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Give me books, french wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music…

On the photo above you can see the books I bought during the BOOK SALE. So far it is only 5. Because they are all in swedish, and I’d like to read in english as well, because it helps with the writing.

1. Samuel Bjork “The owl always hunts at night” (eng translation)

2. Pierre Lemaitre “Alex” (eng translation)

3. Jorn Lier Horst “Blindness” (there’s no english translation yet, but some of his novels are already translated, for ex “The hunting dogs”/William Wisting Mysteries)

4. Kristian Freden “Write like a Nobel Prize winners” (swedish only)

5. Sarah Bartlett “The secrets of the Universe in 100 symbols” (eng book)

I’m going to write book reviews for the first 4 books.

Also I read an article about Italo Calvino today, and I decided to post one excerpt from his book, because it is funny 🙂

“In the shop window you have promptly identified the cover with the title you were looking for. Following this visual trail, you have forced your way through the shop past the thick barricade of Books You Haven’t Read, which were frowning at you from the tables and shelves, trying to cow you.  
But you know you must never allow yourself to be awed, that among them there extend for acres and acres the Books You Needn’t Read, the Books Made For Purposes Other Than Reading, Books Read Even Before You Open Them Since They Belong To The Category Of Books Read Before Being Written. And thus you pass the outer girdle of ramparts, but then you are attacked by the infantry of the Books That If You Had More Than One Life You Would Certainly Also Read But Unfortunately Your Days Are Numbered.
With a rapid maneuver you bypass them and move into the phalanxes of the Books You Mean To Read But There Are Others You Must Read First, the Books Too Expensive Now And You’ll Wait Till They’re Remaindered, the Books ditto When They Come Out In Paperback, Books You Can Borrow From Somebody, Books That Everybody’s Read So It’s As If You Had Read Them, Too.
Eluding these assaults, you come up beneath the towers of the fortress, where other troops are holding out:
the Books You’ve Been Planning To Read For Ages,
the Books You’ve Been Hunting For Years Without Success,
the Books Dealing With Something You’re Working On At The Moment,
the BooksYou Want To Own So They’ll Be Handy Just In Case,
the Books You Could Put Aside Maybe To Read This Summer,
the Books You Need To Go With Other Books On Your Shelves,
the Books That Fill You With Sudden, Inexplicable Curiosity, Not Easily Justified.
Now you have been able to reduce the countless embattled troops to an array that is, to be sure, very large but still calculable in a finite number; but this relative relief is then undermined by the ambush of the Books Read Long Ago Which It’s Now Time To Reread and the Books You’ve Always Pretended To Have Read And Now It’s Time To Sit Down And Really Read Them.”  Italo Calvino “IF ON A WINTER’S NIGHT A TRAVELER”
The plan for the next week is here: March 12-18
Now to the main goal of this post… – where’s my french wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music??? 


Book Review “18 steps to own your life” will be posted tomorrow.

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Living in Sweden. Awesome. Happy. Ayurvedic food. Healthy lifestyle. Dogs. Literature. Painting. Meditation/Yoga. I love my life.
"It does not matter how long you are spending on the earth, how much money you have gathered or how much attention you have received. It is the amount of positive vibration you have radiated in life that matters" A. Ray

40 thoughts on “Give me books, french wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music… Leave a comment

  1. Sunday. I drank Prosecco. And I am reading an interesting book that is a marvellous combination of historical fiction and actual history. It’s called the Perfect Horse and deals with the Nazis and Eugenics and how it was decided that if the perfect horse could be bred into existence then a perfect human could also be bred.

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  2. Al I ever read are books in English. One day, I will again read a book in another language. The last one was Les Miserables, in French, but that was in high school (1966).


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