This is the first book I have read written in epistolary form. I thoroughly enjoyed it and was fascinated how the authors brought to light the nuances of each character through the letters they wrote.
I find these passages from the book so true:
Perhaps there is some secret sort of homing instinct in books that brings them to their perfect readers. How delightful if that were true. p. 10
That's what I love about reading: one tiny thing will interest you in a book, and that tiny thing will lead you onto another book, and another bit there will lead you onto a third. It's geometrically progressive - all with no end in sight, and for no other reason than sheer enjoyment. p.12
I will admit that this blog is mainly for me. I love to read but have a terrible memory for the fine details of what I have read. I wish I could pull a quote out of my head when I need it. Instead, I will blog them. Maybe you will be inspired to pick up one of the books I include in my blog.
Showing posts with label Mary Ann Schaffer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mary Ann Schaffer. Show all posts
Sunday, February 12, 2017
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)