Where Reasons End

- 书名:Where Reasons End
- 作者: YiyunLi
- 格式:EPUB,AZW3,MOBI
- 时间:2024-06-19
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- ISBN:9781984817372
A brilliant writer imagines a fictional conversation between a mother and the teenage son she lost to suicide. Yiyun Li confronts grief and transforms it into art, in a book of surprising beauty and love.
The narrator writes, "I had but one delusion, which I held onto with all my willpower: we once gave Nikolai a life of flesh and blood; and I'm doing it over again, this time by words."
Written in the months after the author lost a child to suicide and composed as a story cycle, this conversation between mother and child unfolds in a timeless world. Deeply intimate, poignant, and moving, these conversations portray the love and complexity in a relationship across generations, even as they capture the pain of sadness, longing, and loss.
In writing this book, Yiyun Li was inspired by a line from Proust's Remembrance of Things Past "Ideas come to us as the successors to griefs, and griefs, at the moment when they change into ideas, lose some part of their power to injure the heart; the transformation itself, even, for an instant, releases suddenly a little joy."
Meeting life's deepest sorrow with originality, precision and poise, Where Reasons End is suffused with intimacy, inescapable pain, and fierce love.
Yiyun Li grew up in Beijing, China and moved to the United States in 1996. She received an MFA from Iowa Writers' Workshop and an MFA in creative nonfiction writing from the University of Iowa. Her stories and essays have been published in The New Yorker, The Paris Review,and elsewhere. She has received a Whiting Writers' Award and was awarded a Lannan Foundation residency in M...
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Lyn2020-06-22Better than self help books in dealing with loss, grief, and forgiveness
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第二个乌托邦人2021-07-02这本伴随我走过了很多难熬的日子,我没有失去过谁,但却感到了切身的痛苦。与其是幻想儿子的样貌,不如说是直面自己像深渊一样的思念,“你为什么问我这个问题,活着的不是你吗”、“妈妈,这只是个故事而已,就像你看到的我,也只是你的故事而已”,每一次用想象中的儿子说出这样的话,都像是母亲自己给自己扎针,刮骨疗伤一样对自己痛下狠手:你形容词真的用得很差,你不要写儿童故事了你不适合… 这个故事是对逝去的告别,但对我来说更像是一次自我的严格审判,想要心疼地抱住主人公,没关系的,明天我们好好地过。
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Gloria2020-05-15Every question Yiyun Li throws is like a punch to me, she seems to be able to read my mind.
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热可可加盐2021-04-16But J and I are starting a memory book for you, I said. Good grief, he said. His psychologist recommended it, I said. I do think she has a point. memories fade. Why not allow the fadable to fade? he said.Why not let the erasable be erased? I said. Why not indeed? Everything in life fades or gets erased in any case.I suppose you’re right, I said. Of course I’m right, he said. I’m so right I’m infallible. For a moment I almost believed he was alive again, and I could hear him, his voice and his tone when he used to laugh at us, the fallible grownups. Perhaps human history is driven by the desire to fight against our fadable and erasable fate, I said. Why pompous nonsense, he said. I hate it when you try to sound smart. Well, we’re starting the momery book in any case....
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热可可加盐2021-04-16Any noun can take an adjective if you know your grammar.I tried to come up with examples to challenge his faith in adjectives. A procrastinating tree, a lofty shadow, an estival trance, a burdensome coda.The ineffable miasma of incompetent words, he said. What do you call an aneurysm of a mind that’s clotted by words?As long as I stay clear of adjectives I remain uncluttered, I said. Why such dislike of adjectives?I oppose anything judgmental, I said, and adjectives are opinionated words. Happy, sad. Long, short. Live, dead. Young, old. Even the simplest adjective claims such entitlement to judge. Not to mention they come with those abusive forms of the comparative and the superlative. I beg to differ, he said. A noun is a wall, and adjective is a window. I laughed. What’s ...
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热可可加盐2021-04-16To live you have to propagate delusions, Nikolai said. One is not enough. A few are not.How many are enough?Are you asking me? You’re the one living.It’s like asking the blind for directions, isn’t it, I said, translating a Chinese saying for him.Which, if you think about it, is nonsense. Who can say a blind person doesn’t know the directions better?Where should I go from here?Oh you know you’re doing fine. I didn’t know it. I wasn’t feeling fine. I had but one delusion, which I held on to with all my willpower: We once gave Nikolai a life of flesh and blood; and I’m doing it over again, this time by words. A good tactic is to diversify your delusions, he said. Don’t keep all your eggs in one basket kind of thing. I couldn’t refrain from pointing out that he had used a cl...
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