Reviews about Karen Fastrup
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Beloved of my 27 Senses
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At its deepest level Karen Fastrup’s timeless novel is about excavating love that is buried in the sands of time and bringing it back to the surface again. In this way the desert is not only the setting, but an aptly chosen symbol. The task is immense, but it is not hopeless for every action results in change. The novel reminded me of Argentinean master Jorge Luis Borges, who once wrote a short text simply entitled “The Desert.” In it he takes a handful of sand, which he lets fall again, as he says, “I am changing the Sahara.” Clemens and Anna are doing the same thing, but they are not just changing the desert, they are changing their own lives by moving one handful to a new place.
It is about all-consuming love and jealousy. About a man who punishes his girlfriend’s compassion for another man. But also about forgiveness and understanding—the biggest challenge of all, and something we all owe the people we love.
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Klaus Rothstein, Weekendavisen
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Beloved of my 27 Senses
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One is tempted to call Beloved of My 27 Senses a punktroman [a fragmentary short text with traits in common with both poetry and prose], in that in its form and content play with the great epic story. (…) Fastrup can spin an erotic tale, where the juices take over the aesthetics. She provides a conclusion with a redemptive criminal twist. And last but not least she provides the reader with a remarkable and rebellious book, where important insights and peculiar connections will reveal themselves if you read it a second or third time.
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Nils Gunder Hansen, Berlingske
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Beloved of my 27 Senses
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One of the pleasures of Beloved of My 27 Senses is its familiarity with female sexuality and a female horizon that one seldom finds with male authors. (…) Perhaps it is this difference that makes me feel that there is something sexy (and different) about Karen Fastrup’s novel? (…) The book is not only erotic in certain passages. It is also ambitious throughout. Strictly speaking it is not complicated, but on paper it sounds complex because it constantly jumps between different historical eras.
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Erik Svendsen, Jyllandsposten
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