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Yes, here's a gem, if, like me, you have a penchant for Scandinavian existentialist novels. Dag Solstad's Novel 11, Book 18, which I bought in hardback yesterday. Lovely little book - physically. Like much of Scandinavian landscape, the cover and feel of it is aesthetically pleasing in that spare minimalist manner that promises so much depth. The words inside aren't too bad either! And perhaps one of the reasons why I love these types of stories and this type of story-telling is because it TELLS a story and isn't so slavishly devoted to SHOWING the story as I really cannot stand novels that are nothing more than wannabe scripts - here's a scene and here's one and here's one day it'll get made into a film y'know.
The protagonist is the middle-aged Bjorn, a small town Treasurer where he had shacked up with the aptly named Turid Lammer (think Lurid Stammers, although she doesn't stammer, nor is particularly lurid, but I couldn't help thinking that she is both) the woman for whom he had left his previous wife and child. Like the character of April Wheeler in that other great existentialist novel, Richard Yates' Revolutionary Road, Turid is a leading light in the local am dram society, although, unlike April Wheeler, is loved and never puts a foot wrong and thus foreshadows the essential core of the existential angst now facing Bjorn. He's BORED! I'm not. Yet. Anyway, I'm not even halfway through so cannot possibly comment any further until I've done so, but here's a link.

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