I want to be a poem, not a poet —

But when his last night in Norway came, on 10 December, he greeted it with some relief, writing that it was perfectly possible that he would never return. –Ray Monk, Ludwig Wittgenstein

2017 in books –

 personal favourites: Ali Smith: Autumn Ali Smith: Winter Jesmyn Ward: Sing, Unburied, Sing Angela Palm: Riverine: A Memoir from Anywhere But Here Alexandria Marzano-Lesnevich: The Fact of a Body Deborah Levy: Hot Milk Nina Riggs: The Bright Hour: A Memoir of Living and Dying According to Goodreads I read 76 books in 2017, it sounds a lot, but…

Intimacy is not a quality in itself

I have just read a poorly written book about abuse and strained family relations. A novel which, to my surprise, is winning a lot of praise and awards here in Norway these days. A kind of book that I suspect get most of its attention for what it possibly reveals about public figures (even if…