A book which gives its readers the chance to depart into another "wonderland", it is true, is a considerable book to read. I like the point that the novel mentions quite large number of book titles (my favorite: The Little Paris Bookshop), name of writers (my favorite: Elif Shafak), and songs. It isn't surprising that the result is a poetic novel with its sentences consist of rhyming dictions here and there, the melancholy reflections in its narration, the poem quoted and even composed in 4 pgs long near its end, not to mention the quotable "epigraphs" in the beginning of its each 31 chapter. It seems that Alfin wrote his novel by being consciously aware about his position as a poet. I do not like travelling back into those chaotic memories but, well, sometimes a minute flight back is needed to render us remember that memory has its own significance. ![]() ![]() Reading it brings me back into my early time in Jogja, into a memory filled by traditional bookshops, contemporary (and several classic) songs, the-beach-in-the-night-alone-or-along-with-someone, the delicacy of coffee-houses' atmospheres, several comical friends, a few artless.girls.
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