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Apart from all intellectual aspirations, I wonder about the moral aspects.

The more I think about it the more I think – or better: hope – that the statements of the teenage protagonists are just a method to implement them accordingly into the aim of the book …

I don‘t want to live in a world where (young) people neglect everything. Creepy enough when media reports cases where culprits allegedly have no feelings.

🇩🇪 https://bit.ly/37fZ94S

It‘s a good book – if you have stamina. Which I didn‘t have.

And as a result it‘s a book that leaves me feeling over-average stupid. Why that❓ Because I feel like I _should_ be interested in many of the things mentioned therin. But I ain‘t. Because I don‘t have time to, as I‘m no student anymore but got bills to pay and have errands to do.

Again, I have that feeling that after high school diploma one gets more and more stupid.

I accidentally spoiled myself and then lost interest completely. Which shows that I was bored for quite a while. And that‘s true. The main plot seems to begin only after 250 pages – and yet until then the book is so much more than a novel: it‘s about philosophy and behavioural studies, it‘s a literature textbook … Intellectuality that I couldn‘t stand for the 2nd half of the book because it dragged. I decided to scan roughly and read the ending.

My book that finally seems to take up speed and 200 g of fine Swiss made milk chocolate to help me cope the stormy weather outside. 😋 #StormfrontSabine.

I will hopefully meet the peak of wind 🌬 and thunderstorms ⛈ in the first half of the upcoming night.

My intuition tells me I shouldn‘t, but I very well notice that I slowly start to become impatient with the narration. At page 175 I still have absolutely no idea where the plot line will be going. Usually that‘s no bad thing but herein everything is told so slowly that I feel like in a classic drama where you know that first scene of the first act is not more and not less than the exposition.

“They wouldn‘t have understood that Smutek was looking for meaning in life. The search for meaning, which one considers to be a legitimate concern in one‘s own right, is overrun and burnt by other people.” (p. 125)

⬆️⬆️⬆️ One of various witty sentences in this book. It‘s no easy read because there are quite many foreign words in it. I‘m looking things up frequently; last I refreshed was my “Evanescence”-suss.

Sunday “morning” coffee at shortly after noon and a book while listening to the gaining wind speed outside. 🌬#StormfrontSabine

Stay safe‼️

You all know those rare books where you start reading eagerly, and then after the first chapter/prologue let it sink to think: “What‘s that⁉️”; only to realise that all the rest is totally different, maybe with a complete varying writing style, and then after you finished the story, you flip back all the pages to re-read this strange beginning – that just now makes perfect sense!

Voilà, I‘m sure that this one is exactly that kind of book.

“What if the great-grandchildren of the Nihilists had already moved out of the dusty devotional shop we call our world‘s view?”

⬆️⬆️⬆️ That‘s the first sentence and the rest of the first chapter isn‘t less complicated. Well …, I will now prepare dinner. Not only because I‘m hungry but because I need to let this complicatedness sink in.

In case, someone else wants to fresh up nihilism:

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🇬🇧 https://bit.ly/2H59N3Z

Finally. 🙄 Again it took me like 20 minutes to download the “new” book by Juli Zeh on my e-reader. But look, can you see that both books, “Boo“, and the right one, (🇬🇧 “Play Instinct”), do come from the same publisher❓ I never had that before – but take it as a good sign.

I‘m not quite sure what “Play Instinct” will be all about, I only know it‘s about school and students but I am very curious for it because I loved her debut “Unterleuten”.