The author’s style is an excellent example of what a poet’s prose can be and the other way round. Nino Sadghobelashvili’s prose abounds in poetic imagery, while her poetry is enriched with the traits typical for the prose.
The present novel certainly belongs to the writer equally comfortable with poetry and prose. Along with the plot depths, the poetic text makes it an involving reading. “Andy suffered from a weird thing: when she was distressed, her hair ached. Yes, ached. She felt each and every hair, felt how they grew, rose and got heavier, adding a kilo, then another, then another ten... In order to get rid of the pain, she would shave off her hair. And walked around like the last happy person. Last because happiness, Andy thought, was the quality alien to humans. There was no such thing, we just pick it along the way, Andy used to say. And if for some reason it sticks to us for a long time, we’re doomed... for non-being”.