The family moved to Worcester when he was eight, after his father had lost his government job. Upon retirement in , he was awarded Emeritus status. He has also written autobiographical novels, such as Boyhood, Youth and Summertime, short fiction, translations from Dutch and Afrikaans, and numerous essays and works of criticism. Awards, recognition, appearances[ edit ] Coetzee has been the recipient of numerous awards throughout his career, although he has a reputation for avoiding award ceremonies. Summertime , named on the longlist,  was an early favourite to win an unprecedented third Booker Prize for Coetzee.
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Shelves: classics-literay-fiction , stars-5 , read , favorites-of-all-times , nobel-laureates To begin with, let me make something clear: J. Fulfilled at the simplicity and beauty of its narrative which resulted in a powerful drama; shocked at the impact it had on my innermost self. This is not a book for the faint-hearted.
If you lack faith in your fortitude, do not even start, read something easier. But that would be a pity, for you would be deprived of an experience that will only enrich your understanding of To begin with, let me make something clear: J. But that would be a pity, for you would be deprived of an experience that will only enrich your understanding of the world.
If you stay, Coetzee will grant you a masterpiece. And there have been some moments of genuine awe in my reading experiences, but I can without any trace of doubt testify that reading Coetzee is always one of them. With an immaculate prose, in which no word is wasted, the novel is a plunge into a society lacerated by poverty, criminality and a social conduct values deadlock. Disgrace is a work of art, rare nowadays: that that refuses simple explanations, which reinvents and enriches reality.
His pleasure in living has been snuffed out. Like a leaf on a stream, like a puffball on a breeze, he has begun to float towards his end. He sees it quite clearly, and it fills him with the word will not go away despair. The blood of life is leaving his body and despair is taking its place, despair that is like a gas, odourless, tasteless, without nourishment. You breathe it in, your limbs relax, you cease to care, even at the moment when the steel touches your throat. He does not care for the disinterest of his students show his poetry classes.
The irony does not escape him: that the one who comes to teach learns the keenest of lessons, while those who come to learn learn nothing. By disdaining political correct codes, accused of abuse, David falls in disgrace.
Coetzee builds in Disgrace flesh and blood characters and, through them, weaves relationships between classes, between men and women, between parents and children, black and white, between a long exploration history and a present of explosive resentments. But perhaps that is a good point to start from again.
Perhaps that is what I must learn to accept. To start at ground level. With nothing. Not with nothing but No cards, no weapons, no property, no rights, no dignity.
John M. Coetzee
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Desgracia (J. M. Coetzee)