I've finally completed reading this book by Guillaume Musso. While it was somewhat violent at times, I still liked how it ended. I think I'll go back to reading books in English for now, though. Or maybe I'll change my mind and start on another book in French.
In any case, it's at times like this that I feel like I can do anything. Strange how finishing a book can make me feel this way, but it's true.
Since I was somewhat far from finishing this book that I started ages ago (last November), I decided to finish reading this before I continue reading Les Miserables and the Kite Runner. Since I'm at 85% right now after spending some time on it, I guess I've gotten that much closer to my goal.
P.S. I don't know why, but it seems that I'm still not used to reading books in French. Maybe that's why it takes so long for me to finish one.
so-soHo adorato poter rivedere e rileggere di Madeline Greene, così come ho amato conoscere Gaspard. Questo libro è come una scatola cinese: misteri dentro misteri. L'unica pecca è la lentezza della trama, che non si addice per nulla a Musso!
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