Last Year was a Long Night

In Last Year was a Long Night we follow the wanderings of a nameless protagonist through Oslo’s underworld, a realm where alcohol, drugs, tall tales, superficial acquaintances, dirty money, one night stands, fights and tragic destinies throng together, staggering from bar to bar through the wintry night. And like a dark shadow hanging over it all: a dead father, an unusual childhood and a crippled romance.

Excerpt:

I want to catch a bus that leaves in twelve minutes, call my Dad and be finished with that by the time we get downtown, make a short stop at Robinet, where I get a special discount since I used to work there, order half a pint and two fingers of Fernet, try to steady my nerves, send a text to Pettersen and get him to make a small delivery, pop in to the crapper and pee through my arse, snort a couple of fat lines, feel better, kiss the mirror, order another round, roll my eyes and grin while I lie through my grating teeth to people I hardly know. I’m out of the door in less than a minute, I just get up and go.