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I'm going to have to either choose a new book for that square or employ a wildcard.

The book I chose? I'm on page two and have already encountered a few typos, and the writing...leaves a lot to be desired.

Example: "If my job was going nowhere and the work was unsatisfying, well I could say exactly the same for my love life. It had been five years a man had shown an interest in me, and so that you know how great a catch I thought he was, I left him standing at the altar."

Main character is also very full of herself.

I very rarely DNF, y'all know that. In fact, I'm not even sure if this counts as a DNF since I'm bailing on this without even completing two pages. Eh, I'm not counting it as a DNF, I didn't even have time to mark it as 'currently reading".

A gesture, a grimace was enough. It was enough even to say that Fadigati was ‘like that’, was ‘one of them’.

There two main developments in this 1958 novella by Giorgio Bassani: one is the rise of anti-semitism in Italy in the late 1930s.

The other is the betrayal and ruination of a respected man by a lover.

Both elements of the story are heartbreaking - one because we can see people struggling to believe how society around them is changing to expel them and we know how it will end.

The other, because the story of the individual betrayal plays out as obvious as an impending crash in slow motion.

If I could compare the story to anything, I would compare it to H. Mann's Professor Unrat (The Blue Angel), but with a main character who is genuinely deserving of sympathy because his motivation is not obsession but the longing for companionship.

What an interesting novella. I will be sure to look out for more by Bassani.

For him, it was true, there was no one in the world he had to look after … provide for; he had no immediate hardships as far as his finances were concerned … but was it possible to keep on living like this, in the most utter solitude, surrounded by general hostility?