Category: Books
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Gifted – Poignant and strangely haunting
I grabbed Nikita Lalwani’s Gifted from my local library’s fall sale. The cover appealed to me and I checked the blurb at the back and it resonated. I added it to my list of books to read as I research setting my story partly in India and partly in the US. I read the book…
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What She Left Behind – Cross generational tale well told
I started What She Left Behind by Ellen Marie Wiseman after dinner. I settled in, a throw over my lap, the baby monitor humming by my side. The story hooked me, reeled me in and kept the pace up. When the monitor awoke with angry cries, I pleaded with my spouse to pick her up.…
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Luckiest Girl Alive – Stellar writing and a taut story line
I pick my books the way I browse the grocery aisle. I scan, double back and pick things that call my name. I also scan the ingredient list carefully looking for markers that signal ‘that’s not for you’. I also hate to go shopping so I make sure I load my cart up when I…
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Letters to my daughters – Books!
This summer is in its last throes. Like a last gasp before the chill steals in, the air is oppressive. The three of you are cooped up in the house. Between pretend play, a million cries of ‘I am bored’ and ‘Can we watch TV?’ we have managed to spend more than eight weeks together.…
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Island of a Thousand Mirrors by Nayomi Munaweera – Book Review
Brilliant debut novel. Searing, bold writing on the Sinhala Tamil conflict.
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Every Last One – Book Review
If you catch yourself thinking about snippets from a book when you least expect it, chances are the book is a good one. I read Every Last One on an impulse this past week. This is my first Anna Quindlen book. Usually I read author bios, read reviews online before I commit to a book.…
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One more page
It is 7:30 PM. I hear whining from the sofa. Another two hours before I can curl up and be lost in blissful sleep I think. My feet hurt from being up all evening. I load the dishes. Time slows to a crawl. Another half hour later, the twins hug good night and head upstairs.…
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The Fault in Our Stars
Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. This is a recurring line in the book and sort of encapsulates what the book was for me. It is that kind of book that if I read the second and third time, various sentences will pop out, loaded with meaning based on whatever my personal circumstance is…
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The Lowland – Reflections
The story starts with a description of the Lowland and somehow you feel desolation fill within you. The story ebbs and flows with the two brothers and their wife. As the chapters alternate between the characters and flip back and forth in time, you are caught in it. By the time the novel reaches its…