..a bit happy with meself, after having read some of the best books of me life in such a short span.
Peter Hoeg: Mrs. Smilla’s feeling for snow. Indescribably unique. I loved the anti-heroine that was Smilla, her talents, attributes, and the toughness!.. definitely a fan.
Graham Greene: The end of the affair. My first Greene, some references I might’ve missed, but all the more poignant (and dare I say “timeless”) because of that.
Haruki Murakami: The Wind-up bird chronicle. Seemed like a hefty task to begin with, but the simple poetry of the narrative keeps you hoooked. I never had so many random strangers talking to me about a book/author they loved.
Greg Egan: Oceanic, Crystal Nights. And Science fiction used to have a ‘margin of uncertainity’; the difference between what could happen and what might actually happen. This fucker just blew that up.