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This is rather good.

This is slow going.

A book hangover coupled with too many books to chose from means I'm finding it hard to settle on a book today.

One New Year’s Day I climbed over the wall closing the village and ran away to Osaka, but the tanner sent two men to fetch me back. They underestimated my skill with knives. No man saw, but She saw, She drew me…day by rumour by crossroads by dream by months by book, she urged me west, west, west.
David Mitchell The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet

'It's Alright,' said Stephen, 'The guns have stopped.'
'It's not that,' said Weir 'it's the noise. Can't you hear it?'
Now as he listened, he could hear what Weir had meant; it was a low, continuous moaning. He could not make out any individual pain....As his ear became used to the absence of guns, Stephen could hear it more clearly: it sounded to him like the earth itself was moaning.
Birdsong, Sebastian Faulks.

Bloody hell this book is brutal.

I'm loving this though the tempo of the book has changed again; slowing up this time.