Welcome back Dear Readers.
As many of you know,
I've been really enjoying the works
of many of the
I started off with Karin Fossum
and had to read all of her works.
I'm looking forward to this new one pictured above
which is out August 24th.
I read all of Larsson's
and loved them!
Moved on to the works of Camilla Lackberg.
They are also very fine
and I look forward to getting my hands on
The Stone Cutter.
Jo Nesbo's Harry Hole
Detective novels are also wonderful.
I've read the first two and will have to pick up
The Devil's Star
In the meantime,
with nothing Scandinavian
to be found chez moi,
I grabbed a book I've been
planning on getting to for some time.
is one of my favorite authors
Kafka On The Shore
did not disappoint.
I'd eagerly rush home to be with it.
To settle down somewhere quiet
spend time with these
It was very special
and I recommend it
Here's a scene of Kafka that I really loved.
Let me know what you think.
In the afternoon dark clouds suddenly color the sky a mysterious shade and it
starts raining hard, pounding the roof and windows of the cabin. I strip naked
and run outside, washing my face with soap and scrubbing myself all over. It
feels wonderful. In my joy I shut my eyes and shout out meaningless words as
the large raindrops strike me on the cheeks, the eyelids, chest, side, penis,
legs, and butt - the stinging pain like a religious initiation or something.
Along with the pain there's a feeling of closeness, like for once in my life the
world's treating me fairly. I feel elated, as if all of a sudden I've been set free.
I face the sky, hands held wide apart, open my mouth wide, and gulp down
the falling rain.
Gulp it down my boy!