pickAs I was reading this I couldn‘t help but think of David Mitchell‘s Slade House—in both books, the sense of impending & inevitable doom begins on the first page & just never lets up. In this one Herman‘s wife & child go missing just before they are to return to Paris from their summer vacation in a rural, idyllic village. Determined to find them, Herman stays but soon finds nothing is quite as it seems. I enjoyed it but it may not be for everyone.
so-soThis book isn‘t so much a story as a mood. You know that feeling when you‘ve binged too much tv at one time and now just the thought of standing up to get water seems like too much effort? Weird and eerie, written beautifully but with a sense of blasé. Not so much “nightmarish” as many describe it, but dreamlike, in that weird “am I awake or asleep right now” mood. I‘m glad I read it, more glad it was very short.
Library haul. Three from Brazil 🇧🇷 for January‘s #FoodAndLit challenge, 1 for my #LeadershipAndManagement #bizreads challenge, and 1 tagged here that I can‘t remember why I reserved! Starting with that one hoping it‘s an amazing surprise!
"Herman felt as if the water that had replaced the blood in his veins was beginning to freeze, and he knew for certain that nothing would ever warm him again."
"He thought he could feel his waterlogged brain dripping onto the walls of his skull, water trickling all through his body with nowhere to drain."
pickThis book is nightmarish in the best way. A family stays one day longer on their summer vacation than normal and...nothing is ever the same. It‘s creepy and weird and fascinating.
That Time of Year | 
