If On a Winter’s Night a Traveller is one of the weirdest books I’ve ever read. It started with you, the Reader, going to a bookshop to buy the latest book by Italo Calvino titled If On a Winter’s Night a Traveller. You go back home and start reading. The book starts with new chapter titled If On a Winter’s Night a Traveller. You finish the first chapter and find the rest of the pages are blank. You go back to the bookshop to get a replacement and meet a woman, the Other Reader.
The book is told in alternate chapters between the main story of you the Reader, and the chapters of books you are reading. In some bizarre out-of-this-world circumstances, trying to look for the right complete book, you keep getting different books, and unfinished ones at that.
The main story is very hard to summarize. It’s about books, readers, authors, publishing industry, translations, and banned books. There’s this passage at the first chapter that I’d love to share:
“In the shop window you have promptly identified the cover with the title you were looking for. Following this visual trail, you have forced your way through the shop past the thick barricade of Books You Haven’t Read, which were frowning at you from the tables and shelves, trying to cow you. But you know you must never allow yourself to be awed, that among them there extend for acres and acres the Books You Needn’t Read, the Books Made For Purposes Other Than Reading, Books Read Even Before You Open Them Since They Belong To The Category Of Books Read Before Being Written. And thus you pass the outer girdle of ramparts, but then you are attacked by the infantry of the Books That If You Had More Than One Life You Would Certainly Also Read But Unfortunately Your Days Are Numbered. With a rapid maneuver you bypass them and move into the phalanxes of the Books You Mean To Read But There Are Others You Must Read First, the Books Too Expensive Now And You’ll Wait Till They’re Remaindered, the Books ditto When They Come Out In Paperback, Books You Can Borrow From Somebody, Books That Everybody’s Read So It’s As If You Had Read Them, Too. Eluding these assaults, you come up beneath the towers of the fortress, where other troops are holding out:
the Books You’ve Been Planning To Read For Ages,
the Books You’ve Been Hunting For Years Without Success,
the Books Dealing With Something You’re Working On At The Moment,
the Books You Want To Own So They’ll Be Handy Just In Case,
the Books You Could Put Aside Maybe To Read This Summer,
the Books You Need To Go With Other Books On Your Shelves,
the Books That Fill You With Sudden, Inexplicable Curiosity, Not Easily Justified.
Now you have been able to reduce the countless embattled troops to an array that is, to be sure, very large but still calculable in a finite number; but this relative relief is then undermined by the ambush of the Books Read Long Ago Which It’s Now Time To Reread and the Books You’ve Always Pretended To Have Read And Now It’s Time To Sit Down And Really Read Them.” ~ p 5-6
I believe a lot of you understand the experience above :)
There are some great parts and the idea of the book itself is just brilliant, but after a while I found it very exhausting to read as it opens a new chapter of a different book on and on. The book is only 254 pages but it took me ages to finish and it felt super long. The problem for me is, I find about the first quarter of any book is usually the most tiring, takes the most energy, and is probably least interesting — while for some people it’s probably the most exciting part. Therefore I found it exhausting to enter a new story, in fact a dozen of them, in one book. It probably works better for people who are fan of short stories. I admit that near the end I couldn’t pretend to care about the fragments of the stories that the Reader was reading anymore and started to speed read, as I know I wouldn’t see the end of them.
On the note of the translation, I have suspicion that the translation is not great. It’s often read like a technical book and quite dry at times.
I would recommend the book for people who like quirky books and short stories. I would like to read more Calvino’s in the future. Any that you’d highly recommend?
1979 (Italian) – 1981 (English), 254 pp
“You are about to begin reading Italo Calvino’s new novel, If on a winter’s night a traveler.”
And you say, “Just a moment, I’ve almost finished If on a winter’s night a traveler by Italo Calvino.”
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Liked it! – A Striped Armchair | Bending Bookshelf | Shelf Love | 3000 Books | A Guy’s Moleskin Notebook | books i done read | A Damned Conjuror | Booknotes by Lisa | Life and Times of a “New” New Yorker
Unsure? – Things Mean A Lot (probably the closest to my opinion)