What I am reading
this is the highly subjective way I read and interpret literature
(I mostly read classic belles-lettres, but you’ll find some examples of trashy readings here and there as well)
Surprisingly good
I didn’t have much time to read since July, because I had to write my bachelor thesis and was forced to deal with a lot of Russian poetry by Natalja Gorbanevskaja – who, by the way, is an amazing poet (and I say this despite the fact that I actually don't like poetry..). If you have the time, check her out!
But, since I am finally finished, I sat down on my sunbed and thought, "Hey, let’s read some Brecht." Why not.
I saw the Play Das Leben des Galileo Galilei this summer in a quarry (yes, there’s a stage in a quarry, I’m not kidding) and it was amazing. First, I was sceptical, because everything I had read so far from Brecht was awful. And awful is still a nice word to describe what I thought about it..
But, I would say, Das Leben des Galileo Galilei is not a typical Brecht play, so, very unlikely for myself, I enjoyed it very much!
