Exit Reviewed in Review 31
Today I'm grateful to Review 31 and Alexandra Marraccini for this review of Exit, which is the most in-depth review my writing has yet received.
http://review31.co.uk/article/view/73...
"The beginning of Exit takes the reader by surprise with its poignancy. Expecting a clear-eyed history of signage (which Waddell saves this for later), one is instead faced with the problem of transience and migration, forced and otherwise. She asks, thinking of photographs of pack ships, trains, and border crossing lines full of people: ‘How often do we look need right in the eye?’
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The final section of Exit is dazzling, and unusual for the Object Lessons series on the whole. It reads almost as if Object Oriented Ontology were a lyrical prose poem. Entitled ‘Existential Exits’ and written entirely in the second person it contains paragraphs in which ‘You are ground corn juddering down a conveyor belt. . .’; ‘You are Henry I of England and you have eaten too many lampreys’; and ‘You are many apples falling from an orchard’s worth of trees. Plop, plop, plop, plop. . .’ It ends with a paragraph in which the reader is a newborn child coming into the world, linking exits with entrances thematically as Waddell has all along. This is a bravura turn and an unexpected ending to a nominally explanatory book."
Exit
http://review31.co.uk/article/view/73...
"The beginning of Exit takes the reader by surprise with its poignancy. Expecting a clear-eyed history of signage (which Waddell saves this for later), one is instead faced with the problem of transience and migration, forced and otherwise. She asks, thinking of photographs of pack ships, trains, and border crossing lines full of people: ‘How often do we look need right in the eye?’
[...]
The final section of Exit is dazzling, and unusual for the Object Lessons series on the whole. It reads almost as if Object Oriented Ontology were a lyrical prose poem. Entitled ‘Existential Exits’ and written entirely in the second person it contains paragraphs in which ‘You are ground corn juddering down a conveyor belt. . .’; ‘You are Henry I of England and you have eaten too many lampreys’; and ‘You are many apples falling from an orchard’s worth of trees. Plop, plop, plop, plop. . .’ It ends with a paragraph in which the reader is a newborn child coming into the world, linking exits with entrances thematically as Waddell has all along. This is a bravura turn and an unexpected ending to a nominally explanatory book."
Exit
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