Out Stealing Horses
I like Hemingway and the word "and" as much as the next guy, but when it's overdone it becomes an annoying fetish:
"I measure coffee into the filter and pour cold water into the jug and switch on the percolater, and then cut some bread and put it in a basket and get butter out and meat and cheese from the fridge onto plates and fill a small yellow jug with milk for the coffee and put everything on the table with glasses and knives for two."
Over 200 pages of this sort of thing becomes tiring. After reading In the Wake which was only slightly better than Out Stealing Horses, I think I can say I'm officially done with Per Petterson. I guess I prefer my Norwegian writers completely crazy like Knut Hamsun.
"I measure coffee into the filter and pour cold water into the jug and switch on the percolater, and then cut some bread and put it in a basket and get butter out and meat and cheese from the fridge onto plates and fill a small yellow jug with milk for the coffee and put everything on the table with glasses and knives for two."
Over 200 pages of this sort of thing becomes tiring. After reading In the Wake which was only slightly better than Out Stealing Horses, I think I can say I'm officially done with Per Petterson. I guess I prefer my Norwegian writers completely crazy like Knut Hamsun.