I finally uploaded my manuscript for Pairs on Nationals to the publisher, and it’s on its way to
becoming a book. Yay! That done, I’m getting ready for a trip to
Germany to visit with Peter’s family in the mountain town of Garmisch. I never thought I’d have time to write a
blog, but after reading A Man Called Ove,
I just had to make time to recommend this amazing book.
It’s about a grumpy old man who has reason to be
grumpy. He’s had a lot of tragedy in his
life, including the death of his wife, the one person who truly understood
him––“…if anyone had asked, he would have told them that he never lived before
he met her. And not after either.”
In Ove’s eyes, the world is black and white––some things are
wrong, some are right. Period. And if they’re wrong, he won’t give up until
the wrong is righted, whether he’s been overcharged for dinner or sees the bureaucracy
mistreating his neighbor.
Here's what the back-cover blurb says:
“People think him bitter, and he thinks himself surrounded
by idiots.
Ove’s well
ordered, solitary world get a shake-up one November morning with the appearance
of new neighbors, a chatty young couple and their two boisterous daughters, who
announce their arrival by accidentally flattening Ove’s mailbox with their
U-Haul. What follows is a heartwrming
tale of unkempt cats, unlikely friendships, and a community’s unexpected
reassessment of the one person they thought they had all figured out.”
A Man Called Ove is written by Swedish
author Fredrik Backman. It was originally
published in Sweden and has been translated and read around the world. You will feel Ove’s sorrow and pain, but you
will also laugh out loud as he tries to understand events swirling around him.
If you’ve read this book––or when you read it––let me
know what you think.
