Tuesday, November 17, 2009
I heard about this book because Charles Bukowski talks about it in a couple of his books. Whenever people asks what writers he admires, he always brings up Knut Hamsun, of whom no one seems to have heard. And I can see what he admires so much. The story gives voice to thoughts and feelings that I didn't realize other people had... It's nice to know that people were crazy I like I am even a hundred years ago. People say that Hamsun surely influenced Kafka, and I can see that -- he's like a more honest Kafka. The images were so strong and clear. I wonder what Hamsun's other works are like?