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| The White Book |
From the winner of the Man Booker International Prize for The Vegetarian From the author of The Vegetarian and Human Acts comes a book like no other. The White Book is a meditation on colour, beginning with a list of white things. It is a book about mourning, rebirth and the tenacity of the human spirit. It is a stunning investigation of the fragility, beauty and strangeness of life.
Author : Han Kang
Original Language : Korea
Date of Published : 2017
Translated by : Deborah Smith
Genre : Poet, Modern-Lit
This is my first time read a book that written by Korean author, and i am not disappointed!
The White book is series of short stories and poems about white things that chained into a beautiful phase of life. It's like THE author saw an object that made her remember about old memories, scars and happiness and transform her into who she is right now.
It's not easy book or heavy book. Some stories are harder to understand but the other are very easy. Since the first page, a story about door that hooked me up instantly. Not for long, I spent two good hours to finished up this book.
This book consist of three parts that intertwine each other. Most of the stories is family related, about her mother, her deceased sister, dog and her brother. Story about her father felt like a cameo but somehow it is one of the most important thing that influence the author. Her father is also a famous author with different style.
I got interesting feeling after read the book, deeply moving, sad but somehow not dark. There is no angst even i felt the sorrow of the author. She write it not because she complained about the bruise that her family caused, but like a badge, the reason why she longing for something now finally she understood it.
there is one excerpt that i like from the book:
Snow
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When it first begins to fall, people stop what they are doing and turn their attention to the snow. On a bus, they lift their eyes from their laps and gaze out of the window for a time. Once the snow has been soundlessly strewn about, with an equal absence of joy or sorrow, and the street's erasure is complete, the people turn their faces away, and the blurring streaks are no longer reflected in their eyes.
I'd love this book and definitely read it more than one time.
This book consist of three parts that intertwine each other. Most of the stories is family related, about her mother, her deceased sister, dog and her brother. Story about her father felt like a cameo but somehow it is one of the most important thing that influence the author. Her father is also a famous author with different style.
I got interesting feeling after read the book, deeply moving, sad but somehow not dark. There is no angst even i felt the sorrow of the author. She write it not because she complained about the bruise that her family caused, but like a badge, the reason why she longing for something now finally she understood it.
there is one excerpt that i like from the book:
Snow
.....
When it first begins to fall, people stop what they are doing and turn their attention to the snow. On a bus, they lift their eyes from their laps and gaze out of the window for a time. Once the snow has been soundlessly strewn about, with an equal absence of joy or sorrow, and the street's erasure is complete, the people turn their faces away, and the blurring streaks are no longer reflected in their eyes.
I'd love this book and definitely read it more than one time.
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