I went through a Sherlock Holmes stage when I was a preteen.
More recently I had downloaded an
omnibus edition of Holmes mysteries to my Nook account for practically nothing
since the stories are well out of copyright.
It wasn’t until now that I revisited one of the tales that I read years
ago, one of the signature titles, The Hound of the Baskervilles. I only remembered a vague notion of the plot,
so it was definitely worth taking up
again. There's a wonderful sense of place on the dark
moor with the dusty ancestral home. It’s
a clever plot and the character of Holmes is unforgettable and survives the
decades.
The latest book by the author of The Kite Runner reads like a collection of short stories, but they are all interconnected. The link between stories isn’t always immediately apparent and there are some diversions that take the reader far from Kabul, and sometimes confusingly so (the detour to Greece was interesting, but a bit disconnected from the rest of the storyline, I thought). There were some great narratives—one in particular that I think was worth the whole of the book— a story about Afghani-American cousins, Idris and Timur, who return to Kabul to attempt to regain an ancestral home, abandoned after the Soviet invasion. While Timur goes out and carouses and flaunts his American wealth, Idris spends most of his time showing charity to a young girl in hospital, a victim of an unspeakable act of violence which leaves her in need of surgery in a western nation. Idris, himself a doctor, promises to arrange the needed medical intervention, but when he returns to the US, the...

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