I hate happy endings. Good endings. Happily ever afters. You name it. I also hate sad endings. Depressive endings. Pathetic endings. I think the mark of any true novelist is to nail the ending, you know – Getting that bittersweet, twisting-your-heart but also spreading-warmth-inside-you kind of ending. I’m extremely picky about books I read andContinue reading “Beartown by Fredrik Backman – A book review”
Harrowing through sins forgiven, half-forgotten. Cursing her conscience, it whispers her name. Mocking feigned countenance, her facade of strength. Jeering her crumbling mind, crowning her insane. Dreaming of things never to be, awake in bed, Wondering how a million memories fit into her head. Nay, I’ll put my guns down today, Pandora’s box can waitContinue reading “Demons in the dark.”
“Then he made one last effort to search in his heart for the place where his affection had rotted away, and he could not find it.” – Gabriel Garcia Marquez This particular novel of Gabriel Garcia Marquez is beyond description. Never, in the past twelve years of my voracious book-reading days have I come acrossContinue reading “One Hundred Years of Solitude.”
Between peaceful interlude and inescapable anguish Between tumultuous silence and hushed babble, A dream, a dwam, a desperate plea for a wish Fathering faith in an unfathomable fable I dream of a cottage in a grassy place With a white picket fence to meet Earth’s embrace Unblemished white daisies tucked in emerald green grassContinue reading “Lakehouse”
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