Cats, good books, AI, and religious walking in the city of Sofia
I got a promotional mail from Facebook by Agent First Name. I wonder if that’s a bad parenting decision, an engineering joke, or a bug.
I think it was just a glitch in The Matrix.
Agent First Name is not to be confused with his older sibling, Agent Full Name.
I started reading somewhat big numbers of books as a child, during communism. There wasn’t much to read at that time because the books available in Bulgarian had to be ideologically compliant, which pretty much left us stuck with unreadable soviet books and adventure/romantic books about other centuries (pirates, wild west, knights and such).
Karl May was permitted and one of the first authors I really liked and attempted to read entirely. Since then, this turned to a preferred method of reading for me – once I like a writer, I’d try to read all of their works until it becomes repetitive. With Karl May, I think there were only 3-4 books I bought but never completed.
What I didn’t do and should’ve was to sell or donate the books. I shouldn’t have left them at my parents’ apartment to collect dust and rot once I moved on from Karl May. My reading habits create clutter.
The struggle with the story of the golem and the jinni was real. Over the course of 620 pages, two theoretically enslaved magical creatures fight for building their identity, freedom, and personal growth. The writing style reminds of the tales of Scheherazade. It’s slow-paced and enchanting.
The book itself is a work of art: hardcover, high-quality paper, large print, and beautiful full-color page edges. It’s definitely one of the most beautifully designed books I’ve read recently. Many thanks to everyone involved in its production.
The story unfolds slowly. For a five-star rating, the plot could’ve been trimmed down to 300 pages. Most secondary characters didn’t need to die.
4*/5 but thanks to the beautiful print, the book already has a new home.
Veselin.blog 