G: Atonement, by Ian McEwan. I held off reading this for AGES because my father went on about it so much. Dad and I have a lot of overlapping taste in books, but honestly he raved about this so much (and liked McEwan in general) that it just annoyed me and I didn't read it out of pique. And then I did read it, on the train to Leeds, and it really was that well written*, and interesting, and unputdownable, and I admitted that I was wrong not only to myself, but to Dad.
R: Every post-apocalypic novel that's ever given me nightmare. I see the Guardian had another Brother in the Land survivor the other day.
*Except for the line about the firm caress of the bias fabric, but I've ranted about that before ;-)
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Date: 2014-08-13 08:04 pm (UTC)R: Every post-apocalypic novel that's ever given me nightmare. I see the Guardian had another Brother in the Land survivor the other day.
*Except for the line about the firm caress of the bias fabric, but I've ranted about that before ;-)