The theme of the first week of the course was “The Era of Postmodernism”, and the novel we had to read was The New York Trilogy by Paul Auster (published in 1987). These are novels I probably wouldn’t have chosen to read otherwise, so it makes for an interesting diversion from my usual book reviews, I think. I have to read a couple of novels for this course (four, to be exact) and I’m planning to review all of them on here. Last week the new semester started for me, and I started following a new course called Contemporary Writing. In three brilliant variations on the classic detective story, Paul Auster makes the well-traversed terrain of New York City his own, as it becomes a strange, compelling landscape in which identities merge or fade and questions serve only to further obscure the truth. “It was a wrong number that started it, the telephone ringing three times in the dead of night, and the voice on the other end asking for someone he was not…”
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