I usually judge a book an excellent masterpiece if it compels me to do something out of the ordinary or if it pushes me to start a habit I’ve never done before.
In this case, Paul Auster’s “Oracle Night” is an excellent masterpiece.
The novel begins with Nick, after recovering from a devastating coma, discovers a notebook that would turn his life with mysterious twists and turns.
Nick writes a story about an editor who is mesmerized by a manuscript entitled “Oracle Night”, a story within a story, within a story. But more than that Nick’s story was quite prophetic. As his story progressed into an odd one, so are his strange encounters in
events that would reveal long-hidden secrets and hidden emotions of his wife
and friends. All suspicions, infidelities and treacherous sentiments would die,
but it wouldn’t be the end of the couple. There would be a tragic chapter, but
it’s only a catalyst for another story of their lives. New York
Auster’s novel is thrilling and it got me hooked. Very stunning and absorbing.
His novel compelled me to write my journal. Sissy, I know. I actually started writing again in Moleskine notebooks. Well, I’m not actually paid to advertise. I just find their notebooks very beautiful and fun to write on. But who cares? Walang basagan ng trip!