‘Sometimes…I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there’s no room for the present at all.’
I really didn’t like this at first, but about halfway through it became extremely compelling. Considering the author was English, I suppose it reminded me in ways of F Scott Fitzgerald, but am not sure how.
It felt very – am not sure it’s the right word, but something like nostalgic. Very sad as well, the idea of Sebastian having more, but choosing what he chose.
I also found the religious aspect of the novel intriguing, the notion that some characters had left it behindhand in Sebastian’s case, had seemingly gone so far, but were still in God’s view.
I suppose it’s a rare thing to read a fiction that deal with religion, as well as God, but I found that strand of it absorbing.
May 2008, London