"On the Calculation of Volume II" by Solvej Balle. I really enjoyed the first one with its surreal, haunting quality, but I thought I didn't want to read the others in the series as it was pretty good as a standalone. But I was in a bookshop and there it was*... It's more of the same, which is great but it's less rewarding because there is less to be revealed in this volume. I really, really don't need the third volume. Or the fourth. Famous last words, I expect...
Next up, "Forbidden Notebook" by Alba De Cespedes which is a recently redscovered thing from the 1950s. It didn't occur to me when I was buying it, but I'd be willing to bet it has a big Elena Ferrante vibe and that's why it's being published again. I was lured by the attractive cover...
*are other people completely unable to leave a bookshop with buying something?