I made a challenge this summer to read some BIG BOOKS. It’s really easy for me to get caught up in the hype of reading what’s new and hot. Because of this fact, I tend to not choose books that are longer, because they take more time. They tend to grow on you, and you need to give them their time.
To qualify as a big book, in my head, it has to be over 500 pages. I have a ton of these doorstoppers on my to be read bookshelf. The Poisonwood Bible, and Broken Harbour were two really big books on my shelf! So I’m slowly knocking away it, and remembering how much a love a really big book that I can dig my literary teeth into.
Lastly, before we move onto the books, I wanted to share with you a quick recipe. I made these Healthier Chocolate Peanut Butter Cups, and they are bomb. My family and I are really enjoying eating them!!
What I’ve been Reading Lately:
The Poisonwood Bible, by Barbara Kingsolver. (5 stars). This is the story told from the perspectives of the mother/wife, and four daughters of an evangelical Baptist, who decides to take his family into the Congo on mission. This is a powerful story in which the characters trade off chapters, and Kingsolver has done an incredible job of making each character so well formed. I just loved her use of setting, and the way she wove the tumultuous political time that this country was going through, all while telling the story of this family. BUT, there is one chapter, that was absolutely gorgeous, and it’s told from the mother’s point of view about motherhood… this chapter made me weep, and hold my babies just a little closer.
The Black Flamingo, by Dean Atta. (4.5 stars). Michael is a half Jamaican, half Greek Cypriot boy growing up in London. He knows from an early age that something is different about him. He’s mixed race, loves to dress like the girls in his class, and would rather have a barbie for his birthday. This is Michaels coming-of-age story, and his journey to accepting his identity. It is told in verse, and has poems sprinkled throughout it… it also has an epic Drag performance at the end. This book is truly a work of art, from the way it is compiled, to beautiful words.
Broken Harbour, by Tana French. (3 stars). This is book 4 of the Dublin Murder Squad series… I just LOVED 2,3. But this one reminded me a bit of the first one in the series… I really love the way that Tana French writes, she’s really witty, and builds suspense in a slow, but compelling way. Scorcher Kennedy has been on the squad for years, and has the best solved crime rate on the department. Then he’s called to a case that has everyone confused. Husband, wife, and two children brutally murdered, with absolutely no trail. Then they find out that the wife is actually still alive, and from here he has to try to pull out what little details she remembers. I liked this book okay, but it wasn’t absolutely riveting like the last two books in the series. I will read the next ones for sure though!
The Sight of You, by Holly Miller. (4 stars). This one really surprised me, and I read it really fast… I really love a “beach read” that’s something you can’t put down, but has some really deep themes and makes you think. This one hit that sweet spot. When Callie and Joel meet in a cafe, they are both kind of over trying to find love. Joel has sworn off it, and Callie is still slightly open, but not wanting to pursue. They finally bite the bullet and meet each other in the middle. The only problem is that Joel has an unusual gift of dreaming the future. This is why love has always failed for him in the past, he sees the future, and can’t enjoy the moment. This is their life, and love story, and it’s surprisingly touching.
I’m going to leave you with a quote that spoke to me so deeply from The Poisonwood Bible. It’s from that chapter I talked about it in the synopsis, and it brought me to tears as I read it. The mother is talking about how she loves her children all so differently, and how she was only trying to do the best she could for each one of them… and it just hit him. Anyways, here it is:
A first child is your own best foot forward, and how you do cheer those little feet as they strike out. You examine every turn of flesh for precocity, and crow it to the world. But the last one: the baby who trails her scent like a flag of surrender through your life when there will be no more coming after–oh, that’ s love by a different name.
That’s all for today. Hope you are well and reading some great books!