Back on track. I kept on reading but didn't blog the past months. However, during holidays I summarized the year and read a lovely novel: Berlinerpopplarna (The Berlin Poplars) by Anne B Ragde, Norwegian author. The novel has been a great success in Norway and it's not difficult to understand why. Best read in Swedish was Hakan Nesser's Kim Nowak badade aldrig i Genesarets sjö. Of course I did not read exclusively Scandinavian literature...another favourite is Joyce Carol Oates, Rape A Love Story. So what makes literature that I enjoy? Good language. I am not so fund of endless dialogues, common in chick lit etc. Intriguing story, preferably woven in more than one layer. That also goes for the characters that should be made up with psycological insights, in a way that makes me want to get to know them better. And reflect upon human nature.
