As a mother, teacher and avid reader I can tell you with great assurance that Emilie Buchwald's quote is true. We started reading to Mike and Beth in utero, because I wanted them to have the same love of, and security from, reading that has guided me through my life. Interestingly enough, not only are both of my children avid readers, but they are both in the middle of writing several books. Like their mother, the problem is in the finishing of these books, but someday I know that we all will.
One of the books that all three of us enjoyed, Victor Hugo’s Les Misérables, plays a pivotal role in Paris Ransom by Charles Rosenberg. This was a book that made me smile as I read and reviewed it. Not that there wasn't the requisite bad guys in this mystery, but I enjoyed Paris as the setting. In fact, tomorrow morning's breakfast will most definitely include a croissant. I have no allusions that it will not come near the taste of the ones I feasted on in Paul's Patisserie on a little side street in Paris most mornings of our vacation, but it will at least help stoke the memories. The story itself moved quickly from character to character with a missing signed first edition, a kidnapping, a bit of romance and some surprises.
There are plenty of surprises in Steve Eggleston's novel, Conflicted: A Trip Splatter Novel also. It begins with a woman who is actually a Chinese-American male lawyer playing a trick on his partner. Of course we soon are presented with the dead body mystery and some history about San Francisco's Chinatown. I was in the mood for two "Who Done It" books this week and I'm glad that this one gave me a few laughs along the way.
I am actually reading a third book this week but won't review it until next week. It is definitely character driven, and the author helps the reader feel every emotion in every character in this broken family. I won't say anymore until next week, but I am really enjoying it so far.
Hope everyone had fun this past holiday weekend. We enjoyed a relaxing walk through Butterfly World on Monday. What a neat place...watching thousands of butterflies flutter and occasionally land on someone's arm. I love that we get a yearly pass and go there often. The classical music piped through the gardens is definitely an extra bonus for those of us that use the experience to de-stress. We followed that with homemade pizza in front of the T.V. and then reading in bed. Perfect day!
Well, I am now off to help daughter Beth grade papers. I actually miss grading...kind of cathartic for me, and poor Beth is end-of-year swamped. Hope all of you teachers out there have a helper in your midst.