Saturday, May 10, 2014

#10 & #11

Talk about lazy.  I finished book #11 before I even posted about #10 {and I didn't read in lightening speed either ~ finished book #10 back in April}

So ~ we'll start from the beginning.  #10 was Among the Mad ~ the sixth Masie Dobbs Novel by Jacqueline Winspear.  An interesting book where Masie is called in by Scotland Yard to aid in an investigation.  It's the most 'disturbing' story as there is death and sadness because of the aftereffects of WWI for England's forgotten veterans.  It's also sad because Billy's wife has a mental breakdown, and the treatment of such illnesses is brought to life.  But it's also a bright book as Maisie finally comes to terms with her own ghosts from the war & I think has become whole again.
QUOTES:
location4862 ~ "Forgetting has never been of concern to me, Inspector.  It's the remembering that gives me pause."

location8624 ~ Old Year's Night {What a great phrase, instead of New Year's Eve}

fl: Maisie Dobbs, Psychologist and Investigator, picked up her fountain pen to sign her name at the end of a final report that she and her assistant, Billy Beale, had worked late to complete the night before. ll: She leaned closer to the image and concentrated on her own eyes.  And she smiled, for at last she knew she had reclaimed her soul.

#11 was Some Things that Stay by Sarah Willis, who is a Clevelander.  What a sweet & touching story about growing up and dealing with life.  Tamera is the main character, a teenager who moves every single year to a new location so her artist father can paint a new landscape.  Her mother is a devout atheist & the new neighbors are out to save the souls of the family.  I finished the novel in the dentist office...or I would have shed a few tears.  That goes against my rule of not reading books that make me cry, but this one breaks my rule in a good way.
QUOTES:
p1 ~ Some things that stay there be
Grief, hills, eternity... ~ Emily Dickinson, "The Secret"

p18 ~ It's May and finally warm, not a false warmth but a promise.  {it was finally that warm this week in Ohio}

p153 ~ I figure if there is a God, He's got the advantage.  If He's real, He'll prove Himself, even if I stack the deck.

fl: We move each year in spring, like birds migrating, except we don't go back to a familiar place.  ll: I decide to name this house The Last House.  The next one I'll call home.


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