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I’m a crime fiction junkie, but I actually read Jo Nesbo for the sake of the characters and the dynamics between them. The main characters are as ruggedly butch as alley cats, but they possess a sensitive side and a true appreciation of women. Meet Detective Bob Oz. He’

When life’s storms rage fiercely around you and you’re plunged into an emotional crisis, your mind is too busy and your heart too full to read. You’re focused on survival—every cell in your body is working hard to gather hope, to believe in a good outcome.

Books one reads while travelling—especially during an exciting sea voyage—are taken in piecemeal and remembered in fragments. There are simply too many distractions. Coherence eludes you. You remember moments rather than plotlines. That was the case for me with Entitlement by Rumaan Alam— which is not a story

I sometimes think I understand why women weren’t allowed to publish novels in the bad old days when the world belonged to men. Men probably thought: Better keep them quiet; what if they tell how we treat them? That’s what I think while reading stacks of books by