This book is both very short and very beautiful. The
language used is extremely elaborate and artistic- and it works. Normally I’m
annoyed when language seems to be an overly frilly barrier towards actual interpretation
of the work – but this works because the visuals are clearly the main element
of this story. The beauty and artisty, the evocative mental images, the
powerful, heady emotions – these are why this book exists, why this story is
there
And it is extremely beautiful, it is very emotional. It’s
intriguing to follow not because of the story per se, or because of the
characters, or because of the conflict, but to see the imagery play out, so see
the scene being set, the emotions be evoked. This is all about theme and
aesthetic, of tone and appearance more than plot
But I’m left wondering what this is? Because is it a
story? Is it long enough to be a story? Does it have an established enough plot
and characters and world setting? It feels more like a snippet in a longer story,
even as a short story it feels so much like a part of something greater. It’s
more like an artistically crafted Vignette. An out take, a snapshot. The whole
feel of the story makes me think that it’s more about an artistically crafted
image more than a story. This is a scene, this is a display, a performance. It’s
an artistic craft of elaborate, beautiful, stylist language with an intriguing
concept and a lot of dark edginess.
It’s been pared down to just these elements with the rest
dispensed with. It kind of works here because it’s clearly what the point of
the book is. And it works as this. It really does – it is beautiful and stylish
and quite excellent to read
But is it a story? Is being a story the point?
I mean the plot revolves around the sacrifice a woman
made for her husband she loves and how that effects them
