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Joseph Conrad was born in the Ukraine, to Polish parents, on December 3, 1857. His name was Jozef Teodor Konrad Korzeniowski. He died in England and wrote his works in his English, which was not his first language. I would consider him an international writer, even though he wrote in English.
I will be reading this one as soon as my hold from the library arrives at my local branch. I have read one Conrad novel, Lord Jim, and it was also about a jungle, but not in Africa.


I will be starting the novel soon, but right now I am reading Out of Africa by Karen Blixen. This book is set in in Kenya and tells of her life. It will be interesting to see how the books compare to each other.
I started reading the first few pages, where we meet the narrator Marlow, who is going to tell the story of his experiences on the great river in Africa.
I like the author's style of writing so far because it is very visual and I can picture the scene on the ship as they leave London.
I like the author's style of writing so far because it is very visual and I can picture the scene on the ship as they leave London.
As the ship sails along the coast of Africa, and after the conversation with the Swedish captain, Marlow gets warnings about what to expect.

So true. The first lines, painting the sunset on the Thames, with Marlowe depicted as something more of an oriental sage in meditation than of a westerner and mariner; the golden light on the river changing into smoky darkness towards the city of London. Everything is visual and, at the same time, symbolic of the overall themes of the novel, and the narration has yet to start!
Oh how much I love this novel. It has so many levels: Marlowe finds the horror behind Western civilisation and inside it; from a different perspective, Kurtz has found out that the civilisation of the conqueror IS savagery and horror, and at the same time has found the horror inside himself as it exists in every human being. He has embraced the horror, has become horror himself, and his story is the story of humanity. So, when you move the story in time (the Seventies), space (Vietnam) and imperialism (the American) the story remains valid. And you have Apocalypse Now. I think that this is one of the most universal stories ever told, and I will never come to understand why Chinua Abebe accuses Conrad of racism, of all the European writers at the turn of the XX Century.
My favourite novel, together with Ulysses, since the first time I read it, 22 years ago.
Here is a bit more about the author:
Conrad's parents died when he was a child, and he came under the protection of an uncle. In 1874, when he was 17, he went to sea on a French merchant ship in Marseilles. In 1878 he joined a British ship and became a British citizen in 1886.
Eight years later he left the sea to devote himself to writing and eventually settled in Kent after his marriage to Jessie George.
Conrad's parents died when he was a child, and he came under the protection of an uncle. In 1874, when he was 17, he went to sea on a French merchant ship in Marseilles. In 1878 he joined a British ship and became a British citizen in 1886.
Eight years later he left the sea to devote himself to writing and eventually settled in Kent after his marriage to Jessie George.
I finished chapter 1. Marlow and the engineer are the only white characters at the station that seem to be honest.
I have finished the novel and am impressed by the writing in this intense novella. It really makes you ask who the real savages are-the native Africans or the white interlopers. I am glad that Marlowe did not succumb.

I read Lord Jim, which I also enjoyed. It is a longer book, set in another part of the world, but also has a river and a jungle.
When Conrad began to write the novella, eight years after returning from Africa, he drew inspiration from his travel journals. He described Heart of Darkness as "a wild story of a journalist who becomes manager of a station in the (African) interior and makes himself worshipped by a tribe of savages.