Where has this Peter Hoeg been all of my life?

Like many other readers here, I discovered Hoeg after devouring his “Smilla’s Sense of Snow’’ in the early 1990s, caught up in an early hint of the storm of ravenousness, which would envelop Stieg Larsson’s Girl series, as if the idea that Scandinavians could write thrillers was somehow brand new. (When in fact, Maj Sjöwall and Per Wahlöö had been producing them since the 1960s.)