Ah, Lolita, the young and sweet nymphet that stole Humbert Humbert’s heart. Doesn’t sound too promising if you put it this way, but trust me, there’s much more to it. After I finish a novel, I tend to meditate on one aspect of the story that I find most intriguing, so here I will focus… Continue reading Lo, Lola, Lolita
Gatsby. A name with a strange, sophisticated yet clean sonority; pronounced as if each letter that comes out of one’s mouth is slowed down by the refined golden coat, rubbed against the lips. Gatsby. The yellow life embedded in a green light that alters the pure gold. Gatsby. Money, dreams, The Roaring 20s, massive, absurd… Continue reading The Great Gatsby – a hidden hero?