Sunday, November 11, 2007

lost in the calle of Barcelona

"the city is a sorceress. it gets under your skin and steals your soul without you knowing it..."

those were the words used by fermin to describe barcelona.

reading carlos ruiz zafon's the shadow of the wind is like taking a plunge into barcelona; you feel as if you were transported back to the barcelona of the 1940s to 1950s. and every twist in the story is like taking a turn in the never-ending maze of the calle, drawing you deeper and deeper into the dark, poetic labyrinth of lies, intrigue and tragedy.

it is an epic: a story within a story. daniel sees himself in julian carax's story, just as we see ourselves in their stories. a book is a mirror that offers us only what we already carry inside us- in the words of beatriz.

a story is a letter the author writes to himself, to tell himself things that he would be unable to discover otherwise.- julian carax

this book spent 5 years on the spanish bestseller list, making it the second most successful Spanish book ever, after Don Quixote. i am not surprised. it is one of the best of its genre.

and upon discovering that lucia graves had translated this, i felt as though i had met an old friend. on the calle of barcelona of course.

"the only use for military service is that it reveals the number of morons in the population. and that can be discovered in the first two weeks; there's no need for two years.

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