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A review by afrathefish
The Details by Ia Genberg
4.25
4.5-4.75 - probs would have been five had i read it at another point in my life
this book is just the quote: “i am a tapestry of everything i have ever loved” as a book. Genberg examines the minute details and ways we all intersect in each others lives, and how it is these minuscule intricacies that get left behind in everything that we see and do. i can’t taste lemons without thinking of my best friend, who insists on drowning all of her food in it at every meal. i can’t wear the colour maroon without thinking of my mother, who lives in that colour. it’s these little intricacies that haunt us when people pass away, or no longer are a fixture in your life, but it’s also these little details that make us feel alive. these small parts of us that feel like little vulnerabilities that you’re simultaneously both dying to share and hide away entirely. it also resembles the quote “i have forgotten you, but yet you haunt me forever”. there were quotes that made you feel like you could taste the past, and had me in such nostalgic chokeholds that it put me into a tailspin (ty mego and iris for sitting through my rambles)
the only struggle i had was finishing it. i was listening to it on the way home and just when it got to the last 13 pages, i just . was not motivated to finish it, i guess because it’s hard to stay engaged on it bc of the lack of a discreet plot.
nonetheless, genberg’s novella was a wonderful exploration on the details that really matter, on what makes us tick, what makes us remember, what we are to each other and what we are to ourselves, and more than anything how we are all trying our best.
this book is just the quote: “i am a tapestry of everything i have ever loved” as a book. Genberg examines the minute details and ways we all intersect in each others lives, and how it is these minuscule intricacies that get left behind in everything that we see and do. i can’t taste lemons without thinking of my best friend, who insists on drowning all of her food in it at every meal. i can’t wear the colour maroon without thinking of my mother, who lives in that colour. it’s these little intricacies that haunt us when people pass away, or no longer are a fixture in your life, but it’s also these little details that make us feel alive. these small parts of us that feel like little vulnerabilities that you’re simultaneously both dying to share and hide away entirely. it also resembles the quote “i have forgotten you, but yet you haunt me forever”. there were quotes that made you feel like you could taste the past, and had me in such nostalgic chokeholds that it put me into a tailspin (ty mego and iris for sitting through my rambles)
the only struggle i had was finishing it. i was listening to it on the way home and just when it got to the last 13 pages, i just . was not motivated to finish it, i guess because it’s hard to stay engaged on it bc of the lack of a discreet plot.
nonetheless, genberg’s novella was a wonderful exploration on the details that really matter, on what makes us tick, what makes us remember, what we are to each other and what we are to ourselves, and more than anything how we are all trying our best.