The book is written by 2006 years literature Nobel price winner Orhan Pamuk. I got it last Christmas from my boyfriend, admittedly not a book I would have chosen to buy.
Its a murder story, spiced with a love story, twisted with a very different storyteller, or rather storytellers. Place is Istanbul, year is 1591. Read the rest of this entry »
Was a while since I read this one, but I figured that wouldn’t really matter. I made this post on me old blog in april, but I figured that it couldn’t hurt to mention it here 
The book has its very good moments, but there was no real laughing points in it. There was a few giggles and semi funny passages, but that’s it. Read the rest of this entry »
