After reading Kafka’s short story I wasn’t expecting to like these short stories as much I did. The story about the cooked cat was one of the weirdest stories I have ever read – it seemed to be about nothing and everything at the same time. It’s not about telling an actual story or teaching us a moral instead its just about punishing an animal for behaving like its meant to. Borges’ short stories are interesting and intriguing – they are about normality things which turn into supernatural ideas, alternate universes and the like. The a library of Babel, Hakim and the circular ruins are my three favorite short stories. The story about Hakim is interesting Because it takes a diseased man and turns him into a legend and a demon, at the end when the mask is removed and you see that he has leprosy it makes the fact that he welcomed the other leprosy victims make more sense. The circular ruins kind of remind me of the movie inception, it’s like one dream within another without the inhabitants knowing that they are being dreamed up and are not actually real. This kind of inception like short story is weird and one of the most interesting stories I’ve read. The Circular Ruins is a strange and fascinating short story. However I don’t think that his stories are meant to make sense – they are not about telling moralistic short stories, or about having an actual purpose. Like Kafka, I think they exist just to exist, and that they are not there to show the reader anything but to take them on a journey to different worlds, just because.
Daisy Dolls was one of my favorite short stories – mainly because it was so strange and confusing and awkward that it was that much more intriguing. The idea that the dolls and the scenes drove the protagonist to the end it did is fascinating. In my mind whenever I think of him running towards the machines I think about him a) running into the room with the scenes and pulling at all apart, or b) managing to somehow kill himself within the scenes because the scenes kept coming to life, even though they were his wife’s actions, the scenes kept smudging the lines between dreams and reality and he just couldn’t take it anymore and in the last scene where his wife is in the scene is like the last time he can take the fact that because of these dolls he is unable to distinguish between dolls and humans, between dreams and reality.