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Srijan Nepal shreejan1402 — I so wanted to like this book but even after turning the last page I found I love only the idea. That healing can come through the reading of books I don't doubt, but plowing through a book a day is not so much an emotional journey of working through one's grief as it is a contrived marathon of pages. The volumes mount and the pain decreases? To me that's a strange sort of reasoning. Though I'd like to leave room for the supposition. I'm glad that the author feels she found healing through her year of reading but so little of the magic she writes about translates. While the book is well-written, with occasional wonderful descriptions, the emotion remains far distant and much too cerebral for this reader. This mix of book-reading and review, grief therapy, and personal memoir is attention-grabbing (and perhaps a pretty good marketing tool) but doesn't fully work together. It seems to be neither wholeheartedly this nor that. If you are intrigued by the gargantuan challenge of a book-a-day this may be of interest to you, however there are better books on reading and much better books on grief and healing so keep looking if either of those are what you're looking for.

Quoc Vu vuvanquoc0cc27 — Literary critics are not generally known for their courage. Erich Auerbach is the exception. Born in Berlin to a family Jewish intellectuals, Auerbach survived the trench warfare and mustard gas raids of World War I. After the war he turned his intention to a study of Dante, a poet once conceived of as an intracably religious writer. After WW I, however, religion seemed to have no relevance to the shattered world of the new Europe. Auerbach's lucid study of the Vita Nuova and Commedia redeem Dante for the modern world, showing through a close textual exegesis of the poems that Dante was ferociously political poet, a voice of the secular world, a grandfather of the modern sensibility. After the publication of his Dante book, the chill shadow of Nazism descended upon Germany and soon all of Europe. Auerbach fled for his life to a difficult exile in Istanbul, leaving behind his books. In a small room in Istanbul he began to compose the greatest volume of literary criticism of the 20th century, Mimesis, a study of narrative strategies beginning with the Homeric poems through Dante and Cervantes to Flaubert and Joyce. The book is stuffed with close readings of quotations from these masterworks, all quoted from memory. The centerpiece is his study of the Florentine poet. Come back Dante, we need you.

Rafael Sicat coachraf — I have a lot of feelings about this book. On one hand, I enjoyed how he twisted a long form medium (the novel) into a mosaic of short stories. On the other hand, I don't think he had the ability as a writer to do a book-length straight narrative if he wanted to. Calvino is totally and wholly a short story writer. That said, I really like his short stories, and he did a lot to make up for the fact that this book was a collection of basically 20 shorts with a tenuous attempt at maintaining a non self-reflexive thread through all of them. What I love most about this book is the meditation on what it means to love reading. Right from the book store all the way to a wacky far-fetched fantasy about being prized by the state as one who loves reading, Calvino explores this feeling in so many beautiful ways. What he lacks in ability to write long form he makes up for in knowing how to craft stories with the same slope of growing excitement and involvement. It almost makes you wonder if each of the 10 aborted stories in the book were actually 10 real attemps by Calvino to write long fiction. Each story is a new approach in a different setting and genre and Calvino succeeds in getting you invested in each of them. Had the non-short story aspects of this book been more grounded in reality I think the thread through the entire book would have been more believable. But let's face it, Calvinos stories never end in a non-fantastic way even if they actually begin with people instead of thoughtful paramecia. I liked this book for the variety of flavors of writing. But overall it was more of a merry go round than something whose sum was greater than it's parts.