just finished reading Serbian author Danilo Kis’s first novel, The Attic, an artist-as-young-Bohemian novel wherein we read and witness the writing of this surreal and poetic story, replete with Kis’s habitual cribbing (this time from Mann’s The Magic Mountain), obsessive lists, miniaturist and hallucinatory prose, antic humour and philosophy. it is easy to see the seeds of Kis’s lit-revolutionary style; i see him as the precursor of the great Robert Bolano.
just starting Kis’ celebrated Holocaust novel, Garden, Ashes.
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