Read his poems/stories, mostly centered on childhood. No reading the first installment of his "magnum opus": Septology. Dense, slow, back and forth, over and over. Different. You'll hardly ever come to a full stop. Thus far I'd say I prefer his countryman, Dag Solstad. Still, I'm reading with interest. Better viewed as a long poem. A good repository for his opining on Christianity and everything else. Sample: But it doesn’t really make sense, he says and I say no it doesn’t, that’s for sure, it’s a paradox, as they call it, but then again aren’t both he and I paradoxes too just standing here, because how do the soul and the body go together, I say, and Åsleik says yes who can say and then we stand there and neither of us says anything and then I say that the cross is already a paradox, with those two lines that cross, the vertical and the horizontal, as they say, and that Christ, yes, God himself, died and then rose again to conquer death, he who came down to eart...
