We’ve been conditioned at a young age to believe that the beginning of a novel, the first page of a book, is the beginning of every story. Before reading Nour’s blogpost, I subscribed to that same idea. Usually, when reading and analyzing other novels, contemplation and wonder as to when the story actually begins takes course. Maps, being the torturously complex novel that it is, pulled me away from reading beyond the words and seeing beyond the pages. What if the novel truly begins when Askar finally experiences an evolutionary epiphany, even if it took place at the end of the book? What if Maps begins when Askar asks his very first question, completely neglecting the little details about loss? Lodge’s views sparked a theoretical question to me: Are “beginnings” relative to every individual? Are “beginning” meant to be that way?
Great job, Nour! I really enjoyed this.