C. S. Richardson
Autore di La fine dell'alfabeto
C. S. Richardson è CS Richardson (1). Per altri autori con il nome CS Richardson, vedi la pagina di disambiguazione.
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This is a gem of a book - perfect for reflection on the cusp of a new year as it honors the past in so many aspects but also demands priorities for time ahead. Sweet, melancholy, whimsical this book details the true love relationship between Ambrose Zephyr and Zappora (Zipper) Ashkenazi over the course of a meaningful month. There is so much in this little book — alphabetical word play, Love, friendship, travel, time, and big questions about the meaning of life especially lived as a couple. A book blurb by Chris Cleave says it best: “An alphabet of the language of lovers, a beautiful fable of art and mortality: elegant, wise, and humane. I like to think of the happiness this book will bring. I’m sure it will be given as a gift between lovers, and will inspire many journeys — geographical and emotional.”… (altro)
If you wish to fill a couple of hours of your life with a nicely written weepie, this is for you. Is it a novella? It is 140 small pages, large margins, double-spaced text. I've certainly read lots of 'short stories' this length.
It does consider a dilemma I've often wondered about. There are those quick deaths - one moment you are vacuuming or cooking dinner, next moment finito la musica. Death displaces life and you scarcely even have time to register it. There are the long ones, where you know for years what is going to happen and death simply becomes part of life, which goes on much as it had before.
Then there is finding out you have one month give or take, as the doctor says to Ambrose. I tried to make this sound better: 40,320 minutes. What do you do then? It makes me weep just thinking about it. Again. I had a friend to whom this happened. We were on the phone, we asked him to dinner, he said he couldn't for precisely that reason. He had 30 days, that was his news. There were so many things for which there was no longer time. We did see him for a coffee visit one morning during that 30 days, but in retrospect I feel terribly guilty about having taken that time from him, we just weren't important enough in his life to have justified 60 of those 40,320 minutes. Maybe, since you very devoutly believed in God despite this shitty situation, you will be reading this and if so, accept my apology, Richard.
This is Ambrose's account of those thirty days he discovered he had left. Completely different from my friend Richard's. Just as heart-breaking.
… (altro)
It does consider a dilemma I've often wondered about. There are those quick deaths - one moment you are vacuuming or cooking dinner, next moment finito la musica. Death displaces life and you scarcely even have time to register it. There are the long ones, where you know for years what is going to happen and death simply becomes part of life, which goes on much as it had before.
Then there is finding out you have one month give or take, as the doctor says to Ambrose. I tried to make this sound better: 40,320 minutes. What do you do then? It makes me weep just thinking about it. Again. I had a friend to whom this happened. We were on the phone, we asked him to dinner, he said he couldn't for precisely that reason. He had 30 days, that was his news. There were so many things for which there was no longer time. We did see him for a coffee visit one morning during that 30 days, but in retrospect I feel terribly guilty about having taken that time from him, we just weren't important enough in his life to have justified 60 of those 40,320 minutes. Maybe, since you very devoutly believed in God despite this shitty situation, you will be reading this and if so, accept my apology, Richard.
This is Ambrose's account of those thirty days he discovered he had left. Completely different from my friend Richard's. Just as heart-breaking.
… (altro)
I have had this little gem of a book for quite some time and only now pulled it off my shelf. What a sweet and touching story! The writing was extraordinary! A real breath of fresh air. I chuckled a lot and smiled a lot and felt the emotions Zipper was feeling. I really enjoyed the writing style and the journey. The book itself in hardcover is a sweet little package. Well designed and gorgeous. I can't even remember where I got my copy, but turns out it was signed by the author! It's a keeper.
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- Opere
- 2
- Utenti
- 742
- Popolarità
- #34,228
- Voto
- 3.6
- Recensioni
- 49
- ISBN
- 36
- Lingue
- 7
Ambrose Zephyr erfährt, dass er nur noch knapp einen Monat zu leben hat. Er nutzt die ihm verbleibende Zeit um mit seiner Frau Zappora (genannt Zipper) die Orte ihrer Liebe in alphabetischer Reihenfolge (Amsterdam, Berlin, Chartres etc) ein letztes Mal zu besuchen.