The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt

This was a birthday present from my friend Mads. It took me ten months to pick it up and two to finish it. I don't think I expected to fall into it quite so easily but it grabbed me. Young boy, in trouble, story shifting and changing every page. A bildungsroman that kicks Oliver Twist... Continue Reading →

The Last Friend by Tahar Ben Jelloun

I loved this, first of all. Tahar Ben Jelloun... Wow. I didn't realise how little I knew about Morocco until I read this book. My aunt visited and when she returned she had stories of streets taken up by friendly cats, bargain-full souks and warm hospitality. Here, in a small number of pages, I found... Continue Reading →

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