My Year in Paris with Gertrude Stein by Deborah Levy: book review
My Year in Paris with Gertrude Stein by Deborah Levy After picking up various different Deborah Levy books for about six months, thinking I should read that , and then never actually purchasing the book, I've finally finished my first—her latest novel, which is receiving quite a bit of buzz. I went in with no expectations, simply ready to hear about Paris and Gertrude Stein and whatever else Levy had in mind for me, and I'm glad I went in with a blank slate. Not in that there's any surprises to be spoiled here. Simply in that having no notions about what my reading experience would be, I was able to fully embrace the book because this is a unique novel. For one, it doesn't read like a novel. To me, it has the voice and feel of nonfiction. Someone recounting the happenings of a life as they happen, rather than being particularly interested in building up rich, vivid characters or the world with a particular idea of something to say. They just all fall into place as the...
