I was reading Orhan Pamuk’s The Museum of Innocence when the new Keith Richards book so rudely interrupted me. But as rude interruptions go it was a pretty damned good one. Now, I’m back to Pamuk.

I’ve read My Name Is Red, and Snow, two books that blew me away. The Museum of Innocence hasn’t blown me away, yet slowly it sucks me in as if I’m holding a vortex in my hand.

I doubt if a time will come when I won’t read the latest Pamuk novel.

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