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The Best 11 Book Club Reads EVER!!! April 30, 2010

Yes, that’s right – 11! For two reasons: 1) I couln’t narrow it down to ten 2) I thought 11 was an interesing enough number that would get your attention (it worked, didn’t it?) ;)

Now that’s out of the way, I will explain that these 11 books are the best book club reads in my opinion. Over the years I have been a member of a few bookclubs – both online and face-to-face and I have tried to include books that got the most stimulation discussions. Some were so fantastic for debate that we were discussing them for weeks or even months afterward, some of them were loved by some and hated by others but all provided lively chat and food for thought.

Here I am sharing some of my favourites with you.

 

The Big 13

1) First up is We Need to Talk About Kevin by Lionel Shriver. This is the book that made our book club run well over time and was still being rased and talked about and compared for months after we read it. It is an utterly fantastic book. I found Shrivers style took me a while to get into the flow of the book at first, but once I found my rythem I couldn’t put it down. The book is about a teenage boy called Kevin who kills a number of his class-mates in a shool killing. The story is narrated by Kevin’s mother who writes a series of letters to her husband who is no longer with her and she talks of before Kevin was born and how she felt when she got pregnant and when Kevin was born through to the aftermath of the killings.

What makes this such an interesting book is the nature vs nurture debate. Kevin’s mum admits that she wasn’t especially maternal and never quite bonded with Kevin as a baby. There was a clear divide in our group that we didn’t realise towards the end of the discussion: most of the members who were parents blamed the mum, and most of those who were not parents thought Kevin had been born that way (me included). There is no clear answer to this question and one of the most interesting things is deciding what you believe based on the evidence.

A seriously great book for a book club and a twist at the end that will have you gasp out loud (I guarantee it!). Please, please let me know what you think if you read this – I’d love to know your take on it.

 

 

2) The Book Thief by Markus Zusac is next up. I have read this book with both online and face-to-face book clubs and it got the same reaction at both – most people loved it!

This book is narrated by Death and follows the story of a young girl, Liesl, who growing up in Germany in WW2 . She is orphaned and sent to live with a family on Himmel Street. The book brilliantly captures living during such a difficult time, with a family who aren’t hers, through hiding a Jew in the cellar, through watching people she loves die. She also steals books wherever she can (as they are so scarce). The relationships in this book are so brilliantly drawn that most people (even grown men) admitted to shedding a tear or two at the end (me? I bawled my head off!).

Makes a great discussion and again was one that lingered through subsequent months.

 

3) The Little Stranger by Sarah Waters. OK, I confess that I haven’t actually read this as part of a group but there were quite a few people reading it at the same time as me on various blogs and there were some fantastic discussions going on in the blogosphere about this book.

Set in the 1940′s, on the eve of the NHS in rural England, a Doctor visits an old stately manor to see a maid who was complaing of stomach pains. When Dr Farrady digged a little further it turned out that the maid wasn’t ill at all but trying to get sent home as she was afraid of things “going bump in the night” (and day!) in the house. Farrady strikes up a friendship with the house members (of whom there are only 3 left) and becomes embroiled in some very strange goings on.

The real taking point is at the end of the book. It appears that Waters has left her readers to make up their own minds about what was really going on in the house but there are some great theories flying around that makes this a good read for debate.

4) Blindness by Jose Saramago is in at #4. I first read this is the Goodreads group The Next Best Book (which has over 5000 members and is run by my lovely friend Lori). I picked it up to read as there was so much discussion and enthusiasm around this book at the time. What a read! I was umprepared to love it so much but I honestly couldn’t put it down.

This book is amazing, incredible, breathtaking. It was recommended to me and once I started it  I was barely able to put it down. This book earned a place in my top 5  books of all time and deservedly so.

The story starts with a man in his car at traffic lights who goes suddenly blind. He is helped home by a stranger, who a few hours later also goes blind. Within a few days the blindness has spread round half the city and also those afflicted are herded up by the government into a disused mental assylum and left alone. The wards quickly become overrun with filth and chaos ensues. In the middle of this, though, we get to know a handful of characters very well and it is really their story that we follow through the neverending days, lack of food and riots. The whole story is told through long paragraphs of uunbroken text. There are no quotation marks, hardly any punctuation and none of the characters are given names. But it works!

This book has so much to discuss and I also read it with my face-to-face group and it sparked real mixed reviews which made a great talking point. One of my favourite books!

 

5) All Quiet on the Western Front by Erich Maria Remarque. I read this with my group many years ago but it still sticks in my mind. The whole group, without exception, loved it and was very moved by it.

It is set in WW1 and written from the German point of view. The difference is – there is no difference. Those soldiers had the same fears that our soldiers did, the same hopes and dreams. There is no them and us; only frightened boys on the front line doing as they are told and not really knowing why.

Tender, shocking, tragic and sad but ultimately one of the best books I have read.

 

 

6) Ethan Frome by Edith Wharton. I read this before discussing it at a face-to-face group but was really eager to join in with the discussion. This book had two camps – the lovers and the haters. I was a lover! This book is one of my favourites ever.

Wharton has the most amazing talent to pull me right into her stories as though I am there right with the characters. Starkfield (where the book was set) – brilliant name for such a place; it was just that – freezing, barron, snow-covered, lonely. But this is quite possibly one of the most romantic love-stories I have ever read: it’s so real you can almost touch it. It’s tangible and it’s tragic. This book, despite the fact that it’s only 100 pages long, took me a couple of days to read. I just had to savour every word and re-read passages over again.

It’s clearly not a book for everyone based on the fact that it split the group but it certainly got us talking and debating as to why. Some people found it too bleak, I found it just beautiful.

6) Perfume: The Story of a Murderer by Patrick Suskind is in at six. This is one of the weirdest books I have ever read but also one of the best.

Survivor, genius, perfumer, killer: this is Jean-Baptiste Grenouille. He is abandoned on the filthy streets of 17th century Paris as a child, but grows up to discover he has an extraordinary gift: a sense of smell more powerful than any other human’s. Soon, he is creating the most sublime fragrances in all the city. Yet there is one odor he cannot capture. It is exquisite, magical: the scent of a young virgin. And to get it he must kill. And kill. And kill.

This book went down really well in our book group (although not everybody liked it). The strangeness of the book was its genius for me. It got a great conversation going – especially the ending (which you will NOT see coming!).

 

7) The Road by Cormac McCarthy. This is another one that I first read for The Next Best Book Club on Goodreads. This one, however, got a completely split reaction: lovers and haters. I LOVED it!

I read this book in a day – I just found it impossible to put down. Although it’s bleak I found it to be written in a gentle, almost dream-like way which I loved. The story is of a man and his son (whose names we never learn) who are travelling south during the harsh, post-apocolyptic winter. They set off along the road with their cart and all their worldly belongings in it. We never find out the reason that the road and the fields and whole cities are burnt and abandoned; we are left the imagine for ourselves if it is due to war, asteroid etc.

It is a fabulous book and whether you love it or hate it I can guarantee that it will spark plenty of discussion – there’s so much to talk about with this book.

8) The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood. Another dystopia novel – they really do generate some great banter though. This is another one that went down really well with out book group; in fact it won “book of the year” the year we read it.

The really interesting thing about this book is that although it is meant to be set in the America of the future (Gilead) it really could be so many countries today (think Afghanistan, Iran, Iraq to name a few). When I first read it back it the early 90′s I took it at face value – I saw a world in the future that I thought was possible. When I read it again 15 years later (and having been exposed to the aftermath of 9/11 and the war in the middle east) I was able to draw so many parallels with the world today.

Thumbs up for this group read!

9) Wild Swans by Jung Chang. I nominated this book for our book group back in 2004 because I was about to go to China on holiday and wanted to read some more of the history. Some people were dubious about reading it as it is such a thick book and it’s non-fiction but it ended up one of the most popluar books were read as a group.

This book is written by Jung Chang and she recounts her life and that of her mother and grandmother before her during some of the most turbulant times in China’s history. Her grandmother was a warlord’s concubine, her mother was in a prominet position in Mao’s communist party before being denounced and Jung herself marched and worked for Mao until the doubts crept in. What these three generations of women lived through is so beyond belief at times that you think that it could only be fiction.

All agreed that this book was well worth the time and it is one that you won’t forget in a hurry either.

 

10) The Vanishing Act of Esme Lennox. Another one from the face-to-face book group that was enjoyed by pretty much everyone.

This is the story 2 young girls, Kitty and Esme, growing up in the 20′s and 30′s in first colonial India and then in Edinbugh when their parents move back home. They are sisters who share everything and love each other very much yet one is the dutiful, polite, home-maker type and the the other is the slightly rebellious younger sister who wants to stay on at shcool rather than marry a nice boy. After a series of events (which include trying on her Mothers clothes of all things!) and a shocking incident that happens to her, Esme (the younger sister) is sent to a lunatic assylum and dissowned by her own family and where she remains for the next 61 years.

What a discussion this provoked! The rights of women (or lack of them), the things that could get you locked up back then (over half of us agreed that we wouldn’t have stood a chance in those days) and the shame that surrounds supposed mental illness. All that wrapped inside a brilliantly told story.

 

 

11) The bonus book! And I’m cheating with this one as I have never actually read it with a group despite my many pleas over the years. This book is BRILLIANT! It is one of my favourites of all time (in my top 3) – why oh why don’t people want to read this? (I know at least 2 readers of this blog who will back me up on this – Virginie and Lua, help me out with this!)

In The Magus by John Fowles young Englishman, Nicholas Urfe, accepts a teaching position on a Greek island where his friendship with the owner of the islands most magnificent estate leads him into a nightmare. As reality and fantasy are deliberately confused by staged deaths, erotic encounters, and terrifying violence, Urfe becomes a desperate man fighting for his sanity and his life. The Magus is a book that really messes with your head -  filled with shocks and chilling surprises and so many twists that every time you think you have it sussed you are thrown way off course again, this book is as thought-provoking as it is entertaining.

I demand that you all read this book! It is pure brilliance and would make such a fantastic group discussion – the only problem would be where to start!


Some truly great books there for you to check out. I have chosen them as being the ones that created the liveliest debate and discussion as well as being great reads.

Have you read any of the above? Will you share with us all what you thought about them? Do you agree or not agree? And of course, if you do go away and read any of them (in a group or on your own) please do pop back and tell us what you thought – I can’t wait to hear :)

 

Boof’s Whisperings: Eenie Meenie Minie Moe April 28, 2010

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Help me!

Maybe it’s because the sun has moved into Libra or Pisces or something , or maybe it’s because the tide has turned but for whatever reason I appear to be completely unable to make a decision today!

What’s going on?

Since the weekend I haven’t even started anything new to read (I know – I must be getting a fever or something, it’s the only explanation!). I have read about 100 pages worth of about 10 books and I just can’t stick to one. I can’t even decide on a genre or era or style. One minute I want something light and breezy (a chicklit or another Mary Wesley), then I want French lit, then a mystery – no, definitely not in the mood for a mystery – then I want something long and epic to really get my teeth into and then I think that’s not a good idea if I’m in such a fickle mood. I have in fact managed to narrow it down to two books right now, but ask me again tomorrow and the likelyhood is that it will be something different.

To change theme or not to change theme

This is where I need your help please. I am thinking about changing my blog theme. I like the colours of this one but the font really bugs me and I’d quite like a 3 column one too. I found another theme that I liked and changed my blog last night. This morning I changed it back. I just can’t decide!

So, here’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to let you lot have a say! Here is the link for the new theme (for anyone who reads this before I change it over). What do you think? I need your help! :)

 

Boof’s Blah Blah Blah’s April 26, 2010

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A very bookish weekend

I feel like I’ve been away for ages, but it’s only actualy four days. I’ve just got back from a long weekend away with my parents, my brother and his wife and two young children and Mr Whisperer in Staithes, a tiny fishing village on the North Yorkshire coast. We all  stayed in a cottage together and actually had fantastic weather! Hurray! I had a lovely time buiding sand castles and racing on the beach with my neice (3) and nephew (7 months) and I even managed to get a few pages of my book read while chilling with an icecream or three.

 

 

 

 

Goth Weekend in Whitby

The seaside town of Whitby is only 11 miles from where we stayed in Staithes and I LOVE Whitby. What we didn’t realise when we went, though, that it was actually Goth Weekend this weekend. Goth Weekend is an event where goths from all over the UK and even abroad descend on the town of Whitby – it’s the most amazing sight. Everywhere you look there are people dressed in the most weird and wonderful outfits – some of them are so elaborate that you have to stop and stare. There were hearses too with coffins in the back and skulls and spiders all over them and and horse and carriages pulled by jet black horses with huge plumes of feathers on top of their heads.

 

 

 

 

Goth-weekend (I have since found out) is an bi-annual event that started in 1994 and Whitby was chosen as the town where it would take place because that’s where Bram Stoker is reputed to have set his famous novel Dracula there.

Aside from  goth-watching and stuffing my face with fish and chips and the famous Magpie Cafe, I also managed to do a spot of book shopping (as is the law when on holiday). I slipped off down a side street near the harbour to pay a visit to a lovely little second-hand bookshop, a new book shop round the corner and when I came home I had some lovely brown packages waiting for me. Here’s what I got:

  Whitby Books

A Sensible Life by Mary Wesley (just read and loved another of hers so I was deleriously happy to find a copy of this)

Aimez-Vous Brahms by Francoise Sagan (I really enjoyed her more famous Bonjour Tristesse so when I found these 3 books all together I had to have them)

Sunlight on Cold Water by Francoise Sagan

A Fleeting Sorrow by Francoise Sagan

Daughters of the House by Michele Roberts

I also managed to nip into the new book shop round the corner and pick up the following:

 

Miss Marjoriebanks by Margaret Oliphant (to read for a group read in May)

Little Boy Lost by Marghanita Laski (recently read The Victorian Chaise-Longue and really enjoyed it)

Books from Publishers

 

The Shadow of Your Smile by Mary Higgins Clark (anyone who reads my blog regularly can guess at my euphoria at getting this book! Woop woop!). Thank you to Simon and Schuster for my copy.

White Woman on a Green Bicycle by Monique Roffey (shortlisted for the Orange prize). Thank you to Simon and Schuster for my copy.

The Many Deaths of the Firefly Brothers by Thomas Mullen. Thank you to Fourth Estate for my copy.

The Private Memoirs and Confessions of a Justified Sinner by James Hogg. Thank you to Oxford University Press for my copy.

The Confession of Katherine Howard by Suzannah Dunn. Thank you to Amazon Vine for my copy.

Hedwig’s Journey by Frederick van Eeden. Thank you to Holland Press for my copy.

A little spree last week

I also managed to squeeze in a little spree last week after a client meeting in Leeds. One of the bookish people I follow on Twitter had told me to go to Headingly and buy books and drink coffee. Not wishing to be rude, when I found myself in that neck of the woods I duly obliged and came away with some real gems for next to nothing (and of course went for coffee afterwards to admire my new friends):

Quincunx by Charles Pallister

O Caledonia by Elspeth Barker

The Play Room by Olivia Manning

The Doves of Venus by Olivia Manning

Therese by Francois Mauriac

The Water of the Hills by Marcel Pagnol

Did anyone get up to anything interesting this weekend? Anyone buy any books? ☺

 

 

 

Book Review: Part of the Furniture by Mary Wesley April 22, 2010

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 The Blurb:

When Juno Marlowe finds herself caught in the middle of a London air raid, she is quickly rescued by an elegant gentleman who offers her shelter and a mysterious invitation to his father’s country estate. The next morning he is dead, and she is once again alone with nowhere to go. At seventeen, Juno is used to feeling invisible, but now, without family and friends, she finds herself desperately in need of companionship, some warm clothes, and above all, a life as more than part of the furniture. How Juno finds this and more is beautifully related in this irresistible novel from one of our most enchanting writers.

What I thought:

This was my first Mary Wesley. It was a battered old paperback that I picked up from a second-hand bookshop – I was drawn to the cover which made me feel summery. I loved it. Wesley’s style is so unlike any other author I can think to compare it to sparse and to the point. There is no room for flowery prose in this book but yet its simplicity and matter-of-factness drew me right in and I really cared about the characters.

The book starts with seventeen-year-old Juno who has just seen her two childhood friends off to war in 1942 and she is wondering through the blackened streets of London with nowhere to go, when she is pulled inside a house by a stranger during an air raid. The stranger offers her a bed for the night but when she wakes up he is dead. Some weeks later, after living almost rough in London she boards a train to Cornwall to deliver a letter from the dead man to his Father. When she arrives at Copplestone’s Farm she is welcomed into the fold without question. I don’t want to spoil the rest of the book, not because there are any spectacular twists involved but because it’s fun to follow Juno in her journey.

I just loved the characters, all of them who were easy to warm to in some way. The bluntness and ‘frightful poshness’ of their speach was interspersed with humour, some of which had me laughing out loud.

 

“Are you staying for supper?”

“If I am invited.”

“Could you call off your Mosley [dog], he is rogering my bitch.”

 

I thoroughly enjoyed this book; more than I expected to in fact. Mary Wesley has written many more books (some of which I also have at home) which I fully intend to read sometime soon. I would recommend this book for frazzled brains – something gentle to sooth the soul. And an ending that had me hooting with laughter!

 

 

 

On this day in… April 21, 2010

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1910

Mark Twain died. Twain was born Samuel Longhorne Clemens in Florida on 30th November 1835 and died aged 74. Twain is best known for his Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn series of books but he in fact wrote many more (some under other aliases such as Josh).

Did you know?

Mark Twain had an asteroid named after him. The asteroid is called 2362 Mark Twain and was discovered on September 24th 1976.

 

 

On this day in… April 20, 2010

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1820

Patrick Bronte, his wife Maria and their six children – Maria, Elizabeth, Charlotte, Emily, Branwell and Anne – moved to Howarth Parsonage in West Yorkshire. Jane Eyre, Wuthering Heights and The Tenant of Wildfell Hall were all written there.  

1912

Bram Stoker, author of Dracula, died. Stoker who actually wrote over 20 books is almost exclusively known for Dracula which was published in 1897.

 

 

Boof’s Blah Blah Blah’s April 19, 2010

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♪♫ Here comes the rain again ♫♪

I am reminded of that old Annie Lennox song as a lovely weekend of BBQ’s and country walks in the sunshine comes to an end and Monday morning in Yorkshire dawns wet and miserable. Pah!

Anyone get up to anything exciting? Mine was pretty lazy – just the way I like ‘em!

Mini Shopaholic cover revealed

Anyone who knows me knows how crazy I am about the Shopaholic series and I cannot wait for the new book to be released in September. I have read every book written by Sophie Kinsella – her books are my ultimate comfort reads and make me laugh out loud. I am so looking foreward to the latest edition in the shopaholic series to come out – it appears that Minnie is every bit as shopping obsessed as her mother! Hurrah!

I won!

Back in January I entered a competition to win a signed copy of Robin Maxwell’s new book O, Juliet and also a gorgeous leather journal from La Bella Vida & Company on Robin’s blog.  

 
 

O, Juliet by Robin Maxwell

Leather Journal

The competition was to write a love poem. Now I am no poet, I assure you, but I really wanted to win the book and the journal so I decided to go for it. I had forgotten all about it as I hadn’t heard anything but this week I had an email from Robin to say that I had won! I was stunned but really happy (obviously!). As I say, I am definitely no poet (you’re about to read the evidence to support that claim) but what I wrote was how I felt about meeting Mr Whisperer eleven years ago:

How did you know?
The rain became prisms upon petals
The wind became the breath of the mountains
The frost became the cobwebs of silver spiders
I knew you were on your way
Flowers laughed their shy, silky giggles
Leaves danced in the mountains breath
My new reflection shone in the silvery panes
I knew you were on your way
When did I learn to breathe again?
When did I remember how to see?
When did I know how to feel alive?
You were here

 

Daphne du Maurier challenge

I came across this new challenge yesterday and have joined up. I have only read one du Maurier book (to my shame) but I have an entire box set at home that keeps whispering my name from the shelf so really this is just the excuse I needed to get going with her others. The challenge is hosted by Chris at Book-a-rama.

Has anyone else read any Daphne du Maurier books? Which are your favourites? Which should I start with?

  

 

 

Book Review: Retribution by Jilliane Hoffman April 14, 2010

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The Blurb:

“A law student is raped and tortured in her own New York apartment by a masked man. Still in emotional hell 12 years later with her looks and name disguised so the perpetrator – whoever he is – cannot track her down, she has become one of the state prosecutors in Florida and faces in court a psycho arrested for the most gruesome serial killings of women. Immediately she recognises his voice. The plot storms along from peaks of terror to resoluteness to anguished nightmare, with just enough love interest to give moments of respite from the macabre. A dream of a debut thriller.”

What I thought:

Absolutely brilliant! This is the first book by this author that I have read and I plan on tracking down her others now. A gritty, no holds barred book that grabs you from the off and makes you question what you think you know.

The story starts with Chloe, a young law student from New York who is brutally raped in by someone who is waiting for her in her appartment when she gets home from a night out right before she is about to take the Bar exam. The rape scene is not for the feint of heart, not because it goes into too much detail about the physical act but because it is played out before the readers eyes with breath-holding tension. From the word go we have our bad guy, the evil person who has destroyed the life of an innocent young girl in terrifying detail and from that point on we want him caught – we want to see him get his just deserts!

Fast forward 12 years and Chloe (or CJ as she is now known) is now living in Florida as a highly successful Prosecutor and she is about to be handed the case that could send her career into orbit. “Cupid” has been terrorising the women of Florida for the last 4 years (with his victims always suffering the most appalling fate) and the police have just caught him! Or have they? I don’t want to give too much away as it’s far better to read the book yourself, but it’s sufficient to say that naturally the story won’t be as clear cut as Chloe had hoped when she recognises the voice “Cupid” and she has a tough decision to make.

I loved this book. I do love me a good thriller / mystery and this was up among the best for me. Grit, suspense and drama all in one. Love it!

 

Boof’s Whisperings: I’m Freaking Out! April 13, 2010

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OK, not strictly true. I am no longer freaking out right now, but I was! I had the bookish-freaks over the weekend, over my first Readathon weekend no less. Yes – sweaty palms, hot flush, severe state of panic and all because………I couldn’t find anything I wanted to read! “Arrrrrrrrgggggghhhhhhh!!!!” Now, I understand that to a mere mortal this little episode may seem somewhat banal or maybe even curious (something to be poked and prodded under a microscope perhaps – “is this girl for real?”) but to a bookaholic it truly feels like the world is ending. How can I not want to read anything? Fortunately, it lasted no longer than 24 hours. Unfortunately, it occured on the weekend of the 24-hour Readathon.

It did get me to thinking though. Thinking about all the bookish freak-out’s that I am periodically cursed with:

Exhibit #1

The “I don’t feel like reading anything!” syndrome

Have you ever been surrounded by a mountain of books and still can’t find anything you want to read. You pick one up, a book that only yesterday you would have orbited the moon to read such was your excitment and anticipation for this beauty, only to discard it back onto the shelf whence it came with and sigh and a heavy heart. What starts as lethargy quickly descends into blind panic as you survey the growing mound of discarded books around you. “What’s wrong with me?!!”. I have even been known to read several pages of at least 10 books in a row and then have to deal with the guilt of them all looking woefully in my direction in their freshly assembled heap of cousins as I frantically flip the pages of another, willing it to be the one!

Exhibit # 2

The review-copy mountain

Ahh, the thing that is guaranteed to give any book blogger the shakes! Review books! Now don’t get me wrong – I LOVE review books. I LOVE being contacted by authors and publishers asking if I, me, Boof, would like to read their book. Who me? Really? I’ve only been blogging since December and I still love the thrill of getting that email with descriptions of some as-yet undiscovered gem that hasn’t even hit the shelves. And then when they arrive on my doormat, all wrapped in brown (courtesy of my NBF of course) staring up at me like a child to its mother in that instant bond of adoration, it is like all my birthdays have come at once. I rip open the package and coo, stroke, sniff, and smile lovingly at my new beauty. All is well with the world. Then I go upstairs. And I spot them. All of them. All staring at me forelornely and whispering “I thought you loved me?”. Yep, it’s all my other review copies. Each one anxiously waiting their turn. And I panic! I freak out! How am I going to read all these? What about my own stuff that I really want to read too? Will I let the publisher down if I don’t read it now? What if I don’t like the book? What if I can’t finish it? How will I get the time to read them all, alongside my day job, eating and sleeping? Should I forego a few nights of sleep or maybe skip a few meals? No, I can’t do that – so when then? You see, I’m FREAKING OUT!

 

Exhibit # 3

The “I’ve got 5,000 books on my shelf but the only book I want to read is the one that another blogger just reviewed and raved about, and I want to read it NOW!”

Ah, another familiar story. I perhaps don’t actually have 5,000 books on my shelf (maybe only 4,000 ;) ) but despite this, why is it always the one that I haven’t got the one I that I absolutely HAVE to have right now! Yes, this happens a lot. It’s the only book that will do. In a feverish frenzy I scour the pages of Amazon and Goodreads looking at reviews of said book, reinforcing to myself that I am right and this is the book I absolutely have to have now. “Everyone says it’s great, they love it, I can’t miss out, I can’t not have it, what if a giant asteroid hits the earth this weekend and then I’ll never know what happened, what if this is destined to be my favourite book and I never got round to reading it, I must have it, I must, I must, just click the proceed to checkout button, go on you know you want to, you’ll feel so much better, ramble, ramble, inchoherant blathering…..”

Exhibit # 4

The five book pile that refuses to narrow down

So I’ve come to the end of my book and I decide to peruse my shelves and remind myself of the delights that await me. I feel like reading some Victorian literature so off comes 3 hefty Dickens tomes. Or maybe a historical fiction book, it’s been a while since I read about anyone at the guillotine. Off come a couple of Jean Plaidy’s and a Phillippa Gregory. Oh, how about a good mystery? I love a good mystery! Down come a few Mary Higgins Clark and some Val Mcdermid for something a little grittier and ooh, don’t forget that new Jo Nesbo as afterall I loved his last book. Oh, wait, it’s been ages since I read anything set in China and that’s one of my favourite genres. I’ll just grab that new Peter Hessler and maybe an autobiography from the cultural revolution era. Or maybe a chicklit – when was the last time I snuggled up with a single woman and her cat renovating a house and falling in love with her nextdoor neighbour? Ages ago, that’s when. Off come the Katie Ffordes and an Isobel Woolfe. Ahhh, that ought to do it. Only 14 books to narrow down.

OK, so maybe not the Dickens, that would take me weeks and there are just too many books. That leaves eleven. Maybe not the cultural revolution memoir either, I need something a little more uplifting. Ten. I’ll put some of the Katie Fforde’s, Mary Higgins Clark and Jean Plaidy’s back too, I only need one by each. Six. OK, the Jo Nesbo too – I just read one of his, so time for a change. Five.

Five.

Five.

Five!!!

Why can’t I narrow it down? I want to read them all now!

Three hours later:

Here endeth my bookish freak-outs (for now). What do you freak out about?

You can read my other Whisperings here.

 

The (un-secret) Diary of a Readathon Cheerleader! April 10, 2010

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And we’re off!

1:37pm:

I’m half an hour late but I am blaming that squarely upon the shoulders of my iPod Touch which I have been trying to load my new audiobooks on to for today (in case my eyes go skewiff from looking at too many pages!)

First up is Hell’s Belles. I got it yesterday in a prize I won and thought it would be just right for today.

More soon…

7.44pm

Oh my goodness, I have been so bad at keeping up with my cheerleading diary. I have been doing the rounds of my team of cheerleaders (who are cheering on Team Shelley) and interspersing it with reading my own (and cooking a BBQ in the back garden – well, it is just about the first day of sun we’ve had in over here this year!). I am really enjoying my book, Hell’s Belles (loving it so far but only read 100 pages). I’m hoping to get some more reading (and cheering) done when Mr Whisperer has gone to bed tonight. How is everyone else doing? Thanks for the lovely comments!

 

9.43pm

I won a prize, I won a prize! I was chosen at random in hour 7 as one of the cheerleader prizes and got to choose 2 brand new shiny books! I have chosen The Bride Collector by Ted Dekker (love a good thriller and I saw this on someones blog recently) and also The Scarlet Contessa by Jeanne Kalogridis. I just love winning books – it’s on my list of favourite things to do ;)

How are you all still hanging in there? I really need to pick up some pace now. I am about to make myself a strong coffee and snuggle up on the sofa with the cats and some chocolate buttons (yum!) while Mr Whisperer is shooting the enemy in CoD 5 and leaving me to it – hurrah!

 

11.38pm

Time for a challenge. This one is hosted by Sheila at My Journey Through Books. The challenge is to write a story of 4 or so paragraphs and include 10 book titles in it. So here is my little story:

The Vicar of Wakefield peered over his glasses and his eyes widened. “Hush, hush” he said pressing a long bony finger to his lips, “there is goes again.” He glanced back towards The Professor and whispered “Who goes there? Who is The Little Stranger in the grounds?”

A milky mist hugged the ground as the Breaking Dawn of the new day crept quickly upon them and the Vicar turned from the window, his hand clutched against his breast. “Tell me my eyes deceive me, Professor, for I fear for us. I fear that we walk among evil; I fear we walk even Where Angels Fear to Tread.”  The Vicar grasped at the Professors sleeve and turned his horrified face upwards “Deliver us from evil, My Lord” he beseeched “I see her. Deliver us from The Woman in White.”

 The pale figure glided through the mist as if in time with the dawn Birdsong, her brilliant eyes trained on the very window that they stood. Suddenly the Professor let out a cry that almost startled the very life from within the Vicar.

“Oh!” he exclaimed, “there is nothing to fear here. It is Our Mutual Friend. It is My Cousin Rachel!”

 

And it’s all over

Well, my first readathon ended yesterday and already I have made myself some resolutions for the next one:

1) Be prepared (i.e. get a stack of books ready)

2) Get a blanket, cussions, food and get comfortable

3) Actually read something! :)

 

Boof’s Blah Blah Blah’s April 9, 2010

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Last day of freedom

Ahh yes, I’ve had a few weeks of book-heaven and it’s back to work on Monday. To help me celebrate my last day of freedom in true-bookaholic style I popped out in the car today and drove to a little town where I could sit outside sipping coffee and reading my book in peace, quiet and the spring sunshine. Lovely!

Now, as luck would have it, as I ambled back to my car, what did I spot tucked down a side street? Yes, a lovely old bookshop! What are the chances? (Mr Whisperer swears I have a radar up my backside that bleeps whenever I get within a half-mile radius of one – I think he’s right. Either that or I have an inbuilt homing-device like pigeons have).  Anyway, I was in heaven. There was a gorgeous classics section with some gorgeous oldy-worldy books that caught my eye the minute I walked in and after several minutes hours of careful consideration I chose my favourites.

Meet Princess Saffy Twinkletoes

I have two cats. Two very spoilt and very pampered cats. You are about to meet one of them: Princess Saffy Twinkletoes (or as Mr Whisperer calls her – Princess Saffy Thundertoes as she is rather on the large side). It wasn’t actually my intention for her to get her first taste of fame just yet but apparantly she had different ideas.

Ta-daaaaah! All rise for Her Royal Highness Princess Saffy Twinkletoes.

So, what I was actually trying to take a photo of was four of the books that I picked up today and I am really excited about. It is the 4 books in Lawrence Durrell’s Alexandria Quartet. I have wanted these for so long and can’t believe that I managed to get all 4 of them at the same time. I have heard such good things about these books and can’t wait to dive in. This is what they should have looked like:

Books minus cat

I also picked up some other books at the same shop and I had credit for 3 brand new ones too. It was like my birthday picking all these out!

My pretties!

The ones I got brand new are:

The Small House at Allington by Anthony Trollope

Les Liaisons Dangereux by Choderlos de Laclos

More from the second hand bookshop:

Les Enfants Terribles by Jean Cocteau

Where Angles Fear to Tread by E M Forster

Have His Carcase by Dorothy L Sayers

Strong Poison by Dorothy L Sayers

Was that the end of my lovely day? Oh no!

Two gifts in the post

I received a book that I’d won in a competition over at the blog of the fabulous Amanda – Floor to Ceiling Books. I won a copy of Hell’s Belles by Paul Magrs and as soon as I opened it I wanted to dive straight in (have some other books to read first though). It does look great and I can’t wait to read it.

My second gift was the sweetest card from my good friend Virginie from Goodreads (and who also regularly posts comments on here). She won a copy of Alice I Have Been when I ran a competition a couple of months ago and so she sent me a card to say thank you with a lovely letter inside it and also a whole load of bookmarks and a notebook from Paris. I am thrilled to bits! Thank you Virginie!

Princess Saffy Twinkletoes Part 2

Yes, there is a part two. Apparantly my girl isn’t satisfied with merely posing with a pile of books -she wants in on the bookmark action too!

Note a ginger paw moving in from the top...

....and pounce!

This is the card that Virginie made me herself:

"If I just move in slowly......"

"MINE!!!!!"

And this is the point at which I intervene before my card dies a death by fang!

 

24 hour Read-a-thon!

Are you all ready???? I will be shaking those pompoms full-force tomorrow. Perhaps I had better choose a book to read too………

 

 

Book Review: A Woman’s Life by Guy de Maupassant April 8, 2010

Filed under: Authors,French,Guy de Maupassant,The Victorians — The Book Whisperer @ 5:15 pm

The blurb:

A Woman’s Life (Une Vie, 1883), the most popular and perhaps the greatest of his full-length novels, is the story of the unfortunate Jeanne, a Norman gentlewoman. Avariche and lechary, cruelty and greed, conspire against Jeanne wherever she goes: her husband turns out to be a lavscivious boor, her son a heedless spendthrift. In the end she is forced to sell her old family house just to stay alive.

 

What I thought:

Who would have thought that such a little book (just 202 pages) could incite so many different emotions (on the part of the reader as well as the characters). One minutes I was swooning over landscape and seascape and melting in Maupassants prose, and the next I was wanting to ring the protagonists neck!

The book starts with a young Jeanne who is on her last ever day at the convent school in 1819 and who is desperate to taste freedom and start her life after being cooped up for so long, only being able to stare out of windows and dream what her life will be like when she is finally out in the world. Jeanne’s daydreams are filled with longing and a restless spirit that is aching to see far away lands and nature and finally breathe after all these years at school. Jeanne’s parents (a Baron and Baroness) pick her up on her last day and drive her to Poplars which is to become her home by the sea. Maupassants narrative is so beautiful in parts that I longed to be there too; to experience what Jeanne was experiencing.

“First of all facing her was a broad lawn as yellow as butter under the night sky. Two tall trees rose up like steeples in front of the hous, a plane to the north and a linden to the south.”

“Jeanne gazed at the broad surface of the sea, which looked like watered silk, sleeping peacefully under the stars. In the quiet of the sunless sky all the scents of the earth rose up into the air. A jessamine climbing round the downstairs windows gave a penetrating scent, which mingled with the fainter smell of the young leaves. Gentle gusts of wind were blowing, laden with the sharp tang of the salt and the heavy sticky reek of seaweed. At first the girl was happy just breathing the night air; the peace of the countryside had the calming effect of a cool bath.”

Jeanne’s first few months are spent getting to know her new surroundings and enjoying her freedom and soon she is introduced to a young man by the name of Julien who is a count and after a breif and all-consuming romance they marry. Jeanne starts to pick up clues that all is not what it seemed as early as the wedding night when he forces himself on his new bride but desperately wanting to believe that she has married the right man and stay happy she puts it to one side. I feel the need to note here (for amusements sake) that Julien calls his wifes breasts Mr Sleeper-out and Mr Kiss-me-quick and certain other part of her womanly anatomy The road to Damascus. Fortunatley these aren’t mentioned more than once.

The story is very much about the downward spiral of one woman’s life. We watch Jeanne’s hopes and desires and dreams turn into boredom and frustration and self-pity.

“Suddenly she realised that she had nothing to do and never would have anything.”

“But now the magic reality of those first days was about to become the every day reality, which closed the door on those hopes and delightful enigmas of the unknown.”

“Habit spread over her life like a layer of resignation like the chalky deposit left on the ground by certain kinds of of water.”

“Sometimes she would spend the whole afternoon sitting looking at the sea; sometimes she went down to Yport through the wood, repeating the walks of old days which she could not forget. What a long time it was since she had wondered through the countryside as a young girl intoxicated with dreams!”

Maupassant has such a way with words that he drew me into Jeanne’s world and I felt the same longing she felt. It took me back to days when I had the world at my feet too and thought I could do anything, had no cares in the world – OK so my carefree days were a little different to Jeanne’s as in rather than floating round some big mansion by the sea, it was made up of nights out on the town, no mortgage to pay and a feeling of being able accountable to nobody except myself (ahh, to be so naive once more!).  I do sometimes wonder how I would have coped in those days – one part of me thinks how lovely to do nothing all day other than read my books and take little walks round the garden with my parasol in hand, and the other part thinks but what would happen when you got bored of that? A woman didn’t have a choice then. In those particular circles they were there to look pretty and be seen but not so much heard. How dull!

Despite my sympathy towards Jeanne, not just because of her longing for something else but also because of her brutish husband and selfish son, I still found myself wanting to grab her shoulders and give her a good shake! My God, this woman can make a fuss. Her level of self-pity knows no bounds – we have hysterics, weeping, falling on someones breast and weeping, collapsing on a chair and weeping, we have fainting, panic attacks and wailing. There were times when I wanted to yell “get a grip, love!” at the pages.

“She continually repeated: ‘I have no luck in life.’ But Rosalie would retort: ‘What would you say if you had to earn your living and had to get up at six every morning and go out to work? There are plenty of women who have to do that, and when they are too old to work, they starve to death.’”

Quite!

This book, I believe, should have been translated as One Woman’s Life rather than A Woman’s Life as it is very much about Jeanne and her personal story. 

I read quite a few Maupassant books when I was at school (we studied Boule de Suife and some of his other shorter stories) but it’s far too long since I have read anything else of his. I’m glad I did – it reminded me why I liked him. Recommended.

 

Boof’s Blah Blah Blah’s April 6, 2010

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One party, two trips to the cinema and three chocolate eggs

The Easter break is over and it’s back to work we go. We have been down in London this weekend for my nieces 7th birthday party so we have had a weekend chock full of bike rides, games and cholcoate eggs. We took them to see How to Train Your Dragon in 3D at the cinema and it was brilliant! I am in love with Toothless the dragon.

We also went to see Clash of the Titans (again in 3D) but I can’t say I was overly enthralled. I’m not a massive fan of fighting films but I was really interested in the greek mythology of Zeus and Hades etc. Is it just me or is this common to book geeks: the thirst for knowledge to find out more about what you have seen or read? As soon as we got home I was googling all their names!

Author Interview – I am SO excited!

When I got an email yesterday confirming my interview with this author I nearly screamed the house down! It’s only Mary Higgins Clark!!! I am such a HUGE fan of this lady (if you haven’t noticed yet ;) ) – she is my Queen of the Comfort Read.  She has 44 published books in the crime / mystery genre and I am rather quickly working my way through them all. Here are some of my reviews. I hope you will join me to see what one of my favourite authors has to say shortly.

Cheerleaders still needed

Roll up, roll up! We still need cheerleaders for this weekends 24-hour Read-a-thon. All you need to do is arm yourself with a pair of virtual pompoms and create some noise and excitement about this weekend.

Is anyone going to be joining in the Read-a-thon this weekend? What are you planning to read? I haven’t narrowed my choices down yet – it takes a lot of careful preparation (a little like going on holiday) deciding on the right book.

What I have learnt from reading this week

I have learnt that as many as 1 in 23 people could have synaethesia.

From Wikipedia: “In one common form of synesthesia, known as grapheme → color synesthesia or color-graphemic synesthesia, letters or numbers are perceived as inherently colored, while in ordinal linguistic personification, numbers, days of the week and months of the year evoke personalities. In spatial-sequence, or number form synesthesia, numbers, months of the year, and/or days of the week elicit precise locations in space (for example, 1980 may be “farther away” than 1990), or may have a (three-dimensional) view of a year as a map (clockwise or counterclockwise. Yet another recently identified type, visual motion → sound synesthesia, involves hearing sounds in response to visual motion and flicker.Over 60 types of synesthesia have been reported by people, but only a fraction have been evaluated by scientific research. Even within one type, synesthetic perceptions vary in intensity and people vary in awareness of their synesthetic perceptions.”

I think I may have a form of the number-form synsthesia as I see days and years and dates in a curve and a loop and stretching away from me. Does anyone else do this?

(from blueeyedboy by Joanne Harris)

In my mailbox this week

These are some books that I found in a garden centre near where I live – they sell them at £1.00 each and they are all brand new! I am going back there this week to see what else I can find. I got:

The Good Terrorist by Doris Lessing

The Fifth Child by Doris Lessing

The Little Giant of Aberdeen County by Tiffany Baker

The Yiddish Policemans Union by Michael Chabon

The Camel Bookmobile by Masha Hamilton

She by H. Rider Haggard (I swapped this one on Readitswapit)

These are books that I have recieved from either the author or the publisher. Thank you to Oxford University Press for the 3 Victorian classics (which I can hardly wait to dive into) and to Keren David (author of When I Was Joe) for the above copies.

Zofloya, or The Moor by Charlotte Dacre

Aurora Floyd by Mary Elizabeth Braddon

The Doctor’s Wife by Mary Elizabeth Braddon

When I Was Joe by Keren David

 

Anyone else get any intersting books this week?

 

 

 

Book Review: blueeyedboy by Joanne Harris April 5, 2010

Filed under: Crime/Mystery/Thriller,Joanne Harris,Uncategorized — The Book Whisperer @ 11:28 am

What Amazon says:

“Once there was a widow with three sons, and their names were Black, Brown and Blue. Black was the eldest; moody and aggressive. Brown was the middle child, timid and dull. But Blue was his mother’s favourite. And he was a murderer’. “Blueeyedboy” is the brilliant new novel from Joanne Harris: a dark and intricately plotted tale of a poisonously dysfunctional family, a blind child prodigy, and a serial murderer who is not who he seems. Told through posts on a webjournal called badguysrock, this is a thriller that makes creative use of all the multiple personalities, disguise and mind games that are offered by playing out a life on the internet.”

 

What I thought:

This is probably one of the most difficult reviews I have written in a long while, for two reasons: 1) I am a HUGE Joanne Harris fan; I have read nearly all her books and just adore them - except  for this one  2) I really had no idea what was going on for most of this book.

How do I even explain? Let’s give it a go: The story is narrated by B.B., a loner who spends most of his time on the internet either writing his own personal diary and telling the story of his life as he sees it and also writing fic (stories) on his badguysrock.com – a website that he created himself and attracts a whole array of misfits with their own problems. What is apparant from very early on is that B.B. had a particularly unconventional childhood with a very bizarre family around him. Switching between his private journal and the fiction he writes on badguysrock, we get to see B.B’s life played out before us in all its murderous glory.

Sounds simple enough, right? The thing is, I just didn’t get it. I read somewhere, before I picked this book up, that Harris started writing this and had no idea where it was going and how it would end up, and I’m afraid to say that that is the same feeling I got while reading it. I didn’t get any sense of a plot or purpose for much of it and at times it felt like I was watching someone vent their spleen about…..well, everything. It felt cynical, dark and even bitter but even then I got the sense of it being on the part of the author more than the protagonist.

There were other characters in this book, one of whom – Albertine – also shares her diary entries with us and they give this books some of the unexpected twists that appear more towards the end. Because of the tone and subject matter of the book there are naturally going to be one or two unsavoury characters, but I found that I didn’t like any of them. I couldn’t find a single redeeming quality in anyone who crossed the pages, which made for some uncomfortable reading for me.

It is with a sigh and a heavy heart that I write this review, as (as I said) I am a huge Joanne Harris fan but this book felt like such a departure from her other books that I love so much – even Gentlemen and Players which is also classed as a thriller but which I loved (it was very plot driven and had humour as well as some great charaters and twists).

To sum up: blueeyedboy is not a bad book, it is a different book than I am used to from Harris. There were parts of the book that I really enjoyed and felt that I was getting into, but unfortunately they were outweighed by the parts that were dark and cynical and uncomfortable to me. I do believe that this may have been the point of the book – afterall, can we really believe anything we read on the internet? No, necessarily – we can be anyone we want on the internet; we can invent a whole new persona. It’s just that for me, as a reader, it felt too chaotic, and too much dark with not enough light.

A good read, but not an enjoyable read. Liked it but didn’t love it.

I revieved this copy for review from Louise, publicist for Joanne Harris. Thank you, Louise.

 

 

 

Book Review: The Victorian Chaise-Longue by Marghanita Laski April 2, 2010

Filed under: Marghanita Laski,Spooky,The Victorians — The Book Whisperer @ 11:37 am

What Amazon says:

“It is about a young married woman who lies down on a chaise-longue and wakes to find herself imprisoned in the body of her alter ego ninety years before. It impressed PD James, author of the “Preface”, ‘as one of the most skillfully told and terrifying short novels of its decade.’And Penelope Lively described it as ‘disturbing and compulsive’, commenting: ‘This is time travel fiction, but with a difference…instead of making it into a form of adventure, what Marghanita Laski has done is to propose that such an experience would be the ultimate terror…so Melanie/Milly clings to the belief that she is dreaming for as long as she possibly can; the point at which she is forced to abandon this comfort and search for other explanations is her plunge into nightmare. ‘In the stifling, menacing atmosphere in which Melanie finds herself there is another dark, unspoken theme. Sex. Milly has been in some way disgraced…Once again the chaise-longue is the hinge between the two planes of existence. The site of rapture, of ecstasy – that is the implication…”

 

What I thought:

I tracked this book down a few weeks ago after reading a review on Novel Insights and being curious due to several points: 1) it is partly set in Victorian times 2) Polly (Novel Insights) mentioned a feeling of similarity to Rosemary’s Baby which is a book I read about 20 years ago and loved! I found this battered old copy on the internet and was delighted when it landed on my doorstop. I have since found out that Persephone Books have reprinted it and, gorgeous though that copy is, I kinda like my oldy-worldy copy.

So, on to the book. Short at 124 pages this only took me a few hours to read.  The story starts with Melanie who has been bed-bound for over a year due to having T.B. She gave birth to her son months before but hasn’t been able to see him because of her illness and she is bored and longing to live a normal life again. Melanie has clearly been spoilt and doted on and this is really apparant in the way those around her deal with her. The books beginning is with the Doctor finally allowing her to have a change of secenry and lie on the huge Victorian chaise-longue in the drawing room. Melanie recounts how she found the seat in a antique shop and was immediately drawn to it although she was unable to expalin why. One happily settled in her new surroundings and lying on the chaise-longue she settles down for a sleep……

Melanie wakes up to unfamiliar smells and surroundings (save for the chaise-longue) and finds herself being looked after by a lady in  long skirts and who insists on calling her Milly. We watch Melanie struggle as it dawns on her that she is not dreaming and is, in fact, alive and (not so) well in the year 1864. Again, bed ridden with T.B. she can do nothing other than to try and persuade the small cast of characters that she isn’t Milly and doesn’t belong there. Laski uses the supporting cast to hint at trouble, secrets and shame in Milly’s life and we watch her try to piece together what has happened to her. The fact that Milly is unable to move and therefore unable to defend herself adds to the tension and the question of whether she will ever get back to her own life.

This book was written in 1953 and was classed as a horror book. The sparse narrative certainly helps to make it that way, although today’s more sophisticated readers (in terms of there is little that hasn’t been written about these days) would find this a much tamer read. It wasn’t scary so much as eery for me but the ending certianly woke me up.

I would recommend this book, not as a brilliant read, but as an enjoyable (and amusing) look at what would have been considered horror back in the day. You don’t need mass murderers and polterghiests to make a scary book; just a sparse plot that hints at what may have happened rather than lay it out in all its gory detail. Will it scare you? No. Will you enjoy it? I would say so.

 

 

Month in View: March 2010 April 1, 2010

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What a long month March has seemed to be for me. I have been made redundant, got another job, had two bookish friends staying with me and exploring my home county of Yorkshire with them, we’ve had friends over for get-togethers, I’ve had a pampering day in the spa, the parents-in-law staying with us, done several 6-10 mile hikes in the countryside, one trip to the Doctors, one trip to the Hospital……..and all this in one month!

Despite my busy month I also, more importantly, managed to read 8 books! But first some facts about my booksish March:

Most popular posts

The two most popular posts (almost tying for first place) were the two Boof’s Whispererings posts. These also got the most comments.

The top Book Reviews were (again tying for first place) You Belong to Me by Mary Higgins Clark and Mornings in Jenin by Susan Abulhawa.

The most viewed author interview was with Becca Fitzpatrick , author of Hush Hush again (this has won every month so far).

The Book Whisperer blog

I am really chuffed about this as I only strated this book in Mid-December 2009 and already in 3 ½ months I have had over 7,000 hits on my blog. I am so pleased as this means that people are reading and sharing in my passion of books. This isn’t a money-generating blog and it’s not my job, it’s something I do because of my love and passion for the printed word and sharing that with like-minded people is what drives me to do this. Thanks to everyone who is a regular reader and those who just pop by. I love seeing you on here :)

So what did I read?

I read the following books in March:

The Hanging Valley by Peter Robinson
Far From The Land by Thomas J Rice
You Belong to Me by Mary Higgins Clark
In a Dry Season by Peter Robinson
East Lynne by Ellen Wood
The Snowman by Jo Nesbo
The Victorian Chaise-Longue by Marhganita Laski
Let me Call You Sweetheart by Mary Higgins Clark

What was my favourite?

I have to say East Lynne - I absolutely adored that book and it shot into my Top 20 of all time. A close second is The Snowman as that was such a gripping, fast-paced crime novel and I loved it!

Summay

I’ve had a great month doing the thing I love the most – reading – and discovered some truly great books. So on to April….

 

 

 
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