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Loading... Un giorno all'anno 1960-2000 (original 2003; edition 2005)by Christa Wolf
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During a 1960 interview, East German writer Christa Wolf was asked a curious question: would she describe in detail what she did on September 27th? Fascinated by considering the significance of a single day over many years, Wolf began keeping a detailed diary of September 27th, a practice which she carried on for more than fifty years until her death in 2011. The first volume of these notes covered 1960 through 2000 was published to great acclaim more than a decade ago. Now translator Katy Derbyshire is bringing the September 27th collection up to date with One Day a Year--a collection of Wolf's notes from the last decade of her life. The book is both a personal record and a unique document of our times. With her characteristic precision and transparency, Wolf examines the interplay of the private, subjective, and major contemporary historical events. She writes about Germany after 9/11, about her work on her last great book City of Angels, and also about her exhausting confrontation with old age. One Day a Year is a compelling and personal glimpse into the life of one of the world's greatest writers. No library descriptions found. |
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For many the book is a valuable excursion into the history of split Germany, but those have to be knowledgeable or interested enough to bridge the gaps and connect the dots; I am neither, and I struggled to strip the text of the official and the ideological to get to the humanistic and the personal, and what came forth was a portrait of a stubbornly sincere, strong and unswerving and yet faithfully individualistic person riding on a train that is being dismantled under her feet, descending into relentless meaninglessness of life, unknowingly (?) writing her own obituary. The date September 27th now has the sound of a bell tolling for me.
I do not intend to read the second part in which she dies. Everybody does. ( )