The Glass Room

A splendid story, revolving around a architectural work of art and the people who inhabit it. From the twenties through the WWII to the fall of the commies, with a wonderful knack for sadness and melancholy.

The only real downside was the sadness and weight of it all, the portrayal of Weltschmerz which really had the potential to sink in deep down, was always quickly followed by a sensual scene which felt out of place.

I am torn between just thinking this book was OK and really liking it! Throughout my reading I kept thinking to myself “why am I still reading this, I am not enjoying it” but I couldn't seem to stop reading. I never connected with any of the characters, yet I had to keep reading to see what happened to them. I don't think I have ever came across a book that confused my feelings so much. LOL