Omläsning

Det händer att jag läser om böcker. Då brukar jag inte orda desto mer om dem i min blogg. Men bara lyssna hur ”Neverwhere” börjar:

The night before he went to London, Richard Mayhew was not enjoying himself.
He had begun the evening by enjoying himself: he had enjoyed reading the good-bye cards, and recieving the hugs from several not entirely unattractive young ladies of his acquaintance; he had enjoyed the warnings about the evils and dangers of London, and the gift of the white umbrella with the map of the London Underground on it that his friends had chipped in money to buy; he had enjoyed the first few pints of ale; but then, with each successive pint he found that he was enjoying himself significantly less; until now he was sitting and shivering on the sidewalk outside the pub in a small Scottish town, weighing the relative merits of being sick and not being sick, and not enjoying himself at all.

Neverwhere: A Novel by Neil Gaiman

Om något, så är den bättre än jag mindes.

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