Where the Crawdads Sing by Delia Owens is a one of those books I can’t find enough superlatives to describe. However, I can doubtlessly say that it is one of the best books I have ever read. Hyped up books are either outstanding or utterly overrated, which is why I have the tendency to avoid them (and not only books, but everything that is popular). Needless to say, I had my doubts when picking up this novel.
why can’t my heart be filled? with a breath or two or perhaps even three? will I ever learn to fly and touch the top of the tallest tree? why can’t my mind be filled? with kind thoughts or anything but concern? will I ever learn to swim and touch the bottom of the darkest … Continue reading why can’t my heart be filled?
2022 hasn't been as productive as the last year in terms of reading, and that for multiple reasons, which include having to sacrifice my reading time for the sake of writing my dissertation and some personal issues. Regardless, while I haven't read that many books - which is fine - there have been a couple of memorable ones. More specifically, I picked three books I loved reading and will remember for a long time.
Vlychada beach is one of Santorini’s black sand beaches, and while that’s striking itself, what I found to be spectacular were the bright rocks with unusual and asymmetrical shapes overlooking the Aegean sea. Over the years the wind, the waves and the rain as well have carved a series of rocks that feel otherworldly and … Continue reading Lunar landscapes in Vlychada
Last month, as part of my most beloved birthday present, we went to Italy, which was the breath of fresh air I’ve been dying for. While we spent most of the time in Bergamo and Milan (posts coming soon), we went to Crema as well, and for a specific reason. Bits and pieces of Call … Continue reading On the set of Call Me by Your Name
Call Me by Your Name by André Aciman has been on my to-read list for years, but after seeing the film I knew I needed some time to forget as many details as possible. Besides, the film was devastating itself, so I needn’t say that I wasn’t emotionally prepared to be ripped apart by the … Continue reading Call Me by Your Name by André Aciman | Book Review