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Last week was an exciting one for my family, as we welcomed William James to the world at 11:45 Wednesday night. He’s just darling and joins his 22-month old sister, Charlotte, to make a perfect little family. Thousands of babies are born every day, and yet, it still feels like a miracle. Every. Single. Time. Somehow I managed to get a lot of cuddle time and finish two books this week. One was audio and with the hospital an hour away William’s birth helped me out!
Last Week’s Reads
I don’t want to give too much away, but I loved Little Fires Everywhere, Celeste Ng’s sophomore novel. In fact, I liked it better than her much praised first, Everything I Never Told You. This one had a little lighter quality making it a breath of fresh air in my world of books. I listened to Little Fires on audio and the narrator, Jennifer Lim, was wonderful. I plan a mini-review later this week, but we’ll see what time allows! The Ninth Hour by Alice McDermott proved to be an atmospheric historical fiction about a group of nuns and their influence/help in the lives of a widow and her child. This is the third book I’ve finished in September that had to do with the Catholic Church, and it might have been one too many.
I almost delayed starting Jennifer Egan’s Manhattan Beach because frankly, I’m burnt out on historical fiction. Of the last seven books I’ve read, five have been historical fiction. I like the genre, but not THAT much! Anyway, it’s Jennifer Egan, so I decided to go for it. At only about 15% in, I’m really liking the story of Anna, a plucky young woman working at a shipyard during WWII. With the promise of much more, and even a “noir thriller” style, I’m glad to have picked up Manhattan Beach.
Likely to Read Next
Next up, there will be NO historical fiction! Instead, I plan on reading Seven Days of Us by Francesca Hornak. Please, give me a nice contemporary debut about a dysfunctional family quarantined together for a week over Christmas. Now that sounds like fun! On the nonfiction front, I hope to get to Dear Fahrenheit 451 by Annie Spence very soon, too. The subtitle says it all for this one: “A Librarian’s Love Letters and Break-Up Notes to the Books in her Life.” Sounds like fun, right? Haven’t we all wanted to break-up with some books?
I hope you have a great week in books!
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