I haven’t been reading a novel for a while now- mostly in interest of getting some boring but constructive nonfiction reading done. However I’ve discovered that not reading literature has only increased my time spent not reading. Unfortunately my overall productivity has at best stayed the same.
As I was checking in my neighborhood bookstore to see if the latest issue of Monocle had hit shelves in Turkey yet (it hadn’t), I notice John le Carre ‘s The Spy Who Came in from the Cold. Though I don’t remember specifics, I remember the film being quite good, and parts of the book take place in Berlin, which I will be visiting in January. It seemed like a good choice.
So far it’s been quite a page turner, and given that I’m planning on tackling Ulysses sometime in the near future, it’s nice to have an easier, entertaining read.