I promised myself I would get down to the nitty-gritty of actually writing about books more often and forced myself to post this tonight despite already having spent all my working hours on internet (I do this for a living, you know).
Now this is not because I am in love with my own words or because I would like to see people's reaction to my criticisms (who died and made me the expert, right?), but because I believe in word-of-mouth advertising and encouraging people to read and comment is, in my eyes, a noble task.
On this note, I would definitely urge you to grab the nearest copy of Zafon's 'The Shadow of the Wind' and make a run. I say this because you will not want the world catching up with you on the marvellous adventure you will embark on from the first pages. Oh yeah, you might also want to start searching for cheap flights to Barcelona, as you'll surely want to see the set with your own eyes (recommended: www.flycheapo.com)
Zafon is literature with a vengeance and credit is due to this book big time. If you're not absolutely enthralled by the tension by the end of the forst chapter, write to me and I will gladly either:
eat my own hat
donate all my books to local charity (equivalent of cutting veins).
Oh, and do let me know if you guessed it from the beginning. Intrigued? Make a dash to the shop!!!!!

















