Took me a few months to finish Karl Ove Knausgaard's first book in the My Struggle series. That in no way is a true measure of how good or bad the book was, it's just that some parts of the book were easier reads than others either because it got dry in places or it hit home too hard and I would have to put it down for a day or two before getting back to it. It's supposed to be a fiction and yet reads like an autobiographical account of his life, like a diary. There's been controversy over the same and his family I hear has sued him for it because he uses their real names. Book 1 in this series touches upon Karl's childhood (teenage years, school, ), his relationship with his stubborn, alcoholic, traditional thinking Dad who he lived with alone, jumps to the time he's married and his wife's pregnant when he gets news of a death in the family and him coming to terms with it.
Next up - either Kafka on the Shore or Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell.
