The Book of G: A Standalone Fantasy Romance

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Go to a pharmacy for advice and treatment for common illnesses, aches and pains that do not need a prescription. Read about how your pharmacy can help What I find even more puzzling is G.'s transformation from a determined wanderer - he had motivation, even if it was motivation to remain a stranger - to a piece of driftwood floating in an existentialist funk to whatever end was destined for him. It’s confusing that her name is too dangerous to share with him… and then everyone uses it all of the sudden. Falling in love at five or six, although rare, is the same as falling in love at fifty. One may interpret one’s feelings differently, the outcome may be different, but the state of feeling and of being is the same. This anti-hero, G, is selfish and arrogant but you can’t deny there’s something about him that’s so darn likeable! Part of that is because the heroine Charlie - the most selfless and humble person in the world, ironically - really complements him and brings out the absolute best in him.

The ending was unexpected yet satisfying, and I can’t go into detail because I don’t want to spoil. I will say I wished we'd learned what exactly G did to land him in the river, but that I adored the epilogue! I loved seeing the relationship between the two main characters develop as time went on, and how though there was character development, it was done in a way that was realistic and didn't suddenly make a main character turn from morally gray to a knight in shining white armor. Though he did have redeeming moments, his focus remained on being good for the love interest *swoon*.

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I say all that to set up this, the bulleted list I sent to said better-writer-than-me regarding John Berger's stunning book, G.: The Book of G was just the book I needed yesterday. It has an overall lighter and funnier feel, but with flashes of deeper feelings and heart. It does have a more modern feel to it language-wise, even though this is sort of a historical fantasy, but this didn't bother me personally. There are mysteries and secrets and I'm not going to spoil anything. Come non lo sono suo padre e sua madre: personaggi abbastanza ordinari che niente hanno da spartire con i protagonisti presenti nelle altre opere narrative di Berger, epici e sovrumani, pur se inseriti negli ultimi gradini della scala sociale. In morality there are no mysteries. That is why there are no moral facts, only moral judgments. Moral judgments require continuity and predictability. A new, profoundly surprising fact cannot be accommodated by morality..." All licences come with certain conditions. See Ontario’s full list of licences. Apply for a driver’s licence

Won the Booker prize in the early 70s (not necessarily an auspicious start) and by John Berger; I really wanted to like this. It is the story of G, son of an Italian merchant and his mistress and takes place in before and during the first world war. It is a post-modern novel and its structure isn't conventional. G is essentially a hedonist, a Don Juan (or possibly Casanova) figure. Parts of this are beautifully written, especially the descriptions relating to the early aviators. This was the retelling my heart had been calling for! 🖤 Gaston was a mean and arrogant villain so I was always curious how a retelling about him would be like and I DEVOURED this book! J. Berger tarihi olayları fona yerleştirerek üzerine aşk ve cinsellik konularını monte etmiş. Tarihi arka planı Garibaldi’nin İtalya Birliğini kurma uğraşı, çok canlı anlattığı Milanolu işçilerin 1898'de kanlı bir şekilde bastırılan isyan-devrim girişimleri, Güney Afrika’da İngiltere İmparatorluğu ile Boer Cumhuriyetlerinin arasındaki kanlı Boer Savaşı ve Alpler’i uçak ile ilk kez aşan Chavez’in trajik sonlu uçuşu, 1914’te Hapsburg veliahtı Francis Ferdinand’ın Sarajevo’da suikaste uğramasıyla 1. Dünya Savaşı’nın fitilinin ateşlenmesi gibi olayların oluşturuyor. Cinsellik ve aşk konularını ise romana adını veren roman kahramanı G’nin öyküsü ile yerleştiriyor.

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This condition applies for the first six months of G2. After six months, you can drive with up to three passengers 19 or under between midnight and 5 a.m. The language in which this book is written is gorgeous, no question. And the philosophical flights are thought-provoking, if sometimes obscure. But the title character, G., is ... what? A sociopath? A nymphomaniac? He pursues women whom he claims to love (frequently on no stronger a basis than first sight), indifferent to the chaos he causes in their lives. In sex, a quality of 'firstness' is felt as continually re-creatable. There is an element in every occasion of sexual excitement which seizes the imagination as though for the first time.

Continuo a riflettere su questo libro, la delusione brucia parecchio, ero convinto mi sarebbe piaciuto moltissimo, ho fatto di tutto per farmelo piacere. E invece... Initially, his tendency to admire in his inamoratas features that might otherwise be unattractive gave the impression that he was drawn to their inner beauties. This book begins as though it is about the attractiveness of being desired for one's true self. But as it progressed I came to realize that only the women are the objects of this realization that they are innately desirable; G. is already wholly aware of his value and ultimately (if not always immediately) desired as a result. These women are simply waiting to be awakened by his admiration for their broad foreheads, greasy hair, or bony elbows. It is a paean to his marvelous self-awareness. I had a great time reading this, such a fun retelling! This was Lord of the Rings meets Beauty and the Beast, and if you have a hard time picturing that, just know that the author pulls it off. We’re in historic France, just like the fairytale, but everything else has pretty much changed. A badly wounded and scarred man known only to himself and others as G has washed up on the shores of a small town, and is gradually healed by an old woman named Madge and a surly stable boy named Charles. He has one thought only, a quest that a mysterious voice from the water gave him before he wound up on the shores of the river. He sets out, grudgingly accompanied by Charles, and they set forth on the seemingly impossible quest. But how to write about this? This equation is inexpressible in the third person and in narrative form. The third person and the narrative form are clauses in a contract agreed between writer and reader, on the basis that the two of them can understand the third person more fully than he can understand himself; and this destroys the very terms of the equation.

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Later he was self exiled to continental Europe, living between the french Alps in summer and the suburbs of Paris in winter. Since then, his production has increased considerably, including a variety of genres, from novel to social essay, or poetry. One of the most common themes that appears on his books is the dialectics established between modernity and memory and loss, Perhaps by placing the stories of G.'s love affairs cheek by jowl with the wonders and horrors of the early 20th century Berger intends to make a statement, but I fail to comprehend what it might be. There is a beautiful and insightful passage about women viewing themselves as though they are agents for the owners of their persons (the owners being father, husband and children, primarily) but the connection between those musings and the relationship to which it is supposed to relate is never established. There is a bald statement that he demands of this particular lover that she be entirely herself without reference to any other relationship in her life, but it is never demonstrated. Next thing we know, they have had their brief affair and he contemplates seducing her closest friend so there is no mistake about the longevity of their association. Baffling and incomplete. G is a very interesting but somewhat strange novel; well deserving of the Booker it won for beautiful prose and some great paragraphs about relationships - among the best introspective descriptions of people in a romantic and erotic context and not only I've read. Quanto mi sono mancate le geografie aperte, sognate, reinventate che ho finora trovato nei libri di Berger, quanto mi è mancato il suo asciutto lirismo… I wish he'd become long lived like her because if you think logistically she'll outlive him by quite a long time plus it would've been nice for the guy to becime immortal for the girl for a change. But eh small detail.

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Il mio interesse per lei è appena inferiore a quello che provo per G. , scrive John Berger a pagina 186. Ow drama- no but a window comes onto the H but he thwarts her and later sets her up with a different guy. A lady nurse takes care of him and he mentions she has a big butt and she helps him in the tub. This didnt bother me cause he had just compared his 🍆 to another mans noticing the other man had a large one so i didnt think much of it. The ending was sweet however it was never really explained how it’s rare for fae people and humans to have children. Having only this being my 2nd book that’s based off fae (didn’t know if this was universal logic?) so it would have been cool to have a small section going into why it’s so rare and left wondering. I do think it does *something* (and that's maybe the best way to say it) -- I'll let you decide if you can figure out what you think that *something* is. First, it is really sexist. Now, I was expecting sexism; this prize started in England in the 1970s, so I wasn't exactly expecting cutting-edge equality on that front. I figured there would be a lot of great male characters and a lot of not-so-great female characters for the first 10-20 years of that prize, at least. But while it is true that most of the Bookers are about men until you get to Hotel du Lac (don't make me count Heat and Dust, please), G. was really the first one that seemed straight-up sexist. I suppose that's part of the book's narrator, a wealthy vagabond who starts having his eyes opened by class consciousness. But G. really sees women as things to sleep with without consequence, and when that gets shoved down your throat repeatedly enough you start to forget that it is just supposed to be the narrator and not see it seeping into the worldview of the book itself. So that gets dull.