یادداشت روژان صادقی

        Rachel Cusk is a fucking blessing to the literary world. 

When I first read Outline, the first book of this trilogy, I was absolutely transfixed by her prose and the subjects she'd decided to write about. And I devoured the life story of the random people that the main character met along the way. 

As a result I went into Transit, craving the same format with maybe some alterations.
Which was not the case at all. The second book of the trilogy is the same in the way that our main character finds herself the subject of people's thoughts. But this time something felt different about them and the stories they were telling. Instead of telling their beliefs and out-takes on different everyday subjects, they were just simply telling the story behind a random snap shot of their lives, namely meeting one's spouse, immigrating to a new country, spending an evening in an art gallery and so on.

And this time, while hearing their stories, unlike the previous book Faye occasionally shared her thoughts, sometimes with the characters and sometimes just with us. And consequently we got to know about her. She's not just a sponge that absorbs people's thoughts and muses anymore. She has a complex personality and I'm all ears to hear more about it. 

This trilogy is one my favourite things that I've ever read. I get so drawn in the books when I read them that I completely lose track of my surroundings and I literally have to come up for air every once in a while. I can't wait to read the next and final book and have another breathtakingly stunning literally experience.