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Extraordinary in its ordinariness...

Revisado: 08-28-12

My own confession is that when I started to listen to "Confessions" I knew very little of Rousseau and his works. I chose it simply because I was told he wrote it in Paris in 1770 (although I am yet to confirm whether this "fact" is indeed correct). As I am planning my first trip to Paris next year, for a memoir writing course, I was looking for inspiration from the father of the modern memoir.
I loved listening to this book, the early part of his life at least, because I am only now just wading into the second half which is, by Rousseau's own account, much more melancholy than the first.
The arrogant, haughty voice of the narrator adds to the formality and air of self importance with which Rousseau undertook his requirement to write his "Confessions" and compliments the book perfectly. In fact, I found myself smiling broadly through the majority as he regales tales of his youth and his romantic perceptions of such. I particularly enjoyed the ordinariness of his life, his insecurities and his character flaws. It has a "real" quality that is refreshing to encounter in our world where entertainment particularly is often, in my opinion, overdramatized, over produced and over stylized.
I have thoroughly enjoyed this book thus far.

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