I've just finished reading Miss Smilla's Feeling for Snow. It was a bit of an effort.
I started it while sitting overnight with Uncle but that didn't work. I quickly realised it was going to be a 'have-to-concentrate' book so I waited until afterwards to carry on. By that time I'd forgotten who all the characters were. I persevered but eventually went back to the beginning.
The trouble is that it's set in Greenland/Denmark and the names are unfamiliar but with effort I managed to keep up with and vaguely understand the plot. Then about halfway through the action moved from shore to on-board ship and that was the end of any hope for me of knowing what was going on.
The entire cast of characters changed completely and ship language was used, which along with all the Greenlandic phrases and descriptions of snow and ice left me drowning. But I was determined to finish it because there was a mystery that I wanted to see resolved.
So it is rather unfortunate that I've now reached the end and it's not really any clearer.
Ah well, Daughter bought it for me and wants to read it so maybe she can explain it to me later.
Meanwhile I've started on one of my library books, Real Murders, the first in the Aurora Teagarden series by Charlaine Harris (? I think). I am fairly sure I've read it before but I have no idea whodunnit so I'll carry on. It's light and insubstantial and I need a bit of that after Miss Smilla.
Before that I read a Philippa Gregory historical novel called Three Sisters, Three Queens. I've mostly enjoyed Gregory's novels but found this one disappointing. The narrator, Margaret, the sister of Henry VIII, isn't appealing and, in a way, very little happens. That is, a lot happens but it's mostly too-ing and fro-ing and changing allegiances and vying for power and wealth.
Oh yes and I read Bridget Jones's Baby. More of a novella than a full length novel it's very flimsy and much as you would expect. Entertaining in its way but nothing much has changed. A nice little earner for Helen Fielding without much effort. Ooh, that sounds bitchy!