I recently read a book I bought by mistake online and thought it still might be a good change from my usual titles and genres. I won’t mention the name because it turns out it got RAVE reviews all over the whole creation. I cannot agree with any of them and I found it work. Set in 1914 England – it regales us with the poshspeak of the “betters” and their little town. In over 400pp. It is not Downton by any stretch of the imagination and I could not keep the characters straight no matter how I tried. And tried how I felt. I made it through three-quarters of this quiet and then suddenly hysterical tale of the war and how this little burg rose to meet the Hun. I thought I might find some list of who’s who in the book online but did much better than that. In one of the many “retell reviews”, I got the whole plot and the spoilers and in doing so, shed a tear for Blighty and reached The End. It was reviewed so well, but I think Julian Fellowes hit a better play between upstairs and downstairs and what was the done thing and the never done thing. Frankly if the upper crust actually spoke in such euphemism it’s hard to imagine how anyone ever was born.
Waiting very patiently for the holds in my library to arrive – being on a massive wait list for all of them, but editing my own shelves I have found some overlooked titles and before they go to the Little Free Library belonging to a friend, I have found some good reading. And room on shelves for those orphans in piles on the floor.
The New York Times New Book Review awaits. As long as they keep Marilyn Stasio busy with her “Crime” column I will be happy.
As a comment with little relation to anything so far – why can’t I love Orhan Pamuk as others do. I tried again with “My Name is Red” and couldn’t do it. Anyone else?
In fact I would love to have a list of “books readers simply cannot finish”. I suspect we all have many. Send your titles and I will blog a list when we have enough. Do it. It should be fun