In this "epistolary story of our days" everything starts with an e-mail sent to a wrong address and it so happens that this mistake behind us is the encounter between two people even though they are strangers, they do writing a vehicle for the sentiments. Li is discovered reading and rereading the same things, looking between the lines a little more, giving it different colors and tones. The curiosity of the expected response, the effect yielded by the question. The bickering and pleasant and ironic references to something implied, including, perhaps hoped, by both. The silences that create confusion. The feelings that touch through the virtual words, the screen, afraid to move away and then explode in touching distance. Some without faces, at least for a while ', voiceless, without contact with everyday reality, locked and hidden in the words chosen with care for those who want to come next. And what follows is that, as often happens in these virtual relationships there comes a time when the lack of being able to see and touch, to know and feel with all five senses, puts aside the real life and hope that what has written becomes tangible with the same intensity with which it is lived in words.
Who would want to go the right way from "I never said the North Wind" and then read "The Seventh Wave" (Daniel Glattauer), but I must admit that doing the opposite, as has happened to me, does not take away the taste of reading these two books. Pleasantly light and intriguing (for those with a dash of romance), awaken the curiosity of seeing how it ends. We also taunt on what we sometimes create in our virtual surf, people know only through the computer, keep your distance, increase or shorten them, sometimes going over.
Who would want to go the right way from "I never said the North Wind" and then read "The Seventh Wave" (Daniel Glattauer), but I must admit that doing the opposite, as has happened to me, does not take away the taste of reading these two books. Pleasantly light and intriguing (for those with a dash of romance), awaken the curiosity of seeing how it ends. We also taunt on what we sometimes create in our virtual surf, people know only through the computer, keep your distance, increase or shorten them, sometimes going over.
