Decision to buy this book was based solely on the fact that it was by a Scandinavian author, Norwegian to be precise. All the other circumstances were against it.
I found it in a dark and forgotten corner of a publisher's booth on the Belgrade Book Fair this year, with a few other titles, sold for just under 1 euro. A hundred dinars, it's a pretty symbolic price for books, implying that sales for the lot weren't so good and it was to be rid off.
So, my knowledge of Norway stops at Oslo, fjords, Nordic skiing and cold weather, embarrassingly, but for some reason (or many reasons) my instincts say Scandinavian = good. And my instincts were right so far and I spent hundred dinars well. So far I've really enjoyed the book and it's a rest for my mind after the brutality of GoT.
I didn't google the book or the author, I wanted to read it without any prejudice and I hope I'll keep loving it.