Having finished reading this wonderful book, I'm struck by how well you capture the fullness and the nuance of it. Perišić, a man, inhabits the female characters with surprising believability but also creates male characters with great interiority and authenticity. None of these people are caricatures. They have their own individual struggles, ambivalences, internal dialogues, often painful histories and reflect the specific time, place, political context, and social trauma that formed and continues to shape them. Ultimately, there is a tender humanity that infuses all of it.
Having finished reading this wonderful book, I'm struck by how well you capture the fullness and the nuance of it. Perišić, a man, inhabits the female characters with surprising believability but also creates male characters with great interiority and authenticity. None of these people are caricatures. They have their own individual struggles, ambivalences, internal dialogues, often painful histories and reflect the specific time, place, political context, and social trauma that formed and continues to shape them. Ultimately, there is a tender humanity that infuses all of it.