One million or bust.
As the cranberry farmer boys used to say, "Thanks for your support."
I was dreamin when I wrote this. Forgive me if it goes astray.
I've never met a woman who didn't expect you to read her mind.
Men are guilty of many, many sins...but not of that one.
9 years ago I read The Students of Spalato and fell in love with István Tamás. I tried to find more of his work, but there wasn't much out there. I finally found another novel--
--and ordered it, but for reasons unknown I never got around to reading it.
Until today.
311 pages of Hungarian wonderfulness begin to infiltrate my brain today.
Day 1 (DDRD 3,224) August 31, 2026
Read to page 22.
I'd only read a few (8) pages before I found this:
Day 2 (DDRD 3,225) September 1, 2026
Read to page 75. It's looking like a masterpiece. And it's amazing how effortless it is to read this book. It's more like watching a movie, actually. You just sink into the words, see the scenes play out, and when you look up to blink twenty pages have gone by.
I need more István Tamás in my life.
Of Belgrade, where this novel is set: "Belgrade is one of the most destroyed cities due to its strategic location, which has led to it being battled over in 115 wars and razed to the ground 44 times throughout its 7,000-year history." (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Belgrade)
Yowza.
Day 3 (DDRD 3,226) September 2, 2026
Read to page 156. Which--how dud that happen?--is the halfway point.
115 pages in...and not yet finished for the day...and it hits me that just a short while ago, the very able soldier Nikola was a boy and a would-be writer. Talk about growing up fast. And then I remember that once I was a 19 year old soldier, and though not at war, it was often a frightening and stressful slice of life.
Day 4 (DDRD 3,227) September 3, 2026
Read to page