What joy!
Thank you,
Pat, maryz, and pedln, for the links. Simply super.
Pat, I don't mean to change the subject but had meant to say this days ago :
The horse-drawn sleigh at Christmas you told us about brought to mind the title of a book by
Per Petterson. Its title is
Out Stealing Horses and it established this Norwegian author's reputation beyond Scandinavia. The English translation came out in 2005 and was a pleasure to read. Interesting (but not really strange) to learn that Scandinavians differentiate between loneliness and solitude.
There is, I believe, a special luminous quality in the work of Scandinavian authors :
Knut Hamsun (yes, he was a Quisling and controversial),
Sigrid Undset, who won the Nobel Prize in 1928 (for
Kristin Lavransdatter),
Novelist Trygve Gulbransson,
and playwright Henrik Ibsen, all Norwegians.
Then there are the Swedes, author Selma Lagerlöf (
Gösta Berling) and playwright August Strindberg (
Miss Julie) among others, and I devoured them all. All are part and parcel of world literature and a treasure to behold.
Per Petterson is continuing the tradition. His most recent book is
To Siberia. No, it's not about Siberia, really.
P.S. Allow me to say that I am tickled pink because I (hahaha) finally(!) managed to get my beloved, absolutely essential
PopChar back and the diacritical marks are exactly where they should be.