I
like that each date reads like a diary entry yet at the same time offers
important information for the story if it can be called one. Speaking of, I
viewed this as more of a fun writing piece rather than a story, although it can
be argued otherwise because of the progression of the making of the calendar.
The Alice character makes it more like a story and makes the narrator a little
more reliable in my opinion.
February
14th was absolutely adorable and genius. But what I adore even more
is the “so cold” right after. I imagine lonely lovers and half-priced boxes of
chocolate everywhere. What struck me was when the narrator tells Alice he is
busy till August and she says “What’s August?” I can’t imagine someone telling
me they’re busy and not knowing exactly how long it’ll be until. That’s kind of
agonizing to think about. It only solidifies what I said before about the
necessity of tracking time.
I
can’t comment on everything that made me laugh, but shout out to using “November
18th”, my birthday somewhere in there. Back to the genre of this
piece, there are a lot of story elements to it. The character has a distinct
voice. We get little asides from him and some emotional turmoil with his
relationships to Alice and Jane. He is doing something, not nothing. He’s
making this calendar. But it also feels ethereal in a sense and I feel distant
from the actual characters. It’s more like make believe if anything. That’s not
to say I didn’t like it. The ending gives the reader a good message: “So this
year wasn’t everything I hoped it would be, and I didn’t get all the months I
wanted. But, when the New Year starts, I’m going to
wake up every day at dawn and get to work.” It doesn’t exactly wrap up things completely
while at the same time offering something news. It left me satisfied and this
made it more of a story for me. The ending wasn't expect either. It’s hard to say what genre this would be exactly, but
I think what matters most is that I loved reading it.
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