I was on a cruise recently - a great opportunity to read David Mitchell's The Bone Clocks. I'd read Cloud Atlas several years ago, which I thought would be hard to beat. But he just keeps on with superb, intricate, intriguing writing. Wow.
I've just finished reading Kazuo Ishiguro's The Buried Giant. (I found it in the book exchange.) Such a strange book, one that sneaks into your head and keeps demanding attention. A bit odd maybe to keep remembering a book that's about forgetting.
