What I'd Rather Not Think About

What if one half of a pair of twins no longer wants to live? What if the other can’t live without them? This question lies at the heart of Jente Posthuma’s deceptively simple What I’d Rather Not Think About. The narrator is a twin whose brother has recently taken his own life. She looks back on their childhood, and tells of their adult lives: how her brother tried to find happiness, but lost himself in various men and the Bhagwan movement, though never completely. In brief, precise vig...

Рейтинг LiveLib

4,1

6 оценок

5
17%
4
83%
3
0%
2
0%
1
0%

Ваша оценка

Прочитали 6Хотят прочитать 23

Рецензии

krupatato25 марта 2024 г.
Переживание траура и скорби от лица девушки, чей брат-близнец покончил с собой.
Через отрывки ее воспоминаний наблюдаем как развивались отношения близнецов, как с возрастом они все больше отдалялись друг от друга. Всплывают моменты из прошлого, давая нам постепенно составить картину произошедшего.
Это текст о человеке в процессе принятия смерти: пустота, злость, грусть, обида сменяют друг друга и накрывают вновь.

In a way, emotions are older than intelligence. They inhabit an older part of the brain. We aren't smart enough to completely understand them.
Читать далее
13
205
480gna13 апреля 2024 г.
А ты и не думай
Написано трогательно . Но почему не у берегли одного близнеца от смерти . Почему безразлично к этому отнеслись. Я так поняла это сиамский близнец? Скорей всего нет . Нужно было тогда спасать другого близнеца . Разделять надо было. Где были родители , или друзья, или родственники. Почему одного оставили . Кто может ответить на эти вопросы
0
0

Все рецензии

Цитаты

Anonymous21 июля 2024 г.
When I look at those ducks, all I see are delicious duck legs, said the woman.
Ah, I thought, then said, And look at those geese over there, they're perfect for Christmas.
Well, said the woman, I happen to think geese are ... No, you really can't talk about them like that.
She looked at me, apparently shocked.
Sitting on a bench in the park, I told my brother about the woman who would eat duck, but not a goose.
All my attempts at superficial conversation end awkwardly, I said. I have a gift for broaching painful topics.
The other day I was talking to the bike mechanic about the weather, I said. And, naturally, the conversation turned to the children he no longer saw because his ex-wife had moved to Ibiza, where it was always sunny, And then I didn't know what to say.
You have to use cliches, said my brother. It's why they were invented.
For the longest time, I thought that the use of cliches signalled a lack of imagination. I didn't understand they were formulas you could use to keep other people at a safe distance.
Your gift isn't a gift, it's a defect, said my brother. You can't keep you distance.
Читать далее
1
65
krupatato25 марта 2024 г.
Togetherness will be rich, infinitely rich, if both the persons are utterly independent. If they are dependent on each other, it is not togetherness — it is slavery, it is bondage.
1
53
krupatato23 марта 2024 г.
In a way, emotions are older than intelligence. They inhabit an older part of the brain. We aren’t smart enough to completely understand them.
1
35