I have never done bean shelling, but I know that there are activities which do not bother me too much, and while doing them my hands work automatically and my thoughts can drift away where they want. For me, such activities are dishwashing and... running. They perfectly help me to prepare a work plan, set my impressions in order and digest everything that happened lately.

When my kids saw the book I was reading recently, they asked – "Really? A guy sits, shells beans and tells his life story and... nothing happens?" Yes .... exactly. "A treatise on Shelling Beans" is only a life story, but it is written in such a way that you cannot put the book down. I read it in small doses so as not to finish it too early.

There are some people who can talk nicely. They can talk equally entertainingly about chilling adventures and funny everyday stories. Wiesław Myśliwski can do it like nobody else. The words create the story on their own, one thread follows another, digression follows digression and they complement each other. Such people you listen to with pleasure, and you never have uncomfortable silence.

After reading many spooky crime stories I needed a break, something fresh and new. I found it reading "A treatise on Shelling Beans". It is a calm story about life, a summary of days gone by, a reflection on whether we influence our life or it is simply a combination of coincidences and different conceptions of destiny. You will not find adventure or surprising twists in the plot, but only a heart wrenching life story. There is something of memories from hot summer afternoons, grandparents' stories by the fireplace and family anecdotes passed through the generations. Everyone will find something from their own life. The man in the story is always a man with strengths and weaknesses, with feelings, thoughts and choices.


Children can be cruel. They can wound with words better than anybody, and only those who have felt this can say how deep the gashes are and how long they affect our life. Sometimes I think that children and teenagers are worse than adults, who have the good sense to hold back their words. Some people can deal with cruel words; they don't pay them any mind. Sometimes, words only ruin one's mood, but they can also motivate us and lead to life changes. Sometimes, the light scars stay for a long time and are opened up again with any scrape and don't let you function normally.

Santa Claus got my daughter the book "Pasztety do boju" ("Piglettes") by Clementine Beauvais. In a light-hearted way, this book shows the problems of modern teenagers. Three teenage girls are the main characters. They are the winners of an internet competition to find the ugliest girl. Each of them tries to deal with the stigma in their own way. Initially, they treat the final result of the competition as a disaster. Fortunately, only at the beginning, because the combined efforts of the Piglettes ends with success. With the whole world against them, the girls go on a bike trip to Paris. Together they beat the odds, arrange, prepare and realize their plan, but above all they become friends and support each other.

The blurb says that it is a funny story about adolescence and accepting yourself. I agree with what the book is about, but I have doubts about its comic value. I understood it somewhat differently. After all, it is book for teenagers. But for me it was laughter mixed with tears.


When I read "I'm Travelling Alone" by Samuel Bjork a few weeks ago I wondered whether his next book would be equally good, and I was not disappointed - "The Owl..." is even better. Fast-flowing, gripping action and heroes I already knew from the first part guaranteed a few exciting evenings this time as well.

In a pentagram of candles on a bed of feathers lay a murdered young girl. This almost theatrical scene is the beginning of a gripping thriller. Leading the investigation, Mia Kruger and Holger Munch from Oslo homicide must once again confront a murderer who seems to be perfect in his insanity. Horrific movie scenes of the murdered girl and her assassin in a uniform of feathers, delivered by a hacker, give all police department workers a chill. Brutality and severity seems to be the most gentle description of the movie's creator. When the investigation ends in deadlock, Mia's sixth sense connects the murder with the will of a rich ship owner. His son can inherit the wealth only on the condition that his wife will not have her own children. You can guess that the woman did have children...

As in "I'm Travelling Alone" we find here a thread that ties the case to the police officers leading the investigation. Once again Munch and Kruger will race against time, nerves and their own demons. The divorced Holger cannot live with his loneliness and cannot communicate with his adult daughter, who is weighing up changes to her hitherto stable life. Mia, acting on the edge of waking and sleeping, fights against depression and addiction to alcohol and pills. I wondered sometimes whether without these drugs she would be so perceptive and keen. Do we dare to imagine the opposite? What would she be able to achieve if she were not inhibited by alcohol and drugs?


Recently, with more and more wariness, I reach for the next Scandinavian detective story. If you think of the most awful crime, scary circumstances or sophisticated torture methods you will find them in one of these books. Crimes which cause children and elderly people to suffer are for me the most harrowing. I found both situations in the "Sezon niewinnych" ("I'm travelling alone") by Samuel Bjørk. Only the fact that it is an excellent novel which is difficult to put down allowed me to read it from the cover to cover. I felt exactly the same when I read "Klara i półmrok" ("Klara and the Twilight") by Jose Carlos Somoza. On the one hand I felt disgusted and angry, so I closed it every few pages, and on the other hand it drew me like a magnet, so I opened it again and read on. This time it was similar. I turned page after page, equally fearing what the next one would bring and eager to find out what would happen next.

The bodies of two six-year-old girls are found in a Norwegian province. The setting looks like a stage design. The girls are clean, well-tended and clothed in dolls' dresses. They have school bags and airline tags round their necks with the information: "I'm travelling alone". Carved into their fingernails are the numbers I and II. The detective Holger Munch and Mia Krüger, his subordinate with a sixth sense, investigate the murder. She discovers that it is connected with an unsolved matter concerning the six-year-old kidnaping of an infant, and the numbers suggest that the girls won't be the last victims. Mia and Holger work against the clock, the murder and the police officers' own demons leading them by the nose.


I bought the book "The smell of other people's houses' by Bonnie-Sue Hitchcock for my daughter - our bookworm. The school holiday is the time when she reads books wholesale, and she is able to read everything I suggest. I take advantage of this and buy or lend her books which are especially for teenagers as well as set books, so that we will have less work during the school year. The thing that intrigued me about this book was its remarkable title. Now that I have read it, I don't know who it is aimed at. Is it for teenagers or maybe for adults who want to understand their children? I think that it should be read first and foremost by those who don't even try to understand young people. The book presents the typical problems young people have in the difficult and inhospitable surroundings of beautiful Alaska, which, like in reality, partly have their roots in our adult life. They result from differences in our characters, and from a lack of empathy and communication.

Have you ever noticed that every home smells different? Our food, flowers, pets and cosmetics create a domestic smell which is most often associated with love and safety. However, there are also homes which have a different smell and leave young people with childhood memories connected with uncertainty, peril or threat. Longing for a home with a mum, clean sheets and love, fomented in particular by a different scent, strict rules and the lack of any feelings, teenagers feel the need to look for something new. Sometimes they find and fill the emptiness, but sometimes they happen upon a substitute, which when it disappears leaves a permanent mark and changes their life forever.

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