by Ian McEwan. My english is by no means sufficient enough to explain my love for
this book. But even in my own language I won't be able to explain what I liked about
this story. The words, the sentences, the precise yet subtle words. This writer just
mesmerizes me with every story he writes. Just go and read this book. Im not telling
anything. Just this drawing. That's all. And read Saturday, and
all those other beautiful books he's written. (so much for sale on Marktplaats and IM sure in many more second hand bookstores all over the world)
Monday 18 March 2013
Saturday......
by Ian McEwan. My english is by no means sufficient enough to explain my love for
this book. But even in my own language I won't be able to explain what I liked about
this story. The words, the sentences, the precise yet subtle words. This writer just
mesmerizes me with every story he writes. Just go and read this book. Im not telling
anything. Just this drawing. That's all. And read Saturday, and
all those other beautiful books he's written. (so much for sale on Marktplaats and IM sure in many more second hand bookstores all over the world)
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