Long time, no see

Books I've read since my last update.

For school:
- Kultursociologiska texter - Pierre Bourdieu
- Markets in fashion - Patrik Aspers
- Makten över dagordningen - Maxwell McCombs
- Medier och samhäller - Klas Bruhn Jensen
+ a bunch of articles

Out of my own free will:
- Starter for ten - David Nicholls (very meh, I don't recommend it)
- Bonjour Tristesse - Francoise Sagan (Twice in 2 days. Was amazing. Instant favourite. Why have I not read this before???)

School has taken up most of my time lately, as you can see...

Going with my family to the cottage in the mountains for some skiing. Bringing along a bunch of books + a bunch of schoolwork. Looking forward to hitting the pause button for a few days, even if I have loads of things to get done while there. Anywho.

Read on!


Theory of arrogance, audiences and life stories.

Went a bit m.i.a. in here as my new course started, drowning me in school related things to read. It is quite interesting, for the most part, but A LOT. Hence, not a lot will be happening in here for a bit. But, something interesting that came up during on of my lectures - we were talking about different types of audiences, and in particular something referred to as the diffuse audience. My notes on the subject (in Swedish...):

- The diffuse (Vi är alla hela tiden någon form utav publik. Samhället är genomsyrat utav medier och annat som vi hela tiden konsumerar, vi skapar rutiner utifrån denna mediekonsumtion. Radio på morgonen, läsa tidningen, ett TV-program som går vid en viss tidpunkt. I och med internet blir rutinerna inte fullt så tidsbestämda, mer ”on-demand”. På samma sätt är vi själva aktörer inför andra som blir vår publik. Distans mellan de som ”uppträder” och ”publiken”, vi är hela tiden konsumenter liksom presentatörer.)

Samhället är ett spektakel; människor uppträder som att de är ständiga författare och skådespelare inför en egen, imaginär publik.

Translation of that last bit: Society is a spectacle; people act as if they're constant authors and actors in front of their own, imaginary, audience.


It makes me think of what Blue's father tells her in Special Topics of Calamity Physics:


“Always live your life with your biography in mind.”




“Dad's Theory of Arrogance--that everyone always
assumes they're the Principal Character of Desire
and/or Loathing in everybody else's Broadway Play.”


Have to plead guilty here. I think the first, in part, helps us feel that what we do means something. That it is part of a whole, has a beginning, an end and a middle and is followed up by someone who cares about these otherwise so often insignificant details that make up our lives. As for the second part, drawn to an extreme, it puts in perspective all those bad hair-days and embarassments speaking in class and saying something silly. SUCH ARROGANCE. Who even cares, who even notices? Why do we so often assume other people's thoughts circle around our successes or our failings?

Hazy Sunday ramblings on the subject, but I find it very interesting. I enjoy living life with "my biography  in mind", I can start "adding soundtracks" to especially picturesque moments in my life and I can imagine that rock bottoms serve some bigger purpose when it's part of my story and at the end of the book it will have been a stepping stone for something better. Like I said. Hazy Sunday ramblings. Now: back to studying.

Currently reading: The curious incident of the dog in the night-time

Picked up a copy of this book a few months back, for 1 SEK in a thrift shop. ONE SWEDISH KRONA. It is so ridiculously little, what can you even buy for that these days? A piece of gum? Barely... but, books, apparently! Brilliant. Anywho - finished Outliers (loved it, will update you on that one & my thoughts on Gatsby later this week, I promise). No idea whether this book is good or not, it was a completely random purchase. But I guess I am about to find out.

Currently reading: Outliers

Finished The Great Gatsby. Continuing with this book; I actually started it a while back, but then I bought To Kill A Mockingbird and got distracted... But the book is extremely intriguing! Am like halfway through it, and it's living up to what I've heard people say about it. Will elaborate when I've finished it. It's a good read though, non-fiction; check it out!

Just read: Les Liaisons Dangereuses

I won't be lengthy, but a few words seem justified as I truly enjoyed the book. I think I have a weak spot for stories of the sort: a bit dark and twisted, with a touch of conspiracy, manipulation, and decadence. Not sure what this says about me...ha, but it made for a good read nonetheless. Notable is that the translation into English was very good, not that I've read the original version in French, but you can always tell when you're reading a bad translation...

The book is made up of letters between a number of people who all have some link to each other, and they all become entagled in the cruel and selfserving schemes of the Vicomte de Valmont and the Marquise de Merteuil (whose plots and letters make out the foundation of the story, sets off the ripple effects), who out of boredom turn those in their surroundings into their pawns in games of seduction and revenge.


“Truth to tell, the longer I live, the more I'm tempted to think that the only moderately worthwhile people in the world are you and I.”

“I've distilled every thing to one single principle: win or die.”

"I should have as much difficulty in believing him to be a good man on the strength of the single circumstance you relate, as I should in considering a man of excellent reputation on the grounds of a single fault, to be vicious. Mankind is never perfect in anything, no more so in wickedness than in virtue"

"It is not a question of using the right words: one does not arrange them in the right way. Or rather one does arrange them, and that is sufficiently damning. Read your letter again. It is so beautifully composed that every phrase betrays you."

"The secrets of love, especially, are so delicate that one cannot let them out in that way on their own. If one does sometimes allow it, one should not lose sight of them; one must somehow see them safely home. Oh, come back, then, my beloved friend: you see how necessary your return is. Forget the thousand reasons that keep you where you are, or else teach me how to live where you are not."

"...let us not deceive ourselves, the charm we think we find in others exists only in ourselves, and it is love alone that confers beauty on the beloved."

Currently reading: The Great Gatsby

Finished Les Liaisons Dangereuses this past weekend, and with exams finally over and done with for now, I am moving on to some Fitzgerald in the form of The Great Gatsby. My cover isn't as lovely as Penguin's but I haven't got a picture at the moment, so feast your eyes upon this one instead.


"I never need to find time to read. When people say to me, ‘Oh, yeah, I love reading. I would love to read, but I just don’t have time,’ I’m thinking, ‘How can you not have time?’ I read when I’m drying my hair. I read in the bath. I read when I’m sitting in the bathroom. Pretty much anywhere I can do the job one-handed, I read." -- J.K. Rowling

In theory, I agree with Rowling. I read whilst I'm walking, when on the tube, brushing my teeth, cooking. The exception though, is having to read other books, books you don't really want to read, which swallows time like nothing else.

I am only halfway through Dangerous Liaisons, as the four books below are stealing my time. Allow me to introduce you all to my current course literature:

1. The Fundamentals of Creative Advertising, Ken Burtenshaw, Nik Mahon.
I rather enjoy this book. We used it in our first course as well, and the book in itself is very interesting and educational, as well as appealing from a design perspective, inside and out. It's refreshing to be taught about communication from people (/authors/books) who actually know how to communicate, or at least know how to apply it. I'd recommend it for anyone interested in advertising and who wants to understand the basics of how the industry works. Another book from the same series, (fundamentals of creative photography) is actually on my Christmas wishlist.

2. Bild & Budskap, Bo Bergström.
This book is brilliant. Of course, since I love photography, I may be biased, but still. The author was actually at uni and had a few lectures with us earlier this term, which too, were great. I was so happy to see this book as part of our mandatory reading, as it provided an excuse for me to buy it (which I would have gladly done anyways, to read in my spare time). It's photography meets advertising as told by someone who's really been a huge part of the industry, in Sweden at least.

3. Kommunikationsplanering, Lars Palm.
A book on communication planning and communication theory, perhaps not the most thrilling read, but very useful and relevant to the course and our current project. Everything in it feels quite applicable, which is good, but I wouldn't be reading it just for the fun of it.

4. Semiotics, Daniel Chandler.
This book has me falling asleep and nursing a death wish. Coming from someone who on occasion (time+a good book provided) can read a book a day, it must be saying something that I've barely made it past the first chapter. Oh dear God. (I get distracted and have unintentionally started counting words; 7 arbitrariness and 2 arbitrary on one page alone. Thesaurus, anyone?)

Julia's Book Blog

If you want more books and more blogging on the topic, I recommend you check out this lovely lady. My gorgeous friend Julia (a.k.a. london-Julia when I'm trying to explain to people which of all the Julias I know I am referring to, hehe). There's no one I'd rather discuss literature with than her, she is truly awesomeness and every book I read she seems to have already read, ha. Yes. Clicketyclick.

Three must reads.

Edith requested a top -five or something, anything- list of must-reads. I don't know if I can actually rank the books (I'll only forget a bunch, I'm certain..), so I am just going to share some books I feel any booklover will cherish. I'll keep them coming, but here are three to start off:

Beware of a long post. You can always just note the titles if you don't want to go as in-depth, since I can't help writing essays it seems, about my most beloved book treasures :)
1. Special Topics in Calamity Physics - Marisha Pessl
One of my most beloved books, of all time. It is an absolutely amazing read. I love everything; from the intricate plot, the first person narrative, the brilliant characters to the ambitious set-up and fantastic writing. I'm not going to deny that I am a bit pretentious, or that I love reading books that make me feel smart. It may sound silly, but this is one of those books that you feel adds to your intelligence, never a waste of your time. Perhaps I also love it because the main character, Blue van Meer, is so clever; a reader, a thinker. It's a book written by a reader, for a reader, if that makes any sense? As soon as I find the time, I'm going to re-read this book. It's one of those books which you will keep finding new answers in, new clues, new depths every time you read it. It wasn't written to be read only once. As for the mystery in it, the author has stated in interviews that all the clues are in there, and that if you want to you can work out all the things even Blue doesn't understand in the end. But enough gushing about how good it is - since I'm including it in the list, that part is rather self-explanatory...

Plot (and I'm quoting the publisher's website here): "Blue van Meer is the precocious only daughter of a dashing and scholarly father. After her mother’s death in a car accident when Blue is six, they hit the road together, traveling between her father’s ever-changing teaching positions in obscure college towns. While Blue’s intellectual gifts have been nurtured by her devoted father, she has never had a real home or friends. Instead, she has been raised on her father’s voice and on the literature and political history that he thrives on.

Enter Hannah Schneider and the Bluebloods, an enigmatic clique at St. Gallway, the private school Blue enters for her senior year. Hannah is the gorgeous, mysterious mentor to a select group of St. Gallway seniors, and she invites dutiful and shy Blue to join them. A film studies teacher, Hannah is alluring and unconventional, “the lone bombshell slinking into a Norman Rockwell,” who treats the students as friends and equals. For the first time in her life, Blue finds herself drawn out of the insular family world she and her father have created, and into the lives of these maverick and beautiful peers.

But after a suspicious death at Hannah’s house, this new world raises some disturbing questions, and Blue’s life begins to come “unstitched like a snagged sweater.” Who is Hannah Schneider and why is she so interested in Blue? Does Blue’s narcissistic father really love constant travel, or is he running away from more than the ghost of her mother? What really happened the day her mother died? Who can Blue really trust?"

The book is comedy, tragedy, mystery, romance, thriller, secrets, and growing up all in one. It is full of cultural and literary references, which Blue keeps dropping. In fact, the entire book is in the format of a course curriculum, the required reading list making up the chapters. This list is in itself another one of my projects: you can find it here, and I am half-actively working my way through it (note: Les Liaisons Dangereuses).


As mentioned, the author is amazing from a pure literary perspective alone. Even if we were to disregard the plot and the characters (which we shouldn't, because they're equally amazing), the language is so beautiful that I could've read it simply for the words.

Quote time! (My books tend to be dog-eared as perfect phrasings have me unable to not fold down a corner to bookmark it.)

“Not returning phone calls is the severest form of torture in the civilized world.”

“He said you couldn't pretend the terrible things in life didn't happen. You can't clean
it up. You keep all the refuse and the scars. It's how you learn. And try to make improvements.”

"You wouldn't believe this, but life hinges on a couple of seconds you never see
coming. And what you decide in those few seconds determines everything from
then on... And you have no idea what you'll do until you're there...”

“Juliet and Romeo be damned, you can't be in love until you've flossed
your teeth next to the person at least three hundred times...”

“No wonder so many adults long to return to university, to all those
deadlines--ahhh, that structure! Scaffolding to which we may cling! Even if it is
arbitrary, without it, we're lost, wholly incapable of separating the Romantic from the
Victorian in our sad, bewildering lives...”

“Funnily enough, it is the subject one dreads talking about at length one
ends up talking about at length, often without the slightest provocation.”

“Dad's Theory of Arrogance--that everyone always assumes they're the Principal
Character of Desire and/or Loathing in everybody else's Broadway Play.”

“It was as if Hannah had sprung a leak and her character, usually so
meticulous and contained, was spilling all over the place.”

“Such things as anguish, woe, affliction, guilt, feelings of awfulness, and
utter wretchedness, the bread and butter of Days of Yore and Russians, sadly have very
little staying power in these lickety-split Modern Times.”

“If all histories have a period known as The Golden Age, somewhere between
The Beginning and The End, I suppose those Sundays during Fall Semester
at Hannah's were just that, or, to quote one of Dad's treasured
characters of cinema, the illustrious Norma Desmond as she recalled the lost
era of silent film: "We didn't need dialogue. We had faces.”

“Always live your life with your biography in mind," Dad was fond of saying.
"Naturally, it won't be published unless you have a Magnificent Reason,
but at the very least you will be living grandly.”

“All happy families resemble one another, but each unhappy family is unhappy in its
own way, and when it comes to the Holiday Season, happy families can abruptly
become unhappy and unhappy families can, to their great alarm, be happy”

2. The Secret History - Donna Tartt
This is another one of my most beloved books of all time. I literally couldn't put it down, and the very first page of the first chapter is dog-eared for the sake of that perfectly phrased first sentence. Aaaah. I can't tell you how brilliant Donna Tartt is as an author. Genre wise, the book is not too different from Special Topics. I think I have a thing for stories that are rather dark, mixed in with a sense of precociousness and ambition (in whichever form?), and written in a first person narrative. And, of course, full of perfect language. Another thing, I've realized lately, is that I enjoy books that start off with the first person narrator reflecting on the story as he/she is at the very end of it, before he/she starts at the very beginning to tell you (the reader) about it all. It leaves you with hints and clues to a puzzle, and the whole book consists of pieces falling into place. Same thing with this book, it starts off with a prologue which has you on the edge of your seat because you are so intrigued, as you start reading, to see how things will progress from point A to point B. Even if, in a sense, it provides you with the ending, with answers, uncertainty is replaced by a sense of fatality.

Ok, plot (again copied): Truly deserving of the accolade a modern classic, Donna Tartt's novel is a remarkable achievement--both compelling and elegant, dramatic and playful.
Under the influence of their charismatic classics professor, a group of clever, eccentric misfits at an elite New England college discover a way of thinking and living that is a world away from the humdrum existence of their contemporaries. But when they go beyond the boundaries of normal morality their lives are changed profoundly and forever, and they discover how hard it can be to truly live and how easy it is to kill.

Again, we are talking brilliance from a pure literary perspective. But even more so than Special Topics, all the characters are so complex. They have so many sides to their personalities, and the way Tartt walks you through them changing and developing in such a believable manner is impressive and terrifying at the same time, considering where they end up and how easy it is for the reader to accept the reality and probability of their moral decay and extremities. Due to learning instantly, in the prologue, that one of the six friends in this highly unusual group so obsessive and detached from reality, will be murdered by the other five, the story walks us through understanding why. With care and steady escalation, Tartt justifies the deed with such skill that it is all dauntingly believable.

I can't not go all quote crazy on you again:
“Does such a thing as 'the fatal flaw,' that showy dark crack running down the
middle of a life, exist outside literature? I used to think it didn't. Now I think it
does. And I think that mine is this: a morbid longing for the picturesque at all costs.”

“I suppose at one time in my life I might have had any number of stories, but
now there is no other. This is the only story I will ever be able to tell.”

“Could it be because it reminds us that we are alive, of our mortality, of our
individual souls- which, after all, we are too afraid to surrender but yet make us feel
more miserable than any other thing? But isn't it also pain that often makes us most
aware of self? It is a terrible thing to learn as a child that one is a being separate from
the world, that no one and no thing hurts along with one's burned tongues and skinned
knees, that one's aches and pains are all one’s own. Even more terrible, as we grow old,
to learn that no person, no matter how beloved, can ever truly understand us. Our own selves
make us most unhappy, and that's why we're so anxious to lose them, don't you think?”

“The first duty of the novelist is to entertain. It is a moral duty. People who read your
books are sick, sad, traveling, in the hospital waiting room while someone is dying.
Books are written by the alone for the alone”

“I suppose the shock of recognition is one of the nastiest shocks of all.”

“For if the modern mind is whimsical and discursive, the classical mind is narrow,
unhesitating, relentless. It is not a quality of intelligence that one encounters
frequently these days. But though I can digress with the best of them, I am
nothing in my soul if not obsessive.”

“It is easy to see things in retrospect. But I was ignorant then of everything but
my own happiness, and I don’t know what else to say except that life itself seemed
very magical in those days: a web of symbol, coincidence, premonition, omen.
Everything, somehow, fit together; some sly and benevolent Providence was
revealing itself by degrees and I felt myself trembling on the brink of a fabulous
discovery, as though any morning it was all going to come together–my future,
my past, the whole of my life–and I was going to sit up in bed like a
thunderbolt and say oh! oh! oh!”

“It's a very Greek idea, and a very profound one. Beauty is terror. Whatever we call
beautiful, we quiver before it. And what could be more terrifying and beautiful,
to souls like the Greeks or our own, than to lose control completely? To throw off the
chains of being for an instant, to shatter the accident of our mortal selves?"

“One likes to think there's something in it, that old platitude amor vincit omnia.
But if I've learned one thing in my short sad life, it is that that particular
platitude is a lie. Love doesn't conquer everything. And whoever thinks it does is a fool.”

“Are you happy here?" I said at last.
He considered this for a moment. "Not particularly," he said.
"But you're not very happy where you are, either.”

3. Never Let Me Go - Kazuo Ishiguro
It has been quite a while since I read this book (quick note: the film adaption that has come since may be very beautiful from a purely cinematographic point of view, but story-wise it has nothing on the book. Which is fair enough, it's hard to convey this amount of detail onto the big screen, but if you felt a bit so-so about the film then don't let that put you off from reading the book.), but I remember finishing it in one day simply because I couldn't put it down. It must be said, that when it comes to purely the literary aspect, Ishiguro's writing doesn't quite measure up to Pessl or Tartt, but although I'm not folding down corners for quotes in the same way (or perhaps it is so clean because I was plowing through it so obsessively...), it isn't bad or anything of the kind, just less quotable, I suppose. That said, the book is more focusing on its' story. And what a story. It takes a while, if you have no background info on the plot, to figure out what is going on. Where are these children? What is happening to them? But as pieces start falling into place, it is so, so heartbreaking. I don't cry to movies, I rarely cry to real life, and I cry to deserving books only occasionally (How horribly cold it sounds when put so blatantly, haha. Anyways...). But be assured that this book did bring out a few tears.

"A page-turner and a heartbreaker, a tour de force of knotted tension and buried anguish" (Time).

: Check out this review
"Never Let Me Go follows the story of 3 students at Hailsham, a secluded boarding school in England. The school, at first, seems like any other boarding school. However, Ishiguro deftly reveals the differences between Hailsham and the rest of the world and the reader learns what makes Hailsham special slowly, at the same pace as the students."

The story is beautiful and heartbreaking, as are the characters, as Ishiguro guides us through stories of a life too short; a story of love, memory, friendship, mortality, fragility, and trying to keep hope alive as innocence slowly dies.

“Memories, even your most precious ones, fade surprisingly
quickly. But I don’t go along with that. The memories I value
most, I don’t ever see them fading.”

“It had never occurred to me that our lives, which had been so closely
interwoven, could unravel with such speed.”

“The problem, as I see it, is that you've been told and not told. You've
been told, but none of you really understand, and I dare
say, some people are quite happy to leave it that way.”

“It was like when you make a move in chess and just as you take
your finger off the piece, you see the mistake you've made, and there's
this panic because you don't know yet the scale of
disaster you've left yourself open to.”

Ok, it is now 2 a.m.
Please bear this in mind when navigating through this ramble of a post. Happy reading!

Currently reading: Les Liaisons Dangereuses

Starting this book today. I have high hopes.

Just Read: To Kill A Mockingbird

Just finished reading To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee. It has been on my 'to read'-list for a while, and I was definitely not disappointed. I am always impressed with those who manage to produce a fantastic book using a first person narrative. Many authors tend to either not do the narrating character justice, by adjusting the character's personality in order to get the plot out, or because of the narrator's subjectivity, not do the story justice. Lee, however, managed to write the whole story from the view of little Jean-Louise Finch, aka Scout (who is six at the beginning of the story, nine when it ends), staying true to the perspective of such a small girl without ever making you feel as if you're missing out on anything "grown up" when following her surroundings.

Also, it is a slow-paced story, without ever being mundane or actually feeling slow. The best kind, simply put! I love stories where the majority of the plot takes place within character development, but not for that sake being eventless or dreary in terms of the actual plot. There may be all these things going on in the world where the characters live, there may be drama and action and all of that, but somehow these things become secondary to the people. I won't lie, a well-written, well-developed character is so much more of a turn-on than than the most intricate of plots. It is especially obvious when you're nearing the end of a book, and you're able to look back, and suddenly just realize how much the characters have matured since you started, how their history has shaped them, what, how and why they think the way they do as opposed to the way everything was in the beginning. I love looking back on the first chapter after I've finished a book, especially when the first chapter actually started at the end of the story. It reflects on events that have yet to be explained to you, and then when you look back upon finishing, those last few pieces fall into place.

Another thing that I love in this book, are all the truly nuanced characters. No character is permitted to become an implausible stereotype; no character is all good, or all evil, or even unsurpassably brilliant. There is defeat and compassion in undeserved and unexpected places. An unsympathetic Aunt Alexandra isn't just written off as "a bad guy", she isn't even just a conservative and narrowminded adult bully, no, she may have her ways which make her appear extremely unlikeable to a six year old girl (and thus to you, as the reader), but as the book progresses she is a good example of a character who you begin to understand without her ever becoming a cliché.

And just to actually include something on the plot, for those of you who are not familiar with the book, it is set in the American South in the 1930's, and focuses on a series of events taking place in the small town of Maycomb. The characters which the story focuses on are the people that play a big role in the life story of Scout, even though she isn't necessarily the heroine per se of the events that make up most of the book. The book 'explores the issues of race and class', nuanced by a struggle to understand and implement justice, honour, pride, and compassion in a society still incredibly prejudiced.

On the back of my copy, it says:
"No one ever forgets this book"
And I don't believe I will.

Finally, because I am a lover of words and phrasings and quotes, see below:

"I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the
idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand. It's when you
know you're licked before you begin, but you begin anyway and
see it through no matter what."

“They're certainly entitled to think that, and they're entitled to full
respect for their opinions... but before I can live with other folks I've
got to live with myself. The one thing that doesn't abide by majority
rule is a person's conscience.”

“I think there's just one kind of folks. Folks.”

“Atticus told me to delete the adjectives and I'd have the facts.”

“When a child asks you something, answer him, for goodness sake. But
don't make a production of it. Children are children, but they can spot
an evasion faster than adults, and evasion simply muddles 'em.”

“Any writer worth his salt writes to please himself...It's a self-exploratory
operation that is endless. An exorcism of not necessarily his demon, but
of his divine discontent.”

“Neighbors bring food with death and flowers with sickness and little things
in between. Boo was our neighbor. He gave us two soap dolls, a broken
watch and chain, a pair of good-luck pennies, and our lives. But neighbors
give in return. We never put back into the tree what we took out of it: we
had given him nothing, and it made me sad.”

(I should try and digress less, I'm aware.)

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Everything Books.

So here's a whole blog for me to let out my inner book nerd. How fabulous! Since I read almost solely in English, it feels a lot more natural to write in English as well, hope no one minds. There's not a lot to look at yet, but currently, there are four categories that will start filling up. They're really rather self-explanatory, but nonetheless, here goes:

Currently reading - updates as to what I'm reading right now, books I've just started etc.
Just read - books I've just finished, usually with some sort of opinion, description or in more ambitious cases, one might even find something resembling a review. Risk for rambling.
Books to love - general book recommendations. As I found the list grew much to long when I tried to make a single post with all my favourites, I thought I'd instead give them their own category, and I can share my best books with you as we go along, even if they're not what I'm currently reading or even read recently.
Everything books - basically everything else. This will most likely turn into my little corner of general opinions and quotes, if I'm not mistaken.

How very organized, do you not agree? Let's see how long this lasts...