2005 books
Jostein Gaarder, The Orange Girl, 2003
Apart from unexpectedly turning out to be one of those 'posthumous letters from father to son' affairs, I can't really see why this story was considered interesting enough for publication, even for a children's book. Concerning the identity of a mysterious girl who turns out to be none other the protagonist's mother, it has a one-dimensional track from which it never digresses, and the point of the journey was lost on me. Nice dustjacket, though, which is what attracted me in the first place, but what lies between the covers was ultimately disappointing.