I am reading the third installment in the millennium series,
The Girl Who Kicked The Hornet’s Nest.
Normally, I would never buy this type of book in hardcover but,
I got it for my mom’s birthday and at over 50% off. I enjoyed the first two novels.
Do I think it’s high art? Of course not, it is entertaining.
One thing I don’t like about Scandinavian mysteries,
they are very dark and have little humour, Ian Rankin it isn’t.
I will finish it and I am glad I read them but, honestly, I’m going to keep reading the Brits, Scots and Yanks.
The characters in millenium are good, non-conventional, complex, some of them are barely likeable.
Not really run of the mill but, not as well drawn as Carol O’connell’s Mallory for instance,
the anti-hero to end all anti-heroes
There is a trend in recent crime fiction, the villains all seem to be pedophiles.
While I agree that pedophiles are the scum of the earth, do I really want to read novel after novel about them?
This summer I am reading nothing about sickos.
Jane Austen, Armistead Maupin and a few others who make me think and make me happy
and dream of romance and love.
Monday, I am going on a date!
It’s been a while I won’t tell you how long, I’m embarrassed and besides why would you girls care?
The woman I am going out with is adorable,smart,funny and likes me—- go figure!
The other day I finally woke up. I said to her, we should date and she said, basically, what took you so long?
I had a problem because she is younger, until a friend of mine said
“it’s always the older person who has a problem with that”.
I’m sick of letting my life glide by, so I’m going for it.
When I finish the Larson I’ll give a fuller appreciation.
Wish me luck