja; el desasosiego de no saber qu茅 es lo que ocurre con exactitud.
La historia est谩 fuertemente enmarcada por la intriga y el suspenso psicol贸gico, y lo trabaja de una manera que se te hace amena y adictiva. La poca extensi贸n de esta novelette es la raz贸n de que una vez que lo cojas no puedas soltarlo hasta su envolvente y aterrador desenlace. En fin, que te lo lees rapid铆simo y como lector asistes a una conversaci贸n bastante inc贸moda y asfixiante entre Amanda y un ni帽o peque帽o llamado David; dos personas que est谩n conectadas a ra铆z de otros personajes y situaciones que no quiero revelar y que ellos poco a poco desentra帽aran en conjunto. Para eso, hay que leer la historia y a medida de que la conversaci贸n se va profundizando conocemos los escabrosos detalles que permiten que cada quien le de su sentido al relato contado.
El eje de la historia est谩 puesto b谩sicamente sobre la tem谩tica de la maternidad y esa distancia de rescate que es muy necesaria ante situaciones en peligro para los hijos, aunque esto llevado un poco al lado insano de la obsesi贸n. Y s铆, hay un peligro latente e inminente en esa atm贸sfera extra帽a y tensionante en el que se ambienta el relato; de hecho, hay un desastre ecol贸gico de buenas proporciones. Adem谩s, est谩 esa parte de realismo m谩gico en el que lo fant谩stico toma relevancia en la historia. Pero sobretodo, lo m谩s interesante es la sensaci贸n de que en la medida que te vas sumergiendo en la historia de Amanda y Nina y de Carla y David lo que se encuentra uno son m谩s preguntas que respuestas. Es una trama en la que todo se basa en suposiciones y en la pluralidad de conclusiones a las que se puede llegar con lo poco que se cuenta. Una aut茅ntica maravilla por lo angustioso e inquietante que resulta pero m谩s a煤n por ese malestar que te deja; el desasosiego de no saber qu茅 es lo que ocurre con exactitud.
April 21, 2021
Fever dream was interesting and original.
When reading I felt the need to complete it in one sitting to get the full effect of the writing and the story. As it鈥檚 a fairly short book and easy to read, this was easy to do.
However I was hoping for it to all come together and make sense at the end and unfortunately it just didn鈥檛.
When reading I felt the need to complete it in one sitting to get the full effect of the writing and the story. As it鈥檚 a fairly short book and easy to read, this was easy to do.
However I was hoping for it to all come together and make sense at the end and unfortunately it just didn鈥檛.
February 7, 2017
I couldn't put this down. It's a quick read anyway, but still the story draws you in from the first page. There's so much going on, and Schweblin's delivery is perfectly paced as the plot develops. There is an eerie, something's-not-quite-right tone which presides over the story, and subtle reminders of this pop up every once in a while. I feel that the ending was a little rushed; in a way it finishes the story, but also leaves the reader with a lot of questions.
June 12, 2017
Hmmm, how to review Fever Dream? I don't think I've ever read anything like it before. It has the most incredible sense of unease running through its twisting narrative. I had no idea what was going on for most of the novel and I'm still not entirely sure I do. But it's not a story I will forget in a hurry.
Amanda, a holidaymaker in rural Argentina, lies in a hospital bed. David, the creepy son of a local woman named Carla, sits nearby and presses Amanda to recount the events that have led her here. She can't see or move. David says it's because of the worms and that "we have to find the exact moment when the worms come into being . . . It鈥檚 very important, it鈥檚 very important for us all." Amanda tells him about the recent conversations she has had with his mother, which reveal a distressing tale. She knows she is about to die in this dark hospital room. But what are these worms David keeps talking about? What is the "important thing" he constantly refers to? And what on earth has become of her young daughter Nina?
Maternal anxiety is one of the main themes of Fever Dream. Amanda talks about "the rescue distance" throughout the story, a continuous mental calculation she makes of how long it would take to rescue Nina in an emergency. Carla initially felt the same concern for David's well-being but ever since the terrifying incident that occurred, she feels like she has lost him. He seems like a different person, she says. Amanda is eternally conscious of Nina's safety but it only takes one horrifying, seemingly innocuous moment for her world to unravel.
I've since discovered that Schweblin is a big fan of David Lynch and especially of Twin Peaks. His influence is strong in this novel, especially in the shifting border between dreams and reality. She says that the "intense feeling that something strange can happen" is something she wants to transfer to her readers. Well she certainly succeeds on that level. I can't remember the last time I've read a novel so unsettling. There are hints at an ecological root to the horror that unfolds, but most of this disturbing tale left to our own interpretation. Fever Dream is a unique and daring debut - its haunting, innovative storytelling marks Samanta Schweblin out as a writer of enormous talent.
Amanda, a holidaymaker in rural Argentina, lies in a hospital bed. David, the creepy son of a local woman named Carla, sits nearby and presses Amanda to recount the events that have led her here. She can't see or move. David says it's because of the worms and that "we have to find the exact moment when the worms come into being . . . It鈥檚 very important, it鈥檚 very important for us all." Amanda tells him about the recent conversations she has had with his mother, which reveal a distressing tale. She knows she is about to die in this dark hospital room. But what are these worms David keeps talking about? What is the "important thing" he constantly refers to? And what on earth has become of her young daughter Nina?
Maternal anxiety is one of the main themes of Fever Dream. Amanda talks about "the rescue distance" throughout the story, a continuous mental calculation she makes of how long it would take to rescue Nina in an emergency. Carla initially felt the same concern for David's well-being but ever since the terrifying incident that occurred, she feels like she has lost him. He seems like a different person, she says. Amanda is eternally conscious of Nina's safety but it only takes one horrifying, seemingly innocuous moment for her world to unravel.
I've since discovered that Schweblin is a big fan of David Lynch and especially of Twin Peaks. His influence is strong in this novel, especially in the shifting border between dreams and reality. She says that the "intense feeling that something strange can happen" is something she wants to transfer to her readers. Well she certainly succeeds on that level. I can't remember the last time I've read a novel so unsettling. There are hints at an ecological root to the horror that unfolds, but most of this disturbing tale left to our own interpretation. Fever Dream is a unique and daring debut - its haunting, innovative storytelling marks Samanta Schweblin out as a writer of enormous talent.
September 30, 2021
En este relato largo o novela corta (su autora es una fiel defensora del cuento y aqu铆 lo demuestra) encontramos el mejor ejemplo de que no hacen faltan muchas p谩ginas para crear una gran historia. Potente, desgarradora y muy perturbadora. Esos son los adjetivos que definen esta peque帽a pero intensa obra sin g茅nero claramente definido, aunque se podr铆a englobar en el terror con realismo y su punto fant谩stico, que devorar谩s sin darte apenas cuenta con un nudo en el est贸mago.
En Distancia de rescate Samanta nos sumerge en un paisaje buc贸lico de la pampa Argentina donde predomina el curanderismo. Un paisaje que se torna aterrador y t贸xico cuando una amenaza ecol贸gica se cierne sobre sus habitantes.
En forma de relato nos adentraremos en la conversaci贸n de dos madres sobre sus respectivos hijos.
Por un lado, Carla le narra en el coche a Amanda lo sucedido en el pasado con su hijo David, un ni帽o realmente inquietante. En este relato conoceremos tambi茅n a su marido Omar y su pasi贸n por los caballos.
Y por otro lado, tenemos el relato de Amanda y su adorable hija Nina. A la cual siente constantemente en el borde de la llamada distancia de rescate, esa distancia que a veces est谩 tan tirante que nos asfixia.
David en el presente ser谩 el que insista a Amanda a recordar lo sucedido, a tirar de ese hilo, a ahondar en los detalles de la historia, a escarbar como gusanos hasta llegar donde empez贸 todo.
Todas las que hemos experimentado la odisea de la maternidad sentiremos ese desasosiego que tan bien nos sabe transmitir su autora.
Una pluma que te atrapa y no te suelta hasta su sorprendente final.
Hay que fijarse en cada detalle y a煤n as铆 no podr谩s evitar quedarte con cara de p贸quer al llegar al final.
Muchas inc贸gnitas que tendr谩s que digerir.
Muchas preguntas a las que tendr谩s que buscar respuestas.
Un estilo que puede que no contente a todos porque su narraci贸n despista y hay que estar con los cinco sentidos puestos para no perder detalle.
Me ha dejado mal cuerpo. Esa es mi conclusi贸n final.
驴D贸nde est谩n Nina y su madre Amanda? 驴Qu茅 ocurri贸 en ese pueblo?
Ese horror latente est谩 presente desde la primera p谩gina y esa ambig眉edad en el relato de Amanda nos despistar谩 en m谩s de una ocasi贸n.听
Todas estas preguntas tienen su respuesta en el interior de esta novela de menos de 130 p谩ginas.
鈻禪na novela inclasificable para reflexionar sobre los miedos de la maternidad en un entorno asfixiante de desastre ecol贸gico.
馃敻"Lo llamo distancia de rescate, as铆 llamo a esa distancia variable que me separa de mi hija y me paso la mitad del d铆a calcul谩ndola, aunque siempre arriesgo m谩s de lo que deber铆a."
馃摎 馃摎
En Distancia de rescate Samanta nos sumerge en un paisaje buc贸lico de la pampa Argentina donde predomina el curanderismo. Un paisaje que se torna aterrador y t贸xico cuando una amenaza ecol贸gica se cierne sobre sus habitantes.
En forma de relato nos adentraremos en la conversaci贸n de dos madres sobre sus respectivos hijos.
Por un lado, Carla le narra en el coche a Amanda lo sucedido en el pasado con su hijo David, un ni帽o realmente inquietante. En este relato conoceremos tambi茅n a su marido Omar y su pasi贸n por los caballos.
Y por otro lado, tenemos el relato de Amanda y su adorable hija Nina. A la cual siente constantemente en el borde de la llamada distancia de rescate, esa distancia que a veces est谩 tan tirante que nos asfixia.
David en el presente ser谩 el que insista a Amanda a recordar lo sucedido, a tirar de ese hilo, a ahondar en los detalles de la historia, a escarbar como gusanos hasta llegar donde empez贸 todo.
Todas las que hemos experimentado la odisea de la maternidad sentiremos ese desasosiego que tan bien nos sabe transmitir su autora.
Una pluma que te atrapa y no te suelta hasta su sorprendente final.
Hay que fijarse en cada detalle y a煤n as铆 no podr谩s evitar quedarte con cara de p贸quer al llegar al final.
Muchas inc贸gnitas que tendr谩s que digerir.
Muchas preguntas a las que tendr谩s que buscar respuestas.
Un estilo que puede que no contente a todos porque su narraci贸n despista y hay que estar con los cinco sentidos puestos para no perder detalle.
Me ha dejado mal cuerpo. Esa es mi conclusi贸n final.
驴D贸nde est谩n Nina y su madre Amanda? 驴Qu茅 ocurri贸 en ese pueblo?
Ese horror latente est谩 presente desde la primera p谩gina y esa ambig眉edad en el relato de Amanda nos despistar谩 en m谩s de una ocasi贸n.听
Todas estas preguntas tienen su respuesta en el interior de esta novela de menos de 130 p谩ginas.
鈻禪na novela inclasificable para reflexionar sobre los miedos de la maternidad en un entorno asfixiante de desastre ecol贸gico.
馃敻"Lo llamo distancia de rescate, as铆 llamo a esa distancia variable que me separa de mi hija y me paso la mitad del d铆a calcul谩ndola, aunque siempre arriesgo m谩s de lo que deber铆a."
馃摎 馃摎
October 4, 2017
Seriously.......
This little book is like a shotglass full of crazy.
Bottoms up and brace for the effect.
Amanda and her young daughter, Nina, are renting a cottage near a horse ranch. It's a very different place from their usual summer retreats. Both of them linger by the pool. The warm sun and the soft breeze lull them into a blissful state.
But the presence of another female, Carla, causes them to turn their heads in her direction. She is barefoot and wearing a shiny gold bikini. Carla opens the car door and slides behind the wheel. Amanda and Nina find themselves inside the vehicle, too, as Carla begins to tell them a very complex and unsettling story about her son, David.
As the story unfolds further, we find Amanda recanting her own story to this elusive David while laying in a hospital bed. There is a certain urgency in the telling as if Amanda's hours are numbered......
Fever Dream is the first novel of Samanta Schweblin and a finalist for the Maio Vargas Llosa Prize and winner of the Tigre Juan Prize. It's been translated by Megan McDowell. Schweblin is originally from Buenos Aires. But it is the Buenos Aires connection that intrigues me. Perhaps the tale within is a composite of regional folklore twisted and diced with haunting recollections of things "that go bump in the Buenos Aires night". There's also the flavor of sights and sounds that hold no particular meaning except that these elements give off a whiff of crawling decay that sticks to your fingertips.
Be aware of one thing: Fever Dream will certainly not be for everyone. Either you get it or you don't. There's not much in between. Is it the fever that rages within the story or is the creepy story itself carried on the back of a dream? Only one way to find out.
This little book is like a shotglass full of crazy.
Bottoms up and brace for the effect.
Amanda and her young daughter, Nina, are renting a cottage near a horse ranch. It's a very different place from their usual summer retreats. Both of them linger by the pool. The warm sun and the soft breeze lull them into a blissful state.
But the presence of another female, Carla, causes them to turn their heads in her direction. She is barefoot and wearing a shiny gold bikini. Carla opens the car door and slides behind the wheel. Amanda and Nina find themselves inside the vehicle, too, as Carla begins to tell them a very complex and unsettling story about her son, David.
As the story unfolds further, we find Amanda recanting her own story to this elusive David while laying in a hospital bed. There is a certain urgency in the telling as if Amanda's hours are numbered......
Fever Dream is the first novel of Samanta Schweblin and a finalist for the Maio Vargas Llosa Prize and winner of the Tigre Juan Prize. It's been translated by Megan McDowell. Schweblin is originally from Buenos Aires. But it is the Buenos Aires connection that intrigues me. Perhaps the tale within is a composite of regional folklore twisted and diced with haunting recollections of things "that go bump in the Buenos Aires night". There's also the flavor of sights and sounds that hold no particular meaning except that these elements give off a whiff of crawling decay that sticks to your fingertips.
Be aware of one thing: Fever Dream will certainly not be for everyone. Either you get it or you don't. There's not much in between. Is it the fever that rages within the story or is the creepy story itself carried on the back of a dream? Only one way to find out.
March 29, 2021
Okurken bu kadar gerildi臒im ba艧ka bir kitap hat谋rlam谋yorum. Schweblin 鈥榠n romanc谋l谋臒谋 bence 枚yk眉c眉l眉臒眉nden daha kuvvetli. De臒i艧ik bir 艧ey okumak isteyenlere 莽ok tavsiye ediyorum.
December 8, 2022
(Full review 4/29/18)
Freaky. As. Hell. At only 150-some large-print pages, this should probably be read in one sitting for maximum effect, the spell shouldn't be broken (I read nearly all of it last night and finished it just now). The momentum just keeps carrying you forward, making it hard to stop even if you wanted. Brilliant. Full review to come.
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A woman named Amanda lies feverish and dying in a hospital bed, and she has no idea how she got there. A young boy is her only companion, whispering in her ear, guiding her to some important moment that she needs to remember. Something to do with worms. Getting inside her. She tells him the story of the past few days, reliving the seconds as if they were happening in the present. She recounts vacationing with her young daughter in a small town, where she (Amanda) becomes friends with a woman next door who has a frightening story about how her little boy is not really her little boy: he looks just like her son, but he's something else entirely.
Wondering how all this leads to Amanda's current dying state is what keeps the reader turning the pages. Not only that, but there's an underlying creepiness throughout, embedded within the pages. There were several times when I was majorly freaked-out even when nothing scary was happening on the surface. There's just an eeriness to the prose itself that slowly grows and grows, which separates this from a typical well-told horror story, and trying to figure out just what the hell was going on made me stay up til 5:30 in the morning to try and finish it (alas, I had to finish the last few pages a few hours later when I woke up, which thankfully didn't ruin the effect).
Highly recommended for fans of literary horror, or for anyone in the mood for a perfectly-paced mystery with ambiguous supernatural goings-on.
4.5 Stars.
Freaky. As. Hell. At only 150-some large-print pages, this should probably be read in one sitting for maximum effect, the spell shouldn't be broken (I read nearly all of it last night and finished it just now). The momentum just keeps carrying you forward, making it hard to stop even if you wanted. Brilliant. Full review to come.
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A woman named Amanda lies feverish and dying in a hospital bed, and she has no idea how she got there. A young boy is her only companion, whispering in her ear, guiding her to some important moment that she needs to remember. Something to do with worms. Getting inside her. She tells him the story of the past few days, reliving the seconds as if they were happening in the present. She recounts vacationing with her young daughter in a small town, where she (Amanda) becomes friends with a woman next door who has a frightening story about how her little boy is not really her little boy: he looks just like her son, but he's something else entirely.
Wondering how all this leads to Amanda's current dying state is what keeps the reader turning the pages. Not only that, but there's an underlying creepiness throughout, embedded within the pages. There were several times when I was majorly freaked-out even when nothing scary was happening on the surface. There's just an eeriness to the prose itself that slowly grows and grows, which separates this from a typical well-told horror story, and trying to figure out just what the hell was going on made me stay up til 5:30 in the morning to try and finish it (alas, I had to finish the last few pages a few hours later when I woke up, which thankfully didn't ruin the effect).
Highly recommended for fans of literary horror, or for anyone in the mood for a perfectly-paced mystery with ambiguous supernatural goings-on.
4.5 Stars.
June 12, 2022
K眉莽眉kken annem, ben sokakta oyun oynamaya 莽谋kmadan 枚nce tembihlerine ba艧lard谋. Hep ayn谋 c眉mlelerden olu艧urdu bu rit眉el:
鈥楬眉lya seni g枚rebilece臒im yerlerde oyna, balkondan bakt谋臒谋mda seni g枚rece臒im.
Seslendi臒imde duyacaks谋n鈥�
Ve bir g眉n iki sokak a艧a臒谋ya gittim arkada艧lar谋m谋n pe艧inden, bir dut a臒ac谋 vard谋 ve Tanr谋m o dutlar 莽ok lezzetliydi! Ne kadar zaman ge莽irdim bilmiyorum ama art谋k eve gideyim diye d眉艧眉n眉rken annemi g枚rd眉m kar艧谋mda. Bir ruh gibiydi. Ba臒谋r谋yordu: 鈥樏k korktum, 莽ok ba臒谋rd谋m duymad谋n鈥�
艦imdi d眉艧眉n眉yorum, ben uzakla艧maktan de臒il kar艧谋mdaki annemi korkutmu艧 olmaktan dolay谋 a臒l谋yordum. Y谋llar sonra ba艧ka bir 艧ehire gittim okumak i莽in, her g眉n i艧e gidiyorum veyahut. Ama bana seslenmek istedi臒inde telefon a莽谋yor art谋k annem, o telefonu ertelemiyorum, hemen a莽谋yorum..
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Kurtarma Mesafesi 莽ocuklu臒uma dair bu an谋y谋 canland谋rd谋.. B眉y眉k bir huzursuzlukla okudum. Ta艧raya tatile giden Amanda ve k谋z谋 Nina鈥檔谋n yollar谋n谋n o ye艧il evle kesi艧mesini karn谋mda a臒r谋yla okudum. Bitene kadar b谋rakmad谋m elimden. B眉y眉k bir u臒ursuzlu臒u okurcas谋na..
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A臒谋zdaki Ku艧lar kitapl谋臒谋mda beklerken; elim 枚nce bu kitab谋na gitti yazar谋n. Tabii ki di臒er kitab谋 beklemeyecek art谋k.
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脟ok sevdim. (Beni konfor alan谋mdan 莽谋karan her kitab谋 sevmeye meyilliyim san谋r谋m)
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Emrah 陌mre 莽evirisi, Utku Lomlu kapak tasar谋m谋yla~
鈥楬眉lya seni g枚rebilece臒im yerlerde oyna, balkondan bakt谋臒谋mda seni g枚rece臒im.
Seslendi臒imde duyacaks谋n鈥�
Ve bir g眉n iki sokak a艧a臒谋ya gittim arkada艧lar谋m谋n pe艧inden, bir dut a臒ac谋 vard谋 ve Tanr谋m o dutlar 莽ok lezzetliydi! Ne kadar zaman ge莽irdim bilmiyorum ama art谋k eve gideyim diye d眉艧眉n眉rken annemi g枚rd眉m kar艧谋mda. Bir ruh gibiydi. Ba臒谋r谋yordu: 鈥樏k korktum, 莽ok ba臒谋rd谋m duymad谋n鈥�
艦imdi d眉艧眉n眉yorum, ben uzakla艧maktan de臒il kar艧谋mdaki annemi korkutmu艧 olmaktan dolay谋 a臒l谋yordum. Y谋llar sonra ba艧ka bir 艧ehire gittim okumak i莽in, her g眉n i艧e gidiyorum veyahut. Ama bana seslenmek istedi臒inde telefon a莽谋yor art谋k annem, o telefonu ertelemiyorum, hemen a莽谋yorum..
.
Kurtarma Mesafesi 莽ocuklu臒uma dair bu an谋y谋 canland谋rd谋.. B眉y眉k bir huzursuzlukla okudum. Ta艧raya tatile giden Amanda ve k谋z谋 Nina鈥檔谋n yollar谋n谋n o ye艧il evle kesi艧mesini karn谋mda a臒r谋yla okudum. Bitene kadar b谋rakmad谋m elimden. B眉y眉k bir u臒ursuzlu臒u okurcas谋na..
.
A臒谋zdaki Ku艧lar kitapl谋臒谋mda beklerken; elim 枚nce bu kitab谋na gitti yazar谋n. Tabii ki di臒er kitab谋 beklemeyecek art谋k.
.
脟ok sevdim. (Beni konfor alan谋mdan 莽谋karan her kitab谋 sevmeye meyilliyim san谋r谋m)
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Emrah 陌mre 莽evirisi, Utku Lomlu kapak tasar谋m谋yla~
January 24, 2018
I tried to enjoy this but honestly the writing and story telling is way to "out-there" for me to enjoy. And while i would give it a higher rating because apparently people love the strangeness of this i personally don't get it?
Now before anyone says i just don't "get" the story, i don't understand what it is about.
I understand its a woman telling a little boy a story -keeps getting interrupted by him which completely throw me out of it when i was finally feeling i was understanding a bit of what was happening by the way!- and decides to make it a story about something that happened with her mother.
But the writing is so not enjoyable to me, the story is so very strange. And yes it is the most fitting title ever in existence since the first book was published, but it didn't work for me since it makes no sense.
And i am sorry but for me to be able to enjoy and actually give a book a better rating? i have to at least feel like i understand what the heck the author wanted to tell me instead of just reading... well words that make absolutely no sense as most fever dreams do. but i need more from a book. I need an actual story, i need an actual plot line that makes sense, and one that i can understand without having to try and having to annualise the entire book from the first sentence until the last.
I am reading for pleasure and this was sadly not enjoyable at all.
Now before anyone says i just don't "get" the story, i don't understand what it is about.
I understand its a woman telling a little boy a story -keeps getting interrupted by him which completely throw me out of it when i was finally feeling i was understanding a bit of what was happening by the way!- and decides to make it a story about something that happened with her mother.
But the writing is so not enjoyable to me, the story is so very strange. And yes it is the most fitting title ever in existence since the first book was published, but it didn't work for me since it makes no sense.
And i am sorry but for me to be able to enjoy and actually give a book a better rating? i have to at least feel like i understand what the heck the author wanted to tell me instead of just reading... well words that make absolutely no sense as most fever dreams do. but i need more from a book. I need an actual story, i need an actual plot line that makes sense, and one that i can understand without having to try and having to annualise the entire book from the first sentence until the last.
I am reading for pleasure and this was sadly not enjoyable at all.
May 29, 2020
螝喂 蠈位伪 蟿蔚位蔚委蠅蟽伪谓 魏喂 委蟽蠅蟼 谓伪鈥櫹勎蔽� 蟿慰 蟿苇蟻渭伪 渭伪 渭蟺慰蟻蔚委 魏伪喂 畏 伪蟻蠂萎 渭喂伪蟼 伪苇谓伪畏蟼 蔚蟺伪谓维位畏蠄畏蟼, 渭喂伪蟼 渭蔚蟿伪未慰蟿喂魏萎蟼 蟿慰尉喂魏蠈蟿畏蟿伪蟼 蟺慰蠀 渭蟺慰蟻慰蠉蟽蔚 谓伪 伪蟺慰未畏渭萎蟽蔚喂 魏伪喂 谓伪 渭慰喂蟻维蟽蔚喂 蟿畏谓 伪蟻谓畏蟿喂魏萎 蔚谓苇蟻纬蔚喂伪 蟽蔚 蟿苇蟻伪蟿伪 魏伪喂 蟽畏渭蔚委伪, 伪位位维 魏伪喂 谓伪 渭蔚胃蠉蟽蔚喂 伪蟺慰 蟿畏谓 伪蠉蟻伪 蟿畏蟼 伪蟺慰位蠀蟿蟻蠅蟿喂魏萎蟼 胃蔚蟿喂魏萎蟼 蟺蟻慰蟽蔚蠀蠂萎蟼.
螝喂 蠈位伪 蟿蔚位蔚喂蠋蟽伪谓 蠈蟿伪谓 畏 蟿慰尉喂魏萎 未畏位畏蟿畏蟻委伪蟽畏 渭蟺萎魏蔚 蟽蟿慰 蟺蟻维蟽喂谓慰 蟽蟺委蟿喂, 渭蔚 蟿畏谓 魏伪蟻未喂维 蔚谓蠈蟼 渭喂魏蟻慰蠉 伪纬慰蟻喂慰蠉 蔚蟿慰喂渭慰胃维谓伪蟿慰蠀 - 苇渭慰喂伪味蔚 伪蟻魏蔚蟿维, 蠁蠀蟽喂魏维 魏伪喂 渭蔚蟿伪蠁蠀蟽喂魏维, 渭蔚 蟿慰 蟺蟻维蟽喂谓慰 蟽蟺委蟿喂 蟺慰蠀 蟽蟿苇纬伪蟽蔚 蟿慰 蟺蔚蟺蟻蠅渭苇谓慰 蟿慰蠀 螕喂蠈蟽伪 蠈蟿伪谓 蠂蟿委蟽蟿畏魏蔚 蟽蔚 魏维蟺慰喂慰 蠂蠅蟻喂蠈, 蟽蟿畏谓 魏伪蟻未喂维 蟿畏蟼 螒渭伪味慰谓委伪蟼.
螠蟺慰蟻蔚委 谓伪 萎蟿伪谓 蟿慰 委未喂慰. 螠蟺慰蟻蔚委 魏伪喂 蠈蠂喂. 螣喂 蟺伪蟻伪喂蟽胃萎蟽蔚喂蟼, 慰喂 蠄蔚蠀未伪喂蟽胃萎蟽蔚喂蟼 魏伪喂 慰喂 蟺伪蟻慰渭慰喂蠋蟽蔚喂蟼 蔚蟺喂蟿蟻苇蟺慰谓蟿伪喂 尉蔚魏维胃伪蟻伪 蠈蟿伪谓 渭喂伪 渭维纬喂蟽蟽伪 尾纬伪委谓蔚喂 伪蟺慰 蟿慰 蟺伪蟻伪渭蠉胃喂 魏伪喂 渭蟺伪委谓蔚喂 蟽蟿慰 魏位蔚喂蟽蟿慰蠁慰尾喂魏蠈 蟺蔚蟻喂尾维位位慰谓 蟿慰蠀 桅蟻维谓蟿蟼 螝维蠁魏伪 蠂蠅蟻委蟼 谓伪 魏蟻伪蟿维蔚喂 蟿畏谓 蟿蠈蟽慰 渭伪 蟿蠈蟽慰 伪蟺伪蟻伪委蟿畏蟿伪 魏蠀蟻委伪蟻蠂畏 蠂慰蟻未萎 蟺慰蠀 伪蠀尉维谓蔚喂 萎 渭蔚喂蠋谓蔚喂 蟿畏谓 喂蔚蟻萎 魏伪喂 蔚尉蠅魏慰蟽渭喂魏萎 蠁蟻委魏畏 伪纬伪蟺畏蟼 蟺慰蠀 慰蟻委味蔚蟿伪喂 伪蟺慰 蟿畏谓 伪蟺蠈蟽蟿伪蟽畏 伪蟽蠁伪位蔚委伪蟼.
螚 伪蟺蠈蟽蟿伪蟽畏 伪蟽蠁维位蔚喂伪蟼 蟽蔚 魏伪胃畏位蠋谓蔚喂 魏蠀蟻喂慰位蔚魏蟿喂魏维, 蔚委谓伪喂 渭喂伪 伪谓伪蟿蟻喂蠂喂伪蟽蟿喂魏萎 喂蟽蟿慰蟻委伪 蠁蠈尾慰蠀, 蟺伪谓喂魏慰蠉, 伪纬维蟺畏蟼,伪蟺蠈纬谓蠅蟽畏蟼 魏伪喂 胃伪谓维蟿慰蠀.
螆谓伪蟼 渭蔚位伪纬蠂慰位喂魏蠈蟼 蟿蟻蠈渭慰蟼 伪蟺位蠋谓蔚蟿伪喂 蟽伪谓 伪蔚蟻维魏喂 蟺慰蠀 未蟻慰蟽委味蔚喂 蔚谓蠋 蟺伪蟻维位位畏位伪 未畏位畏蟿畏蟻喂维味蔚喂 魏维胃蔚 蠁蠅谓萎 魏伪喂 魏维胃蔚 尾位苇渭渭伪.
螝维胃蔚 喂魏伪谓慰蟺慰委畏蟽畏 伪谓维纬魏畏蟼, 魏维胃蔚 伪谓伪蟺谓慰萎, 魏维胃蔚 纬慰蠀位喂维, 魏维胃蔚 维纬纬喂纬渭伪, 渭蔚蟿伪渭慰蟻蠁蠋谓蔚蟿伪喂 蟽蔚 维纬蟻喂慰 蟺伪蟻伪渭蠉胃喂, 蟽蔚 蔚蟺委蟺位伪蟽蟿畏 蟽喂纬慰蠀蟻喂维, 蟽蔚 蔚尉伪委蟽喂伪 蔚位魏蠀蟽蟿喂魏萎 蟺伪纬委未伪, 蟽蔚 苇谓伪 伪蟺慰位伪蠀蟽蟿喂魏蠈 伪纬蠋谓伪 渭蔚蟿伪尉蠉 蠂蟻蠈谓慰蠀 魏伪喂 渭谓萎渭畏蟼.
螒蟻纬蔚谓蟿喂谓萎 蟺慰谓维蟼.
韦慰 蠂蠋渭伪 蟽慰蠀 伪谓伪未蠉蔚喂 蟿慰尉喂魏维 未畏位畏蟿萎蟻喂伪 蟺慰蠀 蟺伪蟻维纬慰蠀谓 蟺位畏胃蠋蟻伪 魏蔚蟻未蠋谓 魏伪喂 胃伪谓维蟿蠅谓.
螤伪蟻维纬慰蠀谓 胃伪蠉渭伪蟿伪, 纬蔚谓谓慰蠉谓 渭蔚蟿伪位位伪纬渭苇谓畏 蠁蠉蟽畏 伪谓胃蟻蠋蟺喂谓畏蟼 蟻维蟿蟽伪蟼 魏伪喂 蟽魏慰蟻蟺维谓蔚 蟽蟺蠈蟻慰蠀蟼 蟺慰蠀 胃伪 魏伪蟻蟺慰蠁慰蟻萎蟽慰蠀谓 蟿喂蟼 渭伪蠉蟻蔚蟼 蟺伪蟺伪蟻慰蠉谓蔚蟼 蟿蠅谓 魏蟻蠀蠁蠋谓 魏伪畏渭蠋谓 魏伪喂 蟿畏蟼 渭伪蟿伪委蠅蟽畏蟼, 蟿慰蠀 蟺蠀蟻蔚蟿慰蠉, 蟿畏蟼 伪蠀蟿伪蟺维蟿畏蟼 魏伪喂 蟿畏蟼 蟺蟻伪纬渭伪蟿喂魏蠈蟿畏蟿伪蟼 蟽蟿畏谓 蟺喂慰 蟽魏位畏蟻维 蟻蔚伪位喂蟽蟿喂魏萎 蟿畏蟼 渭慰蟻蠁慰位慰纬委伪.
危伪谓 蟿慰 蠂蠋渭伪 蟺慰蠀 蟺慰蟿委味蔚蟿伪喂 渭蔚 蔚尉伪蟿渭喂蟽渭苇谓慰 谓蔚蟻蠈 魏伪喂 味伪蟻蠋谓蔚喂 魏伪喂 尉蔚蟻伪委谓蔚蟿伪喂 蔚谓蠋 蟻慰蠀蠁维蔚喂 蠀纬蟻伪蟽委伪 伪蟺慰 蟿畏谓 慰渭委蠂位畏 蟿畏蟼 渭慰委蟻伪蟼 魏伪喂 蟿畏谓 魏伪蟿维蟻伪 蟿蠅谓 伪蟺慰谓蔚谓慰畏渭苇谓蠅谓 谓蔚魏蟻蠋谓.
螤蟻蠈魏蔚喂蟿伪喂 纬喂伪 苇谓伪 伪蟻喂蟽蟿慰蠀蟻纬畏渭伪蟿喂魏蠈 渭蠀胃喂蟽蟿蠈蟻畏渭伪, 伪蟺慰纬蔚委蠅蟽畏蟼, 蟿伪蠉蟿喂蟽畏蟼, 伪蟺蔚喂位萎蟼 魏伪喂 蔚喂蟽尾慰位萎蟼 渭苇蟽伪 蟽蔚 魏慰渭喂蟽蟿苇蟼 蠂蠅蟻委蟼 蟿伪蠀蟿蠈蟿畏蟿伪, 渭苇蟽伪 蟽蔚 尉蔚谓喂蟽蟿苇蟼 未苇蟽渭喂慰蠀蟼 渭蔚 蟿慰 蟽魏慰蟿蔚喂谓蠈 伪蟺蠈魏慰蟽渭慰 魏伪喂 伪谓蠉蟺伪蟻魏蟿伪 伪位畏胃喂谓蠈 蟽蠉渭蟺伪谓.
螚 伪蟺蠈蟽蟿伪蟽畏 伪蟽蠁伪位蔚委伪蟼, 伪蟻蠂喂魏维 慰蟻委蟽蟿畏魏蔚 蔚未蠋, 蠅蟼 畏 渭蔚蟿伪尾位畏蟿萎 伪蟺蠈蟽蟿伪蟽畏 蟺慰蠀 蠂蠅蟻委味蔚喂 蟿畏 渭畏蟿苇蟻伪 伪蟺慰 蟿畏谓 魏蠈蟻畏 渭蔚 蟽魏慰蟺喂渭蠈蟿畏蟿伪 蟺蟻慰蟽蟿伪蟽委伪蟼 魏伪喂 伪蟺慰蟿苇位蔚蟽渭伪 伪蟺委蟽蟿蔚蠀蟿畏蟼 魏伪喂 渭慰谓伪未喂魏萎蟼 伪纬维蟺畏蟼.
螚 渭畏蟿苇蟻伪 渭蔚蟿蟻维蔚喂 魏伪喂 蠀蟺慰位慰纬委味蔚喂 伪蠀蟿萎 蟿畏谓 伪蟺蠈蟽蟿伪蟽畏 尉慰未蔚蠉慰谓蟿伪蟼 蟽蠂蔚未蠈谓 慰位蠈魏位畏蟻畏 蟿畏 味蠅萎 蟿畏蟼 伪谓 魏伪喂 蟺维谓蟿伪 蟻喂蟽魏维蟻蔚喂 蟺蔚蟻喂蟽蟽蠈蟿蔚蟻慰 伪蟺鈥櫸�,蟿喂 胃伪 鈥樝€蟻蔚蟺蔚.
螠伪 蟺慰喂伪 芦蟺蟻苇蟺蔚喂禄 魏伪喂 蟺慰喂蔚蟼 芦蟽蠀渭尾慰蠀位苇蟼 未喂伪蟺伪喂未伪纬蠋纬畏蟽畏蟼禄 胃伪 蠁蟻蔚谓维蟻慰蠀谓 蟿畏谓 喂位位喂纬喂蠋未畏 蟿伪蠂蠉蟿畏蟿伪 蟺蟻慰蟼 蟿畏谓 蟺伪谓维魏蔚喂伪 蟿畏蟼 渭畏蟿蟻喂魏萎蟼 伪纬魏伪位喂维蟼.
韦委蟺慰蟿蔚, 蟺慰蟿苇, 魏伪谓苇谓伪蟼 胃谓畏蟿蠈蟼, 胃蔚蠈蟼 萎 畏渭委胃蔚慰蟼, 纬萎喂谓慰蟼 魏伪喂 蔚尉蠅纬萎喂谓慰蟼 未蔚谓 胃伪 魏伪蟿伪蠁苇蟻蔚喂 谓伪 蟽蟺维蟽蔚喂 蟿畏谓 蠂慰蟻未萎 蟿畏蟼 伪蟺蠈蟽蟿伪蟽畏蟼 伪蟽蠁伪位蔚委伪蟼.
螆蠂蔚喂 危蠀渭蟺伪谓蟿喂魏萎 蠉位畏 魏伪喂 伪谓蟿委 蠉位畏 渭苇蟽伪 蟿畏蟼 魏喂 蠈蟿伪谓 蟿蔚谓蟿蠋谓蔚蟿伪喂 蟺慰位蠉 尉蔚蠁位慰蠀未委味蔚喂 蟿畏谓 魏伪蟻未喂维, 纬喂伪 谓伪 伪蟻蠂委蟽蔚喂 畏 伪喂渭慰蟻蟻伪纬委伪 蟺慰蠀 胃伪 蟽畏渭维谓蔚喂 蟽蠀谓伪纬蔚蟻渭蠈 伪喂蟽胃萎蟽蔚蠅谓 魏伪喂 伪委蟽胃畏渭伪 伪蟺蠋位蔚喂伪蟼 渭苇蠂蟻喂 谓伪 渭蔚喂蠅胃蔚委 畏 伪蟺蠈蟽蟿伪蟽畏 魏伪喂 蟿慰 伪委渭伪 谓伪 纬委谓蔚喂 蟿慰 尾维位蟽伪渭慰 纬喂伪 蟿喂蟼 蠁蠀纬苇蟼 魏伪喂 蟿喂蟼 蟺位畏纬苇蟼 蟿慰蠀 蟺伪喂未喂慰蠉.
螣 渭蠈谓慰蟼 蟺慰蠀 胃伪 蟿慰 蟺蔚蟿蠉蠂蔚喂 伪纬蠈纬纬蠀蟽蟿伪 委蟽蠅蟼, 蔚委谓伪喂 蟿慰 蟺喂慰 蔚谓蔚蟻纬畏蟿喂魏蠈 渭苇蟻慰蟼 蟿畏蟼 味蠅萎蟼 渭伪蟼 未畏位伪未萎 慰 胃维谓伪蟿慰蟼.
违蟺维蟻蠂蔚喂 渭蠈谓慰 苇谓伪蟼 蟿蟻蠈蟺慰蟼 蔚喂蟽伪纬蠅纬萎蟼 伪蠀蟿慰蠉 蟿慰蠀 尾喂尾位委慰蠀, 伪位位维 蟺蟻伪纬渭伪蟿慰蟺慰喂蔚委蟿伪喂 苇尉慰未慰蟼 渭苇蟽蠅 慰蟺慰喂伪蟽未萎蟺慰蟿蔚 伪蟺蠈 蟿喂蟼 蟺慰位位苇蟼 未喂伪未蟻慰渭苇蟼 蟺慰蠀 蔚位蔚蠀胃蔚蟻蠋谓蔚喂 蟺伪蟻维未慰尉伪 魏伪喂 魏蠈谓蟿蟻伪 蟽蔚 魏维胃蔚 纬蟻伪渭渭喂魏萎 蟺蔚蟻喂纬蟻伪蠁萎.
螠喂伪 蠁伪谓蟿伪蟽委伪 纬喂伪 蟿慰 蟺蠋蟼 伪纬魏伪位喂维味慰蠀渭蔚 蟿畏谓 维纬谓蠅蟽蟿畏 蟺蟻慰慰蟺蟿喂魏萎 蟿慰蠀 胃伪谓维蟿慰蠀 渭伪蟼; 螤喂胃伪谓蠋蟼. 螝伪喂 蔚蟽蔚委蟼, 伪纬伪蟺畏蟿苇 伪谓伪纬谓蠋蟽蟿畏, 胃伪 尾蟻蔚委蟿蔚 伪谓伪渭蠁委尾慰位伪 渭蔚蟻喂魏慰蠉蟼 维位位慰蠀蟼 蟿蟻蠈蟺慰蠀蟼 纬喂伪 谓伪 伪谓蟿喂渭蔚蟿蠅蟺委蟽蔚蟿蔚 伪蠀蟿蠈 蟿慰 维蟽蠂畏渭慰 伪喂蠂渭畏蟻蠈 伪位位维 魏伪喂 慰谓蔚喂蟻喂魏蠈 魏慰渭渭维蟿喂 渭伪纬喂魏慰蠉 渭慰喂蟻伪委慰蠀.
螘谓蠋 畏 喂蟽蟿慰蟻委伪 蔚委谓伪喂 慰谓蔚喂蟻喂魏萎, 蟽蟿伪 蟽魏慰蟿蔚喂谓维 蟺伪蟻伪蟺伪蟿维蔚喂 渭蔚蟼 蟿慰蠀 蠂蟻蠈谓慰蠀 蟿畏谓 尾蠈位蟿伪 , 畏 伪蠁萎纬畏蟽畏 蔚委谓伪喂 未喂伪蠂蠅蟻喂蟽渭苇谓畏 魏伪喂 魏蟻蠀蟺蟿喂魏萎, 渭蠀蟽蟿伪纬蠅纬喂魏萎 胃伪 苇位蔚纬伪, 伪蠀蟿蠈 蔚谓喂蟽蠂蠉蔚喂 渭蠈谓慰 蟿畏谓 伪魏伪蟿伪渭维蠂畏蟿畏 魏伪喂 蟽蠀谓蟿蟻喂蟺蟿喂魏萎 伪委蟽胃畏蟽畏 蠁蠈尾慰蠀 蟺慰蠀 尉蔚魏喂谓维 蟽蟿畏谓 蟺蟻蠋蟿畏 蟽蔚位委未伪 魏伪喂 魏伪蟿伪位萎纬蔚喂 蟽蔚 苇谓伪 蟽蠀渭蟺苇蟻伪蟽渭伪 渭蔚 渭喂伪 伪渭蠁委尾慰位畏 伪谓维位蠀蟽畏 尉蔚蠂蠅蟻喂蟽蟿萎 渭伪 魏伪喂 蟿蠈蟽慰 委未喂伪 伪谓 蔚委蟽伪喂 味蠅谓蟿伪谓蠈蟼 蟺慰蠀 未蔚谓 蠁慰尾维蟿伪喂 蟿畏谓 伪位萎胃蔚喂伪 蟿蠅谓 蠁伪谓蟿伪蟽渭维蟿蠅谓.
螔蟻萎魏伪 蟿慰 蟽蟿蠀位 位委纬慰 未蠉蟽魏慰位慰 纬喂伪 谓伪 蟿慰 魏蠀蟻喂伪蟻蠂萎蟽蠅 蟽蟿畏谓 伪蟻蠂萎.
螣喂 未蠉慰 蠁蠅谓苇蟼 未喂伪蟿蠀蟺蠋谓慰谓蟿伪喂 蟽蔚 未喂伪蠁慰蟻蔚蟿喂魏苇蟼 纬蟻伪渭渭伪蟿慰蟽蔚喂蟻苇蟼 魏伪喂 蠂蟻蔚喂维味蔚蟿伪喂 位委纬畏 蠋蟻伪 魏伪喂 喂未喂伪委蟿蔚蟻畏 蟺蟻慰蟽慰蠂萎 纬喂伪 谓伪 魏伪蟿伪位维尾慰蠀渭蔚 蟺慰喂慰蟼 渭喂位维蔚喂 蟽蔚 蟺慰喂慰谓. 危蟿伪渭维蟿畏蟽伪 渭蔚蟿维 伪蟺蠈 渭蔚蟻喂魏维 魏蔚蠁维位伪喂伪, 蠈蟿伪谓 蔚委蠂伪 渭喂伪 喂未苇伪 纬喂伪 蟿慰 蟿喂 苇魏伪谓蔚 畏 蟽蠀纬纬蟻伪蠁苇伪蟼, 魏伪喂 蔚蟺苇蟽蟿蟻蔚蠄伪 魏伪喂 维蟻蠂喂蟽伪 尉伪谓维.
螝伪喂 蟿蠈蟿蔚 魏伪蟿伪谓蠈畏蟽伪 蟿畏谓 渭蔚纬伪位慰蟺蟻苇蟺蔚喂伪 魏伪喂 蟿畏谓 位伪渭蟺蟻蠈蟿畏蟿伪 伪蠀蟿萎蟼 蟿畏蟼 位伪蟿喂谓慰伪渭蔚蟻喂魏伪谓喂魏萎蟼 蟺苇谓伪蟼 蟺慰蠀 尾蟻委胃蔚喂 渭蠉胃蠅谓, 渭蠀胃蔚蠀渭维蟿蠅谓, 喂蟽蟿慰蟻喂魏蠋谓 魏伪喂 蟺慰位喂蟿喂魏蠋谓 纬蔚纬慰谓蠈蟿蠅谓 蟺慰蠀 蟽蠀谓蟿伪蟻维蟽蟽慰蠀谓 蟿慰谓 魏蠈蟽渭慰 蟿蠅谓 伪蟺蔚纬谓蠅蟽渭苇谓蠅谓 蟺喂伪 蟺慰位喂蟿喂蟽渭蠋谓, 魏慰蟽渭喂魏蠋谓 魏伪喂 蔚尉蠅魏慰蟽渭喂魏蠋谓.
韦慰 蟺伪蟻伪渭蠉胃喂 蔚委谓伪喂 蟺伪蟻伪蟺位伪谓畏蟿喂魏蠈, 未蔚未慰渭苇谓慰蠀 蠈蟿喂 渭蔚纬维位畏 蟽畏渭伪蟽委伪 伪蟺位蠋蟼 蟺蟻慰蟿蔚委谓蔚蟿伪喂 萎 伪蠁萎谓蔚蟿伪喂
蔚尉 慰位慰魏位萎蟻慰蠀 蟽蟿畏 蠁伪谓蟿伪蟽委伪,
魏伪喂 苇蟿蟽喂 尉蔚魏喂谓蠋谓蟿伪蟼 伪蟺蠈 渭喂伪 魏伪位蠉蟿蔚蟻畏 魏伪蟿伪谓蠈畏蟽畏 蟿畏蟼 未慰渭萎蟼 蟿畏蟼 喂蟽蟿慰蟻委伪蟼 萎蟿伪谓 蟿蠈蟽慰 伪谓伪蟿蟻喂蠂喂伪蟽蟿喂魏维 伪谓蟿伪蟺慰未慰蟿喂魏萎 慰蠀蟽喂伪蟽蟿喂魏维 魏伪喂 渭蔚蟿伪蠁慰蟻喂魏维 蟺慰蠀 渭蔚 尾慰萎胃畏蟽蔚 谓伪 蟺蟻慰蟽伪谓伪蟿慰位喂蟽蟿蠋 蠅蟼 伪谓伪纬谓蠋蟽蟿蟻喂伪 魏伪喂 谓伪 蔚谓蟿维尉蠅 蟿慰谓 渭喂魏蟻蠈 伪蠀蟿蠈 蟺慰位蠉蟿喂渭慰 位委胃慰 蟽蟿畏谓 魏伪蟿畏纬慰蟻委伪 蟺慰蠀 蟿慰蠀 伪尉委味蔚喂 蟺蔚蟻委蟿蟻伪谓伪.
螝伪位萎 伪谓维纬谓蠅蟽畏.
螤慰位位慰蠉蟼 伪蟽蟺伪蟽渭慰蠉蟼.
螝喂 蠈位伪 蟿蔚位蔚喂蠋蟽伪谓 蠈蟿伪谓 畏 蟿慰尉喂魏萎 未畏位畏蟿畏蟻委伪蟽畏 渭蟺萎魏蔚 蟽蟿慰 蟺蟻维蟽喂谓慰 蟽蟺委蟿喂, 渭蔚 蟿畏谓 魏伪蟻未喂维 蔚谓蠈蟼 渭喂魏蟻慰蠉 伪纬慰蟻喂慰蠉 蔚蟿慰喂渭慰胃维谓伪蟿慰蠀 - 苇渭慰喂伪味蔚 伪蟻魏蔚蟿维, 蠁蠀蟽喂魏维 魏伪喂 渭蔚蟿伪蠁蠀蟽喂魏维, 渭蔚 蟿慰 蟺蟻维蟽喂谓慰 蟽蟺委蟿喂 蟺慰蠀 蟽蟿苇纬伪蟽蔚 蟿慰 蟺蔚蟺蟻蠅渭苇谓慰 蟿慰蠀 螕喂蠈蟽伪 蠈蟿伪谓 蠂蟿委蟽蟿畏魏蔚 蟽蔚 魏维蟺慰喂慰 蠂蠅蟻喂蠈, 蟽蟿畏谓 魏伪蟻未喂维 蟿畏蟼 螒渭伪味慰谓委伪蟼.
螠蟺慰蟻蔚委 谓伪 萎蟿伪谓 蟿慰 委未喂慰. 螠蟺慰蟻蔚委 魏伪喂 蠈蠂喂. 螣喂 蟺伪蟻伪喂蟽胃萎蟽蔚喂蟼, 慰喂 蠄蔚蠀未伪喂蟽胃萎蟽蔚喂蟼 魏伪喂 慰喂 蟺伪蟻慰渭慰喂蠋蟽蔚喂蟼 蔚蟺喂蟿蟻苇蟺慰谓蟿伪喂 尉蔚魏维胃伪蟻伪 蠈蟿伪谓 渭喂伪 渭维纬喂蟽蟽伪 尾纬伪委谓蔚喂 伪蟺慰 蟿慰 蟺伪蟻伪渭蠉胃喂 魏伪喂 渭蟺伪委谓蔚喂 蟽蟿慰 魏位蔚喂蟽蟿慰蠁慰尾喂魏蠈 蟺蔚蟻喂尾维位位慰谓 蟿慰蠀 桅蟻维谓蟿蟼 螝维蠁魏伪 蠂蠅蟻委蟼 谓伪 魏蟻伪蟿维蔚喂 蟿畏谓 蟿蠈蟽慰 渭伪 蟿蠈蟽慰 伪蟺伪蟻伪委蟿畏蟿伪 魏蠀蟻委伪蟻蠂畏 蠂慰蟻未萎 蟺慰蠀 伪蠀尉维谓蔚喂 萎 渭蔚喂蠋谓蔚喂 蟿畏谓 喂蔚蟻萎 魏伪喂 蔚尉蠅魏慰蟽渭喂魏萎 蠁蟻委魏畏 伪纬伪蟺畏蟼 蟺慰蠀 慰蟻委味蔚蟿伪喂 伪蟺慰 蟿畏谓 伪蟺蠈蟽蟿伪蟽畏 伪蟽蠁伪位蔚委伪蟼.
螚 伪蟺蠈蟽蟿伪蟽畏 伪蟽蠁维位蔚喂伪蟼 蟽蔚 魏伪胃畏位蠋谓蔚喂 魏蠀蟻喂慰位蔚魏蟿喂魏维, 蔚委谓伪喂 渭喂伪 伪谓伪蟿蟻喂蠂喂伪蟽蟿喂魏萎 喂蟽蟿慰蟻委伪 蠁蠈尾慰蠀, 蟺伪谓喂魏慰蠉, 伪纬维蟺畏蟼,伪蟺蠈纬谓蠅蟽畏蟼 魏伪喂 胃伪谓维蟿慰蠀.
螆谓伪蟼 渭蔚位伪纬蠂慰位喂魏蠈蟼 蟿蟻蠈渭慰蟼 伪蟺位蠋谓蔚蟿伪喂 蟽伪谓 伪蔚蟻维魏喂 蟺慰蠀 未蟻慰蟽委味蔚喂 蔚谓蠋 蟺伪蟻维位位畏位伪 未畏位畏蟿畏蟻喂维味蔚喂 魏维胃蔚 蠁蠅谓萎 魏伪喂 魏维胃蔚 尾位苇渭渭伪.
螝维胃蔚 喂魏伪谓慰蟺慰委畏蟽畏 伪谓维纬魏畏蟼, 魏维胃蔚 伪谓伪蟺谓慰萎, 魏维胃蔚 纬慰蠀位喂维, 魏维胃蔚 维纬纬喂纬渭伪, 渭蔚蟿伪渭慰蟻蠁蠋谓蔚蟿伪喂 蟽蔚 维纬蟻喂慰 蟺伪蟻伪渭蠉胃喂, 蟽蔚 蔚蟺委蟺位伪蟽蟿畏 蟽喂纬慰蠀蟻喂维, 蟽蔚 蔚尉伪委蟽喂伪 蔚位魏蠀蟽蟿喂魏萎 蟺伪纬委未伪, 蟽蔚 苇谓伪 伪蟺慰位伪蠀蟽蟿喂魏蠈 伪纬蠋谓伪 渭蔚蟿伪尉蠉 蠂蟻蠈谓慰蠀 魏伪喂 渭谓萎渭畏蟼.
螒蟻纬蔚谓蟿喂谓萎 蟺慰谓维蟼.
韦慰 蠂蠋渭伪 蟽慰蠀 伪谓伪未蠉蔚喂 蟿慰尉喂魏维 未畏位畏蟿萎蟻喂伪 蟺慰蠀 蟺伪蟻维纬慰蠀谓 蟺位畏胃蠋蟻伪 魏蔚蟻未蠋谓 魏伪喂 胃伪谓维蟿蠅谓.
螤伪蟻维纬慰蠀谓 胃伪蠉渭伪蟿伪, 纬蔚谓谓慰蠉谓 渭蔚蟿伪位位伪纬渭苇谓畏 蠁蠉蟽畏 伪谓胃蟻蠋蟺喂谓畏蟼 蟻维蟿蟽伪蟼 魏伪喂 蟽魏慰蟻蟺维谓蔚 蟽蟺蠈蟻慰蠀蟼 蟺慰蠀 胃伪 魏伪蟻蟺慰蠁慰蟻萎蟽慰蠀谓 蟿喂蟼 渭伪蠉蟻蔚蟼 蟺伪蟺伪蟻慰蠉谓蔚蟼 蟿蠅谓 魏蟻蠀蠁蠋谓 魏伪畏渭蠋谓 魏伪喂 蟿畏蟼 渭伪蟿伪委蠅蟽畏蟼, 蟿慰蠀 蟺蠀蟻蔚蟿慰蠉, 蟿畏蟼 伪蠀蟿伪蟺维蟿畏蟼 魏伪喂 蟿畏蟼 蟺蟻伪纬渭伪蟿喂魏蠈蟿畏蟿伪蟼 蟽蟿畏谓 蟺喂慰 蟽魏位畏蟻维 蟻蔚伪位喂蟽蟿喂魏萎 蟿畏蟼 渭慰蟻蠁慰位慰纬委伪.
危伪谓 蟿慰 蠂蠋渭伪 蟺慰蠀 蟺慰蟿委味蔚蟿伪喂 渭蔚 蔚尉伪蟿渭喂蟽渭苇谓慰 谓蔚蟻蠈 魏伪喂 味伪蟻蠋谓蔚喂 魏伪喂 尉蔚蟻伪委谓蔚蟿伪喂 蔚谓蠋 蟻慰蠀蠁维蔚喂 蠀纬蟻伪蟽委伪 伪蟺慰 蟿畏谓 慰渭委蠂位畏 蟿畏蟼 渭慰委蟻伪蟼 魏伪喂 蟿畏谓 魏伪蟿维蟻伪 蟿蠅谓 伪蟺慰谓蔚谓慰畏渭苇谓蠅谓 谓蔚魏蟻蠋谓.
螤蟻蠈魏蔚喂蟿伪喂 纬喂伪 苇谓伪 伪蟻喂蟽蟿慰蠀蟻纬畏渭伪蟿喂魏蠈 渭蠀胃喂蟽蟿蠈蟻畏渭伪, 伪蟺慰纬蔚委蠅蟽畏蟼, 蟿伪蠉蟿喂蟽畏蟼, 伪蟺蔚喂位萎蟼 魏伪喂 蔚喂蟽尾慰位萎蟼 渭苇蟽伪 蟽蔚 魏慰渭喂蟽蟿苇蟼 蠂蠅蟻委蟼 蟿伪蠀蟿蠈蟿畏蟿伪, 渭苇蟽伪 蟽蔚 尉蔚谓喂蟽蟿苇蟼 未苇蟽渭喂慰蠀蟼 渭蔚 蟿慰 蟽魏慰蟿蔚喂谓蠈 伪蟺蠈魏慰蟽渭慰 魏伪喂 伪谓蠉蟺伪蟻魏蟿伪 伪位畏胃喂谓蠈 蟽蠉渭蟺伪谓.
螚 伪蟺蠈蟽蟿伪蟽畏 伪蟽蠁伪位蔚委伪蟼, 伪蟻蠂喂魏维 慰蟻委蟽蟿畏魏蔚 蔚未蠋, 蠅蟼 畏 渭蔚蟿伪尾位畏蟿萎 伪蟺蠈蟽蟿伪蟽畏 蟺慰蠀 蠂蠅蟻委味蔚喂 蟿畏 渭畏蟿苇蟻伪 伪蟺慰 蟿畏谓 魏蠈蟻畏 渭蔚 蟽魏慰蟺喂渭蠈蟿畏蟿伪 蟺蟻慰蟽蟿伪蟽委伪蟼 魏伪喂 伪蟺慰蟿苇位蔚蟽渭伪 伪蟺委蟽蟿蔚蠀蟿畏蟼 魏伪喂 渭慰谓伪未喂魏萎蟼 伪纬维蟺畏蟼.
螚 渭畏蟿苇蟻伪 渭蔚蟿蟻维蔚喂 魏伪喂 蠀蟺慰位慰纬委味蔚喂 伪蠀蟿萎 蟿畏谓 伪蟺蠈蟽蟿伪蟽畏 尉慰未蔚蠉慰谓蟿伪蟼 蟽蠂蔚未蠈谓 慰位蠈魏位畏蟻畏 蟿畏 味蠅萎 蟿畏蟼 伪谓 魏伪喂 蟺维谓蟿伪 蟻喂蟽魏维蟻蔚喂 蟺蔚蟻喂蟽蟽蠈蟿蔚蟻慰 伪蟺鈥櫸�,蟿喂 胃伪 鈥樝€蟻蔚蟺蔚.
螠伪 蟺慰喂伪 芦蟺蟻苇蟺蔚喂禄 魏伪喂 蟺慰喂蔚蟼 芦蟽蠀渭尾慰蠀位苇蟼 未喂伪蟺伪喂未伪纬蠋纬畏蟽畏蟼禄 胃伪 蠁蟻蔚谓维蟻慰蠀谓 蟿畏谓 喂位位喂纬喂蠋未畏 蟿伪蠂蠉蟿畏蟿伪 蟺蟻慰蟼 蟿畏谓 蟺伪谓维魏蔚喂伪 蟿畏蟼 渭畏蟿蟻喂魏萎蟼 伪纬魏伪位喂维蟼.
韦委蟺慰蟿蔚, 蟺慰蟿苇, 魏伪谓苇谓伪蟼 胃谓畏蟿蠈蟼, 胃蔚蠈蟼 萎 畏渭委胃蔚慰蟼, 纬萎喂谓慰蟼 魏伪喂 蔚尉蠅纬萎喂谓慰蟼 未蔚谓 胃伪 魏伪蟿伪蠁苇蟻蔚喂 谓伪 蟽蟺维蟽蔚喂 蟿畏谓 蠂慰蟻未萎 蟿畏蟼 伪蟺蠈蟽蟿伪蟽畏蟼 伪蟽蠁伪位蔚委伪蟼.
螆蠂蔚喂 危蠀渭蟺伪谓蟿喂魏萎 蠉位畏 魏伪喂 伪谓蟿委 蠉位畏 渭苇蟽伪 蟿畏蟼 魏喂 蠈蟿伪谓 蟿蔚谓蟿蠋谓蔚蟿伪喂 蟺慰位蠉 尉蔚蠁位慰蠀未委味蔚喂 蟿畏谓 魏伪蟻未喂维, 纬喂伪 谓伪 伪蟻蠂委蟽蔚喂 畏 伪喂渭慰蟻蟻伪纬委伪 蟺慰蠀 胃伪 蟽畏渭维谓蔚喂 蟽蠀谓伪纬蔚蟻渭蠈 伪喂蟽胃萎蟽蔚蠅谓 魏伪喂 伪委蟽胃畏渭伪 伪蟺蠋位蔚喂伪蟼 渭苇蠂蟻喂 谓伪 渭蔚喂蠅胃蔚委 畏 伪蟺蠈蟽蟿伪蟽畏 魏伪喂 蟿慰 伪委渭伪 谓伪 纬委谓蔚喂 蟿慰 尾维位蟽伪渭慰 纬喂伪 蟿喂蟼 蠁蠀纬苇蟼 魏伪喂 蟿喂蟼 蟺位畏纬苇蟼 蟿慰蠀 蟺伪喂未喂慰蠉.
螣 渭蠈谓慰蟼 蟺慰蠀 胃伪 蟿慰 蟺蔚蟿蠉蠂蔚喂 伪纬蠈纬纬蠀蟽蟿伪 委蟽蠅蟼, 蔚委谓伪喂 蟿慰 蟺喂慰 蔚谓蔚蟻纬畏蟿喂魏蠈 渭苇蟻慰蟼 蟿畏蟼 味蠅萎蟼 渭伪蟼 未畏位伪未萎 慰 胃维谓伪蟿慰蟼.
违蟺维蟻蠂蔚喂 渭蠈谓慰 苇谓伪蟼 蟿蟻蠈蟺慰蟼 蔚喂蟽伪纬蠅纬萎蟼 伪蠀蟿慰蠉 蟿慰蠀 尾喂尾位委慰蠀, 伪位位维 蟺蟻伪纬渭伪蟿慰蟺慰喂蔚委蟿伪喂 苇尉慰未慰蟼 渭苇蟽蠅 慰蟺慰喂伪蟽未萎蟺慰蟿蔚 伪蟺蠈 蟿喂蟼 蟺慰位位苇蟼 未喂伪未蟻慰渭苇蟼 蟺慰蠀 蔚位蔚蠀胃蔚蟻蠋谓蔚喂 蟺伪蟻维未慰尉伪 魏伪喂 魏蠈谓蟿蟻伪 蟽蔚 魏维胃蔚 纬蟻伪渭渭喂魏萎 蟺蔚蟻喂纬蟻伪蠁萎.
螠喂伪 蠁伪谓蟿伪蟽委伪 纬喂伪 蟿慰 蟺蠋蟼 伪纬魏伪位喂维味慰蠀渭蔚 蟿畏谓 维纬谓蠅蟽蟿畏 蟺蟻慰慰蟺蟿喂魏萎 蟿慰蠀 胃伪谓维蟿慰蠀 渭伪蟼; 螤喂胃伪谓蠋蟼. 螝伪喂 蔚蟽蔚委蟼, 伪纬伪蟺畏蟿苇 伪谓伪纬谓蠋蟽蟿畏, 胃伪 尾蟻蔚委蟿蔚 伪谓伪渭蠁委尾慰位伪 渭蔚蟻喂魏慰蠉蟼 维位位慰蠀蟼 蟿蟻蠈蟺慰蠀蟼 纬喂伪 谓伪 伪谓蟿喂渭蔚蟿蠅蟺委蟽蔚蟿蔚 伪蠀蟿蠈 蟿慰 维蟽蠂畏渭慰 伪喂蠂渭畏蟻蠈 伪位位维 魏伪喂 慰谓蔚喂蟻喂魏蠈 魏慰渭渭维蟿喂 渭伪纬喂魏慰蠉 渭慰喂蟻伪委慰蠀.
螘谓蠋 畏 喂蟽蟿慰蟻委伪 蔚委谓伪喂 慰谓蔚喂蟻喂魏萎, 蟽蟿伪 蟽魏慰蟿蔚喂谓维 蟺伪蟻伪蟺伪蟿维蔚喂 渭蔚蟼 蟿慰蠀 蠂蟻蠈谓慰蠀 蟿畏谓 尾蠈位蟿伪 , 畏 伪蠁萎纬畏蟽畏 蔚委谓伪喂 未喂伪蠂蠅蟻喂蟽渭苇谓畏 魏伪喂 魏蟻蠀蟺蟿喂魏萎, 渭蠀蟽蟿伪纬蠅纬喂魏萎 胃伪 苇位蔚纬伪, 伪蠀蟿蠈 蔚谓喂蟽蠂蠉蔚喂 渭蠈谓慰 蟿畏谓 伪魏伪蟿伪渭维蠂畏蟿畏 魏伪喂 蟽蠀谓蟿蟻喂蟺蟿喂魏萎 伪委蟽胃畏蟽畏 蠁蠈尾慰蠀 蟺慰蠀 尉蔚魏喂谓维 蟽蟿畏谓 蟺蟻蠋蟿畏 蟽蔚位委未伪 魏伪喂 魏伪蟿伪位萎纬蔚喂 蟽蔚 苇谓伪 蟽蠀渭蟺苇蟻伪蟽渭伪 渭蔚 渭喂伪 伪渭蠁委尾慰位畏 伪谓维位蠀蟽畏 尉蔚蠂蠅蟻喂蟽蟿萎 渭伪 魏伪喂 蟿蠈蟽慰 委未喂伪 伪谓 蔚委蟽伪喂 味蠅谓蟿伪谓蠈蟼 蟺慰蠀 未蔚谓 蠁慰尾维蟿伪喂 蟿畏谓 伪位萎胃蔚喂伪 蟿蠅谓 蠁伪谓蟿伪蟽渭维蟿蠅谓.
螔蟻萎魏伪 蟿慰 蟽蟿蠀位 位委纬慰 未蠉蟽魏慰位慰 纬喂伪 谓伪 蟿慰 魏蠀蟻喂伪蟻蠂萎蟽蠅 蟽蟿畏谓 伪蟻蠂萎.
螣喂 未蠉慰 蠁蠅谓苇蟼 未喂伪蟿蠀蟺蠋谓慰谓蟿伪喂 蟽蔚 未喂伪蠁慰蟻蔚蟿喂魏苇蟼 纬蟻伪渭渭伪蟿慰蟽蔚喂蟻苇蟼 魏伪喂 蠂蟻蔚喂维味蔚蟿伪喂 位委纬畏 蠋蟻伪 魏伪喂 喂未喂伪委蟿蔚蟻畏 蟺蟻慰蟽慰蠂萎 纬喂伪 谓伪 魏伪蟿伪位维尾慰蠀渭蔚 蟺慰喂慰蟼 渭喂位维蔚喂 蟽蔚 蟺慰喂慰谓. 危蟿伪渭维蟿畏蟽伪 渭蔚蟿维 伪蟺蠈 渭蔚蟻喂魏维 魏蔚蠁维位伪喂伪, 蠈蟿伪谓 蔚委蠂伪 渭喂伪 喂未苇伪 纬喂伪 蟿慰 蟿喂 苇魏伪谓蔚 畏 蟽蠀纬纬蟻伪蠁苇伪蟼, 魏伪喂 蔚蟺苇蟽蟿蟻蔚蠄伪 魏伪喂 维蟻蠂喂蟽伪 尉伪谓维.
螝伪喂 蟿蠈蟿蔚 魏伪蟿伪谓蠈畏蟽伪 蟿畏谓 渭蔚纬伪位慰蟺蟻苇蟺蔚喂伪 魏伪喂 蟿畏谓 位伪渭蟺蟻蠈蟿畏蟿伪 伪蠀蟿萎蟼 蟿畏蟼 位伪蟿喂谓慰伪渭蔚蟻喂魏伪谓喂魏萎蟼 蟺苇谓伪蟼 蟺慰蠀 尾蟻委胃蔚喂 渭蠉胃蠅谓, 渭蠀胃蔚蠀渭维蟿蠅谓, 喂蟽蟿慰蟻喂魏蠋谓 魏伪喂 蟺慰位喂蟿喂魏蠋谓 纬蔚纬慰谓蠈蟿蠅谓 蟺慰蠀 蟽蠀谓蟿伪蟻维蟽蟽慰蠀谓 蟿慰谓 魏蠈蟽渭慰 蟿蠅谓 伪蟺蔚纬谓蠅蟽渭苇谓蠅谓 蟺喂伪 蟺慰位喂蟿喂蟽渭蠋谓, 魏慰蟽渭喂魏蠋谓 魏伪喂 蔚尉蠅魏慰蟽渭喂魏蠋谓.
韦慰 蟺伪蟻伪渭蠉胃喂 蔚委谓伪喂 蟺伪蟻伪蟺位伪谓畏蟿喂魏蠈, 未蔚未慰渭苇谓慰蠀 蠈蟿喂 渭蔚纬维位畏 蟽畏渭伪蟽委伪 伪蟺位蠋蟼 蟺蟻慰蟿蔚委谓蔚蟿伪喂 萎 伪蠁萎谓蔚蟿伪喂
蔚尉 慰位慰魏位萎蟻慰蠀 蟽蟿畏 蠁伪谓蟿伪蟽委伪,
魏伪喂 苇蟿蟽喂 尉蔚魏喂谓蠋谓蟿伪蟼 伪蟺蠈 渭喂伪 魏伪位蠉蟿蔚蟻畏 魏伪蟿伪谓蠈畏蟽畏 蟿畏蟼 未慰渭萎蟼 蟿畏蟼 喂蟽蟿慰蟻委伪蟼 萎蟿伪谓 蟿蠈蟽慰 伪谓伪蟿蟻喂蠂喂伪蟽蟿喂魏维 伪谓蟿伪蟺慰未慰蟿喂魏萎 慰蠀蟽喂伪蟽蟿喂魏维 魏伪喂 渭蔚蟿伪蠁慰蟻喂魏维 蟺慰蠀 渭蔚 尾慰萎胃畏蟽蔚 谓伪 蟺蟻慰蟽伪谓伪蟿慰位喂蟽蟿蠋 蠅蟼 伪谓伪纬谓蠋蟽蟿蟻喂伪 魏伪喂 谓伪 蔚谓蟿维尉蠅 蟿慰谓 渭喂魏蟻蠈 伪蠀蟿蠈 蟺慰位蠉蟿喂渭慰 位委胃慰 蟽蟿畏谓 魏伪蟿畏纬慰蟻委伪 蟺慰蠀 蟿慰蠀 伪尉委味蔚喂 蟺蔚蟻委蟿蟻伪谓伪.
螝伪位萎 伪谓维纬谓蠅蟽畏.
螤慰位位慰蠉蟼 伪蟽蟺伪蟽渭慰蠉蟼.
April 26, 2017
Chasing the Dragon on a Horse with No Name*
REVIEW:
Perhaps the ominous chevaline cloud over the novel, with certain players exposed to some undescribed toxin (maybe via the grass), is meant to represent the drug heroin given that the terms "horse" and the Spanish"caballo" are two of this deadly drug's most common street names.
Don't misunderstand me. Even if my attempt at a little decryption is correct, it does not make a wit of difference to my comprehension of what transpired. Though I can't help but feel that flying through this short novel was perhaps like "chasing the dragon," so to speak.
I was thoroughly consumed with this especially quick read from start to finish. In her highly original debut, Ms. Schweblin, Buenos Aires-born, Berlin-based author, is most impressive in her setting a miasmal mood, with a sometimes-fragmented conversation between a mother and a neighbor's son under the exigency of apparently imminent death, and in her masterly pacing by infusing the book with a thrumming current of mysterious dread (including, e.g., chimeric worms) and a drumming from around midpoint that rapidly progresses to a furious pace.
I'd say reading this is a worthy experience, particularly if you enjoy chasing dragons or you can pick up a copy at the local library.
*All apologies to the band America for using their 1972 hit to add the Chinese slang phrase for inhaling the vapors from heated morphine or heroin.
Updated 4/21/17: Congrats to Ms. Schweblin on Fever Dream being shortlisted yesterday, 4/20/17, for the 2017 Man Booker International Prize.
Nearly 3 months out from reading this brief novel, and I remain haunted every so often by visions of a horse's head and of squirming worms.
REVIEW:
Perhaps the ominous chevaline cloud over the novel, with certain players exposed to some undescribed toxin (maybe via the grass), is meant to represent the drug heroin given that the terms "horse" and the Spanish"caballo" are two of this deadly drug's most common street names.
Don't misunderstand me. Even if my attempt at a little decryption is correct, it does not make a wit of difference to my comprehension of what transpired. Though I can't help but feel that flying through this short novel was perhaps like "chasing the dragon," so to speak.
I was thoroughly consumed with this especially quick read from start to finish. In her highly original debut, Ms. Schweblin, Buenos Aires-born, Berlin-based author, is most impressive in her setting a miasmal mood, with a sometimes-fragmented conversation between a mother and a neighbor's son under the exigency of apparently imminent death, and in her masterly pacing by infusing the book with a thrumming current of mysterious dread (including, e.g., chimeric worms) and a drumming from around midpoint that rapidly progresses to a furious pace.
I'd say reading this is a worthy experience, particularly if you enjoy chasing dragons or you can pick up a copy at the local library.
*All apologies to the band America for using their 1972 hit to add the Chinese slang phrase for inhaling the vapors from heated morphine or heroin.
April 22, 2021
Latin Amerikal谋 ilk kez okudu臒um bir kad谋n yazar谋n, hem kitab谋n ad谋 hem de kapak tasar谋m谋yla ilgin莽 bir kitab谋. Asl谋nda do臒a眉st眉, psikokinetik, paranormal konular谋 i莽eren kitaplar谋 hi莽 sevmem ve okumam. Bu kitaba ba艧lad谋臒谋mda da roman谋n bu t眉r bir kitap oldu臒unu bilmiyordum. Bir ruhun iki bedene ge莽mesi b枚l眉m眉ne geldi臒imde kitap kafamda makas de臒i艧tirerek yeni bir yola girdi asl谋nda, ama 欧宝娱乐 dostlar谋 aras谋nda 莽ok 枚nemsedi臒im Mevsim Yenice ve 驰眉肠别濒鈥檌n yorumlar谋n谋 okumu艧tum ve kitaba devam etmek istedim. Sonras谋 zaten istemesem de kendili臒inden geldi ve h谋zla okudum.
脟ok farkl谋 bir kurgu ve gerilim dozu ipini m眉kemmel y枚neten bir yazar, olduk莽a iyi bir anlat谋m ile bu s谋rad谋艧谋 kitap kendisini zorla okutturuyor. Ekolojik tehlikeler konusundaki mesaj谋 da bonusu bu uzun 枚yk眉n眉n. 陌lgin莽 bir kitap, ruh transferi, cin-b眉y眉 gibi metafiziksel absurdl眉klere katlanmak pahas谋na kurgusu i莽in okunur, zaten toplam 90 sayfa.
脟ok farkl谋 bir kurgu ve gerilim dozu ipini m眉kemmel y枚neten bir yazar, olduk莽a iyi bir anlat谋m ile bu s谋rad谋艧谋 kitap kendisini zorla okutturuyor. Ekolojik tehlikeler konusundaki mesaj谋 da bonusu bu uzun 枚yk眉n眉n. 陌lgin莽 bir kitap, ruh transferi, cin-b眉y眉 gibi metafiziksel absurdl眉klere katlanmak pahas谋na kurgusu i莽in okunur, zaten toplam 90 sayfa.
June 29, 2018
賱賱賵賴賱丞 丕賱兀賵賱賶 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賲乇毓亘丞貙 睾乇賷亘丞 賵丨丕亘爻丞 賱賱兀賳賮丕爻貙 賱賰賳賰 賱賳 鬲爻鬲胤賷毓 廿賮賱丕鬲賴丕 賲賳 亘賷賳 賷丿賷賰 丨鬲賶 丕賱氐賮丨丞 丕賱兀禺賷乇丞. 賵亘毓丿 丕賱丕賳鬲賴丕亍 賲賳賴丕 賱賳 鬲賳鬲賴賷 賴賷 賲賳賰.
丕賳賴賷鬲 賯乇丕亍丞 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 丕賱爻丕毓丞 丕賱賵丕丨丿丞 亘毓丿 賲賳鬲氐賮 丕賱賱賷賱貙 賵賱賲 兀鬲賲賰賳 賲賳 丕賱賳賵賲 亘毓丿賴丕貙 賵兀賳丕 兀賮賰乇 賮賷 賴匕丕 丕賱賰丕亘賵爻 丕賱賲乇毓亘貙 賵賰賷賮 兀賳賴 丨賯賷賯賷 賵賷丨丿孬 賰賱 賷賵賲 賮賷 毓丿丞 兀賲丕賰賳 賲賳 賴匕丕 丕賱毓丕賱賲.
"丕賱賲賱丕丨馗丕鬲 賲賴賲丞 噩丿丕賸"
丌賲丕賳丿丕貙 兀賲 卮丕亘丞貙 鬲丨鬲囟乇 賮賷 丕賱賲爻鬲卮賮賶貙 賵廿賱賶 噩丕賳亘賴丕 賷噩賱爻 "丿丕賮賷丿" 胤賮賱 丕賲乇兀丞 兀禺乇賶貙 賷丨丕賵乇賴丕 賵賷丨丕賵賱 賲毓乇賮丞 賲丕 丕賱匕賷 兀賵氐賱賴丕 廿賱賶 賴賳丕 亘賷賳賲丕 鬲丨丿孬賴 毓賳 賲丕 丨丿孬 賱賴丕 賴賷 賵胤賮賱鬲賴丕 "賳賷賳丕". 賷丨丕賵賱 丕賱賵氐賵賱 廿賱賶 廿噩丕亘丞 鬲購賴賽賲賾賴 亘賷賳賲丕 鬲丨丕賵賱 丌賲丕賳丿丕 毓亘乇 丕賱鬲匕賰乇 丕賱賵氐賵賱 廿賱賶 廿噩丕亘鬲賴丕 丕賱禺丕氐丞. 鬲乇丕賯亘 亘賯賱賯 賲爻丕賮丞 丕賱廿賳賯丕匕 亘賷賳賴丕 賵亘賷賳 胤賮賱鬲賴丕 "賳賷賳丕"
"鬲賰賲賳 丕賱賳賯胤丞 丕賱兀爻丕爻賷丞 賮賷 鬲賮氐賷賱 賲丕貙 賱丕 亘丿 賱兀丨丿賳丕 兀賳 賷賰賵賳 賲賱丕丨馗丕賸"
賴匕丕 丕賱鬲賮氐賷賱 丕賱匕賷 賷噩毓賱 丕賱賵丕丨丿 賲賳丕 卮禺氐丕賸 丌禺乇貙 兀賷賳 賴賵責 賲丕 丕賱匕賷 賷丨丿孬 亘丕賱囟亘胤 賮賷 賴匕丕 丕賱丨賱賲 兀賵 丕賱賰丕亘賵爻責
鬲賲爻賰 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 亘賲禺丕賵賮賳丕: 丕賱禺賵賮 賲賳 賮賯丿丕賳 丕賱亘賷鬲貙 丕賱禺賵賮 賲賳 丕賱賮賯乇锟斤拷 丕賱禺賵賮 賲賳 丕賱賲賵鬲貙 賵賱匕賱賰 賳丨丕賵賱 丕賱亘丨孬 毓賳 胤乇賯 丕賱賳噩丕丞 丨鬲賶 賱賵 賰丕賳鬲 賳鬲賷噩鬲賴丕 兀賳 賳鬲丨賵賱 賱兀卮禺丕氐 丌禺乇賷賳貙 乇賵丨 噩丿賷丿丞 賮賷 丕賱噩爻丿 丕賱賯丿賷賲. 丕賱禺賵賮 毓賱賶 丕賱兀胤賮丕賱貙 丨丕賱丞 丕賱賯賱賯 丕賱丿丕卅賲丞貙 賲毓 賰賱 丨乇賰丞 賵禺胤賵丞 賷禺胤賵賴丕 丕賱胤賮賱. 賵丕賱丨爻丕亘 丕賱毓亘孬賷 賱賲爻丕賮丞 丕賱廿賳賯丕匕 丕賱賱丕夭賲丞 賱賱賯賷丕賲 亘賲丕 賷賱夭賲.
"賷馗賱賾 丕賱丕亘賳貙 賷丕 賰丕乇賱丕貙 丕亘賳丕賸 賲丿賶 丕賱丨賷丕丞"
賷噩亘 兀賳 鬲賰賵賳 賲鬲賷賯馗丕賸 毓賱賶 丕賱丿賵丕賲貙 賱丕 賷賲賰賳賰 丕賱爻賴賵 賵賱賵 賱賱丨馗丞 賵丕丨丿丞. 賱丨馗丞 賵丕丨丿丞 賷賲賰賳 兀賳 鬲睾賷賷乇 賰賱 卮賷亍貙 賱丨馗丞 賵丕丨丿丞 賷賲賰賳 兀賳 鬲賯賱亘 丕賱毓丕賱賲 乇兀爻丕賸 毓賱賶 毓賯亘. 賷賲賰賳 賱賴匕丕 兀賳 賷毓亘乇 毓賳 賰賱 卮賷亍 賮賷 丨賷丕鬲賳丕貙 賱賷爻 兀胤賮丕賱賳丕 賮丨爻亘貙 亘賱 賰賱 賲丕 賷丨丿孬 賮賷 丨賷丕鬲賳丕. 賱丨馗丞 賵丕丨丿丞 賰丕賮賷丞 賱禺爻丕乇丞 賰賱 卮賷亍.
"丕賱賲爻兀賱丞 賴賷 兀賳 丕賱毓賷賵賳 賰賱賴丕 賱丕 鬲賰賵賳 賰丕賮亘丞 賮賷 亘毓囟 丕賱兀丨賷丕賳貙 賷丕 丌賲丕賳丿丕. 賱丕 兀丿乇賷 賰賷賮 賱賲 兀乇賻賴責 賵亘爻亘亘 兀賷 亘乇丕夭 賰賳鬲 賲賴鬲賲賾丞 亘丨氐丕賳 毓丕賴乇 亘丿賱丕賸 賲賳 丕賱丕賴鬲賲丕賲 亘丕亘賳賷."
賴匕丕 丕賱毓丕賱賲 丕賱賲乇毓亘 丕賱匕賷 賷丨賵賾賱 丕賱亘卮乇 廿賱賶 丌禺乇賷賳貙 賷亘賯賷賰 賷賯馗丕賸 賵賲鬲乇賯亘丕賸貙 賱鬲乇丕賯亘 丕賱鬲賮丕氐賷賱貙 賵賲丕 賴賵 賲賴賲 丨賯丕賸.
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丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賲賳 丕賱兀丿亘 丕賱兀乇噩賳鬲賷賳賷 賱賱賰丕鬲亘丞 丕賱卮丕亘丞 爻丕賲賳鬲丕 卮賵丕亘賱賷賳貙 賵氐賱鬲 廿賱賶 丕賱賯丕卅賲丞 丕賱賯氐賷乇丞 賱噩丕卅夭丞 "MAN BOOKER"
鬲乇噩賲丞 亘丿賷毓丞 賱賱賲鬲乇噩賲 氐丕賱丨 毓賱賲丕賳賷貙 氐丕丿乇丞 毓賳 丿丕乇 丕賱丌丿丕亘.
丕賳賴賷鬲 賯乇丕亍丞 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 丕賱爻丕毓丞 丕賱賵丕丨丿丞 亘毓丿 賲賳鬲氐賮 丕賱賱賷賱貙 賵賱賲 兀鬲賲賰賳 賲賳 丕賱賳賵賲 亘毓丿賴丕貙 賵兀賳丕 兀賮賰乇 賮賷 賴匕丕 丕賱賰丕亘賵爻 丕賱賲乇毓亘貙 賵賰賷賮 兀賳賴 丨賯賷賯賷 賵賷丨丿孬 賰賱 賷賵賲 賮賷 毓丿丞 兀賲丕賰賳 賲賳 賴匕丕 丕賱毓丕賱賲.
"丕賱賲賱丕丨馗丕鬲 賲賴賲丞 噩丿丕賸"
丌賲丕賳丿丕貙 兀賲 卮丕亘丞貙 鬲丨鬲囟乇 賮賷 丕賱賲爻鬲卮賮賶貙 賵廿賱賶 噩丕賳亘賴丕 賷噩賱爻 "丿丕賮賷丿" 胤賮賱 丕賲乇兀丞 兀禺乇賶貙 賷丨丕賵乇賴丕 賵賷丨丕賵賱 賲毓乇賮丞 賲丕 丕賱匕賷 兀賵氐賱賴丕 廿賱賶 賴賳丕 亘賷賳賲丕 鬲丨丿孬賴 毓賳 賲丕 丨丿孬 賱賴丕 賴賷 賵胤賮賱鬲賴丕 "賳賷賳丕". 賷丨丕賵賱 丕賱賵氐賵賱 廿賱賶 廿噩丕亘丞 鬲購賴賽賲賾賴 亘賷賳賲丕 鬲丨丕賵賱 丌賲丕賳丿丕 毓亘乇 丕賱鬲匕賰乇 丕賱賵氐賵賱 廿賱賶 廿噩丕亘鬲賴丕 丕賱禺丕氐丞. 鬲乇丕賯亘 亘賯賱賯 賲爻丕賮丞 丕賱廿賳賯丕匕 亘賷賳賴丕 賵亘賷賳 胤賮賱鬲賴丕 "賳賷賳丕"
"鬲賰賲賳 丕賱賳賯胤丞 丕賱兀爻丕爻賷丞 賮賷 鬲賮氐賷賱 賲丕貙 賱丕 亘丿 賱兀丨丿賳丕 兀賳 賷賰賵賳 賲賱丕丨馗丕賸"
賴匕丕 丕賱鬲賮氐賷賱 丕賱匕賷 賷噩毓賱 丕賱賵丕丨丿 賲賳丕 卮禺氐丕賸 丌禺乇貙 兀賷賳 賴賵責 賲丕 丕賱匕賷 賷丨丿孬 亘丕賱囟亘胤 賮賷 賴匕丕 丕賱丨賱賲 兀賵 丕賱賰丕亘賵爻責
鬲賲爻賰 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 亘賲禺丕賵賮賳丕: 丕賱禺賵賮 賲賳 賮賯丿丕賳 丕賱亘賷鬲貙 丕賱禺賵賮 賲賳 丕賱賮賯乇锟斤拷 丕賱禺賵賮 賲賳 丕賱賲賵鬲貙 賵賱匕賱賰 賳丨丕賵賱 丕賱亘丨孬 毓賳 胤乇賯 丕賱賳噩丕丞 丨鬲賶 賱賵 賰丕賳鬲 賳鬲賷噩鬲賴丕 兀賳 賳鬲丨賵賱 賱兀卮禺丕氐 丌禺乇賷賳貙 乇賵丨 噩丿賷丿丞 賮賷 丕賱噩爻丿 丕賱賯丿賷賲. 丕賱禺賵賮 毓賱賶 丕賱兀胤賮丕賱貙 丨丕賱丞 丕賱賯賱賯 丕賱丿丕卅賲丞貙 賲毓 賰賱 丨乇賰丞 賵禺胤賵丞 賷禺胤賵賴丕 丕賱胤賮賱. 賵丕賱丨爻丕亘 丕賱毓亘孬賷 賱賲爻丕賮丞 丕賱廿賳賯丕匕 丕賱賱丕夭賲丞 賱賱賯賷丕賲 亘賲丕 賷賱夭賲.
"賷馗賱賾 丕賱丕亘賳貙 賷丕 賰丕乇賱丕貙 丕亘賳丕賸 賲丿賶 丕賱丨賷丕丞"
賷噩亘 兀賳 鬲賰賵賳 賲鬲賷賯馗丕賸 毓賱賶 丕賱丿賵丕賲貙 賱丕 賷賲賰賳賰 丕賱爻賴賵 賵賱賵 賱賱丨馗丞 賵丕丨丿丞. 賱丨馗丞 賵丕丨丿丞 賷賲賰賳 兀賳 鬲睾賷賷乇 賰賱 卮賷亍貙 賱丨馗丞 賵丕丨丿丞 賷賲賰賳 兀賳 鬲賯賱亘 丕賱毓丕賱賲 乇兀爻丕賸 毓賱賶 毓賯亘. 賷賲賰賳 賱賴匕丕 兀賳 賷毓亘乇 毓賳 賰賱 卮賷亍 賮賷 丨賷丕鬲賳丕貙 賱賷爻 兀胤賮丕賱賳丕 賮丨爻亘貙 亘賱 賰賱 賲丕 賷丨丿孬 賮賷 丨賷丕鬲賳丕. 賱丨馗丞 賵丕丨丿丞 賰丕賮賷丞 賱禺爻丕乇丞 賰賱 卮賷亍.
"丕賱賲爻兀賱丞 賴賷 兀賳 丕賱毓賷賵賳 賰賱賴丕 賱丕 鬲賰賵賳 賰丕賮亘丞 賮賷 亘毓囟 丕賱兀丨賷丕賳貙 賷丕 丌賲丕賳丿丕. 賱丕 兀丿乇賷 賰賷賮 賱賲 兀乇賻賴責 賵亘爻亘亘 兀賷 亘乇丕夭 賰賳鬲 賲賴鬲賲賾丞 亘丨氐丕賳 毓丕賴乇 亘丿賱丕賸 賲賳 丕賱丕賴鬲賲丕賲 亘丕亘賳賷."
賴匕丕 丕賱毓丕賱賲 丕賱賲乇毓亘 丕賱匕賷 賷丨賵賾賱 丕賱亘卮乇 廿賱賶 丌禺乇賷賳貙 賷亘賯賷賰 賷賯馗丕賸 賵賲鬲乇賯亘丕賸貙 賱鬲乇丕賯亘 丕賱鬲賮丕氐賷賱貙 賵賲丕 賴賵 賲賴賲 丨賯丕賸.
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丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賲賳 丕賱兀丿亘 丕賱兀乇噩賳鬲賷賳賷 賱賱賰丕鬲亘丞 丕賱卮丕亘丞 爻丕賲賳鬲丕 卮賵丕亘賱賷賳貙 賵氐賱鬲 廿賱賶 丕賱賯丕卅賲丞 丕賱賯氐賷乇丞 賱噩丕卅夭丞 "MAN BOOKER"
鬲乇噩賲丞 亘丿賷毓丞 賱賱賲鬲乇噩賲 氐丕賱丨 毓賱賲丕賳賷貙 氐丕丿乇丞 毓賳 丿丕乇 丕賱丌丿丕亘.
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