Perhaps this isn't a question worth pondering to some, but if you've been swept under the "witchcraft" that is Lispector's writing, then you'll respect why I ask myself the question.
I've been holding onto The Hour of the Star by Clarice and I have a long train ride into the city today.
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I want to go deeply into the experience that only Clarice Lispector can create, but I'm afraid that when I emerge from the bowels of the earth and step into New York City, I'll feel spaced out and melancholic.
As I think about it, perhaps it's best if I save this reading for Monday afternoon when I can sink into it, and at the close of the book just lay down in bed and ponder all that I know she will conjure up from the farthest recesses of my mind.
She did say, "I write as if to save somebody's life. Probably my own life." This is a woman who poured her soul onto the page. To pretend that I can enjoy her work as I would a romance novel was foolish thinking on my part. I know better than this.
Well, thanks for listening. That answers the question of whether or not I should read The Hour of the Star on a train ride into New York City... and the answer is no.
Save her for when you can savor her is the advice I give to myself and to you dear readers.
Happy intense and deep reading.
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