A mother and son go on a reconciliation cruise in the Mediterranean. A woman has a breakdown at Heathrow. And someone else witnesses an accident on the bus driving through Oslo. The characters in Ylva Østby's playful debut novel wrestle with the same questions no matter where they are in the world: Who are we in relation to other people, and in relation to our own memories? What is true and what is real?
An initial praise to the author: These texts are fiction. She has exquisite use of literary means, linguistic imagery, asssociation and motives. In her best stories she shows us that "less is more". I predict a great future in fiction for Ylva Østby.
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