i searched the shelves for books that still stood unread, and found a few dutch books that belong to boyfriend standing almost hidden between all my own books. i pretty much raced through them this past week, for lack of the ability to do many other significant things.
gerrit komrij ~ de klopgeest - i enjoyed this one, mainly because of the vivid picture it paints of amsterdam during a significant transitional period.
a. koolhaas ~ de geluiden van de eerste dag - an incredibly sad book, it left me all melancholy and irritable (or maybe that was just due to pregnancy hormones).
harry mulisch ~ het theater, de brief en de waarheid - a better and more accessible read than most of the other books by this writer that i have read.
now i'm off to hunt for more unread treasures...
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