I first came across Jan Wolkers when the New Yorker reviewed the translations of his novel, Turkish Delight. Since it was sexually explicit, I had to read it! I greatly enjoyed it. It turned out to be a wonderful love story with the love-story appropriate tragic ending. So, I googled Jan Wolkers to see what he looked like. It turns out the book is kind of autobiographical. Olga was real; he was also a sculptor and the sculptors he made of her still stand in the Netherlands. Wolkers, as it turns out, is one of the four greatest modern writers in his home country. I looked at Turkish Delight again on Amazon. It got exactly 14 reviews! 14. None of his other works have been translated into English that I could find on Amazon. As I'm currently being ignored or rejected by agents, I feel if I'm in this kind of company, let me stay 😀
