There’s been much said about Orhan Pamuk’s Nobel prize winning novel, “My Name is Red”. Therefore I’ll keep this post short. I strongly recommend you to read it, along with The New Life or The White Castle. His is a quite unique style, especially in this novel where the story is revealed from so many perspectives of characters with interconnected lives.
It’s strange that a book that theoretically ends well can leave you with a powerful feeling of sadness. Maybe it is the thought that not everybody is safe and sound, that some are marked, deeply, forever. That they have to carry around their scars, the obvious and the hidden ones.