Ten writers for children. All with something to say.
the pleasure of shared books
A book invites us into another world. Here are some worlds I traveled to this summer with family and friends.
My daughter and I LOVED The Glass Castle a memoir by Jeannette Walls, so we eagerly opened her second book, Half Broke Horses, where Walls highlights the life of her grandmother and mother. Though interesting, it didn't sparkle like her first title.
My husband devoured Borrowed Time, a mystery by Robert Goddard. I then did the same. I will be hunting down more Goddard mysteries—great characters, and very suspenseful.
A friend gave me The Elegance of the Hedgehog by Muriel Barbery. This was my favorite read of the summer. I love the intertwining of two distinct stories and voices. The writing is eloquent. This book makes me savor life.
Another friend passed along Olive Kitteridge by Elizabeth Strout. I did NOT particularly care for this one. Fortunately, my friend felt the same way.
I'm in the middle of Black Swan Green by David Mitchell. My husband raved about this one, as he has about other titles by this author. Subtle.
In each case, the opportunity to discuss, praise or critique the book, heightened the pleasure of reading.
In addition, I read nonfiction—research for projects in development. Mainly this summer, I was immersed in creating art, burning the candle at both ends, skipping the vacation my husband and daughter enjoyed to meet my due date. Two weeks before that date, I was told the book was being postponed a list. I have not even looked at the art since. Labor Day is behind me now, so it's time to put my anger and disappointment behind me, and finish it up so I can move forward on other projects.
As Diane noted in an earlier post, she attended my family program at the Norton Simon Museum. It was wonderful to make the acquaintance of another spud. Here is a candid picture of the two of us.