#and strout also fucked me up while comforting me in a completely different manner!
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I don't think I can ever describe it decently enough but finding a kindred spirit (of sorts) between two authors' voices (especially when they are so distinct from one another and unique to themselves) is so magical.
#this is about me thinking i found a mirror of elizabeth strout’s pen around lucy barton and tezer özlü’s ‘cold nights of childhood’#even though they are so so different from one another#if i didn’t know that cold nights of childhood was only translated to english for the first time last year#i would swear that strout had read it#which makes it even more insane!#art!!!#it materializes in such similar but distinct ways from such different individuals with such different lives and experiences!#i wish i was smarter so i could talk about it in a way that made sense#aaarrghhh it’s makes me want to chew on drywall!#i've only ever read this one novel by özlü and it has kind of fucked me up while comforting me at the same time#and strout also fucked me up while comforting me in a completely different manner!#idk it might just be because i read them back to back that my brain is trying real hard to want to find a thread that connects them lol#i do think i have to read “cold nights of childhood” a couple times more to truly grasp and digest it#that book is about 65 pages and it punches you in the stomach in almost every page#and i don't know my thoughts around this could change after a reread but for the time being this unhinged opinion shall stay here
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