It’s cold outside. You’d think I’d be inside more often and thus reading more books. Alas, I seem to be moving around more and more, and reading less. Curses!
Steven Galloway – The Cellist of Sarajevo
I wasn’t sure if I would end up writing about this one since Matt already reviewed it back in September, but if I skipped one book, I’d start skipping a bunch, and then this would all go to hell. Speaking of going to hell, this book took me there, but in a tremendous way. Galloway’s re-imagining of the siege of Sarajevo is a beautifully sad story, made only sadder as the book goes on. Three characters lose their sense of identity to a useless civil war, as they watch their city crumble all around them. This book is a great read, simple as that. It’s won a bunch of awards, and it deserved them all. Go read it if you want to be unusually sad.
Read on, lovely readers!