Welcome to Litsy!

The only book by this author in the database, but this is one of his other books

About being seven when your mother dies. About being seven when suddenly a women arrives using your father‘s bedroom door. About being seven and have to always move according to your parents (read: father‘s) whims

Showing that things may not change that much trough the generations. Both set in the present day and when we follow the grandfather and his parents

Should we admit to being idiots?

[A subheading in my current read. But possibly more widely applicable]

In a very small village in Iceland, events lead its inhabitants to ponder the bigger questions of life, existence, happiness, and love. More of a series of connected stories than a novel, this beautifully written short book was written with love and playfulness.

This was absolutely wonderful. Beautiful writing therefore gorgeous translation. A total gem.

The main entrance to our house and my favourite place to read outside! Hopefully I will get some peace and quiet and time to read here today! Wish you a nice Sunday! ☀️📚

This is one sentence!!! 14 lines! 🤪🤯

I‘m struggling to finish this book. Mostly because I have a two year old who absolutely hates that I read. He wants all the attention! Also because the author uses very long sentences, almost no dividing into paragraphs and no quotation marks. The Norwegian teacher in me wants to find a red pen and rewrite, the other “holiday-person” just want to say “Shut up! Enjoy the book” 😅

One of my reading spots in the garden. Looking out at the farm‘s barley field. The bench is terrible uncomfortable but will never be replaced. My husband‘s great grandfather built it and we think it dates back to about 1917 when our house was built ☀️#readingspot

Summer light ❤️ This is a picture of tonight‘s sunset 23.40. I could still read outside without flashlights 🔦. Unfortunately since there was no wind the mosquitoes were a little bit too annoying! So I went inside....

This was my reading spot today. We are currently enjoying our holiday at the cabin of my parents. Here there is no running water nor electricity and it is like entering a time capsule where the clock stopped in 1988. The children have an ipad ban and they play in the water and build a cabin of driftwood. Fingers crossed the sun will keep shining and the children not be fighting 😅

Next up! The book has received great reviews so I'm looking forward to reading it! #iceland