Lie With Me

Probably not a good thing to finish this book while I was in a very busy coffee shop with lines snaking around where I was seated. I felt claustrophobic by the surroundings and the book I just finished reading made such a tangled mess of emotions. Somehow, I wished for a better ending, not just for the characters in this book, but for all of us, whether in the shadows, invisible, or not.

If there's one fiction to read this year, it is this: Lie With Me by Philippe Besson. Translated by Molly Ringwald. (Yes, the actress from Sixteen Candles and The Breakfast Club.)



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  1. citybuoyJanuary 3, 2020 at 7:12 PM

    Ooh! This looks interesting. Thanks for recommending. And who would have thought Molly Ringwald does translation work?

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    1. The AngelJanuary 28, 2020 at 11:19 PM

      Yes! Her translation is heartfelt. Tagos sa puso.

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