Book Review: Societe By Alexander Helas


Societe, I couldn’t put the book down. I tried everything, including shaking my hands in the air as if I was drying my hands. The author has a way with words, in fact not only did I keep the dictionary c lose by always, but the author invents new uses for words.

This is “a novel portraying free will as mankind’s bravest art.” The author Alexander Helas says “…we are the product of our own thoughts, our own ideas, our own dreamed of reveries.”

At first I tried to get into the book by starting with the prologue. I put the book down. I picked it back up and shipped the prologue and it changed me forever. There are some beautiful thoughts and new uses of words.

New uses of words:

  • covets of a stormy frontier…
  • carousing intimacy…
  • appraised him with careful surprise…
  • a cocktail of lucid sonder…
  • a cascade of semblances…
  • and siphoned streets
  • divagated on the essence of flight
  • an unwanted paintbrush on a perfect canvas
  • let
  • us revel in deliquescence…
  • Like a lemniscate, Matty!
  • He suspired…
  • Heat that was callous and unconcerned.
  • Emaciated his defenses


When it comes to art “…we instinctively choose what we’d do if we had the ability.”

“You create enemies for standing up for what you believe in.”

Awareness likes to cradle unstable solace

She bit her lip, like there was a beast scratching the walls of her skull.

When I erase a word with a pencil, where does it go?

I could go on, but Helas is good at reinventing new uses for words and making announcements that do or don’t make sense.

Another thing I don’t understand. If you are a purist who hates adverbs, you will hate this book. I took to circling the “lys” on each page.  On page 74 in six lines, I counted six adverbs. On pages 90-91 there are eleven adverbs. Then you will get to parts of the book where page after page contains no adverbs. It is almost as if the book was written by two people.

Sometimes, also I marvel at the writing other places I don’t know what he is trying to say.  What does “…an unwanted paintbrush on a perfect canvas…” mean. Is a paint brush glued to the canvas and why?

I wanted to read the book for the author’s take on free will and because I live in Mexico and the author is a blood relative of a great Mexican writer, Juan Rulfo.  I will reread the book again for the beauty of the language.

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