I don’t have any new photos to put up at the moment, so thought I’d write about one of my favorite authors right now. Stieg Larsson. You may have heard of The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo? I read that and the second one, The Girl Who Played with Fire. I just bought The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet’s Nest, but am loath to begin it. Why? Because I don’t want the series to end.
This guy is the most amazing storyteller! He draws you in and never lets go. Lisbeth Salander is one helluva protagonist. It’s refreshing to encounter a female character who’s so strong and drawn by a male writer. You can sense his admiration on every page.
What absolutely kills me is that Larsson is gone forever. And that he had planned this series to include TEN books, not three! I read that his death may have been suspicious (a heart attack at 50) and that he was an activist against Swedish extreme right and racist organizations. According to Wikipedia, Larsson lived “for years under death threats from his enemies.”
Supposedly, Larsson left part of a fourth novel on a computer in his partner’s possession. The partner, Eva Gabrielsson, inherited nothing from the millions of books sold because she and Larsson were unmarried. I guess you have to publish your address to wed in Sweden, and they needed to guard their identities because of the death threats! Could you just weep?
Hopefully the fourth book will make its way to publication. For now, I’ll savor every page of number three.
I should issue a warning here, though. These books are NOT for the faint-hearted! There are some really terrible characters in the series who do unspeakable things. Usually I can’t handle stuff like that, but Larsson makes it bearable somehow.
One more thing: go see the Dragon Tattoo movie–it’s excellent! I’ve only seen a few Swedish movies, but liked them all. I loved that this film didn’t have the “Hollywood treatment” where everyone looks perfect and youthful and plastic. The main character has bad skin and wrinkles and not-so-great hair. But he’s so much more believable that way. And the women look–gasp–their ages! Hollywood, please take note.
I’m off to shoot photos…have a great one!