When I flew to QLD for Summit, I sat down next to a lovely lady who turned out to be an avid reader, like me. The only thing I like almost as much as reading is talking about books. Any other ...
'Into the Labyrinth' Sigge Eklund. Translated from Swedish.
I'm persisting because I want to kick my sloppy brain into gear, but I'm not enjoying it much. It's the only book I brought with me--I will head home on Friday so I couldn't be bothered sourcing another. Grim, introspective and Nordic it has a clumsy feel to the translation and there are spelling and grammatical errors that grate on my nerves. Never mind. The next good book is only a couple of days away.