Channeling Faulkner

It's hot...and it's not even summer yet. All I can say is that the oppressive humidity started yesterday, but at least then there was a wicked breeze (like a föhn wind rather than the Mistral)to keep the warm air flowing...oppressive...like a communist regime, yet bearable.

What does this have to do with Anna K.? Well, aside from it being crunch time at work and having several irons in the fire that need immediate attention at my work place, it also means I have been distracted by lighter fair of late. It's spring ennui. Chalk it up to the second book in the Millennium trilogy by Stieg Larrson (The Girl Who Played with Fire) and the latest Jen Lancaster book (My Fair Pretty).

I promise once work is done I have a weekend vacation planned to go climb a mountain and as the usual side passenger in any vehicle with family on vacation, I am taking Anna K. with me and shall deeply delve into psyche of the Russian aristocracy.

In the meantime if possible I will try to at least post some initial thoughts on the characters and use of names and family trees in trying to decipher the characters of this great novel.

Now back to work, silly autobiographical non-fiction, and suspenseful Swedish thrillers...I'm telling you...it's all because of the weather! Peter Mayle back me up on this!