Silver Salts, by Mark Blagrave

I know I’m in for a good book when I pick up my pencil on the first page; I know I’m in for an even better one when the story makes me forget I’m holding a pencil. And that was certainly the case with Silver Salts.

In the first scene Lillie shatters a hand mirror, her image (and of course self) fragmented on the floor. Trying to clean up the pieces of glass, Lillie cuts road maps into her hands, and must use her mother’s menstrual pads to soak up her blood. It’s a crystal-clear coming of age for a girl who is wiser than her years. The text itself documents Lillie’s battle to regain control of the image that is splintered in the opening pages. Lillie alternately recounts her life story in the first person and uses a different glass, the movie lens, to “iris” in and out on pivotal points in her life. In making the “eye” of the camera her own, she can reassemble the “I” of the self. As Lillie says in the opening lines, “My earliest memory? It is the earliest story I remember telling myself. And that amounts to the same thing.”

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Blindness by Jose Saramago

Jose Saramago’s Nobel Prize winning novel, Blindness, does little to camouflage man’s self-seeking and essentially evil nature.  Instead, “man” is observed through the crosshairs of an increasingly devastating lens.  As the novel begins, citizens of an unidentified city lose their eyesight.  Instead of darkness, however, this seemingly contagious condition leaves its victims in a state of white blindness that soon exposes the lengths each individual will adopt to ensure their own survival.  Throughout this exploration, Saramago focuses on a group of seven individuals who are led by the novel’s redeeming character.   With the loss of vision, man’s carnal nature is set loose, making way for unthinkable and unpunished acts of violence.  This novel is not for the weak of heart, or stomach as Saramago leads his reader amidst the stench of his imagined landscape and helplessly amongst the group of dependents.  Overall, the novel is well written; however, its subject matter makes for a difficult read.  Blindness is not the kind of novel you curl up with on the couch in an attempt  to escape, nor the type that will lead to a relaxing night’s sleep.   I  would not recommend reading Blindness after Cormac McCarthy’s novel The Road.  I made this [...]

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