Tuesday, August 20, 2013
When I began reading One Hundred Years of Solitude, I was momentarily overwhelmed by the fluctuation of time. As I kept reading, however, the fantastic elements of the story hooked my attention completely and I just couldn't seem to put it down. On the other hand, The Tin Drum wasn't nearly what I expected it to be. I was prepared for a more difficult and drawn-out beginning, but was surprised at how fascinated I was instead. I hadn't expected to be so interested in Oskar's early life, and I think that allowed me to continue the book at a steady pace.