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Strange Heart Beating
Seb’s beautiful, beloved wife Leda has been killed by a swan. With a name like that, with a bizarre family history like hers, it isn’t really surprising. Seb has a grip on her story and its aesthetics; he knows how it should go. Except that he doesn’t. Sorting through her belongings after her death, he comes across a packet of unopened letters from a man whom Leda has never mentioned. It is a loose detail in the thread of his narrative that, when pulled, unravels the whole story of his marriage. Who is this stranger who knew her so well? Why did she flee her home village in Latvia? What happened to her as a young woman in London? Who, Seb wonders, was his wife? Floundering professionally and sunk by grief, he decides to travel to Latvia to find her. He is met, instead, with the living ghosts of her past, all of whom knew a fragment of Leda—but none of whom are willing to share their secrets with him. A darkly funny and seductive story that confronts the black undercurrent of possession inherent in love, and the impossibility of ever truly knowing even those dearest to us.
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January 1, 2020
“It’s almost too embarrassing to mention the absurd nature of her death, given everything. So much, in fact, nobody mentioned it. I was constantly expecting to be asked about it. Isn’t it odd, they might have said, or, I hate to bring this up but, well. And I would have raised my eyebrows, or shaken my head, I would have made them feel so ashamed for mentioning it. But nobody ever did”.
“She was an artist, a naturalist. She died in a boating lake of a local park, when one of the swans became alarmed at her proximity to its babies and attacked the boat, capsizing in and drowning Leda. It was a Wednesday afternoon and the weather was fine. The sky was blue and the water was blue. And cutting through it like a shaft of divine light what is the neck of that beast, the swan”.
Seb, thirty-ish, from London. was grappling with the recent loss of his
wife, Leda....who was killed by a swan. After she died, he discovered a stack of letters from an unknown man, Olaf, a man whom Leda had never mentioned.
We will read these letters along with Seb. They were a mixture of touching - puzzling - sweet -funny- and intimate. Often I felt an undercurrent sadness for Seb.
Leda ( her real name was Leila) - Seb only discovered this after her death....
had been barefoot on two ‘memorable’ occasions in her life.
From Leda/Leila’s diary:
“On the hot sand I was picked up and carried to the water by a handsome man who worked at a hotel. He picked me up and carry me because the sand was burning my feet. But he also picked me up
because we were having a silent affair”.
Honestly ...poor Seb! How could he read her letters and not ache?
Seb decided to travel to Leda’s home village- Lativa- to investigate more into her past. “Even in death, why shouldn’t I get to know my wife?”
He discovers more bizarre deaths among women in Leda’s family.
As the reader - I was encouraged- ha - forced - to think about the strangeness of death - the fears - the loss - the unknown. Does humor help? Does a strange death make loss any less?
There were many sentences to sit and ponder with...
“Grief is the aggressive displacement of the self from a known universe to another: you may choose to be the lover of somebody, or to follow a course of action that delivers you into the arms of another, but becoming their widower is an event that happens in spite of you.
It sets off a chain of transformation actions that one finds oneself performing almost unconsciously, like a child. It’s true that I’ve never felt so in need of care”.
The death by a swan seems a little ‘cuckoo’....( an arbitrary ridiculously unlikely death)...but there are interesting, strange, and complex symbolism running throughout.
Ultimately this book is a tale about loss, grief, regret, and love...
at times funny, but always tender.... and thought-provoking.
An introspective look into relationships ...this book is just under 200 pages.
To loose a spouse - is one of the most painful thoughts imaginable to me. Devastating! I’m sooo sorry - sad - to my friends who just this past year lost husbands the love of their lives.
I read this book with prayers for my friends...( I grieve along side ‘with’ them - ‘for’ them)
I must mention the book cover...
Isn’t it eye-catching..artistically
gorgeous?/!!!
Holding this little silky smooth book in my hands felt nice.
The title of this book comes from a WB Yeats poem that describes the rape of Leda, The queen of Greek myth, by the god Zeus, who came to her in the name of a swan.
The author was only 31 when she wrote it.
It’s an impressive debut. Mature beyond her age.
I finished this book just minutes after the New Year.
Welcome 2020!
New Year cheers with gratefulness - for LIFE -
love to my sleeping husband, our daughters, our family and friends.... and to all the book lovers around the world 🥳💕
“She was an artist, a naturalist. She died in a boating lake of a local park, when one of the swans became alarmed at her proximity to its babies and attacked the boat, capsizing in and drowning Leda. It was a Wednesday afternoon and the weather was fine. The sky was blue and the water was blue. And cutting through it like a shaft of divine light what is the neck of that beast, the swan”.
Seb, thirty-ish, from London. was grappling with the recent loss of his
wife, Leda....who was killed by a swan. After she died, he discovered a stack of letters from an unknown man, Olaf, a man whom Leda had never mentioned.
We will read these letters along with Seb. They were a mixture of touching - puzzling - sweet -funny- and intimate. Often I felt an undercurrent sadness for Seb.
Leda ( her real name was Leila) - Seb only discovered this after her death....
had been barefoot on two ‘memorable’ occasions in her life.
From Leda/Leila’s diary:
“On the hot sand I was picked up and carried to the water by a handsome man who worked at a hotel. He picked me up and carry me because the sand was burning my feet. But he also picked me up
because we were having a silent affair”.
Honestly ...poor Seb! How could he read her letters and not ache?
Seb decided to travel to Leda’s home village- Lativa- to investigate more into her past. “Even in death, why shouldn’t I get to know my wife?”
He discovers more bizarre deaths among women in Leda’s family.
As the reader - I was encouraged- ha - forced - to think about the strangeness of death - the fears - the loss - the unknown. Does humor help? Does a strange death make loss any less?
There were many sentences to sit and ponder with...
“Grief is the aggressive displacement of the self from a known universe to another: you may choose to be the lover of somebody, or to follow a course of action that delivers you into the arms of another, but becoming their widower is an event that happens in spite of you.
It sets off a chain of transformation actions that one finds oneself performing almost unconsciously, like a child. It’s true that I’ve never felt so in need of care”.
The death by a swan seems a little ‘cuckoo’....( an arbitrary ridiculously unlikely death)...but there are interesting, strange, and complex symbolism running throughout.
Ultimately this book is a tale about loss, grief, regret, and love...
at times funny, but always tender.... and thought-provoking.
An introspective look into relationships ...this book is just under 200 pages.
To loose a spouse - is one of the most painful thoughts imaginable to me. Devastating! I’m sooo sorry - sad - to my friends who just this past year lost husbands the love of their lives.
I read this book with prayers for my friends...( I grieve along side ‘with’ them - ‘for’ them)
I must mention the book cover...
Isn’t it eye-catching..artistically
gorgeous?/!!!
Holding this little silky smooth book in my hands felt nice.
The title of this book comes from a WB Yeats poem that describes the rape of Leda, The queen of Greek myth, by the god Zeus, who came to her in the name of a swan.
The author was only 31 when she wrote it.
It’s an impressive debut. Mature beyond her age.
I finished this book just minutes after the New Year.
Welcome 2020!
New Year cheers with gratefulness - for LIFE -
love to my sleeping husband, our daughters, our family and friends.... and to all the book lovers around the world 🥳💕
September 30, 2017
I didn't much like this story which is a narrative about a widower whose wife drowned after a swan attack. The widower, Seb, obvioulsy feels hollow after his loss, and he decides to go to Latvia to explore his wife's past in order to feel closer to her.
This is the debut novel from Eli Goldstone, and while I appreciated the beautiful piece of writing she has produced, it felt too much like a stagnant story told in beautiful metaphors. This is not a book with a lot of action or heavy development. It's more of an exploration of Seb and how he deals with the void his wife has left.
Do we really know our spouse that well? Do we always give them our full attention when they're talking? These are some of the questions that are raised in this beautiful, however slow-going tale.
This is the debut novel from Eli Goldstone, and while I appreciated the beautiful piece of writing she has produced, it felt too much like a stagnant story told in beautiful metaphors. This is not a book with a lot of action or heavy development. It's more of an exploration of Seb and how he deals with the void his wife has left.
Do we really know our spouse that well? Do we always give them our full attention when they're talking? These are some of the questions that are raised in this beautiful, however slow-going tale.
June 5, 2017
The writing is fantastic, but the story sadly loses its way somewhere in the middle. Very good for a debut though.
December 2, 2017
No doubt about it: the cover and title – from W. B. Yeats’s “Leda and the Swan” – can’t be beat. One day in late March this book showed up on my Twitter, Goodreads and Instagram feeds, and the cover lured me into requesting a copy right away. The elevator pitch is a winner, too: Seb’s artist wife, Leda, was killed by a swan. To be precise, she was boating in a London park and got too close to some cygnets; the parent bird upturned the boat and Leda drowned. The novel is narrated by Seb, an art history professor realizing just how little he knew about the woman he loved. When he takes a break from work to travel to Leda’s native Latvia in search of answers, he even learns that she was known by another name, Leila.
It’s as if Seb is running both towards and away from his sorrow:
When he gets to Latvia he stays at a guesthouse and communicates with the landlady in Russian. For a week running he meets Leda’s cousin Olaf at his clubhouse each night to drink and play cards, and later bags a boar with Olaf and his hunting buddies. While viewing a fresco in a picturesque church he meets Ursula, who is looking to build an eco-friendly resort to boost the country’s tourism industry. She soon emerges as a potential love interest for Seb.
As best I could make out, this is set roughly a decade ago. Interspersed between Seb’s rather aimless travels are passages from Leda’s diary between 1988 and 2005. These reveal her to have been a lonely, bullied youth who took refuge in art and music. If you’re familiar with the myth of Leda and the Swan, you’ll be expecting the trauma in her past. It’s a shame this has to be spelt out in Leda’s final diary entry; it was sufficiently foreshadowed, I think.
Ultimately I felt this book had a promising setup but didn’t particularly go anywhere. It struck me as an excellent short story idea that got expanded and lost a good bit of its power along the way. This is a shame, as I was initially reminded of several excellent debut novels with Eastern European elements, especially in the excellent opening sequence about how Leda’s various female ancestors perished (Jonathan Safran Foer’s Everything Is Illuminated, Rebecca Dinerstein’s The Sunlit Night, and Jaroslav Kalfař’s Spaceman of Bohemia). There could have been a quirky family saga in there had Goldstone chosen to go in that direction.
By the end we’ve learned next to nothing about Seb despite his first-person narration, and little of interest about Leda either. I can see how this is meant to reinforce a central message about the unknowability of other people, even those we think we know best, but it creates distance between reader and narrator. You could easily read this 194-page paperback in an afternoon. If you do and find yourself, like me, a mite dissatisfied, never fear – Goldstone is so young and writes so well that I’m confident she will only improve in the years to come.
Originally published with images on my blog, Bookish Beck.
It’s as if Seb is running both towards and away from his sorrow:
What can I do to find some way back to Leda? I seek for meaning in every miserable glint and shadow … I felt I was starting to lose myself as well. Grief is the aggressive displacement of the self from a known universe to another … I want to bury myself neck-deep in the quicksand of grief.
When he gets to Latvia he stays at a guesthouse and communicates with the landlady in Russian. For a week running he meets Leda’s cousin Olaf at his clubhouse each night to drink and play cards, and later bags a boar with Olaf and his hunting buddies. While viewing a fresco in a picturesque church he meets Ursula, who is looking to build an eco-friendly resort to boost the country’s tourism industry. She soon emerges as a potential love interest for Seb.
As best I could make out, this is set roughly a decade ago. Interspersed between Seb’s rather aimless travels are passages from Leda’s diary between 1988 and 2005. These reveal her to have been a lonely, bullied youth who took refuge in art and music. If you’re familiar with the myth of Leda and the Swan, you’ll be expecting the trauma in her past. It’s a shame this has to be spelt out in Leda’s final diary entry; it was sufficiently foreshadowed, I think.
Ultimately I felt this book had a promising setup but didn’t particularly go anywhere. It struck me as an excellent short story idea that got expanded and lost a good bit of its power along the way. This is a shame, as I was initially reminded of several excellent debut novels with Eastern European elements, especially in the excellent opening sequence about how Leda’s various female ancestors perished (Jonathan Safran Foer’s Everything Is Illuminated, Rebecca Dinerstein’s The Sunlit Night, and Jaroslav Kalfař’s Spaceman of Bohemia). There could have been a quirky family saga in there had Goldstone chosen to go in that direction.
By the end we’ve learned next to nothing about Seb despite his first-person narration, and little of interest about Leda either. I can see how this is meant to reinforce a central message about the unknowability of other people, even those we think we know best, but it creates distance between reader and narrator. You could easily read this 194-page paperback in an afternoon. If you do and find yourself, like me, a mite dissatisfied, never fear – Goldstone is so young and writes so well that I’m confident she will only improve in the years to come.
Originally published with images on my blog, Bookish Beck.
August 15, 2017
This book caught my attention because of its stunning cover. The book is not one that all readers would enjoy. Those who like Virgina Woolf, First Love or The Sense of an Ending will be able to relate to the book.
The story follows a man named Seb whose wife is killed by a swan. As he mourns his wife, he comes across the correspondence between his wife and a man named Olaf. Seb wants to find out who Olaf is and in this process re discover the part of his wife's life that he never knew.
I was very invested in the book until the first half. There is a lot of introspection about oneself, life, grief and loss. The latter half is the healing process. Seb is slowly getting out of the tragedy that befell his life. And it did not seem as convincing as the first half.
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Disclaimer : Much thanks to Granta for a copy of the book. All opinions are my own
The story follows a man named Seb whose wife is killed by a swan. As he mourns his wife, he comes across the correspondence between his wife and a man named Olaf. Seb wants to find out who Olaf is and in this process re discover the part of his wife's life that he never knew.
I was very invested in the book until the first half. There is a lot of introspection about oneself, life, grief and loss. The latter half is the healing process. Seb is slowly getting out of the tragedy that befell his life. And it did not seem as convincing as the first half.
See full review here - http://www.thebooksatchel.com/strange...
Disclaimer : Much thanks to Granta for a copy of the book. All opinions are my own
September 14, 2017
In a freak accident, a swan attacks a small boat, capsizes it and Leda drowns; she was the cherished wife of Seb. Leda was originally from Latvia and even though Seb knows her, he knows very little about her family and upbringing. As he is sifting her possessions he discovers a set of unopened letters addressed to her. Opening them, he finds they are from a man that she has never mentioned and the precious little he thought that he knew about her crumbles to dust. Hampered in moving on by grief and not knowing, he decides that he has to travel to her village in Latvia to find out who she was.
Goldstone has written a strange and ethereal tale of sorrow and melancholy. Taking the character Seb at his lowest ebb, she proceeds to unravel all that he knows about his beloved and thrust him into a variety of situations in an unknown land with people who only knew Leda a little. I liked this, but whilst the writing is haunting beautiful, I felt that the plot didn’t have the necessary depth to it especially with the promise posed with the dramatic opening. A good debut, Goldstone will be an author to watch though.
Goldstone has written a strange and ethereal tale of sorrow and melancholy. Taking the character Seb at his lowest ebb, she proceeds to unravel all that he knows about his beloved and thrust him into a variety of situations in an unknown land with people who only knew Leda a little. I liked this, but whilst the writing is haunting beautiful, I felt that the plot didn’t have the necessary depth to it especially with the promise posed with the dramatic opening. A good debut, Goldstone will be an author to watch though.
July 31, 2017
Highly uneventful and underwhelming.
This book follows a woman named Leda who gets killed by a swan, and her very passionate husband goes to her home country of Latvia to learn more about her. Welllll yeah no. That's vaguely what it's about. I mean that's the perfect description, but he doesn't actually learn anything about her in Latvia. He talks to people, hunts, drinks, talks a lot. Not a lot of learning about his wife. What he does learn isn't very spectacular. The book also leaves off at a point where I would have rathered the book actually START at the end, rather than finish there. I just wanted more. There's a big thing that I kept waiting to be revealed and just so underwhelmed and I don't know. Now that I know everything I learned in the 194 pages, I want the book to actually start. I feel like I read a novella and that now I'd move on to the first book in the series, but alas that is not the case.
This book follows a woman named Leda who gets killed by a swan, and her very passionate husband goes to her home country of Latvia to learn more about her. Welllll yeah no. That's vaguely what it's about. I mean that's the perfect description, but he doesn't actually learn anything about her in Latvia. He talks to people, hunts, drinks, talks a lot. Not a lot of learning about his wife. What he does learn isn't very spectacular. The book also leaves off at a point where I would have rathered the book actually START at the end, rather than finish there. I just wanted more. There's a big thing that I kept waiting to be revealed and just so underwhelmed and I don't know. Now that I know everything I learned in the 194 pages, I want the book to actually start. I feel like I read a novella and that now I'd move on to the first book in the series, but alas that is not the case.
October 24, 2017
Even if it weren’t for the beautiful cover of this debut novel by Eli Goldstone, I’d still have been drawn to reading “Strange Beating Heart” because it’s partly set in Latvia. Some of my ancestors came from Latvia and I still have relatives there, but I’ve not yet visited. So I have a fascination with this location and I’m curious to read literature that’s set there. The story begins with Seb mourning the loss of his young artistic wife who died in a freak lake accident when her boat was overturned by an angry swan. Swans are really the most beautifully graceful looking birds, but they have the worst tempers; I was once chased up a tree by one! It’s striking that Seb’s wife Leda is killed by a swan because in the Greek myth Leda is a Spartan queen who is seduced by Zeus who comes to her in the form of a swan. The symbolism of swans is played out in different ways throughout the novel to express forms of vulnerability, eroticism and shape-shifting. However, this isn’t a fantasy or mythic story, but a poignant realistic tale of isolation, grief and estrangement.
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Read my full review of Strange Beating Heart by Eli Goldstone on LonesomeReader
July 13, 2017
Strange Heart Beating is a gem of a book, the story starting from the unfortunate death of Leda (as her husband Seb knows her) at the hands of a distressed swan. So Sebs dislike of swans begins, understandable really, and his quest to find the real Leda, who was his wife really, what was she hiding? All these questions that he should have known the answers to when she was alive and all the things he's realised he doesn't know about his own wife takes him on a mission to find out anything he can about her. This story of one mans loss and grief and need to know the woman he loved is told in a mesmerising, beautiful, humorous, and quirky way. It shows that we don't really know anyone as much as we think we do, there's always information about ourselves we keep hidden, you'll laugh with Seb cringe with him and cry with him, this really is a marvel of a book and thoroughly deserves the five stars I've given it.
June 5, 2023
A whole lot of nothing happened in this story but it was so tender - I loved it.
August 9, 2017
I loved Eli Goldstone's Strange Heart Beating! It's a novel with contents as beautiful as its stunning cover (which is a rarity). Since it's not available in the U.S. and there's no word on a U.S. release date, I ordered this debut novel from Waterstones, paying over $30 for the book and the international shipping. And it was well worth it! (And it got here exceedingly quickly!) If this is on your to-read list, and you don't live in Britain, I'd recommend doing the same.
Strange Heart Beating reminded me of Lolita, which is always a sign that I'm going to love a book. Both novels feature mentally unstable narrators, wordplay, and are exceedingly clever. Strange Heart Beating is about Seb and Leda, a married couple who lived together in London. Seb is made a widower when Leda drowns after a swan overturns her boat. Seb is increasingly preoccupied and obsessed with his wife, to the point where he can't function. So when he finds a packet of unopened letters from Latvia, written by a man Leda never mentioned, Seb decides to investigate her life to get closure. Leda was from Latvia, but never spoke much about her life before moving to England. Seb sets out for Latvia, to uncover the secrets of Leda's youth and to meet the letter writer.
The story unfolds from two perspectives. There's Seb's first-person narration in the present, where he recounts his experiences as a widower in the present tense and regales us with memories of Leda from the past. Interspersed with Seb's parts are diary entries Leda kept beginning in childhood. A fascinating dual narrative of grief and abuse unfolds. I loved both narrative voices unreservedly; they are equally strong. Strange Heart Beating offers great character studies of Seb and Leda. It's nice that they both get to tell their stories from their own perspectives. It adds complexity to the story. Seb and Leda are both highly imaginative; one might consider them unreliable narrators. The question arises if Seb and Leda are overly imaginative or if their imaginations are justified because they were brought on by trauma?
Strange Heart Beating is sad and deals with harsh realities. Goldstone balances this well by having the novel be very funny. And while it deals with real life, it also manages to have the quality of a fable. Fairy tales are referenced, and the setting of the Latvian forest lends itself to this mood. The novel is rich in symbolism. There are many allusions to art, mythology, and literature. This book is fiercely intelligent, with meditations of death, grief, and relationships. It's about knowing someone and loving someone, and whether we're ever able to do both. In Strange Heart Beating, you get two great portraits of damaged people for the price of one.
I really enjoyed Strange Heart Beating and can't recommend it enough. It was my kind of book, from it's subject matter to its humor to its witticisms to its explorations of etymology. I was in love with Goldstone's writing style. She has a unique way of describing things and there are many great descriptions here. Strange Heart Beating reminded me of Atmospheric Disturbances and My Only Wife, so if you're a fan of either of those books, this is probably your kind of book too. Strange Heart Beating is a really different, refreshing, and meditative read.
Strange Heart Beating reminded me of Lolita, which is always a sign that I'm going to love a book. Both novels feature mentally unstable narrators, wordplay, and are exceedingly clever. Strange Heart Beating is about Seb and Leda, a married couple who lived together in London. Seb is made a widower when Leda drowns after a swan overturns her boat. Seb is increasingly preoccupied and obsessed with his wife, to the point where he can't function. So when he finds a packet of unopened letters from Latvia, written by a man Leda never mentioned, Seb decides to investigate her life to get closure. Leda was from Latvia, but never spoke much about her life before moving to England. Seb sets out for Latvia, to uncover the secrets of Leda's youth and to meet the letter writer.
The story unfolds from two perspectives. There's Seb's first-person narration in the present, where he recounts his experiences as a widower in the present tense and regales us with memories of Leda from the past. Interspersed with Seb's parts are diary entries Leda kept beginning in childhood. A fascinating dual narrative of grief and abuse unfolds. I loved both narrative voices unreservedly; they are equally strong. Strange Heart Beating offers great character studies of Seb and Leda. It's nice that they both get to tell their stories from their own perspectives. It adds complexity to the story. Seb and Leda are both highly imaginative; one might consider them unreliable narrators. The question arises if Seb and Leda are overly imaginative or if their imaginations are justified because they were brought on by trauma?
Strange Heart Beating is sad and deals with harsh realities. Goldstone balances this well by having the novel be very funny. And while it deals with real life, it also manages to have the quality of a fable. Fairy tales are referenced, and the setting of the Latvian forest lends itself to this mood. The novel is rich in symbolism. There are many allusions to art, mythology, and literature. This book is fiercely intelligent, with meditations of death, grief, and relationships. It's about knowing someone and loving someone, and whether we're ever able to do both. In Strange Heart Beating, you get two great portraits of damaged people for the price of one.
I really enjoyed Strange Heart Beating and can't recommend it enough. It was my kind of book, from it's subject matter to its humor to its witticisms to its explorations of etymology. I was in love with Goldstone's writing style. She has a unique way of describing things and there are many great descriptions here. Strange Heart Beating reminded me of Atmospheric Disturbances and My Only Wife, so if you're a fan of either of those books, this is probably your kind of book too. Strange Heart Beating is a really different, refreshing, and meditative read.
July 25, 2017
“Who was it that eventually lost his mind after watching a horse being beaten? Every so often I remember this. Nietzsche, obviously. I can’t imagine how one could possibly confirm the veracity of such a thing. Perhaps he was about to fall down mad and a horse happened to be beaten in front of him. This is the sort of thing I ruin dinner parties with.”
Same, bro. Same. Strange Heart Beating tells the tale of a grieving widower who loses his wife, Leda, to a swan. Pulling straight from W.B. Yeats’ “Leda and the Swan”, Goldstone explores a grieving husband’s journey to his wife’s home nation and the realization he never really knew her. “Leda and the Swan” is a famous poem that tells the tale of Zeus, who turns into a swan, to rape Leda. The poem uses powerful imagery, such as ‘beating’, ‘great blow’, ‘staggering’ and ‘dark webs’. The poem is truly beautiful, and beautifully written. It is also telling of what to expect from this novel.
I remember in 12th grade, where our assignment was to create a short story out of a poem. This was my main strength and I relished in it. We had 30 minutes to conjure up something, and I remember hearing praises from teachers telling me I needed to go to university and study English. I laughed, thinking there’s nothing for me in a Bachelor’s degree in English. Lo and behold, I got a degree in Psychology, and I have nothing to show for it (except for a published work). Funny how life works. I digress. When I heard this was influenced by a poem, I was drawn to this book like a moth to a flame. Hoping it would be a masterpiece, I was a little let down. I believe this would have worked best as a short story as the story began to falter at around the halfway mark. The book is character-driven, which is the type of story I enjoy reading the most; however, there was little intrigue and I began to quickly lose interest in our primary and secondary characters.
Goldstone is a wonderful writer, and I am curious to see how she grows and what her future works will be like. I am definitely interested in reading more by her. I would rate this between a 2.5 to a 3.0 out of 5.
This book was generously sent to me by Granta. Thank you!!!
September 8, 2018
This book was such a magical surprise. I bought it because it had something to do with swans, and I am obsessed with swans. A man whose wife is accidentally killed by a swan sets out to find her secret childhood past in Latvia. An exquisitely written exploration of the mythology of swans and Latvian fables. The characters are so funny and alive and well observed. I usually dislike diaries entries but the ones included by his wife are so wonderful and distinct and capture the loneliness and loveliness of a girlhood spent in poverty with a family who thwarts her peculiar desire for love and belonging.
October 6, 2017
What a creative, elegaic little book. Goldstone takes grief and examines how love is about the way we possess one another's moments and histories. Seb's journey in Latvia is both about grief but also about how little we can truly understand another person, even (and perhaps especially) those we are most intimate with. Full of beautiful writing, Strange Heart Beating is a short but intense read.
October 2, 2017
This is an odd one, but beautiful. Seb's wife, Leda, is killed by a swan. He finds a cache of unopened letters sent to her by her Latvian cousin, and Seb, knowing very little about Leda's Latvian upbringing travels there to find out more. There he is shocked to discover that his wife's real name was Leila, and he meets various odd characters who fail to give him the answers he's looking for. Seb was such an interesting, unusual character, quite hopeless at interacting with people, or getting what he wanted; passive but frustrated. The writing was arresting, and had me marking the text in many places.
I don't think I'm giving anything away to say that there are no answers, just oddness, and I really enjoyed that. I don't like a book that wraps things up neatly, but I still felt that it ended too abruptly.
On a very pedantic note, Goldstone skips over who the letters were addressed to (the envelopes say, L Kraus). Surely her cousin would have started the letters to Leda as Dear Leila? And so the name change would not have been such a shock to Seb.
But that's a tiny niggle in a book I really enjoyed.
I don't think I'm giving anything away to say that there are no answers, just oddness, and I really enjoyed that. I don't like a book that wraps things up neatly, but I still felt that it ended too abruptly.
On a very pedantic note, Goldstone skips over who the letters were addressed to (the envelopes say, L Kraus). Surely her cousin would have started the letters to Leda as Dear Leila? And so the name change would not have been such a shock to Seb.
But that's a tiny niggle in a book I really enjoyed.
July 22, 2017
A strange tale, moments 0f exquisite writing, a stunning debut.
The story starts off with a series of deaths, that bring the story to the present, and then we follow Seb as a man who loses his wife at the hands, or should that be, neck, of a swan. The bulk of the story then takes place with Seb trying to better know his wife, even though she is dead. An unusual story that is strangely endearing and promises us that much more will come from this very talented writer in the future.
The story starts off with a series of deaths, that bring the story to the present, and then we follow Seb as a man who loses his wife at the hands, or should that be, neck, of a swan. The bulk of the story then takes place with Seb trying to better know his wife, even though she is dead. An unusual story that is strangely endearing and promises us that much more will come from this very talented writer in the future.
June 2, 2017
I give it 4 stars (****) only because Eli Goldstone can write her ass off. She make you cry and laugh in the same page. The story per se is purposeless, just thing happening again and again. I want more creativity the next time, but I still recommend everyone to read the book.
April 19, 2018
This was pretty fantastic for a debut novel.
The writing is dark, funny, insightful and quite captivating.
Goldstone does an exceptional job of capturing the hidden / secret dissonance that is sometimes present in romantic relationships.
Hope she writes more soon!
The writing is dark, funny, insightful and quite captivating.
Goldstone does an exceptional job of capturing the hidden / secret dissonance that is sometimes present in romantic relationships.
Hope she writes more soon!
May 31, 2017
This was really good. The language was beautiful; the characters were odd in a good way; the imagery was definitely something special. I will definitely read Goldstone's work in the future.
July 3, 2017
Strange Heart Beating follows Seb, a man who has recently lost his wife - she was killed by a swan. As he is moving through his grief and is starting to unravel, he finds a box filled with unopened letters his wife has received from a man called Olaf. Traveling to her native country, Latvia, Seb searches for his wife's past and the woman he never knew - in an attempt to deal with the overpowering sense of Leda, and the sorrow that drowns him.
That is the basic premise of Strange Heart Beating. The novel is told in two parallel ways, on the one hand we have a direct narrative through Seb's eyes and his present state. On the other, there are letters or diary entries written by Leda from years past interwoven into the story. As you see her voice from the past and his current self trying to figure out his wife's past and what she ran away from, you as a reader see him closing in on the truth. In Leda's voice you're being told her life's story in a pretty straightforward snippets. In Seb's narrative you see the way the people around her has seen Leda/Leila, the way the men especially have shaped her into the woman who was killed by a swan. The person she is to them and the person she saw herself as isn't quite the same, and that seems to be one of the main ideas explored in this book.
Seb is navigating his life through a rationality that comes from his close link to academic life, he works as a teacher at the beginning of the book and he seems to be analyzing the things around him in rather a detached way. While at his wife's funeral for example he seems to be acutely aware of what the right way to act is, how he should act to successfully play the part of the grieving husband, and what to avoid doing. He seems to be viewing himself and others outside of his own body a lot of the time, as he is observing the world instead of being part of it. When he arrives in Latvia the story takes a stranger turn, I thought. It feels like his rationality is slowly slipping away, in a place where dream and reality is blending into one. Is the animals he sees symbols of something or are they true beings? Why is he mesmerized by Olaf, Leila's cousin? What is it in him that draws his attention? In Latvia, Seb meets several people, and it seemed to me only a few of these characters gets any real grounding. They felt more like Seb's hallucinations than true people in the story, that might be partly due to the books brevity. There's also a bit of mythology and fairy-tale themes in this book. For example Seb talks about his reactions to the forests of this small village in Latvia, nature as a wild thing and as something he is afraid of. There's a part that I really liked, in which it seems Goldstone is playing with this idea of women's different experience and place in the world in comparison to men (or to Seb's), and how that shapes our stories, roles, and connection to spaces:
In general I feel Goldstone has a strong vision and an interesting voice, I liked her way of playing with language sometimes like "the violent sound of an opening" or her drawing on Greek mythology, philosophy and literature. Sometimes I found her writing beautiful, other times poignant; "It was the weight of so many dead women and their heavy heads and their handful of thick, shiny hair". Ultimately I do think parts of the story weren't as developed as I'd like, it felt like parts especially towards the middle and end needed a little bit of expanding, and a further connection between Seb and Leda's narratives is something I think would've given me a stronger emotional connection to the book. In the writing too, there's still places that betrays the debut novelist. I'm not quite sure how to explain it aside from the writer taking the easy way out. It's harder to give an example of this and it might be small things like for instance, Seb finds a lock of hair in the letters addressed to his wife: "a lock of, unmistakably, Leda's hair". How is it unmistakable? What is it about the hair that makes him so certain its hers? What quality is it in the lock that makes it hers instead of someone else, especially because she has received the lock in a letter addressed to her (unopened!), wouldn't it be likely to assume it is the senders hair? This is one such instance where the writer just assumes you're with her, that you're simply going to accept things as they are because that's the way they are. Instead of showing you how something is a certain way, or motivating the actions, words, situations, etc. - to make you believe this is how it is. Another example along similar lines is when Seb is going through Leda's belongings after her death: "I knew that I owed it to her to continue". He goes on to talk about it being a way to keep her alive, existent really, or how someone she knew might want her belongings now that she is dead. But while he is talking about his reasons for doing what he is doing, there's no explanation as to why it would be for her sake - why he owed it to Her rather than owing it to himself or someone else. So instead of being told "he owed it to her" it would've been better to be shown why, in what part of his relationship this idea came about, what part of the letters or other things in the box made him think this. I guess in a way it all bottles down to the difference between being told something is a certain way, and believing it is so. I expect a writer to make me believe rather than just see, to feel rather than to know, and that is what I'm often missing in Goldstone's writing.
Having said all that, Goldstone is definitely an author I'll be keeping my eye on. Here it seems is a great writer in the making, as some parts of Strange Heart Beating shone through and showcased an intriguing vision and playfulness, along with pieces of beautiful sharp writing. I'll end this with a last quote (from Leda's entries) that appealed to me on many levels, but again exemplifies the connection to fairy-tales and stories, of navigating the world through pain and fear, and of a little something that really hits home.
That is the basic premise of Strange Heart Beating. The novel is told in two parallel ways, on the one hand we have a direct narrative through Seb's eyes and his present state. On the other, there are letters or diary entries written by Leda from years past interwoven into the story. As you see her voice from the past and his current self trying to figure out his wife's past and what she ran away from, you as a reader see him closing in on the truth. In Leda's voice you're being told her life's story in a pretty straightforward snippets. In Seb's narrative you see the way the people around her has seen Leda/Leila, the way the men especially have shaped her into the woman who was killed by a swan. The person she is to them and the person she saw herself as isn't quite the same, and that seems to be one of the main ideas explored in this book.
Seb is navigating his life through a rationality that comes from his close link to academic life, he works as a teacher at the beginning of the book and he seems to be analyzing the things around him in rather a detached way. While at his wife's funeral for example he seems to be acutely aware of what the right way to act is, how he should act to successfully play the part of the grieving husband, and what to avoid doing. He seems to be viewing himself and others outside of his own body a lot of the time, as he is observing the world instead of being part of it. When he arrives in Latvia the story takes a stranger turn, I thought. It feels like his rationality is slowly slipping away, in a place where dream and reality is blending into one. Is the animals he sees symbols of something or are they true beings? Why is he mesmerized by Olaf, Leila's cousin? What is it in him that draws his attention? In Latvia, Seb meets several people, and it seemed to me only a few of these characters gets any real grounding. They felt more like Seb's hallucinations than true people in the story, that might be partly due to the books brevity. There's also a bit of mythology and fairy-tale themes in this book. For example Seb talks about his reactions to the forests of this small village in Latvia, nature as a wild thing and as something he is afraid of. There's a part that I really liked, in which it seems Goldstone is playing with this idea of women's different experience and place in the world in comparison to men (or to Seb's), and how that shapes our stories, roles, and connection to spaces:
"'The wilderness represents a refuge. I've spoken to women here who see the wolves, the trees, as allies. The natural world protects, and the social world destroys'"
In general I feel Goldstone has a strong vision and an interesting voice, I liked her way of playing with language sometimes like "the violent sound of an opening" or her drawing on Greek mythology, philosophy and literature. Sometimes I found her writing beautiful, other times poignant; "It was the weight of so many dead women and their heavy heads and their handful of thick, shiny hair". Ultimately I do think parts of the story weren't as developed as I'd like, it felt like parts especially towards the middle and end needed a little bit of expanding, and a further connection between Seb and Leda's narratives is something I think would've given me a stronger emotional connection to the book. In the writing too, there's still places that betrays the debut novelist. I'm not quite sure how to explain it aside from the writer taking the easy way out. It's harder to give an example of this and it might be small things like for instance, Seb finds a lock of hair in the letters addressed to his wife: "a lock of, unmistakably, Leda's hair". How is it unmistakable? What is it about the hair that makes him so certain its hers? What quality is it in the lock that makes it hers instead of someone else, especially because she has received the lock in a letter addressed to her (unopened!), wouldn't it be likely to assume it is the senders hair? This is one such instance where the writer just assumes you're with her, that you're simply going to accept things as they are because that's the way they are. Instead of showing you how something is a certain way, or motivating the actions, words, situations, etc. - to make you believe this is how it is. Another example along similar lines is when Seb is going through Leda's belongings after her death: "I knew that I owed it to her to continue". He goes on to talk about it being a way to keep her alive, existent really, or how someone she knew might want her belongings now that she is dead. But while he is talking about his reasons for doing what he is doing, there's no explanation as to why it would be for her sake - why he owed it to Her rather than owing it to himself or someone else. So instead of being told "he owed it to her" it would've been better to be shown why, in what part of his relationship this idea came about, what part of the letters or other things in the box made him think this. I guess in a way it all bottles down to the difference between being told something is a certain way, and believing it is so. I expect a writer to make me believe rather than just see, to feel rather than to know, and that is what I'm often missing in Goldstone's writing.
Having said all that, Goldstone is definitely an author I'll be keeping my eye on. Here it seems is a great writer in the making, as some parts of Strange Heart Beating shone through and showcased an intriguing vision and playfulness, along with pieces of beautiful sharp writing. I'll end this with a last quote (from Leda's entries) that appealed to me on many levels, but again exemplifies the connection to fairy-tales and stories, of navigating the world through pain and fear, and of a little something that really hits home.
"I can hear it. Every time I close my eyes. I can feel things that aren't there. I am like the princess and the pea. The hundreds of mattresses are the days that I have tried to live, and that I have laid beneath me."
August 1, 2023
”I wanted to put my face between his hands and inhale the smell of Leda’s life: the polish on the arms of chairs, the crushed needles of the pines, the rough fur of dogs playing under tables.”
Sebs fru Leda blir attackerad av en svan och dör. När han går igenom hennes saker hittar han oöppnade brev från Ledas hemland Lettland skrivna av en man som heter Olaf. Seb har aldrig hört talas om Olaf och han beger sig till Lettland för att ta reda på mer, men väl där blir Ledas historia bara mer dunkel för honom.
Den här boken får toppbetyg av mig, men den är med säkerhet inte allas kopp te. Jag tyckte om mystiken, hemlighetsfullheten, temat på hur väl man känner någon och vems ens historia tillhör. Goldstone skriver luftigt och vackert men aldrig simpelt och lyckas verkligen beskriva både den karga lettiska byn och dess pragmatiska invånare samt Sebs snubblande genom sin sorg.
Som sagt: jag älskade den här men den är inte för alla. Läs på eget bevåg.
Sebs fru Leda blir attackerad av en svan och dör. När han går igenom hennes saker hittar han oöppnade brev från Ledas hemland Lettland skrivna av en man som heter Olaf. Seb har aldrig hört talas om Olaf och han beger sig till Lettland för att ta reda på mer, men väl där blir Ledas historia bara mer dunkel för honom.
Den här boken får toppbetyg av mig, men den är med säkerhet inte allas kopp te. Jag tyckte om mystiken, hemlighetsfullheten, temat på hur väl man känner någon och vems ens historia tillhör. Goldstone skriver luftigt och vackert men aldrig simpelt och lyckas verkligen beskriva både den karga lettiska byn och dess pragmatiska invånare samt Sebs snubblande genom sin sorg.
Som sagt: jag älskade den här men den är inte för alla. Läs på eget bevåg.
February 12, 2021
2.5 Na de eerste pagina's was ik er zo van overtuigd dat dit boek één van mijn vele favorieten kon worden. Maar het verhaal bleef niet even sterk. En de wauw momenten namen af. Ik bleef op mijn honger zitten, hoewel het potentieel van de schrijfster zo overduidelijk was. Ik ben alvast benieuwd naar een tweede boek van haar.
June 28, 2018
Strange Heart Beating is about a man called Seb and his attempts to find out more about his wife after her death. In his quest for the past life of his late wife, Leda, Seb encounters such aspects of her life that he never knew of having existed. The Leda that was his wife is quite different from the Leda of the past. In fact, she was not even called Leda then. She was called Leila.
The book has a beautiful cover and to be honest, that is what drew me towards this book. Then I read the blurb and at that very moment, I knew I had to read this book. I mean how often do we get to read about something like a woman being killed by a swan. And then there comes this mystery surrounding her past life. What’s not to like.
But alas my experience with this book (along with most readers’) wasn’t very good. The book starts off well but takes a different turn around the mid. The outline plot remains much or less the same as promised in the blurb but nothing concrete and startling turns out in the story. There are some revelations but they lack intensity.
As Seb meets new people, he gets involved with them. As such certain parts seemed out of place and unnecessary to me. Despite the story being a disappointment (not a complete disappointment though) I from was hooked up from beginning till the end. Eli Goldstone’s writing is enigmatic. Her writing is similar to that of Virginia Woolf. There’s no division in chapters. She plays with time patterns and employs stream of consciousness just like Woolf. And at times I felt like I was reading Mrs Dalloway.
Although there is no division in chapters, Seb’s narrative is interspersed with Leda’s diary entries. I liked these entries very much. They offered a peek into Leda’s mind, who otherwise remains a mysterious person. Even till the end, we don’t get a very clear picture of Leda.
The book is based on the Greek myth of Leda and the Swan in which Zeus, in the form of a swan, seduces Leda. The title of the book is also taken from W.B. Yeats’ poem on the same subject. But there’s nothing much to do with the myth in this book. Had this book been an attempt to contemporize this ancient myth, I think the readers would have enjoyed it more. But there is no point in talking about what this book isn’t.
Seb’s narrative is quite unusual one. At times he is ridiculous and at times it is difficult to grasp what he says. There’s something in him that makes him unusual and different from others. Sometimes, I wondered if his narrative is reliable at all or not. Nevertheless, I quite enjoyed this book. And just for the sake of her writing, I would like to see what comes next from this author.
My Rating: ****(3.75/5)
The book has a beautiful cover and to be honest, that is what drew me towards this book. Then I read the blurb and at that very moment, I knew I had to read this book. I mean how often do we get to read about something like a woman being killed by a swan. And then there comes this mystery surrounding her past life. What’s not to like.
But alas my experience with this book (along with most readers’) wasn’t very good. The book starts off well but takes a different turn around the mid. The outline plot remains much or less the same as promised in the blurb but nothing concrete and startling turns out in the story. There are some revelations but they lack intensity.
As Seb meets new people, he gets involved with them. As such certain parts seemed out of place and unnecessary to me. Despite the story being a disappointment (not a complete disappointment though) I from was hooked up from beginning till the end. Eli Goldstone’s writing is enigmatic. Her writing is similar to that of Virginia Woolf. There’s no division in chapters. She plays with time patterns and employs stream of consciousness just like Woolf. And at times I felt like I was reading Mrs Dalloway.
Although there is no division in chapters, Seb’s narrative is interspersed with Leda’s diary entries. I liked these entries very much. They offered a peek into Leda’s mind, who otherwise remains a mysterious person. Even till the end, we don’t get a very clear picture of Leda.
The book is based on the Greek myth of Leda and the Swan in which Zeus, in the form of a swan, seduces Leda. The title of the book is also taken from W.B. Yeats’ poem on the same subject. But there’s nothing much to do with the myth in this book. Had this book been an attempt to contemporize this ancient myth, I think the readers would have enjoyed it more. But there is no point in talking about what this book isn’t.
Seb’s narrative is quite unusual one. At times he is ridiculous and at times it is difficult to grasp what he says. There’s something in him that makes him unusual and different from others. Sometimes, I wondered if his narrative is reliable at all or not. Nevertheless, I quite enjoyed this book. And just for the sake of her writing, I would like to see what comes next from this author.
My Rating: ****(3.75/5)
July 15, 2017
"In short, I acted badly, because the idea that I knew her was so central to my loving her."
Každý člověk je záhada. Nemusí nutně střežit nějaké tajemství, možná se jen nechce ohlížet zpět. Třeba proto, že by mu to připomnělo tíživou periferii v jiné zemi, studené moře, prázdné pláže, rozlehlý prostor, ve kterém se cítí osamocen, dětství a dospívání. Vědomí neúplnosti vzájemného poznání je základem silného vztahu. Podlehnutí iluzi, že už toho o druhém víme dost, vztah oslabuje, znásilňuje. Nezbývá než neustále hovořit, nezaručuje to úspěch, blízký člověk může jako zvíře vyrazit proti nám, ale je to jediná cesta. Eli Goldstein napsala příběh, který se odvíjí velmi pomalu, ale přitom je plný pohybu. Čtenář může nabýt dojmu, že se v určité chvíli děj zcela zastavil, je nakonec na něm, jak jej uchopí, ukončí. Autorka jemným, ale silně obrazotvorným jazykem vykreslila atmosféru vzpomínání, zkoumání vzpomínek blízkého již nepřítomného člověka, hledání smíření a porozumění.
Každý člověk je záhada. Nemusí nutně střežit nějaké tajemství, možná se jen nechce ohlížet zpět. Třeba proto, že by mu to připomnělo tíživou periferii v jiné zemi, studené moře, prázdné pláže, rozlehlý prostor, ve kterém se cítí osamocen, dětství a dospívání. Vědomí neúplnosti vzájemného poznání je základem silného vztahu. Podlehnutí iluzi, že už toho o druhém víme dost, vztah oslabuje, znásilňuje. Nezbývá než neustále hovořit, nezaručuje to úspěch, blízký člověk může jako zvíře vyrazit proti nám, ale je to jediná cesta. Eli Goldstein napsala příběh, který se odvíjí velmi pomalu, ale přitom je plný pohybu. Čtenář může nabýt dojmu, že se v určité chvíli děj zcela zastavil, je nakonec na něm, jak jej uchopí, ukončí. Autorka jemným, ale silně obrazotvorným jazykem vykreslila atmosféru vzpomínání, zkoumání vzpomínek blízkého již nepřítomného člověka, hledání smíření a porozumění.
November 6, 2017
I thought I would adore Strange Heart Beating as it has great reviews, beautiful cover, fascinating title and mystical sounding idea. Unfortunately, I didn´t get it. The prose is gorgeous and the setting intriguing so I´m willing to consider giving Eli Goldstone a second chance, but this story didn´t seem complete nor coherent - it didn´t really leave me with any thoughts at all.
March 11, 2019
This book is Perfection. Every word is beautiful and carefully selected. It’s like nothing I’ve ever read before so I’m at a bit of a loss as to how best to describe it. Instead I’ll just clutch it to my chest and strongly recommend it to anyone who will listen.
June 25, 2017
Very enjoyable reading! I appreciate the clarity of introspective psychological narration and attention to detail in original descriptions.
April 14, 2024
Novela o vypořádávání se s žalem, netradičním způsobu smrti a odkrývání dávných tajemství.
Ledu zabije labuť (a já byla překvapená, i když jsem si to přečetla v anotaci… /aneb vítám se v období „zase čtu anotace“/) a její manžel se vydává do Lotyšska, odkud Leda pocházela, aby si více zjistil o Ledině životě (respektive aby si vyhmátl jejího bratrance Olafa, který jí posílal dopisy).
Seb postupně potkává obyvatele lotyšské vesnice, vyrovnává se se ztrátou a spojuje si střípky Ledina utajeného a opuštěného života.
Styl psaní je barvitý (zvláště krásné popisy pobaltské přírody), ale zároveň mnohdy úsporný využitím kratších vět.
Deníkové zápisky Ledy z období dospívání příběh hezky rozčleňují a dodávají k příběhu dynamičnost (a možná i trochu „odpočinek“ od Sebova úhlu pohledu, přibližně od poloviny knihy se už to začalo lehce táhnout).
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I imagine things and then I become disgusted that something like that could exist, even if only in my head.
I like to look at the names of the diseases and late at night I imagine that I’m dying from them. I haven’t told my mother what cold-inducted urticaria is. I once asked her whether she knew that the clitoris was like an iceberg and I didn’t think she would ever recover.
It is Anne, a colleague and friend of mine and Leda’s, a tutor in the art history department of something called Galleries (she couldn’t care less for pictures or sculptures, but is obsessed for some reason with the buildings that contain them).
So far everybody here has been rude in a way that I am scared of inadvertently being.
I've always hated the idea of parasites of any kind. That was one of many pertinent arguments against pregnancy.
Ursula comes down, wearing her hair parted in the middle and tied back. It makes her look very serious. She also does not have a social smile; she only smiles when she is amused, and this makes her look serious too.
Ledu zabije labuť (a já byla překvapená, i když jsem si to přečetla v anotaci… /aneb vítám se v období „zase čtu anotace“/) a její manžel se vydává do Lotyšska, odkud Leda pocházela, aby si více zjistil o Ledině životě (respektive aby si vyhmátl jejího bratrance Olafa, který jí posílal dopisy).
Seb postupně potkává obyvatele lotyšské vesnice, vyrovnává se se ztrátou a spojuje si střípky Ledina utajeného a opuštěného života.
Styl psaní je barvitý (zvláště krásné popisy pobaltské přírody), ale zároveň mnohdy úsporný využitím kratších vět.
Deníkové zápisky Ledy z období dospívání příběh hezky rozčleňují a dodávají k příběhu dynamičnost (a možná i trochu „odpočinek“ od Sebova úhlu pohledu, přibližně od poloviny knihy se už to začalo lehce táhnout).
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I imagine things and then I become disgusted that something like that could exist, even if only in my head.
I like to look at the names of the diseases and late at night I imagine that I’m dying from them. I haven’t told my mother what cold-inducted urticaria is. I once asked her whether she knew that the clitoris was like an iceberg and I didn’t think she would ever recover.
It is Anne, a colleague and friend of mine and Leda’s, a tutor in the art history department of something called Galleries (she couldn’t care less for pictures or sculptures, but is obsessed for some reason with the buildings that contain them).
So far everybody here has been rude in a way that I am scared of inadvertently being.
I've always hated the idea of parasites of any kind. That was one of many pertinent arguments against pregnancy.
Ursula comes down, wearing her hair parted in the middle and tied back. It makes her look very serious. She also does not have a social smile; she only smiles when she is amused, and this makes her look serious too.
January 16, 2020
This was a random selection from the library shelves but a very enjoyable read . Based on the myth of Leda who is raped by Zeus after the God has turned her into a swan. In this telling Seb is the widowed husband of Leda who narrates the story of his wife which leads him on the discovery of a bundle of letters from a man in Latvia to travel to that country to find out about his wife's history.
This book was a fascinating picture of grief and the stories that all individuals keep hidden even from their most loved partners. The story in Latvia becomes almost absurd at time but I enjoyed the characters and the feeling that seb was constantly trying to keep himself above the surface without drowning in his sorrow. I definitely cannot wait to read more by this author.
This book was a fascinating picture of grief and the stories that all individuals keep hidden even from their most loved partners. The story in Latvia becomes almost absurd at time but I enjoyed the characters and the feeling that seb was constantly trying to keep himself above the surface without drowning in his sorrow. I definitely cannot wait to read more by this author.
October 2, 2017
Beautifully written, but it did feel like it should have been a novella due to the overall thinness of the narrative. Worth reading for the writing alone.
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