It was Silk by Alessandro Baricco (so yeah, only 91 pages). I've decided that when I'm home from University I'm going to start picking a random book off my Mum's shelf and reading it. I'm trying to read more this year, not to reach a particular goal but just to find more of what I love, and discover some new favourites.

This book could not have been more of a surprise. It was almost a 'mini epic', as oxymoronic as this sounds. The writing was so precise and still managed to be vivid and poetic. I also feel like I learned something about the silk trade in the 1800's. I'll probably re-read it in a few years, especially as it's so short.

Has anyone else here read it? What did you think? Any other books by this author I may like, or maybe something by someone else that might tickle my fancy?