I LOVE Jhumpa Lahiri's writing and her new novel, Whereabouts, does not disappoint. She originally wrote in her newest acquired language, Italian, and then translated her own work into this English version. Wow!
The book is less than 155 pages with 46 chapters - small glimpses into the narrators life. Cover blurb: A woman questioning her place in the world, wavers between stasis and movement, between the need to belong and a refusal to form lasting ties. The city is her companion and we follow her from work to the train station, to the pool, the shops, the beach.
cover: Whereabouts is an exquisitely nuanced portrait of urban solitude, one that shimmers with beauty and possibility.
I loved this book and the feelings it evoked - wistfulness, sadness, hope, yearning, contentment, restlessness. I wanted to walk in the piazzas, visit a friend's country home, or have a day at the beach. Each chapter had many sentences that were just wonderful.
Here's an example: The city doesn't beckon or lend me a shoulder today. Maybe it knows I'm about to leave. The sun's dull disk defeats me: the dense sky is the same one that will carry me away. That vast and vaporous territory, lacking precise pathways, is all that binds us together now.
Lahiri's writing is a treat.