Foe by JM Coetzee

Fancy being driven to pictures. When I read a novel, I’m looking for this:

sign post this way

and this:

sign post one way

with big hints along the way like:

sign post real world
and this:

sign post truth lie

I thought I was doing fine with this Coetzee I found in Leiden recently. There’s a woman and she is on a desert island for a while and then she’s rescued and she’s bogged down with Man Friday and Daniel Defoe’s in it writing her story and I thought I got it. But I couldn’t help feeling now and again like:

Questions and Answers signpost

and trying to figure it all out made things worse.

sign post lost

Frankly, in the end, I felt like I was in the middle of xkcd’s google map directions:

sign posts google_maps

I don’t know, Mr Coetzee. I really don’t know. I wish when I’d got to the lake and saw the trouble ahead, I’d just turned back. I’m going to have a lie down and a nice cup of tea now. That’s if I’m still alive, if I was real. Perhaps the book has the answer to that.

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