A friend of mine said that The House in the Cerulean Sea was a hug in book form. And that is pretty much an accurate description of this sweet and comforting novel.
*** BOOK: The Art of Eating AUTHOR: M.F.K. Fisher YEAR OF PUBLICATION: 1954 REVIEW: *** I recently read M.F.K Fisher’s As They Were, a collection of essays written between 1935 and 1982, which at least purports to be an informal autobiography. It’s not: it’s a collection of disparate pieces, some excellent, some less so, and … Continue reading On Our Bookshelves: The Art of Eating
Lives in Writing is a rather good compendium of essays about authors and their work, written by David Lodge, a fine writer himself, with illuminating insight on biographies, autobiographies, biographical fiction, memoirs, correspondence, and diaries.
The Jane Austen Book Club isn’t a reimagining of one of Jane Austen’s novels.
*** NOVEL: The Franchise Affair AUTHOR: Josephine Tey YEAR OF PUBLICATION: 1949 REVIEW: *** The Franchise Affair is beautifully written, a mystery well-told. It’s considered a classic in the genre, one of the Crime Writers’ Association’s Top 100 Crime Novels of All Time and one of the Mystery Writers of America’s Top 100 Mystery Novels … Continue reading On Our Bookshelves: The Franchise Affair
*** NOVEL: Pride, Prejudice, and Other Flavors AUTHOR: Sonali Dev YEAR OF PUBLICATION: 2019 REVIEW: *** Pride and Prejudice gets an Indian-American California makeover here, with a gender-swapped version of the classic story. It’s an easy, breezy read, and rather silly and predictable, but there are times (like these) that readers want the comfort of … Continue reading On Our Bookshelves: Pride, Prejudice, and Other Flavors
Brandon Stanton’s gift to the world is a collection of stories and connections, those gifts from the universe amplified and shared.
It’s been a long wait for Susanna Clarke’s second novel, 16 years.
No Time to Spare is a collection of essays, originally blog posts, collecting some of the best of Ursula Le Guin’s online pieces towards the end of her life.
I can’t exactly recommend The Thursday Murder Club. Well, maybe I can. I enjoyed reading it, having been very much in the mood for something comforting and undemanding.