Rabbits emerge from jacket sleeves, a car fixes a shed instead of a pole, and medical cotton speaks and makes sounds; These are some of the daily observations mixed with audio-visual hallucinations, narrated by a young drug addict, through a group of separate, connected short stories that describe the image of a world in which wakefulness and sleep are mixed, and reality and imagination.
In these stories, everything moves slowly, and the world is seen through a blur; As for death, it seems like a joke, even the feelings become numb; So that one laughs when one should cry.
Without lacking a sense of humor and bitter banter, Dennis Johnson presents in this collection an honest testimony about the lives of young addicts in the United States of America, and despite all the laughter and smiles generated by the book’s funny characters with their jokes and behavior, perhaps the reader will wonder at the end: Why does he feel this way? All sadness? It is a book written in the mouth of addicts, not about them, and describes their alienation and their connection with the world that is gradually fading.
سبعة عشر قصة قصيرة ستخلق لك عالما متكاملا من الإثارة والتشويق لأنها تلعب على وتر دقيق للغاية داخل كل منا وتر الإحساس بالغموض فالغموض هو أعظم عاطفة يشعر بها ...
The electricity was on
The book talks about Fareej Al Sharq, which is the neighborhood in which I lived during my childhood, and the people of the East and their kindness, solidarity, and cooperation.
It is a narration of the memories, adventures, and fantasies that I lived with the girls of Al Freej
The book focuses on the era of the seventies and eighties from my perspective and life in this period, and it is necessary to generalize it to everyone who lived that era.
There are funny situations, there are sad situations, and there are surprising ones.
Because today's generation does not like to read introductions, it is a generation of speed and a generation that likes to reach the end in the maximum time, a generation that loves reading but loves abbreviations, and loves writing with symbols, inscriptions and secrets.
Therefore, there is no introduction, but rather a simple beginning to introduce the topics of the book.
I started writing this on Monday, December 5, 2016 in Rabat, Kingdom of Morocco.
The missing painting:
Noise that no one can hear except me, lights, people, and places that no one else knows, and others do not even believe. When I Was Alone is a collection of stories whose events will amaze you, and whose details will terrify you. It happened to some and it may happen to others, with a slight difference in the events.
Advice: If you read the book and feel afraid, do not sit alone, and if you think that you will not feel fear, do not sit alone either!
From India's diary:
Every stage of a person’s life is beautiful if the person accepts it with its different circumstances. Some of its details remain engraved in the mind, both sweet and bitter, over the years.
Adolescence was one of the most critical stages I went through. At that time, I did not understand how everyone was dealing with me. Was I still a little girl with adult topics forbidden from me, or an older girl who had entered the world of thinkers and responsibilities?
Hind, here, is a face that reflects the aspects of life of many teenage girls in Gulf society and what ramifies this life related to relatives, friends, or other social relationships.
Having gone through adolescence one day, I can say to Hind: There must be hope that you always search for and wait for, despite all the storms you will face in your life and the stumbles in your steps. Know that hope is an inner peace that makes you smile despite the pain.
There are no names for the women in this book. Rather, they are just bodies. It is through the body that society recognizes them, and through it they also identify themselves. This often alienated body is the same body that deserves to be celebrated and celebrated.
By masterfully combining, with innovative writing techniques, the real and the imagined, and carelessly collapsing the boundaries between psychological realism, science fiction, comedy, horror, fantasy, and magical realism, Carmen María Machado pours out in Her Body and Other Parties her vision of the contradictory world of real women. : The beautiful, the funny, the strange, the dark, and the terrifying, alike. This contradiction is etched in their experiences and daily lives, between push and pull, independence and helplessness, to ultimately reveal the surreal meaning of being a “woman.”
Some of them call it (the service of knowledge), and some of them call it (the compulsory service), but the truest name for it is the name given to it by the public: (compulsory). Compulsory, no matter how much they cover it with national cellophane, will remain one of the heaviest experiences that a person goes through. He will live a long time and die, and the heavy feeling that there is a gun on his shoulder will never disappear.
About the book:
This book is entitled (Clear Cracks):
It is a collection of short stories inspired by real family life
In the United Arab Emirates, in addition to it includes some messages
Guidance, and guiding stances taken from the events of his realistic stories,
And its different personalities, and its various circumstances, some of which came as a message
On the lips of the heroes of these stories, and some of them came as pauses for reflection
Through the writer’s experience and work in family counseling, expressing her opinion in presenting
Advice and guidance for the reader everywhere.
