Whilst away I finally finished both Outliers by Malcolm Gladwell and On Chesil Beach by Ian McEwan, so to make up for the lack of updates, I will post a review for each in the coming days. Right now I am reading Night Train To Lisbon by Pascal Mercier and it has come of to a good start, when I’m done I will review it as well.

And finally, may I just add how much I missed my piano? The first thing I did as soon as I was back home was to delight the walls with the touch of my stiff fingers to the piano keys. Tomorrow I will play some more.

Cheers.

On Chesil Beach is a novel shortlisted for the Booker Prize. I read some reviews about it and one compared it to Jon McGregor’s If Nobody Speaks Of Remarkable Things (my choice for best book from the past decade) which got me realy exited about it, even if the same review said that McGregor’s was much better. Another review about it, a positive review, mentioned that “It is all so terribly sad but so believable that there are surely lessons for us all here,” which made my interest peak.

The book itself is about, as the website of Waterstone’s put it, “how the entire course of a life can be changed by a gesture not made or a word not spoken,” and it reflects this by telling the story of Edward and Florence, an old fashioned couple who get married on Chesil Beach, and unable to discuss their anxieties about the wedding night, which will end p affecting them for the rest of their lives.

So, as soon as I am done with Outliers, my next date will be with On Chesil Beach. Cheers.