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Not Exactly True

Right now I am reading Hanne Ørstaviks Like sant som jeg er virkelig (1999) (English title: As True as I am Real). It´s about a young psychology student who lives with her mother, a mother who locks her daughter into her bedroom the very same morning she is supposed to travel to the US with her new boyfriend. The whole novel is her looking back on how it came to this. Being a psychology student, Johanne thinks she is very self reflective, but the thing is, she doesn´t do anything. She thinks about solutions, but doesn´t do squat. She defines herself as a person full of strategies to cope life, and it´s not convincing to the reader, at least. Quite simply put, she doesn´t lead a real life, and it´s not true, that is the title!

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Status quo

This entry is to summarize what the hell I´ve been doing for the past week. Continue reading

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