Excerpts from coffeebreak, taken off pattismith.net. It's an affliction of being a fan. Sometimes I just want to find out what my hero/ine is reading, what she's listening. Then I'll go check out the books, the music, the films. Want to know what makes her tick. What inspires her.
I read a lot. A bit of Blake. Imitation of Christ. Thomas de
Quincy reminiscing on the Lake Regions. Mercury by Anna
Kavan, Tales from Moominvalley. Now I am finishing a new
book by Henning Mankell, the Swedish master of crime. I have
sadly gone through all his detective novels featuring the
slightly alcoholic Kurt Wallender staking his man in the bleak
outposts of Ystad. I highly recommend the entire series as
well as the site dedicated to Inspector Wallender.
The book I am reading is far flung from the moody forests and
the police station adjacent to the old water tower. But Mankell
is a good story teller and his present book, from the mouth of
a dying street kid in South Africa, stands on its own.