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Oct. 2nd, 2003 03:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rootofnewtJ.M. Coetzee won the Nobel Prize for Literature this year. I think that's wonderful, but I can't remember why.
This is one of the more disheartening aspects of fibro and cfids. I know I wrote a paper on a novel of Coetzee's. I know the novel struck a chord within me. I know I enjoyed the paper because it was difficult to write. I cannot find the novel (the Coetzee novel on our shelf is "Foe", which I'm reasonably certain I didn't read for class) on our bookshelf, which means it's likely packed in a box in Indiana. I remember the themes in the novel, but not the plot, nor the characters or location. My memory is like a sieve. The emotional is intact, but the concrete has slipped away.
I think that after I read Perdido Street Station, I'm going to read "Foe". I don't remember having read it, but that's entirely possible.
This is one of the more disheartening aspects of fibro and cfids. I know I wrote a paper on a novel of Coetzee's. I know the novel struck a chord within me. I know I enjoyed the paper because it was difficult to write. I cannot find the novel (the Coetzee novel on our shelf is "Foe", which I'm reasonably certain I didn't read for class) on our bookshelf, which means it's likely packed in a box in Indiana. I remember the themes in the novel, but not the plot, nor the characters or location. My memory is like a sieve. The emotional is intact, but the concrete has slipped away.
I think that after I read Perdido Street Station, I'm going to read "Foe". I don't remember having read it, but that's entirely possible.
