Sunday, September 12, 2010

The Sunday Salon: September 12

A gray and drizzly Sunday.  Nothing on the agenda except a book (for me), football on the television (for The Husband), a Pumpkin Spice Latte (for me and The Husband), and the season's first soup simmering in the crockpot (for dinner).

Complete and utter weekend bliss.

I haven't had a chance to get much reading done today, but I'm hoping to spend the evening hours finishing The Girl Who Chased the Moon by Sarah Addison Allen. (Such a beautiful cover, isn't it? One of my favorites of the books I've read this year. Love that color blue.) Sarah Addison Allen's books are ones I turn to for light escapism reading and recommend to others who claim to not like "heavy" books. This one is no exception. There's a predictable formula to this one, just as there was with Garden Spells and The Sugar Queen. (Links take you to my reviews.)

I'm enjoying this one, but at the same time, I'm feeling kind of distant from the characters. I'm not exactly sure why that is.  Plus, I've just gotten to the point of the story where the big town secret involving Emily's mother is revealed to her, and I'm thinking there had best be more to it because I have the same "is-that-all-there-is?" head-scratching feeling as Emily does.

(Speaking of which, maybe it is me being hypercritical, but there's a lot of excess description about Sawyer's Adonis-like looks as well as a lot of "tucking her hair behind her ears" and "brushing her hair out of her face." It's becoming kind of bothersome and interfering with the actual story for me.  Maybe it's me - given that I usually could care less about my own hair - but it is what it is.) 

Next up was going to be one of my library books, Crossing Oceans by Gina Holmes, but coming on the heels of The Girl Who Chased the Moon, I'm not too sure.  The plot sounds similar enough that I wouldn't want to be comparing them, even subconsciously.   

Jenny Lucas swore she’d never go home again. But being told you’re dying has a way of changing things. Years after she left, she and her five-year-old daughter, Isabella, must return to her sleepy North Carolina town to face the ghosts she left behind. They welcome her in the form of her oxygen tank–toting grandmother, her stoic and distant father, and David, Isabella’s dad . . . who doesn’t yet know he has a daughter. As Jenny navigates the rough and unknown waters of her new reality, the unforgettable story that unfolds is a testament to the power of love and its ability to change everything—to heal old hurts, bring new beginnings . . . even overcome the impossible. A stunning debut about love and loss from a talented new voice.

I still have another renewal on this, so perhaps I'll just put it aside for another week or so until The Girl Who Chased the Moon wears off. 

This week's reading has been pretty good.  I finished The Best Kind of Different: Our Family's Journey with Asperger's Syndrome by Shonda Schilling, as well as Walks With Men, a novella by Ann Beattie (see my review of Walks With Men here).  My review of The Best Kind of Different is written, just not posted yet. 

Finally, I'm also still enjoying Louisa May Alcott's early stories and read three more in this collection: "The Rival Prima Donnas" (1854), "The Little Seed" (1854), and "A New Year's Blessing" (1856).  Of these, "The Rival Prima Donnas" and "A New Year's Blessing" were my favorites.   

This week promises to be a great one ahead with Book Blogger Appreciation Week (BBAW) and all the excitement and fun in store.  I am behind the eight-ball in getting my interview questions together (both the responding to and the sending) to my interview partner - to whom I publicly apologize. I'll get back on track later tonight.

Hope your Sunday is going well and that you have a great week ahead!

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1 comment:

Trisha said...

Happy BBAW! I plan on very little non-blog reading this week. :)