Did I tell you that Mike and I finished Christmas shopping before Thanksgiving this year? It was the best thing we've done in a long time. Also, it's really cold here in Arizona. Well, as cold as it gets, anyway. I am happy to report that we have yet to use our heater. After months and months of unbearable heat, I just can't bring myself to pump hot air into the house on purpose. Instead, I've been enjoying some good books on the couch snuggled under a blanket. Here they are, in no particular order:
The Forgotten Garden. This book reads like a mystery. It is the story of a woman who is searching for her grandmother's unknown past. It goes between Australia and England, the turn of the 1900s to nearly present day. It was unexpected and enjoyable.
Peace Like a River. This one reminds me of the kind of book you have to read in High School, but that doesn't mean I didn't like it. It is narrated by an 11 year old boy, who, along with his miracle-working dad and tough younger sister, is searching for his older brother who is on the run from the law. I didn't think the story was particularly appealing, but it is told so well.
Rebecca. This book was first published in 1938, and was later made into an Alfred Hitchcock film, if that gives you any indication of what kind of story it is. It is kind of creepy, kind of sad, but very well written and interesting. The young, inexperienced, and new Mrs. DeWinter comes to live at Manderley, her husband's huge estate. The impressive house is still under the shadow of the previous Mrs. DeWinter, who met a rather tragic end. I found myself rooting for the new Mrs. DeWinter (her first name is never mentioned) and hoping for a happy ending. I've never seen the movie, but I certainly enjoyed the book.
Stealing Athena. While a work of fiction, this book is based on the exploits of Lord Elgin, a British Earl who took vast amounts of Greek sculpture and art from sites like the Parthenon and transported them to England at the turn of the 19th century, as told by his young wife. It also jumps back to the time of Pericles, the man behind the building of the Parthenon. I wish I had read it before I went to Greece or saw the works mentioned in the book in the British Museum in London. It doesn't have the happiest ending, but I believe it stays true to the historical facts.
The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society. This was by far my favorite of the bunch. You must read this book. It was wonderful. Written as a series of letters between the main character, an author named Juliet, and her friends, publisher, and members of a literary society on Guernsey, it tells the story of the German Occupation on the island during WWII. It was touching and sweet and funny and sad and happy all at the same time. Also, it made me want to jump on a plane to Guernsey immediately.
Outlander. Before I read the books pictured above, I labored over the Outlander series (7 books, in all). Let me tell you, it was an accomplishment. Those books are long. I should have stopped after the first two (
Outlander and
Dragonfly in Amber). They were by far the best. The rest were rather mediocre and sort of ridiculous, but I had to see the story to the end (even though I am sure Diana Gabaldon has a few more books up her sleeve, and I am sure I will feel compelled to read those as well, darnit). The series starts in England in the 1940s. The main character, Claire, finds herself tumbling back in time almost 200 years, where she must make a new life for herself. The first two books are intense-- like I had to take a mid-paragraph break and walk around the living room for a minute on a few occasions, and they aren't for the faint of heart. There is quite a bit of romance (i.e. sex), some violence, and a little bit of gore. But if you want a page turner, the first two books in the series are for you.
Have you read any of these? What did you think?
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