No mires debajo de la cama de Juan José Millás

Now, what a strange book. A first I thought I’m gonna give it up entirely – but after long and boring part 2, I guess I got an acquired taste.

Just to explain – part 2 is about living shoes. Thoughts and pains and ramblings of shoes and subsequently legs separated from the bodies – and later, people dying of fear by just looking under the bed, hints that thoughts may kill (or not?) and that certain things repeat themselves.

Part 3 I loved – dynamic enough for me – and part 4 I suffered through, just to see where it ends. Page 207.

Strange book, by all accounts – however, it gave a name to this blog, huh – people steal, well, I stole