Herman-Hesse
Steppenwolf
It’s been so long since I first read Hermann Hesse’s Steppenwolf—back when I was twenty-something—that it feels like I’m encountering it for the very first time. But even barely remembering anything, my subconscious was probably doing its thing, because I’m still at 60% on Caliban’s War—yet for a while now, I’ve been fighting a constant urge to begin following those wolf’s steps one more time.
I couldn’t help myself anymore and started reading it today. Wow! One memory it immediately brought back was about how deep Hesse goes into our troubled human minds—essentially the polar opposite of the vastness of The Expanse. What a contrast! Let’s go!