bookmate game
Meena Kandasamy

When I Hit You

Giv mig besked når bogen er tilgængelig
Denne bog er ikke tilgængelig i streaming pt. men du kan uploade din egen epub- eller fb2-fil og læse den sammen med dine andre bøger på Bookmate. Hvordan overfører jeg en bog?
SHORTLISTED FOR THE WOMEN'S PRIZE FOR FICTION 2018
LONGLISTED FOR THE DYLAN THOMAS PRIZE 2018
SHORTLISTED FOR THE JHALAK PRIZE 2018
Guardian's Best Books of 2017
Daily Telegraph's Best Books of 2017
Observer Best Books of 2017
Financial Times Best Books of 2017
«Meena Kandasamy's vivid, sharp and precise writing makes a triumph of When I Hit You«— Guardian
Seduced by politics, poetry and an enduring dream of building a better world together, the unnamed narrator falls in love with a university professor. Moving with him to a rain-washed coastal town, she swiftly learns that what for her is a bond of love is for him a contract of ownership. As he sets about reducing her to his idealised version of an obedient wife, bullying her and devouring her ambition of being a writer in the process, she attempts to push back — a resistance he resolves to break with violence and rape.
Denne bog er ikke tilgængelig i øjeblikket
185 trykte sider
Copyrightindehaver
Bookwire
Oprindeligt udgivet
2017
Udgivelsesår
2017
Har du allerede læst den? Hvad synes du om den?
👍👎

Vurderinger

  • Refiloe Masitahar delt en vurderingfor 6 år siden
    👎Spring denne over
    🔮Overraskende
    💡Lærerig
    🎯Læseværdig
    💞Superromantisk
    🚀Opslugende

    I do not have words to describe how much I loved this book. It's made worse by the fact that I'm not good at reviewing either.

    All I can say is that this was perhaps one of my greatest reads this year. One of my favorite books.

  • aicirtaPhar delt en vurderingfor 2 år siden
    👍Værd at læse
    💀Uhyggelig

  • jenniferkwon90har delt en vurderingfor 6 år siden
    💡Lærerig

Citater

  • Refiloe Masitahar citeretfor 6 år siden
    Some men leave me because I am unpredictable – sunshine one moment and storm clouds the next; the scent of summer rain with the sleep-depriving aftershock of thunder. They cannot keep pace with the fighting that follows the kissing that follows the argument that follows the laughing in unending circles.
  • aicirtaPhar citeretfor 2 år siden
    Sometimes the shame is not the beatings, not the rape.

    The shaming is in being asked to stand to judgment.
  • aicirtaPhar citeretfor 2 år siden
    He believes that after him, I will have nothing left in me to love, to make love, to give pleasure.

På boghylderne

fb2epub
Træk og slip dine filer (ikke mere end 5 ad gangen)