Butterflies In November


Auður Ava Ólafsdóttir

First Sentence:     This is how it appears to me now, as I look back, without perhaps fully adhering to the chronology of events.

Back of the book:

After a day of being dumped – twice – and accidentally killing a goose, the narrator begins to dream of tropical holidays far away from the chaos of her current life. instead, she finds her plans wrecked by her best friend’s deaf-mute son, thrust into her reluctant care. But when a shared lottery ticket nets the two of them over 40 million kroner, she and the boy head off on a road trip across Iceland, taking in cucumber-farming hotels, dead sheep, and any number of her exes desperate for another chance. Blackly comic and uniquely moving, Butterflies in November is an extraordinary, hilarious tale of motherhood, relationships and the legacy of life’s mistakes.


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Cloud Atlas

David Mitchell

First Sentence: Thursday 7th November –

Beyond the Indian hamlet, upon a forlorn strand, I happened on a trail of recent footprints.

There’s not really much I can say about this book that hasn’t been said before, but suffice it to say that this is my favourite book by my favourite author, so I thought it best to get it listed as early as possible on this site. (And also, it provided the inspiration for the blogs’ name.) I’ve read it several times now and each time is a real treat. For those of you that have read it a wealth of additional info can be found here, and for those that haven’t, what’s keeping you? If by page 100 you’re not gripped, then maybe this book’s just not for you. If, however, like me you get sucked in, it will be a reading experience you’ll find hard to repeat and impossible to forget.

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