American writer Raymond Carver's famous work "What We Talk About When We Talk About Love" is quite "awkward" to read. I often wanted to stop and put it together, but I couldn't help but turn the page down.
There are seventeen short stories in the book. Not only does each story not have a superfluous word, but it can even be said that the text is concise to the extreme.
There is no joy, joy and happiness in the story, there is embarrassment, frustration and loneliness.
The characters in the story are either drinking heavily or facing the real dilemma of marriage breakdown and bankruptcy.
Each story has an unspeakable tragedy similar to Picasso's abstract painting Guernica.
The author vividly depicts people's fragile self-consciousness and real suffering in modern society. Each story has a feeling of being breathless.
The communication in the story is fragmented, illogical, but reasonable.
Indeed, in the face of inner sin, great difficulties, inextricable desires, language has lost its sound function.
