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Confession time:
a) It's the first time I've read a book of essays.
b) I'm only a few pages in, but already thrilling over the cool manner in which Didion laces literature into her journalism:
In some ways it was the conventional clandestine affair in a place like San Bernardino, a place where little is bright or graceful, where it is routine to misplace the future and easy to start looking for it in bed..
a) It's the first time I've read a book of essays.
b) I'm only a few pages in, but already thrilling over the cool manner in which Didion laces literature into her journalism:
In some ways it was the conventional clandestine affair in a place like San Bernardino, a place where little is bright or graceful, where it is routine to misplace the future and easy to start looking for it in bed..

It's like an anthropological history tour where you are exposed to all these people you would never be exposed to in 1 lifetime as a bystander.
I feel happy that Joan had the opportunity to meet and write about these people. Because with her beautifully written language, it's a wonderful lens at which to see this period of time.
Honesty moment: Perhaps I'm not quite understanding the essays? Or is it normal that I get bored by high-browed literature?
Ok, so the month dedicated to one of Didion's most popular creations is over, but I gave it one last go last night and discovered the first essay that I truly came to like: The one on Comrade Laski. You see, I study in a very left-winged Latin American university in which the Comrade Laski figure is a fucking archetype and at times it can feel like the students compete in who can be the most ideological and left-winged of 'em all. So, this character was very REAL to me, but, real-er still was the narrator's voice telling me how she recognized her own emptiness in the contrast between her lack of purpose and the Comrade's exuberant one. She also implies that the Comrade's purpose is sort of delusional, because she compares this sort of character to the ones that find relief in drugs, alochol, sex, and religion: All of these are on the same moral level for the narrator.
Now, I might agree with her or not on this last bit. I, myself, am religious and left-winged. But the echo of her feeling, the existentialist peril of life in contrast with people that center their lives on something ELSE, something that is not exactly THEM to give it meaning, struck home.
So, points for me. I enjoyed at least one of the essays. Lol.
Now, I might agree with her or not on this last bit. I, myself, am religious and left-winged. But the echo of her feeling, the existentialist peril of life in contrast with people that center their lives on something ELSE, something that is not exactly THEM to give it meaning, struck home.
So, points for me. I enjoyed at least one of the essays. Lol.
Luv,
Ana