Gabriel Garcia Marquez, 1970 Date Read: 6/13/22
What the actual fuck did I just read?
This wasn't a novel. It was a series of loosely (or un-) connected, impossible, and frequently disgusting events.
I can't even think how to summarize it other than this: take a bunch of random ideas and throw them in a blender. Pour it out, add some pedophilia and rape, and you'll get this novel.
I was so disappointed because I really loved Love in the Time of Cholera. I have been looking forward to reading another of Marquez's works. And what I found was a MadLib filled in by a homicidal 12-year-old. It has literally every single one of the triggers on the Trigger Tracker. That's an accomplishment of itself. And in fact, I had to add a new Trigger to be Tracked: incest. There is a LOT of incest in this novel. Like, a lot. Nasty.
Why did this win a Nobel?
Length: 417 pages in hard cover
Rereadable: I almost didn't finish reading it the first time.
Classic: I honestly do not understand why this novel won awards and is considered a classic. It's just a weird conglomeration of vague thoughts.
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