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My Monk: A Typographic Novel
“Harriet Zabrosky believed in love at first sight-- until ithappened to her. He became a monk. She moved back to America.”This book weaves a story of sadness, humor, and pathos.A young, idealist American arrives in England for graduate school and finds herself soon involved in an unlikely friendship with a very religious and temperamental Romanian poet. Harriet-- a liberal atheist-- soon draws closer and closer to her fellow graduate student, attracted to him because of their differences.Weaving in back story and taking the character forward intime to life in New York City, the novel is unique in format and style.
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First published July 29, 2009
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March 24, 2020
First thoughts:
Really fun style! Highly meta, a combination of stream-of-consciousness journal, slam poetry, E.E Cummings. My only complaint right off the bat is that the author seems to be trying too hard to be literary. She even said at one point "maybe you're reading this for school," which sort of comes across as arrogant.
Final thoughts:
In the end, the style doesn't hold up for a full 300 pages. With nested upon nested upon nested parentheticals AND multipage footnotes, you had to keep a stack of threads in your head. Reading this book was like manually resolving a recursive function. Even that was okay for a while; I just had to only read it when I was very attentive. I was enjoying the first third, since it was so strange and quirky, and it made me laugh several times. However, eventually, it became tedious. Maybe it's just because I don't like poetry, and this book is absolutely written by a poet. (I was grateful for the multipage footnote of verse that started by saying that if you don't like poetry, skip this. I did.) It felt like a collection of a prolific writer of stories and poems creating a framing story for them instead of publishing an anthology.
The absolute best part of this book was the side story about the exam for the Foreign Service.
Really fun style! Highly meta, a combination of stream-of-consciousness journal, slam poetry, E.E Cummings. My only complaint right off the bat is that the author seems to be trying too hard to be literary. She even said at one point "maybe you're reading this for school," which sort of comes across as arrogant.
Final thoughts:
In the end, the style doesn't hold up for a full 300 pages. With nested upon nested upon nested parentheticals AND multipage footnotes, you had to keep a stack of threads in your head. Reading this book was like manually resolving a recursive function. Even that was okay for a while; I just had to only read it when I was very attentive. I was enjoying the first third, since it was so strange and quirky, and it made me laugh several times. However, eventually, it became tedious. Maybe it's just because I don't like poetry, and this book is absolutely written by a poet. (I was grateful for the multipage footnote of verse that started by saying that if you don't like poetry, skip this. I did.) It felt like a collection of a prolific writer of stories and poems creating a framing story for them instead of publishing an anthology.
The absolute best part of this book was the side story about the exam for the Foreign Service.
April 23, 2014
I actually did like her writing style, I enjoy ramblings... but I'm not sure it WAS ever woven into a story; the book was made up of conversations and thoughts strung together in a linear (mostly) timeframe - with half the book made up of (sometimes related) typography tangents. Captured me enough to continue reading but not enough to recommend.
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