The Other Name: Septology I-II (Septology, 1)

I was so impressed with this book. I bought the first 2 as e-books and the third as an actual book. There is a spiritual thread running through the novel, which occurs in both the past and the present and presents characters as if they were “different people” or the same person but at different ages. It has a quality of magic realism. Of regret and redemption.It’s very hard to describe the novel which occurs on 7 days, perhaps reminiscent of the 7 days of creation. But it’s not surprising that the author was accorded the Nobel Prize this year, the same year his “septology” was completed.

Loved, loved, loved. I went into this totally blind, so I was initially thrown off by the stream of consciousness, somewhat repetitive format. However, it was a quick adjustment, and I was soon immersed in the mind of Asle, a widowed, aging painter. Whatever I say won't do it justice, but I'm very much looking forward to the remaining volumes of this Septology.

This book is incredible. I can’t wait to read the other two!

All authors create their signature style. Fosse's is multidimensional, one person looking out another in. His eccentric introverted way of storytelling can be confusing. I think he reveals a great deal about his own psyche.

I think men especially will like this trilogy. It sits on my book shelf next to Dag Solstad. Wonderful.

Have you ever had a dream where the perspective quietly drifts from your own to that of another individual, then maybe to a third-person viewpoint, and the changes happened so naturally that you dud not even realize that they occurred until after you woke up? That's what reading this book was like for me. I can only compare it to some of the later David Lynch movies, especially Lost Highway and Mulholland Drive. However, this book is less eerie and more hopeful than Lynchian, and it is far from inaccessibly experimental. It also has that distinctively Scandinavian minimalism about it. It is a rarity, and I can't wait to continue the series.

A lyrical read with the author deftly juggling the banal unraveling of mind with the ethereal nature of existence in time

book seems used with multiple blemishes and dents on front cover and spine is broken

I want to read the next one. That’s a good sign.

Embalagem demasiado pequena para o livro. Sem dobras de proteção e sem espaço interior para proteger o livro.Nas imagens submetidas são visíveis as marcas e os danos no exterior do livro. Parece um livro usado ou de exposição.

Is the person we end up becoming the same person we'd set out to be? Does art have a higher function than conveying something that can't be expressed in words? Does art always draw from life or can it sometimes be the other way round? With his poetic and almost hypnotic prose, Jon Fosse ponders over these as well as other existential questions about the parallels between and the intersection of art and life in THE OTHER NAME: SEPTOLOGY 1-2, the first book in a planned trilogy. The writing style is meandering, but the kind that never overstays it's welcome because of how meditative it makes the prose feel. While not particularly plot driven, Fosse instead focuses on the thematic depth of his material and delivers a memorable, introspective, thought provoking existential drama that lingers on long after the last page has been flipped.

Amazing read