Somewhere in the back of my brain, I have the desire to be different or special in some way (Ha!). This usually does nothing more than temporarily inhibit me from trying things I consider to be too mainstream. I'm fairly sure I delayed reading the Da Vinci Code well and truly long after I'd heard raves from every non-reading-type friend I had (rest assured, I will not be dedicating a post on this blog to that particular book. Although, in fairness, I like the fact that it got those particular friends of mine into reading - quite a noble feat!)
While I possess a plethora of despicable faults, one thing I believe I am is reasonably fair. So it is now that I admit that, having been pushed by various members of my family to read the first book of Stieg Larsson's Millennium trilogy, I am actually quite enjoying it! I am only about a third of the way in, but I must say it's got me. I'm there with Mikael as he sits freezing in the small guest house in northern Sweden, getting set up to investigate the decades-earlier disappearance of a teenage member of an extremely complicated and epic family. I also feel a connection with the ironically incredibly-enlightened Lisbeth as her quirky and troubling life unravels before me.
I should also mention that this particular stuff goes quite nicely with my previous like.
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