The Girl Who Fixed The Umlaut

The New Yorker has a fantastic parody of Stieg Larsson’s (translated) writing style: There was a tap at the door at five in the morning. She woke up. Shit. Now what? She’d fallen asleep with her Palm Tungsten T3 in her hand. It would take only a moment to smash it against the wall and shove the battery up the nose of whoever was out there annoying her. She went to the door. Read more