Such A Great Scene

Welcome back Dear Readers.

As many of you know,

I've been really enjoying the works 

of many of the 

Scandinavian Crime 

authors. 

I started off with Karin Fossum

and had to read all of her works. 

Loved them. 

I'm looking forward to this new one pictured above

which is out August 24th.

I read all of Larsson's

Millennium Trilogy 

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 

soon!

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. 

Haruki Murakami 

is one of my favorite authors

and 

Kafka On The Shore 

did not disappoint.

Everyday 

I'd eagerly rush home to be with it. 

To settle down somewhere quiet

and 

spend time with these 

wonderful,

fantastical,

characters, 

and cats.

It was very special

and I recommend it 

highly!

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!