#Book Ç Til Sibir ⚟ eBook or E-pub free

This book is really about home how the home you live in may not be the home you long for, how sometimes family folks can deal as much damage to your home as an invading army One reason I often prefer crime fiction is that the author will put characters in interesting situations and let the story tell itself, with little explanation of why, leaving the reader to draw his or her own conclusions from the story Petterson shares this trait with my favorite crime novel writers he lets us find our own way and decide for ourselves what to draw as a conclusion Peterson writes amazing fiction, and Ann Born translates brilliantly This is a timeless book, primarily set in 1940s Denmark We see the world through our primary character and the contrasting viewpoint of her brother Much of the book is written as if she is in a waking dream, and I do think that s how she frequently sees her life This is lucid prose at its best, compelling and sometimes difficult to track, but worth the effort Here s a fascinating article about the author and his life and how it shaped his fiction As atmospheric, melancholy, and meditative as Out Stealing Horses and In The Wake, but I found To Siberia a bitobtuse which is not a complaint A number of reviewers have called the later sections less satisfying, and suggested that the brother sister relationship at the heart of the novel ends too early, but I had the opposite reaction as much as I enjoyed that relationship s developing complexities as the characters moved from childhood to maturity in the shadow of war, the novel really came together for me only after the unnamed sister is left to wander alone So much of the novel concerns men fishermen, soldiers, fathers, brothers leaving women behind and unable to follow, either geographically or culturally Through that lens, Sistermine s drifting at the end of the novel and the fact that unlike her brother, she never gets a name beyond the possessive Sistermine became less about her own rudderlessness andabout the limits she s given by a world her desires are too big for. #Book ⚟ Til Sibir æ I Was Fourteen And A Half When The Germans Came On That Th April We Woke To The Roar Of Aeroplanes Swooping So Low Over The Roofs Of The Town That We Could See The Black Iron Crosses Painted On The Underside Of Their Wings When We Leaned Out Of The Windows And Looked UpIn This Exquisite Novel, Readers Will Find The Crystalline Prose And Depth Of Feeling They Adored In Out Stealing Horses, A Literary Sensation Of A Brother And Sister Are Forced Ever Closely Together After The Suicide Of Their Grandfather Their Parents Neglect Leaves Them Wandering The Streets Of Their Small Danish Village The Sister Dreams Of Escaping To Siberia, But It Seems Increasingly Distant As She Helplessly Watches Her Brother Become And Involved In Resisting The Nazis Belki bir fast food restoran nda masalar silen, hafif tombul gen kad n Belki bir yazl k olarak n nden ge ti iniz k y kahvesinde sessiz ve dalg n sigara i en adam Kendi varl m za k yasla nemsiz g rd m z, pek de yerlerinde olmak istemeyece imiz, s radanl klar n vurgularken t rnak i aretlerine gerek duymayaca m z kadar ger ek s radanl kta insanlar Petterson un karakterleri Ve bu insanlar n, t pk s radan olmayan insanlar gibi son derece karma k, alkant l , girift ya amlar , duygu d nyalar oldu unu g steriyor Petterson bize Lakin, bunu yaparken kendisi de c mlelerinin tonunu karakterleri ile ayn dinginlikte tutuyor T pk o uzaklara dalm sigara i en adam gibi c mleleri Anlatt klar na fkelenmiyor anlat c ya da anlatt klar na h k rm yor T pk karakterleri gibi o da son derece metin Bir trajedi olarak nitelenebilecek olaylar nas l ki g ndelik ya amda o u zaman sessizce bast r l p ki ilerin i d nyalar na g m l yorsa, Petterson un evreninde de karakterler, ya ad klar trajedileri ancak do ayla son derece i i e ya ayan insanlar n kar layabilece i kadar olgun kar l yorlar Belki olgunluk da de il bu asl nda, i ine atma ve orada tutma Lakin i ine atm bir insan n nas l bir i i oldu unun r ntgeni ekilebilse san r m g r nt Petterson romanlar ndakinden daha net olamaz.Hayatta baz anlar vard r, iki ki inin aras nda ge er, iki taraf da ya an landa do ru olmayan bir yan oldu unu bilir, hatta kimi zaman taraflardan biri ma dur konumundad r lakin ma duriyete sebep olan da ac nacak haldedir te o an bir tel kopar airin dedi i gibi ve ahenk ebediyen kesilir Ya da belki kimse ma dur de ildir hatta memnundur olan bitenden ama olan bitenin olup bitmemesi gerekti i bilinir Konu bir daha konu ulmaz, y llar belki y z y ze bakarak belki birbirinden ka arak ge er ama o an, her an de ilse de s k s k hat rlan r ve alttan alta ya ant m za y n verir o u zaman da ocukluk ya da ilk gen likte olur bunlar te bu romanda da birbirlerini ok seven bir a abey ile onun k z karde i aras nda olan biten b yle bir ey Anlat c m z bu sefer kad n, yani k z karde Olay 2 D nya Sava y llar n merkeze alsa da Petterson, t m romanlar ndaki gibi burada da zaman ok orijinal bir bi imde kullan yor Anlat n n zaman dizimi, olaylar n olu unu de il anlatan n hat rlama s ras n izliyor Okuma zevkini ka rmamak ad na son derece temkinli yazd m bunlar Petterson k lliyat n tamamlamama son bir roman kald lakin onu son oldu u bilinen ve bitmemesi istenen her ey gibi uzun bir s re saklay p sonra t ketece im Bunu ise, di er Petterson romanlar gibi, teredd ts z neririm Elbette herkese de il Nuri Bilge Ceylan filmlerini seven bunu da sever I very much enjoyed this episodic reminiscence of one girl s coming of age in a village at the far north of Denmark The title refers to the narrator s childhood dream of making a railroad journey across the continent to the crystalline wastes of what is for her an exotic storybook land The early scenes in which she follows her brother and hero Jesper on various escapades are written with a na ve vividness that truly evokes glowing sights and fresh sensations, fears and pleasures of those childhood experiences that retain an air of enchanted memory We may never have cuddled up with a warm cow on a cold winter s night, but we fully grasp the unexpected wonder of it, having viewed the world through those eyes ourselves There is a disappointing trip to the island of Skagen during a rainstorm that perfectly recalls just those small disillusionments that felt so huge There are darker,mysterious phantoms that flit across the stage as well, such as the death of a classmate, or the suicide of her forbidding grandfather, a doomed and drunken farmer plangent chords that will remain unresolved The siblings adolescence coincides with the coming of the Nazis, which circumstance proves too tempting to Jesper, a devout communist, leading to some taut passages and much whistling in the dark as the Dutch resistance comes sluggishly to life to throw of the oppressor s yoke In the end, we follow our narrator to the threshold of full adulthood of unflinching resignation that, in a sense, finally transports her to that ice palace or bleak gulag of her girlish fantasies I haven t yet read Out Stealing Horses, so I can t compare the two, but the wistful, haunted quality of this book reminds me a bit of the impressionistic, memory filtered novellas of Andrei Makine Dreams of My Russian Summers It is a little what I imagine reading Proust to be like, if Proust weren t too long for me to read. 4.5 stars A portrait of a girl during the 40 s in Scandinavia, a story about love between siblings, a coming of age, longing and betrayal Petterson is the norwegian Master when it comes to painting pictures and describing feelings with words I am stunned again Please read To siberia and Out stealing horses Hope the translation is good, because in norwegian it is just brilliant This is the third of Per Petterson s novels that have been translated into English The other two deal with grown men struggling to come to grips with tragic events in their lives To Siberia is told from a woman s perspective a woman, at the time of the telling of the story, in her 60 s looking back over her childhood and troubled transition to young womanhood Invariably, I find Petterson s books acquire new meaning and certain details are illuminated by re reading them His books seem deceptively simple, but there is a lot of darkness there and certain sentences stand out much as great lines of poetry do He writes certain sentences which convey almost a novel s worth of meaning in them The only other writer I can think of that does that is James Baldwin who can convey all the bittersweet heartbreak and pathos of emotional existence in one well written sentence.This book starts out differently than Petterson s other two in that it reminds me of a Carson McCullers novel or an early short story by Truman Capote The protagonist is a precocious girl and her family is somewhat eccentric from her Baptist parents to her young Communist brother They live out in the sticks in Denmark and most of them seem to have odd personalities shaped by the largely uncontrollable forces of life The book starts off pleasantly enough, however, it would not be a Petterson book if it did not take a dark turn This one does and leaves you wondering at the end about the sanity of the main character who comes of age during the Second World War and is shaped by its events and those of the immediate postwar era. I had tremendously high expectations for this book, told by an older woman who looks back reminiscingly at her life growing up in Denmark, pre and post WWII It tells the tale of this woman s relationship with her brother Jesper, his contributions to Nazi resistance, and her less than warm family life.While so many others raved about the prose, I just didn t feel it Perhaps, because this was translated into English, something was lost from the original Scandanavian meaning Personally, throughout the whole I remained disconnected from the characters, never feeling like I really knew them or their passions Deaths occurred and emotions were barely touched upon It didn t move meit didn t touch my heart As for the relationship between this young girl and her older brother, to me, it seemed as though it was a childhood sweetheart rather than a sibling Again, I did not FEEL I had hoped this book would reach out and tug at my heartstrings as I fondly looked back at my own special relationship with my brother It did not do this To me, it was just a bit warped I suppose this is to be expected considering, this girl who remains nameless through the entire book has a very warped family life, with nary a mention of parents other than a few handfuls of times when they are scolding her or her brother It was difficult to get through, and evendifficult to transport myself into the place and time in which this story took place The sentences ran on and for me, the story jumped all over the place I wanted to love it, but honestly, it was okay at best. 3.5 stars for story, 4.5 stars for writingI don t know if there is a genre called artistic fiction, but that is the best way to describe this book I really enjoyed reading it very slowly, creating pictures, sounds, smells, and emotions in my mind Sometimes I would go back and re read a passage just to be sure I was getting the full benefit of the scene the author created There are some things about the story itself that are ultimately unsatisfying, but the writing is so exquisite at times that it s well worth the read As ever, Petterson shines in his descriptions of outdoor scenes and experiences.This story has the same undercurrent of melancholy present in Out Stealing Horses That seems to be Petterson s trademark.We never find out the name of the narrator She tells the story of her girlhood in Denmark with her spontaneous, devilish older brother Jesper They belong to a wounded and distant family where old hurts prevent warmth and communication The girl and her brother cling to each other for safety and companionship As WWII progresses, Jesper becomes involved in resistance activities and the girl is left alone Without her brother, her life becomes lonely and colorless.Petterson plays free and loose with time frames and tenses in this book, evenso than in Out Stealing Horses If you are a linear thinker needing orderly progression, you may want to leave this one on the shelf. I can t help but think of the novel I read right before this one, which also had a brother sister relationship at its core Machine Dreams I enjoyed both, though beyond the close sibling relationship in both novels the closeness due, perhaps in part, to parents whose relationship is not a good one , a war intruding on a somewhat isolated community in each, and an important similar plot point, the time period and the writing are different As I was reading, I was also reminded of this quote from Zadie Smith s On Beauty They his siblings were just love they were the first evidence he ever had of love, and they would be the last confirmation of love when everything else fell away.Here, the narrator goes through her life, noticing what is around her, not connecting to others, missing her brother, though what is unsaid about that is what is the most poignant, as the feeling I was left with on the last sentence attested to.Though I liked this novel, I still prefer Petterson s Out Stealing Horses amature, fuller work over this one.