third post

I am still at a place where I do not know when to trust the author... nor if I will ever be able to trust him. I do like that in the second part of the novel he starts focusing a bit more on himself and on his life. But, he describes his life at twenty four years old pretty similar to the life he has now, "gloomy, ill-regulated, and as solitary as that of a savage" (page 29). Not only was he always lonely, but he also thought everyone looked at him with despise and wondered if everyone thought people looked at them individually with despise. I do not like how everything I read turns out to be a lie because the author basically just changes his mind or keeps trying to play mind games with me… That is annoying me as I read this. I hope as I go forward in the book and read more about the author himself it will be real, and not made up information.