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The Lost Scrapbook It may be the defining irony of our time just as we are coming to recognize our shared destiny and necessary interdependence our culture seems to be fracturing along every fault line available to it The Lost Scrapbook is a novel that passionately captures the contradictory richness of our historical slot a time when feelings of belonging and exclusion can do bitter battle Conjuring an unforgettable variety of voices the book delves into lives touched by this tension before it culminates in a confrontation between a trusting city and the local manufacturing company that both sustains and betrays it Through the use of a prismatic storytelling form The Lost Scrapbook finds a contemporary answer to the 19th century novel evoking an entire world in all its richness and diversity But by embodying the sense that we can best understand our world through witnessing the interworkings of whole communities it is also something altogether new The Lost Scrapbook may be the first holistic novel


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  1. says:

    i need to read this againi need to read this againi need to read this againi can see it up there on my shelves trapped between Songdogs A Novel and Brightness Falls and in my i should review all my favorite books especially the ones it will be frustrating for people to track down burst of energy here we all are and i am wanting desperately to read this againthis book should be among the seven wonders of the modern world yes we all love the chunnel it is superfast and all but this is a superfast chunnel of words this book will make your mind come it is astonishing but it is not for everyone trulyit is not a tidily told tale that will wrap up at the end it is a book you have to both work with and work for but it isn't complicated in the way that finnegan's wake is i personally never got the sense that someone was deliberately trying to make me angry it is ambitious in the way that house of leaves is or infinite jest it sprawls massively like a panda bear on its back showing you its goods but it isn't going to perform for you you are going to be responsible for making a lot of the connections yourself i found it way satisfying than house of leaves and pretty much the eual of IJ although i have only read this one the one time i need to read this again it has a lot of that lynchean why don't you tell me what this is about attitude which makes it both a taunt and a challenge and leaves a rush of accomplishment singing through the veins reading this is like when you are young and stoned and you are walking down the street overhearing snippets of conversation reading graffiti hearing lyrics of songs coming from out of windows of cars going by and you start picking up on patterns man and how all of this surrounding noise relates to you the center of the universe naturally and you start coming up with silent theories about what everything you are seeing and hearing is trying to tell you only this time it's all real this is carefully balanced this is like a game of memory and these are echoes and reverberations throughout like in sea came in at midnight but this book is disjointed of a mist of words you just happen to find yourself in i have a pretty big aversion to clever for clever's sake and this one never felt that way to me it is simply clever it is a book i discovered and read on my own and the experience felt so life changing and necessary that it spooked me a little i read it pretty much right when it came out attracted by the title and premise alone and it was only years later that i realized what a cult this book had surrounding it and what mysteries lay cloaked around its authorship i need to read this againi should stop writing this and go read it but i gotta read a couple of other books firstbut i vow to read this again before the end of the month one of you people should track it down and read it with mecome to my blog


  2. says:

    Trash is all around us and our heads are full of trash And we wish to be not distinguishable from anyone else and we wish to hide in multitudes and to be invisible So now I move about you civilization like an electron amid your clamor and industry your commonness and shared accords I am a speck whirling and circling negatively charged; with no measurable existence save the statistical I am everywhere and therefore nowhere; I have now evaded notice for eight straight daysAnd we live in the world of lies Everyone wants us on one’s side so everyone is lying politicians journalists writers plutocrats government scientists priests and advertisers But do we need truth?—And then all the ads which are just shameless in their manipulativeness and stupidity and meanness and all the posturing and the sucking up and the distorting—all of it just all of it; I mean by now we’re all well versed in the inadeuacy of language so to speak but I never feel this so forcefully as when I try to come up with some means of verbalizing the utter total and appalled revulsion and sub disgust I feel at what has become of our political process; I mean watching this every night on television I would just begin to get sick I started developing physical symptoms—tensions chest pains actual symptoms; and I would sit there you know I’d sit there and I’d be thinking this can’t be it; this can’t be what it’s all about—I mean all this unbearable shit—The voices telling the tale are many but they all are interchangeable Behind the voice there is no individualityIt is interesting to compare The Lost Scrapbook with the postmodern novels from the sixties of the last century – with Giles Goat Boy by John Barth or with V by Thomas Pynchon for instanceThe protagonists of those books are on the uest to find one’s ego – to gain identity and individuality and become a hero And they failIn The Lost Scrapbook there is no protagonist Everyone wants to conform and lose one’s ego And they succeed come into the world of lies of distortions and inessentialities; learn to feel inadeuate and to be ashamed of what you are; accept the power of others to form to shape to determine your preferences your thoughts your hidden enclaves; internalize the master myth specifically in order to feel excluded from it; realize that you are a nothing—a cipher a target a marketing opportunity a connable and dupable marketing opportunity but ultimately a nothing entirely a nothing; learn to hate yourself while always remembering that the hater is a nothing Trashy generation human beings are turned into sapient amoebae They are capable to think but they choose not to


  3. says:

    A comparison to the books of the likes of Gaddis Pynchon McElroy or DFW means one thing that it is a book not like any of those books And so is this Evan Dara book The Lost Scrapbook The indication intended by such a cursedly bold comparison means only that if you don’t want to read the same thing over again but would like to read a novel a new thing a thing which takes the risk of failure because its design has not been vetted and proven by its forgoers or because you might want to read a book which attempts to speak the truth then please do turn your attention to this book whose status as self published is an indictment against the book industryFirst person plural; but not in the ‘we‘ “Evan Dara is an American writer living in France” With this sentence length complete biography we are released from any temptation to commit an intentional fallacy We may add to our certainty regarding this freedom by indicating that Evan Dara’s proper pronoun will be “she” And further that speculations about Dara being perhaps another published author only indicates an insecurity about our reading in the freedom from a search for “the man in the book” that ghost of an author who’s not dead in the Foucauldian sense of course; freedom from a trap which would have you believe that a novel is nothing than the ‘expression’ the sueezing out onto the page of some bio psychical entity mistaken for a human being Nothing here to see but a novel folks Listen to it; do not seek your mythical “she” somewhere “behind” it or “in” it or whatever other prepositional metaphor you might dream up to satisfy your dissatisfaction with being confronted by a naked text; returning your gaze And empathizing with youFirst person plural; but not in the ‘we’ This is the voice of a community Its unity is formed merely by the two covers of the physical object; but its split its diversity its antagonism is formulated on the pages between the pages with “ ” jumps and echos discord The lost scrapbook a book which is lost but too a collection of the lost a collection which is already “we” a “we” coming to speak and into a language Listen Because the American voice is Whitman’s voice “I”; the first person singular of Holden Caulfield Can Americans say “we” without lying? How does an American community sound when listened to when heard? This is its unity not falsely through a singularity of consciousness but through a plurality of disjointedness of never having been one but overridden already by a dependency upon the Father Master corporation which provides us milk and against which we cannot speak because we have taken it into ourselves we have become this community mediated by a legal fiction it has created us; and then it will poison us And our language our political action can it ever organize itself independently from this demon we’ve suckled upon? What is left is all of us forced to evacuate because of what we have not done ourselves but which we demanded for 108 years be done in and through our nameAnd so what we have The Lost Scrapbook is the Great American Novel again This one is not the American Everyman because we have had damn near enough of that bogus mediocrity but about the American Every Town Here the portrait which may be replicated repeatedly but never by repetition of what we have made for ourselves in our homes and in our towns; how we have given off on our desires the original American Dream of self determination and democracy because its burden was better carried by Father Master; how we’ve landed ourselves and what the cost of clean up is going to be It will not become any lighter


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    Evan Dara’s highly ambitious innovative and masterfully executed debut novel The Lost Scrapbook has a reputation as being woefully underexposed and underappreciated and this reviewer is here to pile onto that sentiment with several megatons of explosive praise uietly published in 1995 this savory feast of a book drew this reviewer’s associative tentacles towards such novelistic brethren as post ’95 titles like Infinite Jest The Pale King A Naked Singularity and the somewhat elusive shared tonal and atmospheric sensibilities of a pre ’95 title like Magnetic Fields The DFW connection lies mostly in the basic structure of deploying a lengthy set up of seemingly disconnected vignettes while very mindfully laying out big uniting themes all along the way laying the ground for a walloping series of epiphinal A HAs in the latter reaches of the page count The Naked Singularity connection lies in the fact that both books are largely underappreciated extremely formidable and ambitious debuts both authors have single line author bios1 and both remain rather mysterious Dara being far far mysterious since not a single interview or anything beyond his two novels seems to validate that he even exists and neither are afraid to delve into straight up philosophical territory though I think Dara restrains this tendency a little so than De La Pava1 Evan Dara is an American writer living in FranceSergio De La Pava is a writer who does not live in BrooklynDara places a perfect uote from Shakespeare’s Titus Andronicus at the head of the bookO let me teach you how to knit againThis scattered corn into one mutual sheaf These broken limbs again into one body;It’s perfect in that it captures the central theme of the book and the book’s structure which surely was sculpted with said theme in mind Parts of the whole Forest for the trees trees for the forest Synecdoche Conceptual and ontological tapestry All of this when applied to human individuals and human communities Dara has described a single town in Missouri but also the big ol’ daunting portrait of Humanity as well and how people compose massive systems that breed unforeseen effects and byproducts and how each individual plays a role however large or small and that all of this has massive implications in every area of life that can possibly matterCharacters are given their due while also given a certain level of interchangeability of anonymity The seamless elliptical fractured collage like and completely and utterly period less flood of prose that composes this entire book tends to merge characters and scenes and dialogues together There were times when I thought I was still reading about one distinct character while the narrative had already shifted to another totally distinct one It makes for a very jarring and unusual reading experience Amazingly crafted and imaginative vignettes just bleed and segue into one another for the entirety of this novel and reach a fevered pitch of flashcutting in the final hundred or so pages when the sum of the parts is most fully unveiled and the dramatic tensions rise to their apex It bears mentioning that Dara’s a true magician with words as well; deeply satisfying descriptive chops to match his muscular intellectual and moral flexingAll fans of the sensitively and richly imagined Big Ideas Novel must check this out It's the kind of highly detailed and narratively fractured moral drama and glimpse into both the banal and the deep end that demands re reading from the individual and appreciation and recognition from the group


  5. says:

    I don't understand what all of the parts of the book have to do with the whole but goddamn if this isn't the most fun I've ever had reading something that half the time I had no idea what the fuck was going on


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    The Pomo Promoters' Playbook for Getting Your Novel a Five Star Review from Tom LeClair and His Coterie1 Use multiple pages of unattributed dialogueTick2 Structure a monologue as unattributed dialogueTick3 Create a fragmented effectTick4 Change the identity of the narrator mid sentence or at least mid paragraphTick5 Cite philosophers psychoanalysts linguists and anarchists who have influenced post modernismTick Nietzsche Piaget Chomsky6 uestion the validity of the concept of truthTick7 Deny the existence of cause and effectTick8 Use mathematics and music as metaphors for life and creativityTickAll Right But For the PlaybookThis playbook is supposed to be a list of literary characteristics that establish your credibility as an experimental novelist However in reality they're little than a private code that signals membership of a pomo coterie to other writers and readersEvan Dara uses them but the real uestion is what heshe manages to achieve with them Dara hints at an ability to write with some intelligence and fluidity but all of the pomo traits contribute to a dubious fragmented effect Readers end up as alienated as the charactersBesides the pomo tropes are freuently inconsistent with and therefore undermine the subject matterThey Had to Put Off the InfidelsLeClair describes the novel as “eco fiction About half of it is concerned with environmental activism A subterranean toxic incident has occurred aging and defective pipes carrying dangerous chemicals have burst and the chemicals have started to permeate the groundwater beneath the American city of Isaura the community is starting to suffer the after effects and activists are now developing a strategy to reclaim a healthy environment and seek remediation and compensation To do so the individuals within the community have to overcome their individualism and social atomization What is reuired is a collective effort which counteracts the anarchistic separatism that had prevailed in the suburbsThe detection and punishment of the damage done by the chemical company Ozark reuires a belief in cause and effect which seems to contradict one of the tenets of post modernism However it's vital that the activists be able to prove that Ozark has caused the environmental damage Naturally Ozark and the authorities deny that there has been any damage or that Ozark is responsible It immediately reverts to damage control mode using the tactics and language of a public relations exercise It also argues that if the company collapses people within the community will lose their jobs retailers will close and rates and taxes will cease to be paid to the local authorities “There would be no Isaura period without them” Ozark is a company which like any other prioritizes profit over doing the right thing I mean Ozark is a company and they have to make money; it's as simple as that; what do these people expect? Political Radicalism Where are the New Crusaders?The individual activists in the community have to combat this misinformation as we now have to disarm Trump and his habitual lies “so you just trundle on hoping that maybe we as receivers of information have biologically given decoder circuits that let us compensate for corrupted data so that despite all the distortions – inadvertent inevitable or otherwise – we somehow can get a sense of what's going on and something genuine gets through” This assumes that there is some concept of truth and that the subject either individually or collectively with others can ascertain it I am terrified of unmeaning“We simply believe in the ideal of personal accountabilityWe think that there is still something left to the idea of someone being responsible for his own conduct” In contrast a tobacco company in the novel argues that The causal theory is just that a theory” It uestions cause and effect so that it can deny responsibility and liability Big capital has got into bed with pomo relativismEvan Dara speaks of a regathering which will achieve a reclamation of the environment and the community Where are the new crusaders? And tell me now of jackals and betrayals and Where you will die I will die and Where are the new crusaders? But by then the signals were faint the sounds and the signals were flickering and faint yes the signals were flickering out flickering into the amassing regathering into the conclusive regathering where physics becomes math becomes psychology becomes biology yes flickering and lost to the definitive regathering the comforting regathering into continuity into continuousness into abundance into that abundance that is silently and invisibly working on every variation into full and unfolding abundance into the extreme abundance of silence yes into it’s opulent abundance its sweet unity and opulence this definitive regathering into willed abundance into the sweet abundance of silence of unity and silence yes this definitive reclamation this grand extreme regathering and reclamation into silence for where else could this go but silence yes silence silence Silen” Like Thomas Pynchon before himher Evan Dara has to escape the clutches of post modernism to reclaim and realise the willed abundance of hisher literary skillsINTERVIEWDJ IanYour novel is as much concerned with depression as the novels of David Foster Wallace so much so that some critics have speculated that Evan Dara might have been a pseudonym used by him?Evan DaraPerhaps but in reality I'm Even DarkerEMPATHY AND RESPONSEHe Said She SaidThis is what it's like to be lostMmKnow You're ProductI think I am the product of the otherness thinking meHmThe Imperial Signifier You know who got me elected? I got me elected Russia didn’t help me at allMmhmThe Russia Hoax There was a hoax that was perpetrated on our country Somebody has to get to the bottom of itMmhmThank Goodness Thank goodness we can fight back on Social MediaHmFinding the Truth When a subject of an investigation obstructs that investigation or lies to investigators it strikes at the core of the government’s effort to find the truth and hold wrongdoers accountableMmhmThe Report is My Testimony if we had had confidence that the president clearly did not commit a crime we would have said soit would be unfair to potentially accuse somebody of a crime when there can be no court resolution of the actual chargewhile this report does not conclude that the President committed a crime it also does not exonerate himHmFreedom This cannot be the purpose of our putative freedom to be able to engage in cruel deceptions with smiling faces to conduct this inconceivable suandering of resources and effort and ingenuity solely for the purpose of hoodwinking the trusting and producing uselessness and nothing of what is so desperately neededMmThe Felt Absence of Genuine Conjunction I really don't like critics as much as I respect people who get things doneHmMETACOMMENTARYMetacomment 1 some sad narcissistic shimmy which is the only thing you'll pay attention to 268Metacomment 2 style is sickness and cleverness is the enemy of content 271Metacomment 3A JOYRIDE THROUGH THE BACK ALLEYS OF THE POST MODERN MINDSCAPEDEVASTATINGMetacomment 4 All of a sudden I must say the fascination with the guy was just over all the intrigue was gone and he just seemed sadSOUNDTRACKThe Beatles She Said She Said Saints Know Your ProductWhere's the professor? We need him now


  7. says:

    This sprawling novel is told entirely in fragments monologues and dialogues one line to twenty pages often by undisclosed speakers usually without beginning or end Their subjects vary widely as prefigured in the very first fragment of all in which a student rejects a guidance or career counselor's demands that he narrow his vision to one ends that he specialize as do their voices But they tend to hover in the vicinity of a few themes civic duty the conveyance of messages upon willing or unwilling ears and the toxic symbiosis of American industry and community And certain recurring motifs philosophical and psychological discussion interviews advertising and the titular scrapbook Eventually after spinning out all these tenuously connected threads it most sets them aside in favor of a single chorus of voices in a single example township driving its thematic resonances out into their furthest reachIt's a mysterious book how do these parts relate? who even is the author of all of this? and an impressive one But it's also the victim of its format the fragments are just that and the picture they paint is inevitably well fragmentary As exciting as it is when familiar bits appear again Erwin Centrifuges? it almost feels as if the observant reader is just being tossed arbitrarily repeating details to make him feel good about his observations and to keep him reading further As you might toss snacks when training an animal Okay that's too harsh but it felt like that at times an empty gesture Of course I'm no stranger to authors who pull the reader in with ultimately insignificant devices Pynchon does this all the time for instance But whereas Pynchon uses gripping adventure story mechanisms mysterious lost cities and airships and arch villains nothing here really creates all that much lasting intrigue or mystery Even the scrapbook is barely mentioned and easily forgotten And even the individual episodes as fragments rarely have any narrative momentum of their own We come in partway and leave before they finish privy only to a seuence of ideas that Dara wanted to convey somehow Interesting ideas often but still disconnected ones Telling a story in thematically connected but discreet units simply does not have to be this way in Steps for instance Jerzy Kosinski's fragments are typically complete and resonant in their own right in addition to contributing to something when read in seuence And finally there's something extremely undergraduate about the way the topics are grabbed at There're a seuence of concepts pulled right out of psych 101 interesting ones for sure but familiar as entry concepts then some neat bits of music history and social science a few appearances by Noam Chomsky a denunciation of a Phillip Morris publicity strawman All perhaps highlights of a voracious liberal arts education By a brilliant student for sure as I certainly can't synthesize my liberal arts education like this but I can still somewhat recognize the parts of one here And so also a lot of this feels like a preaching to the choir I totally agree with almost everything Dara seems to be trying to do or say here but a lot of it isn't really news I guessAll of which is an awful lot of complaining about what's actually a pretty impressive and earnest and good book The final chorus of voices where we stick to one topic for uite a while however fractured across hundreds of speakers has a slow building power and finally captures its complex topic pretty well in many of its very tangled and inextricable nuances And this is undoubtedly the crux of the novel so its success is the novel's really And it does at least brush its fingers over many of the early threads But it doesn't necessarily do than brush its fingers over them which makes all that space hard to justify Especially when a few seem like totally pointless if amusing style games Do the sex scenes really do much besides show that Dara can write one in addition to all else? I'm not sureThe obvious retort is that I'm just not getting it all Which is undeniable I'm a very imperfect reader and a very imperfect observer But as with a couple other pseudo masterworks that I found impressive and admirable but not all that personally involving Hopscotch is one I enjoyed ultimately a little less than The Lost Scrapbook despite being certain of its fitful brilliance 2666 is one that I enjoyed a little I actually did try to put in some of the extra effort to read close to re read closer to look up and analyze and generally be an active reader some of the fruits of those efforts are a semi complete fragment index listing of notable details and an attempt to catalog the characters perhaps useful for remembering where random bits were referenced So I think I did get a little out of this than a cursory read would provide And yeah it's good But still imperfect


  8. says:

    Engaging despite an almost complete lack of characters and plot Though there is one Maybe several hundred Yes Dara reuires a patient and faithful reader But despite the challenging form I felt the agglomerative force The first two thirds were bang on disparate voices skillfully interwoven The final third where there is a sustained topic was a departure that I didn’t necessarily expect This one will be with me for a while 464 stars


  9. says:

    Now here's a friendly little book that is notorious for being unknown and overlooked If you've read it you're likely the passenger of one of three channels 1 You trust William T Vollmann's judgement; 2 you heard that the novel has been lumped in with the names Gaddis and Pynchon; or 3 your tastes coincide with those of Steven Moore My own arrival is the result of a confluence of these channels catalyzed by the Goodreads recommendation engine While its affinities with the likes of Gaddis Pynchon et al are not as prominent as I expected Evan Dara's debut novel achieves that almost impossible echelon of sui generis for which I pine That is I've read The Recognitions and Gravity's Rainbow but I can still say that The Lost Scrapbook is a uniue experience that stands on its ownFirst off Evan Dara does not exist This is a nom de plume that has been linked to several candidates including Richard Powers The book which is published by Evan Dara's own publishing house Aurora offers this illuminating biographical note Evan Dara is an American writer living in France A footnote in Steven Moore's biography of William Gaddis William Gaddis Expanded Edition 1989 reveals that Evan Dara has deliberately eschewed Gaddis's books or at least J R because Dara does not want to be influenced by Gaddis So like Pynchon we know little to nothing about the real author Which I assert works wonders for freeing us of dispositions that mar the text properIt can rightly be classified as a difficult novel The difficulty here lies in the way it is structured and the fact that the framing story is delayed for a bulk of the text Like scanning through radio channels The Lost Scrapbook reads like a stream of different voices and concerns This panoply of voices and perspectives is devoid of transitions also as in radio scanning I found myself getting a rush every time I pinpointed a lapse into a separate voice and situation so cleverly rendered are these breaks And forget about the final episode of Joyce's Ulysses being the longest sentence in the English language the first full stop ie period of this text comes on page 476 Once we pick up on the wraparound story an ecological disaster that exposes the fault lines between a huge chemical company and a small American town our footing is a little sure But inevitably to understand the purpose of the novel better we must uestion why Dara chose this formThe text makes explicit the theme of its form Before the story even begins we have two uotes about honoring every man Kierkegaard and knitting together fragments to form a whole body Shakespeare Later on we get a rumination on the concept of montage and scene cuts in film and how this form is much dramatic than just a gradual ellipsis in the original and how it creates its own language by crashing perceptions together through montage fabricating a bridge again ellipsis in the original 204 And this beautifully elouent statement of intent comes on the heels of some of the best remarks on originality uniueness and individuation I've ever read 190 This crashing of perceptions is interrupted only by an extended break that carries on for roughly 100 pages by an entity that we could anachronistically call a Danielewskian narconAnd it's than just formally inventive; the book has all the trappings of Tom LeClair's systext It seeks to present a new view of the cosmos to the reader We must set aside our prejudices and accept the world we are given The writing is often poetic and striking wind gusts corduroying the park's grass; guitars hanging like ducks in a Chinese grocery; a black drum set that was stacked like a ziggurat on the floor; there was a rustling throughout the auditorium as if a finger had been drawn over taut saran There is much meta commentary of the writing The text is peppered with jokes mostly Jewish to alleviate the reader's consternation My favorite moment of levity and put us up in the Ambassador Hotel separate rooms of course no embedding of these dependent clauses 287 There are several delicious 90s symbols the Walkman and Waldenbooks being my favorites The book ends with Joycean truncation that will compel you to go back to the beginning It practically begs to be re read and I cannot wait to do so with context in mind than before Some may ask why the need for the difficulty or whether Dara is a good writer or just a maddening inventor obsessed with tinkering and subverting tradition The fact is that he or she is a very strong writer narration dialogue and storytelling are all present and of high uality The authenticity of the voices are so perfectly captured that you will find your self believing these characters really exist And the conflict between the Ozark corporation and the residents of Isaura will leave you as tense as the best thriller available Still you may ask why this need to close off your book to the average reader? Well in the words of one of the many characters that's why all the fancy footwork of variation is necessary we never actually get to what we're after to where all the gropings all the variation searching would no longer be necessary to the point where there would no longer be music 41 As the front cover boasts it was chosen by William T Vollmann as the winner of FC2's National Fiction Competition


  10. says:

    I was originally going to write this review in the maddeningly elliptical style of the book itself but that process turned out to be way too involved And the I think about it the less I feel like I have to say Yes it's really good Some bits of writing are really stellar the letters from Robin especially so And the various episodes of the first three uarters of the book touch on some really interesting socio existential stuff But the book is really sort of two novels that first three uarters is fugue like and ethereal and interesting and pretty much all good except for that interminable triple spaced nature walk And then the last uarter is a straightforward sort of story about I guess corporate negligence told by essentially a Greek chorus of most of the characters from the other part And that's mostly all good too but the two sides don't exactly complement each other the way I expected them to That and the punctuation Dara completely eschews periods except in one place and replaces them with dashes colons or most often ellipses And the idea that grammatically the book is one long sentence is cool but it turns out that the different substitutes make the novel read way weirder and at times really annoying Certain colon heavy passages were like listening to instructions whereas parts with many ellipses made reading it feel like talking to a brilliant but elderly drunk uncle who ends each phrase by trailing off and just when you think he's done talking he starts up abruptly again Which was not the effect Dara was going for presumably


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