Finished reading: Departure(s) by Julian Barnes π
This latest novel from Julian Barnes resists easy classification β memoir, literary analysis, meditation on friendship, memory, and the finality of death. Dark wit throughout, melancholy just beneath, but somehow still hopeful? Like I said, hard to pin down.
It seems to me that humans are often so busy living that they forget they are human β or at least forget what it is to be human, and what its consequences are β and therefore what it means to be dead.
Barnes says this will be his last book. I hope he’s wrong. β β β β β