<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:13:28.347-05:00</updated><category term='Legal'/><category term='American History'/><category term='Gables BC'/><category term='France'/><category term='Berlin'/><category term='Spy'/><category term='London'/><category term='Nonfiction'/><category term='Newbery Award'/><category term='Adventure'/><category term='South America'/><category term='Suspense'/><category term='Printz Award'/><category term='Burgen und Berge'/><category term='Supernatural'/><category term='World War II'/><category term='Holocaust'/><category term='Humor'/><category term='Victorian Age'/><category term='Africa'/><category term='FML Book Club'/><category term='World War I'/><category term='Pulitzer Prize'/><category term='Dystopia'/><category term='Best seller'/><category term='Award Winner'/><category term='Pittsburgh'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Childrens'/><category term='Historical'/><category term='sci-fi'/><category term='Classic Literature'/><category term='Intermendiate'/><category term='Germany'/><category term='MPL Book Club'/><category term='Fantasy'/><category term='Baseball'/><category term='Biography'/><category term='Caldecott  Award'/><category term='Mystery'/><category term='Russia'/><category term='Memoir'/><category term='Books into Movies'/><category term='Europe'/><category term='Great Depression'/><category term='YA'/><category term='Vienna'/><category term='Ireland'/><category term='England'/><title type='text'>Regina Reads</title><subtitle type='html'>Being a record of books I have read</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-7061228465564741319</id><published>2012-02-13T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T21:44:11.279-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MPL Book Club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery'/><title type='text'>They Did it with Love by Kate Morgenroth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AwP4wkyojxY/Tzm28CUrg3I/AAAAAAAAA2M/qMGYBlkXPKc/s1600/1607527.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AwP4wkyojxY/Tzm28CUrg3I/AAAAAAAAA2M/qMGYBlkXPKc/s200/1607527.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I admit that among my favorite genres to read, mysteries rank pretty high. &lt;i&gt;They Did it With Love&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;is a good, old-fashioned murder mystery. It has all the right elements: multiple characters with opportunity and motive, red herrings galore, clever investigators, and the predictable, unpredictable twist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dean and Sofie Wright lead a comfortable life in Manhattan. After Sofie's father dies, Dean suggests that they might like a change in residency and move to the suburbs - Greenwich, Connecticut. When she agrees, he moves quickly and finds the couple a home in a neighborhood where everyone lives a very privileged life. The hallmark of acceptance is an invitation to the Mystery Book Club, which is extended to Sofie. Sofie just happens to be mystery buff and channels Agatha Christie and Miss Marple. At the book club meeting she meets Priscilla - married to Gordon, Susan - married to Henry, Ashley - married to Stewart, and Julia - married to Alex. The rules of the book club are indicative of a "&lt;i&gt;Stepford Wife&lt;/i&gt;" mentality - no shoes in the house (all members have designer shoes just for book club wear), a book must be read in its entirety, and if a member becomes pregnant she must drop out. Priscilla is the most controlling of all the members and as the book progresses sets her sights on Dean. The reader knows that this isn't the only secret harbored by the members and spouses and, in addition, is acutely aware that they will be instrumental as the book unfolds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But then, one of the book club members is found dead. Is it a suicide or murder?&amp;nbsp; The police investigation commences and Sofie, who firmly believes that it is murder, takes it upon herself to help the detectives in unraveling the mystery. Interviews are conducted, Sofie manipulates an ally, and eventually an arrest is made. Throughout this process the reader learns of the deviousness of some of the members and the secrets of others.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This was a surprisingly, engaging mystery. It was a bit slow to start, especially when all the couples are are being introduced. Initially, it was hard to keep them straight, but soon Morgenroth's characterization gives the book club members and their spouses individual voices. The author paves a path to the solution, but with a few detours and roadblocks along the way, and, finally, completes the revelation in a most unexpected way. It is clear that Dame Christie is right when she asserts, "'&lt;i&gt;Nobody knows anybody - not that well!&lt;/i&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-7061228465564741319?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/7061228465564741319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=7061228465564741319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/7061228465564741319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/7061228465564741319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2012/02/they-did-it-with-love-by-kate.html' title='They Did it with Love by Kate Morgenroth'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AwP4wkyojxY/Tzm28CUrg3I/AAAAAAAAA2M/qMGYBlkXPKc/s72-c/1607527.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-8014846734328174256</id><published>2012-02-02T21:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T21:49:44.570-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suspense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Legal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gables BC'/><title type='text'>The Confession by John Grisham</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-woOZb7JBc0w/TymyuFZKO_I/AAAAAAAAA2E/NQZhieCezOg/s1600/ivu6A3_5_QxM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-woOZb7JBc0w/TymyuFZKO_I/AAAAAAAAA2E/NQZhieCezOg/s200/ivu6A3_5_QxM.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;It was twenty years ago that I first read a&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.jgrisham.com/"&gt;John Grisham&lt;/a&gt; book. When &lt;i&gt;The Firm &lt;/i&gt;was published, I felt that I had found a new author to collect. However, after a few books they started to all sound the same and I became very frustrated that he never really grasped the idea of bringing a book to closure. And so I tired of them and stopped reading after &lt;a href="http://www.jgrisham.com/the-testament/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Testament&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;With this mindset I was not looking forward to reading &lt;i&gt;The Confession&lt;/i&gt; when I saw it on the list of books for our community book group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Confession&lt;/i&gt; is typical Grisham - some suspense, a treatise against capital punishment, didactic, and a very quick read. Donté Drumm has been incarcerated for 9 years in a Slone, Texas prison for killing Nicole Yarber, an effervescent high school cheerleader. He maintains his innocence, his confession was coerced, a body was never found, and now he is awaiting awaiting death by lethal injection. Keith Schroeder is a Lutheran minister at St. Mark's Church in Topeka, Kansas. His wife, Dana, is the church secretary and is visited on a Monday morning by Travis Boyette. Boyette is living at a halfway house on parole, awaiting to be granted his freedom. He insists upon seeing the minister and in their meeting confesses that he is a dying man and that he is the real killer of Nicole Yarber. The admission should be enough to warrant a stay of execution.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Boyette agrees to be driven to Texas by Schroeder to finally come clean about the murder if it were to help free Drumm. What ensues is a&amp;nbsp; drive filled with unexpected difficulties and dilemmas. In Texas, Robbie Flak, Drumm's lawyer, files petition upon petition with the courts and governor. The reader senses the urgency, where the government does not. Throughout the ordeal we meet the mothers of both Nicole and Donté. Although they both are or will be in a situation where they face the loss of a child, they elicit totally different reactions by the reader. The drama continues and again, as characteristic of a Grisham novel, the book is wrapped up quickly and neatly 415 pages later. To disclose that drama would result in a major spoiler. There is some suspense, to be sure. But given the author's bent on the death penalty, one just wonders how he will get to the inevitable ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Not being a part of the legal community or having any training in law, I do question the authenticity of the inner workings of the courts and means to stay an execution. Grisham portrays those characters with contempt and repugnance. One other point of contention I had with the book was the point Grisham makes early on about Nicole using her cell phone and texting her mother at least 4 times right before she disappeared. In 1998 this wouldn't be the case. I know there are those that enjoy Grisham's books and anxiously await the publication of each new one. one&amp;nbsp; I will wait for one that is a bit less predictable with an ending that has been crafted and not packaged. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-8014846734328174256?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/8014846734328174256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=8014846734328174256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/8014846734328174256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/8014846734328174256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2012/02/confession-by-john-grisham.html' title='The Confession by John Grisham'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-woOZb7JBc0w/TymyuFZKO_I/AAAAAAAAA2E/NQZhieCezOg/s72-c/ivu6A3_5_QxM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-1477618960546485234</id><published>2012-01-24T16:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T16:10:38.501-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MPL Book Club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World War II'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Historical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Russia'/><title type='text'>Winter Gardedn by Kristin Hannah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q4pJPqAkN6c/Tx7jVf2w7NI/AAAAAAAAA10/DQBOE3nJf0A/s1600/Wintergarden-197x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q4pJPqAkN6c/Tx7jVf2w7NI/AAAAAAAAA10/DQBOE3nJf0A/s200/Wintergarden-197x300.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The cover image of Kristin Hannah's &lt;i&gt;Winter Garden &lt;/i&gt;mirrors the chill inside the book. It is a chill that permeates the weather, but also relationships. But, yet, there is a butterfly that foretells the coming of a time of warmth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anya is the aloof mother of Nina and Meredith, daughters who have taken different paths in life. Nina is the adventurer, the National Geographic photojournalist who has traveled the world and chronicled wars and famines. Although involved with Danny, she has not and does not want to put down roots. Meredith, on the other hand, married young, has two daughters, and has stayed close to home helping to run the family orchard business. They converge at the bedside of their beloved father when he has had a severe stroke and is near death. He is the glue that has held the family together and his last wish is for his daughters to get to know and love their mother, something that has not been possible for the girls despite their trying.&amp;nbsp; "Make her tell you the story of the peasant girl and the prince," their beloved father had said. "All of it this time." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As they were growing up the girls were treated to fairy tales told by their mother. They took place in Russia, her home before coming to the U.S. Beyond that they knew very little of their mother's life. In fact, it is only at the end of the book that they actually find out when Anya's birthday is. Struggling to hold their lives together after their father's death, Meredith and Nina must make sense of their mother's dementia (or is it just grief), their personal lives, and the emptiness that surrounds them.&amp;nbsp; It is through the fairy tale of the peasant girl and he prince that the reader and the girls learn the reason that Anya has lived in the cold shell of the Winter Garden.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This book was slow to engage me. At the beginning I was very impatient with the direction the story was taking as well as the prolonged narration of the story within the story. As it became more clear as to the purpose of Anya's tale, I was taken in. The siege of Leningrad and the plight of the Russian people is heartbreaking. Man's inhumanity has played out in so many venues and time periods, but the conditions in Russia during this time were more than appalling. (Very reminiscent although from a different perspective of Bohjalian's &lt;i&gt;Skeletons at the Feast&lt;/i&gt;.) As the sisters begin to understand their mother they know what they must do to crack the ice that stands in the way of unconditional love and acceptance. A trip to Alaska, a visit to a professor who has written a treatise on the Siege, and a chance meeting in a coffee shop, and a powerful resolution give explanation for Anya's actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I cannot understand ( I don't have that perspective) of how a woman can be so affected that she is not able to love her children with all her heart and soul, even with the horrific experience that is her life. That part of the novel just doesn't ring true to me. The strength of the novel is in Kristin Hannah's description. The settings as diverse as an orchard in Washington, a homestead filled with memories, a Russian city under siege, the beauty of Alaska are masterfully penned. Again, this is a book I would probably not have read if it had not been a book discussion selection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-1477618960546485234?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/1477618960546485234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=1477618960546485234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1477618960546485234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1477618960546485234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2012/01/winter-gardedn-by-kristin-hannah.html' title='Winter Gardedn by Kristin Hannah'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q4pJPqAkN6c/Tx7jVf2w7NI/AAAAAAAAA10/DQBOE3nJf0A/s72-c/Wintergarden-197x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-640241718705303753</id><published>2012-01-17T11:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T12:02:34.449-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suspense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Historical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supernatural'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>The Name of the Star by Maureen Johnson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hJvLYVJbonI/TxWa93MfIPI/AAAAAAAAA1o/Z24A6agVAoc/s1600/the-name-of-the-star1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hJvLYVJbonI/TxWa93MfIPI/AAAAAAAAA1o/Z24A6agVAoc/s200/the-name-of-the-star1.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have been a fan of Maureen Johnson's books for a while. She is a great writer for the YA (and adult) reader. Her characters are quirky, but have heart. Her books are humorous, but have depth and substance. And, of course, everyone knows that I am an Anglophile. Imagine my incredible glee when I learned that Johnson's newest book was one that was set in London and had at its center the &lt;a href="http://www.casebook.org/intro.html"&gt;Jack the Ripper&lt;/a&gt; murders. &lt;i&gt;The Name of the Star &lt;/i&gt;is the first in the &lt;i&gt;Shades.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rory Deveaux is an American teen from New Orleans who is spending her senior year at a London boarding school, Wexford, because her lawyer parents have taken jobs at Bristol University. As she arrives, she hears on the radio the startling report that a Jack the Ripper copycat has surfaced and is committing murders. Wexford is located in the &lt;a href="http://www.casebook.org/victorian_london/sitepics.html"&gt;Whitechapel&lt;/a&gt; section of London, the scene of the Ripper murders. Although the school is acutely aware of the situation and does all that it can do to protect the students, Rory and her roommate, Jazza, circumvent the rules and find themselves on the school green after a murder. Rory proves to be the only witness to The Ripper despite the fact that her roommate was by her side. Something is definitely strange about the encounter as Rory learns from The Shades of London, a secret ghost police. She becomes a credible witness and meets those whom she hopes will help her. Will she be also pursued by the copycat now that she has seen his face. To whom can she turn for help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The story is incredibly suspenseful and downright creepy. In spite of the gore of the story,&amp;nbsp; Johnson does not lose her gift of embracing the humorous side of a situation. We read of Rory's often wacky extended family, her commentary on adjusting to life in London, and her take on boarding school. What do you mean flip-flops are not an option? The reader is treated to a tour of Whitechapel, Spitalfields, the &lt;a href="http://www.casebook.org/victorian_london/tenbells.html"&gt;Ten Bells&lt;/a&gt;, Trafalgar Square, the National Gallery, and the ghostly underground Tube stations. And of course there is teen romance, too. Add Jerome to the mix and you have all the makings of what should be a popular book and series.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't believe the last line of the book was really the last. There had to be more, but there wasn't. The wait is on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-640241718705303753?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/640241718705303753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=640241718705303753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/640241718705303753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/640241718705303753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2012/01/name-of-star-by-maureen-johnson.html' title='The Name of the Star by Maureen Johnson'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hJvLYVJbonI/TxWa93MfIPI/AAAAAAAAA1o/Z24A6agVAoc/s72-c/the-name-of-the-star1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-8319591756745477786</id><published>2012-01-17T10:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T10:51:35.349-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gables BC'/><title type='text'>The Scent of Rain and Lightning by Nancy Pickard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxdrnjFH6n8/TxWMwWfsYGI/AAAAAAAAA1g/uTXXKas5Jic/s1600/scent.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxdrnjFH6n8/TxWMwWfsYGI/AAAAAAAAA1g/uTXXKas5Jic/s200/scent.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nancypickard.com/"&gt;Nancy Pickard&lt;/a&gt; is a well-respected and competent writer of mysteries. &lt;i&gt;The Scent of Rain and Lightning&lt;/i&gt; is an entertaining and suspenseful tome that is engaging and exciting. The novel opens as Jody Linder, a high school English teacher,&amp;nbsp; sees her three uncles, Chase, Billy, and Meryl Tapper drive in to her house. She knows that something is amiss, but was not prepared for the news they were about to deliver. Billy Crosby, the convicted killer of her father and perhaps her mother, was being released from prison as a result of a judge commuting his sentence because of new evidence produced by his lawyer son, Collin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story then flashes back to the events that happened 23 years before and Pickard reconstructs the lives and times of the Linder family. Jody's grandparents, Annabelle and Hugh, are one of Rose, Kansas' largest landowners and wealthiest families. Their sons, Chase, Bobby, and Hugh-Jay, were to contribute to the ranch's operations.&amp;nbsp; In the flashback, the reader also discovers that the Linders often gave opportunities to less fortunate and even delinquent boys in Rose to right their lives and become productive members of society. Billy Crosby was one of those boys. However, he just could not seem to throw away those habits that kept him and his family in a state of debt, namely his alcoholism and lack of anger management.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pickard skillfully weaves the story around these characters to the extent that each does have his or her own voice. The description of Rose, Kansas is painted so that the reader knows exactly how the bar, the grocery store, the ranch and Jody's house look. The reader sees what influence wealth and prestige have even in the justice system. Would Billy really have been convicted if the victims were not Linders? And although some red herrings are tossed to the reader, the ending is surprising as we are witness to the actual crime that left Jody without her parents.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I love a mystery that I can't solve before the end of the book. I certainly was caught off guard by the resolution in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Scent of Rain and Lightning.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; However, I feel that the package was wrapped up almost too conveniently with some questions as to how could that really have happened. All in all, tho, the characters were believable, dynamic, and elicited the reader's empathy or hatred. It was a good read and at the end a real page-turner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-8319591756745477786?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/8319591756745477786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=8319591756745477786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/8319591756745477786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/8319591756745477786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2012/01/scent-of-rain-and-lightning-by-nancy_17.html' title='The Scent of Rain and Lightning by Nancy Pickard'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxdrnjFH6n8/TxWMwWfsYGI/AAAAAAAAA1g/uTXXKas5Jic/s72-c/scent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-9201867826996844992</id><published>2011-12-28T11:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T14:28:22.056-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MPL Book Club'/><title type='text'>The Christmas Train by David Baldacci</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-or7yOsIwO_4/TvpK1b2YcDI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/q4LU7dMcM1g/s1600/16162515_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-or7yOsIwO_4/TvpK1b2YcDI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/q4LU7dMcM1g/s200/16162515_1.jpg" width="124" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Christmas Train&lt;/i&gt; was a very light read and perfect for the holiday hustle and bustle time when trying to concentrate on something more literary would be onerous. Tom Langdon, an international journalist, who has been forbidden to fly for two years by the TSA, boards a train in Washington, D.C. bound for California where he will meet his girlfriend, Leila for the Christmas holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, on the train is a plethora of characters, all of whom will get some attention. There is the tarot card reader, the retired priest, a couple who plans to marry on the train, the movie producer, train attendant, a bartender - Elvis impersonator, and Eleanor, a woman whom Tom loved with all his heart a few years ago, but who had broken off the relationship. It almost seemed like a &lt;i&gt;Love Boat&lt;/i&gt;, but set on a train. To add a bit to the adventure, there is a thief on board who is pilfering object from the passengers. Think &lt;i&gt;Murder on the Orient Express&lt;/i&gt; except this is theft. Trains are great backdrops for crime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train wends its way across the country and the characters form those kinds of bonds that happen when traveling in a group. From Chicago on, Baldacci begins foreshadowing a vicious storm that threatens the Rockies. It is inevitable that it will impact this trip. The reader must suspend belief a bit to think that meteorologists with today's instruments can be so far wrong in the prediction of a major weather event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is certainly not a piece of serious literary quality, but was a fun read for the holiday season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-9201867826996844992?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/9201867826996844992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=9201867826996844992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/9201867826996844992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/9201867826996844992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-train-by-david-baldacci.html' title='The Christmas Train by David Baldacci'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-or7yOsIwO_4/TvpK1b2YcDI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/q4LU7dMcM1g/s72-c/16162515_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-5812390151149454012</id><published>2011-12-21T16:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T22:04:57.735-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><title type='text'>State of Wonder by Ann Patchett</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g95ocokHxg0/TvJRy1Qs6kI/AAAAAAAAA04/7UMRG-1vzy4/s1600/978-0-06-204980-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g95ocokHxg0/TvJRy1Qs6kI/AAAAAAAAA04/7UMRG-1vzy4/s200/978-0-06-204980-3.jpg" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Selected by amazon.com as one of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/best-books-2011/b/ref=amb_link_358691402_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;node=3321372011&amp;amp;pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=hero-quick-promo&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=18ZKY2SGP3ZNXZF13W6K&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=201&amp;amp;pf_rd_p=1330153382&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=0062049801"&gt;2011's Best Books&lt;/a&gt; of the year, &lt;i&gt;State of Wonder&lt;/i&gt; is reminiscent of Joseph Conrad's &lt;i&gt;Heart of Darkness&lt;/i&gt; with female characters. Thankfully, it lacks the savagery while at the same time exploring indigenous tribes of South America as well as the heart and soul of two very complicated women physicians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As the novel begins Marina Singh, a pharmacologist for the Minnesota based Vogel Pharmaceuticals, receives an aerogram from the Amazon jungle that informs her that her colleague, Anders Eckman has died and been buried &lt;i&gt;in situ&lt;/i&gt;. Sharing it with Mr. Fox, head of the pharma company, the two prepare to deliver the news to Eckman's wife Karen. The distraught widow does not believe her husband has died and Marina agrees to travel to South America to discover what exactly happened, find his body, and return with it and his possessions. She goes, also, with the charge from Fox, to check on the progress of Dr. Annick Swenson's research on a revolutionary new drug - the reason for Eckman's trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Much of Marina's life is explained and told in flashback technique as she experiences hallucinatory side effects from taking the drug Lariam as a precaution to guard against malaria. The reader learns of her life in India, the daughter of a prominent physician, and her medical school experience at Johns Hopkins where she worked under Dr. Swenson. Her trepidation in embarking on the journey to the jungle and becoming reacquainted with her mentor is painfully revealed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;With all the background as a prelude, the adventure becomes engrossing upon Singh's arrival in South America. Swenson's research involves the development of a drug that allows women to bear children into their 70s. (Who would want to is beyond me !!) She has witnessed this first hand among the Lakishi tribe. There are enough adventures in the Amazon to keep the readers' interest as Marina struggles to get to the bottom of the story. On her journey memorable characters provide insight and guidance. Who will every forget Easter, the deaf boy, who is in tune with his surroundings and the people who have adopted him. One of the most harrowing times involves an anaconda that throws everyone into a panicked situation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R8qUPV5oh7Y/TvOGQvG9DLI/AAAAAAAAA1E/xcvFBEtPINk/s1600/IMG_0498.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R8qUPV5oh7Y/TvOGQvG9DLI/AAAAAAAAA1E/xcvFBEtPINk/s200/IMG_0498.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Meeting Ann Patchett (11/21/11)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Marina adjusts to her new surroundings and as she does she becomes closer to the memory of Anders. Although foreshadowed, the stunning twist at the end of the book leaves the reader taken aback. Adding to this ending was a revelation added by Ann Patchett herself in her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pittsburghlectures.org/interior.php?pageID=257" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Literary Evening's Lecture at Carnegie Music Hall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Patchett is a gifted speaker - at ease and extemporaneous - and was a real pleasure to meet and hear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;State of Wonder &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;is an excellent read that delves into so many topics and situations. The commentary, tho somewhat masked, about large pharma, the relationships between and among the characters, and the self-reflection of her characters give the reader plenty to think about even after the last page is read. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-5812390151149454012?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/5812390151149454012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=5812390151149454012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/5812390151149454012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/5812390151149454012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2011/12/state-of-wonder-by-ann-patcett.html' title='State of Wonder by Ann Patchett'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g95ocokHxg0/TvJRy1Qs6kI/AAAAAAAAA04/7UMRG-1vzy4/s72-c/978-0-06-204980-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-5883993524133431176</id><published>2011-11-15T22:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T23:26:36.752-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MPL Book Club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='England'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>The Uncommon Reader by Alan Bennett</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XbX70QO4p5c/TsM1HHDM2LI/AAAAAAAAA0k/69sVJ7KfkqI/s1600/uncommon-reader-novella-alan-bennett-paperback-cover-art.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XbX70QO4p5c/TsM1HHDM2LI/AAAAAAAAA0k/69sVJ7KfkqI/s200/uncommon-reader-novella-alan-bennett-paperback-cover-art.jpg" width="129" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As much as I have read about the England and the monarchy, I really never thought about the reading habits of the Queen. Bennett explores this concept in a novella that is full of Briticisms and humor.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;The Uncommon Reader&lt;/i&gt; is the Queen who, upon discovering a mobile library outside the palace grounds, chooses a book out of courtesy and becomes nearly obsessed with her new found literary pastime. She reads in her carriage on the way to the opening of Parliament and as she travels from palace to palace. She even feigns a "sick day" to be able to finish a book. Eventually, she and her staff realize how much time is being spent on the activity and try to find a new way for her to channel her energies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This was a very quick read, only 120 pages. However, it was chalk full of great lines and situations. Bennett parades a number of authors and works through the Queen's library including Henry James, about whom she remarks, "Am I alone,' she confides in her notebook, 'in wanting to give Henry James a good talking-to?'" But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Uncommon Reader&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; is more than a humorous look at the British. It is a testimonial to the power of reading: it changes lives, it allows one to expand horizons and to vicariously experience worlds far and near. A great read and perfect for a rainy afternoon. All one needs is a cup of tea to complete the experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-5883993524133431176?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/5883993524133431176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=5883993524133431176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/5883993524133431176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/5883993524133431176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2011/11/uncommon-reader-by-alan-bennett.html' title='The Uncommon Reader by Alan Bennett'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XbX70QO4p5c/TsM1HHDM2LI/AAAAAAAAA0k/69sVJ7KfkqI/s72-c/uncommon-reader-novella-alan-bennett-paperback-cover-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-7235526240926307314</id><published>2011-11-15T22:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T22:42:23.312-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American History'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gables BC'/><title type='text'>The 19th Wife by David Ebershoff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E-e9RoocVkI/TroDcyxNBgI/AAAAAAAAA0c/_F9SF3akdhU/s1600/A-The-19th-Wife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672850473825928706" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E-e9RoocVkI/TroDcyxNBgI/AAAAAAAAA0c/_F9SF3akdhU/s200/A-The-19th-Wife.jpg" style="float: right; height: 168px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 112px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Beginning with Joseph Smith's discovery of the golden plates in 1820 that led to the establishment of the Church of the Latter Day Saints, Ebershoff weaves two compelling stories together that enlighten readers to the history of the Mormon Church and polygamy or celestial marriage. As Smith leads his followers west toward the new Zion, Ebershoff begins his focus on Ann Eliza (b.1844), daughter of Chauncey and Eliza Webb. Simultaneously, Jordan Scott, an excommunicated 21st century Mormon, learns his mother, BeckyLynn,  has been accused of his father's murder in Mesaville, Utah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was fascinated with Ann Eliza's story as related through her diary and other historical accounts, including accounts by Brigham Young.&amp;nbsp; She was a strong and resourceful woman. She was coerced into becoming Young's wife; he said she was #19, but it was more like 27 or 28. As his treatment of her deteriorated and the other wives seem to get more preferential treatment, Ann Eliza plots her escape and eventually divorce.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Surrounding murder of BeckyLynn's husband is a cloud of doubt. As Jordan investigates the evidence in an effort to free his mother, the reader gets a glimpse of modern day polygamy. The evidence does not add up to his mother committing the murder and enlisting the aid of another of the sister wives, a student researcher, and a hotel clerk. When we learn who the murderer is, the event is almost anticlimactic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The novel was interesting to be sure and the historic part much more compelling. It was another one of those books whose basis in fact sends one into the realm of history investigation. Ann Eliza is a fascinating character and one who bears further study. Add that to the list! Jordan's story on the other seemed perfunctory. The gay story line didn't really add to the narrative except to serve as a caricature of what is accepted and not in this particular branch of the LDS church. All in all the book was a good read and certainly prompted spirited discussion at our book club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-7235526240926307314?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/7235526240926307314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=7235526240926307314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/7235526240926307314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/7235526240926307314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2011/11/19th-wife-by-david-ebershoff.html' title='The 19th Wife by David Ebershoff'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E-e9RoocVkI/TroDcyxNBgI/AAAAAAAAA0c/_F9SF3akdhU/s72-c/A-The-19th-Wife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-3964796362559178840</id><published>2011-10-25T22:18:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T15:22:17.571-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suspense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MPL Book Club'/><title type='text'>Bel Canto by Ann Patchett</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ckKtj_iu6pA/TqduOFcFXFI/AAAAAAAAA0M/KNvoAYLp3V8/s1600/belcanto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ckKtj_iu6pA/TqduOFcFXFI/AAAAAAAAA0M/KNvoAYLp3V8/s200/belcanto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667619844326251602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;I had heard much about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Bel Canto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; in the last few years and how it was a must read. It was not a book that I would have normally picked out as a must read for me, but it is included on my 2 book club reading lists this year and I will be hearing Ann Patchett lecture in November, so its time has come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katsumi Hosokawa has traveled from Japan to an unnamed South or Latin American country where his birthday will be celebrated at the home of the Vice President. He is being wooed by the country so that he will build a factory in the country, but he has come on the occasion of his birthday to hear Roxanne Coss, an operatic diva with whom he has been enamored. He is an operatic aficionado and the evening will be made special with her performance. However, immediately after her performance, the lights go out and the house is stormed by terrorists. The guests, including Hosokawa, Coss and the Vice-President are taken hostage by three generals and accompanying soldiers, most of whom are teens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the course of the siege and novel that spans over four months, the reader sees a transformation in not only the hostages but also the captors. Since we know how the scenario will be played out, our attention is riveted to the changing relationship among the cast of characters. The lives of all are centered around music and the opera. Coss continues practicing, a new accompanist is found, and a prodigy is discovered. Love affairs are initiated even among the least likely of people. It is almost as if life inside the house has come to a sense of normalcy and comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as music is a central theme in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Bel Canto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;, so is language. Gen Watanabe, Hosokawa's interpreter, is a pivotal character. Through his translations from Russian to Spanish to Japanese to French, the the secondary characters become able to communicate in another way. Despite his facility with the language, Gen has a very difficult time expressing himself until he works with Carmen, a terrorist, in helping her learn Spanish. Realizing that language is devisive in this situation the characters become dependent upon the Gen's ability to bring them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patchett's strength in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Bel Canto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; is her ability to describe situations, characters, and setting in an almost poetic way. It mirrors the opera in its lyricism and rhythm. The reader sees in the following the metaphor for the captivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"The garua, the fog and mist, lifts after the hostages are in captivity  for a number of weeks. "One would have thought that with so much rain  and so little light the forward march of growth would have been  suspended, when in fact everything had thrived"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;I had expected to be blown away by this book considering all the press that has been devoted to it and its inclusion on the list of recommended reading for AP English, but I wasn't. Patchett's strength is in her mastery of words. Unfortunately, for me, at least, with the inclusion of the epilogue, she had too many. An interesting premise, to be sure, but not as gripping as I had wished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-3964796362559178840?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/3964796362559178840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=3964796362559178840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/3964796362559178840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/3964796362559178840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2011/10/bel-canto-by-ann-patchett.html' title='Bel Canto by Ann Patchett'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ckKtj_iu6pA/TqduOFcFXFI/AAAAAAAAA0M/KNvoAYLp3V8/s72-c/belcanto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-7302600683733160434</id><published>2011-10-12T15:38:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T01:17:31.653-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American History'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World War II'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gables BC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berlin'/><title type='text'>In the Garden of Beasts by Erik Larson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A3LnXvxRR3E/TpXs4DOBtDI/AAAAAAAAAz4/QGioGMSrdIs/s1600/In_the_Garden_of_Beasts-197x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 187px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A3LnXvxRR3E/TpXs4DOBtDI/AAAAAAAAAz4/QGioGMSrdIs/s200/In_the_Garden_of_Beasts-197x300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662692554169234482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;In the Garden of Beasts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; was the October Selection for The Gables book group. Ironically, I had purchased this the day before I got the reading list for the year. I was excited that I was going to read a book that was actually on my "To Be Read" list. Larson has extensively researched (nearly 30 pages of references and citations) the tenure of William &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" &gt;Dodd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; as U.S. ambassador to Germany during the rise of Hitler and Nazism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first Larson book that I have read and I found the writing to be interesting, engaging, and thought-provoking. William &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" &gt;Dodd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; was a learned professor at the University of Chicago. His interest was southern history and he was in the midst of completing a major treatise on the south when tapped to be the U.S. ambassador. He had studied in Leipzig, was fluent in German, a liberal,  and seemed to fit the bill when no one could be found to take the position. He was given two hours by President Roosevelt to accept or refuse the post after it was offered. Upon his acceptance he moved his family: wife Mattie, son Bill and daughter Martha to Berlin. He was an atypical ambassador in that he didn't have a lot of money and he lived and acted frugally. As such he did little to ingratiate himself into the German diplomatic circles and was often the brunt of their jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe naivete  is too strong of a word, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" &gt;Dodd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; really did not find the situation in Germany as alarming as it looks from the 21st century upon his arrival in Berlin. Despite the fact Jews and American Jews were being attacked and murdered, he seemed powerless to bring the urgency of the situation to Roosevelt or the German government. In reality, he believed as did most Americans that Hitler would lose his power base and fall from the leadership ranks. In the four years that the book covers the reader through Larson watches this belief change to one that reflects the urgency and abomination of the situation. He spoke out vehemently on one occasion, saying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“You cannot expect world opinion of your conduct to moderate so long as  eminent leaders like Hitler and Goebbels announce from platforms, as in &lt;a href="http://www.csmonitor.com/tags/topic/Nuremberg" target="_self" class="inform_link"&gt;Nuremberg&lt;/a&gt;, that all Jews must be wiped off the earth.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;In the Garden of Beasts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; chronicles not only William &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" &gt;Dodd's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; life and work, but also that of his daughter, Martha's. In fact, she is almost the focus of the book. Martha was, to say the least, socially motivated and promiscuous. As a literary agent in Chicago, she was a very close friend of Carl Sandburg and Thornton Wilder. Later she added Thomas Wolfe to her conquests. As a resident of Berlin, she was enamored of the Nazi movement and counted a number of them as suitors, including Rudolf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" &gt;Diels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;, the first head of the Gestapo. But it is with Boris &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" &gt;Vinogradov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;, an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" &gt;NKVD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; (Russian Secret Police)  agent that she continues a prolonged love affair. Could it be that he is interested in her for the access to information that she has? Martha's story is intriguing and disturbing. She returns with her family and without Boris to the U.S. when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" &gt;Dodd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; resigns his post, but continues her intelligence collecting and eventually flees the country with her husband, Andrew Stern, when they are investigated as moles and communists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy to see why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;In the Garden of Beasts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; rose quickly to the top of the NY Times best seller list. It is nonfiction, but reads like fiction. It gives insight, heretofore unchronicled, into the life of an ambassador in the most troubling time of a century. Larson investigates all the German  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" &gt;hierarchy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; of the Third Reich and the reader can't help but be fascinated by some of their private lives. But more than that it is the life story of a down to earth family man who is trying to do what he can to preserve peace among nations and peoples. Don't miss this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-7302600683733160434?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/7302600683733160434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=7302600683733160434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/7302600683733160434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/7302600683733160434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2011/10/in-garden-of-beasts-by-erik-larson.html' title='In the Garden of Beasts by Erik Larson'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A3LnXvxRR3E/TpXs4DOBtDI/AAAAAAAAAz4/QGioGMSrdIs/s72-c/In_the_Garden_of_Beasts-197x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-223450360089517673</id><published>2011-09-30T00:25:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T01:07:52.593-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MPL Book Club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery'/><title type='text'>No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency by Alexander McCall Smith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PLTbf9cbteE/ToVFr1gMNTI/AAAAAAAAAzY/WyN-gudOGdU/s1600/LadiesDetectiveAgency.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PLTbf9cbteE/ToVFr1gMNTI/AAAAAAAAAzY/WyN-gudOGdU/s200/LadiesDetectiveAgency.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658005126259684658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I must admit that I am probably the last person on the planet to read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.randomhouse.com/features/mccallsmith/main.php"&gt;Alexander McCall Smith's &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The premise of a mystery set in Botswana was not anything that really appealed to me. However, it is the October selection for the Mars Public Library's Friday Book Club, and so I picked it up and accepted that I would have to plow through it. After all, isn't that what book clubs are for - to force you out of your reading comfort zone. Well, it wasn't a chore and I freely admit that I truly enjoyed the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After the death of her father and as a result of selling his cattle, Mma. Precious Ramotswe takes her inheritance and sets up the first detective agency run by a woman in Botswana. McCall Smith sets the scene through flashbacks and a very detailed narrative by Ramotswe 's father. By these words the reader has all the description necessary to picture the setting of the novels, the physical attributes of the characters, and the culture of the country. After the scene is set we are ready to accompany Ramotswe as she solves mysteries in her home town of Gaborone. She is hired to help find a missing husband, discover what a teen-age girl does after school, uncover insurance fraud, and rescue a young boy from kidnappers. She has a circle of friends on whom she can rely and in whom she can confide, but it's not an easy go for a woman in this field.  One of the most memorable scenes finds MMaRamotswe driving down an isolated road when she encounters a cobra. Her tiny white van hits it and it becomes entangled with the motor. She contemplates the best way to rid herself of the snake and hopes that she will live to see her being able to continue on her journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ramotswe is a bit reminiscent of Miss Marple, tho much more rotund. McCall Smith, originally from Zimbabwe and now living in Edinburgh, Scotland, is well steeped in the English mystery. However, what shines through in this novel is his sense of dry English humour. The reader does chuckle at his use of words and the situations in which Ramotswe finds herself. The novel is really a series of vignettes rather than a book in which a central plot is developed. This is the charm of this first book in the series and I would assume the hallmark of the next 12 in the series. The books ends with a twist and an incentive to read the next installment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I definitely intend to read more of this series, but it is not at the top of the "To Be Read" list. Too many books and so little time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-223450360089517673?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/223450360089517673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=223450360089517673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/223450360089517673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/223450360089517673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-1-ladies-detective-agency-by.html' title='No. 1 Ladies&apos; Detective Agency by Alexander McCall Smith'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PLTbf9cbteE/ToVFr1gMNTI/AAAAAAAAAzY/WyN-gudOGdU/s72-c/LadiesDetectiveAgency.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-1659555169041040309</id><published>2011-09-29T23:59:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T00:25:18.124-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suspense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books into Movies'/><title type='text'>The Surgeon by Tess Gerritsen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PvosbHXjxFI/ToU-w2W3AAI/AAAAAAAAAzI/U0NVXeBhflU/s1600/103362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PvosbHXjxFI/ToU-w2W3AAI/AAAAAAAAAzI/U0NVXeBhflU/s200/103362.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657997515806932994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A former internist, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.tessgerritsen.com/"&gt;Tess Gerritsen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, left the practice of medicine to be able to devote more time to writing and her family. She is most widely known for her medical thrillers, much along the same vein as Robin Cook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Surgeon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;is billed as the first in the series of Jane Rizzoli and Maura Isles books. She has just released the ninth in the series and has even spawned a television show on TNT featuring her two protagonists. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Surgeon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;introduces us to Jane Rizzoli, a Boston policewoman, who is struggling to become accepted by the men in her division. This is a predicament that leaves her bitter and desperate to do anything to gain credibility. Maura Isles, a forensic examiner, never does appear in this book. However, having watched the second season of the TNT show, I gather she will be in future books, the antithesis of Rizzoli with whom she forms a bond and friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gerritsen has written a good solid story that could be a real page turner. I read this book at night over the course of a month on my Kindle app on my iPhone so, although it could be a quick read, it was more prolonged for me. A serial killer is on the loose in Boston. His prey are women who are vulnerable and who have suffered rape or an abusive act. He stealthily enters their homes at night, tortures them and surgically removes that which makes them a woman. For a reason that cannot be divulged in a review/recap of the novel, he is honing in on Dr. Catherine Cordell, a transplanted Atlanta doctor. Gerritsen does an excellent job of building suspense and tension as she relates how the killer stalks Cordell. It is up to Rizzoli, who puts her job on the line, and her immediate superior, Detective Thomas More, dubbed Saint Thomas, to intercede before the surgeon accomplishes his goal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gerritsen employs an interesting and effective writing technique as she prefaces chapters with the musings of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Surgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. The reader is able to get into his mind, although for a long time we didn't know who he was. His thoughts are often related to classical myths and give very subtle clues as to his behaviour.  This was a good read that instills enough interest in the characters to pick up additional books in the series. I will be anxious to read the next and, hopefully and finally, meet Maura Isles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-1659555169041040309?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/1659555169041040309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=1659555169041040309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1659555169041040309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1659555169041040309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2011/09/surgeon-by-tess-gerritsen.html' title='The Surgeon by Tess Gerritsen'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PvosbHXjxFI/ToU-w2W3AAI/AAAAAAAAAzI/U0NVXeBhflU/s72-c/103362.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-8200165232627157856</id><published>2011-09-16T17:27:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T17:26:24.445-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American History'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FML Book Club'/><title type='text'>Madam Secretary: a Memoir by Madeleine Albright</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5jq7qkvF_dY/TnPCeuXwgWI/AAAAAAAAAxs/Q-mIECk3rNQ/s1600/madam_secretary_230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 86px; height: 129px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5jq7qkvF_dY/TnPCeuXwgWI/AAAAAAAAAxs/Q-mIECk3rNQ/s200/madam_secretary_230.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653075790379647330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;The first woman to hold the office of Secretary of State, Madeleine Albright, has written, with Bob Woodward,  a comprehensive and detailed personal account of her life and public service in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Madam Secretary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;The memoir is accessible, very readable, and thought provoking. I knew very little about Madeleine Albright before reading this book except for the facts that she was a Czech, graduate of &lt;a href="http://www,wellesley.edu/"&gt;Wellesley College&lt;/a&gt;, and Secretary of State. The Flower Library Book Club chose this as their first book of the year and my new book club at The Gables requested that the members read a biography of choice. And so it was that I picked up &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Madam Secretary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Born in Prague in 1937, Albright&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; was the daughter of Josef and Anna Korbel. Her father was a diplomat and supporter of democratic Czechs who with his family was forced to leave his native land during World War II and live in England. After the war and the liberation, the family returned to Czechoslovakia and Madeleine was sent to a boarding school in Switzerland. In 1949 the family was granted political asylum and moved to Long Island. Eventually Josef Korbel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;moved to Denver and began teaching at the University of  Colorado. He was well-known for his treatises on Communism in Eastern  Europe and actually had another Secretary of State,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; Condoleezza Rice, as a student. Albright graduated from Wellesley College in 1959 and immediately married Joe Albright, a well- connected journalist from Chicago. After a series of moves the couple settled in Washington where Joe became &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Newsday's&lt;/span&gt; Washington Bureau Chief and Madeleine continued to balance raising her family (3 daughters) and continuing her education - PH.D degree from Columbia University. She was married to Joe Albright for twenty-three years before he decided that it wasn't working for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffice it to say that no moss grew under Albright's feet. She is incredibly intelligent, driven, and committed to making the world a better place. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Madam Secretary&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; relates Albright's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;journey from a legislative assistant to Ed Muskie to the end of President Clinton's second term. She not only details the behind the scenes machinations of international diplomacy, but she also brings a personal side to the strategies involved. During her tenure as Ambassador to the U.N. and then as Secretary of State, global conflicts erupted with a  vengeance. At times I felt that Albright was playing the arcade game of "Whack a Mole" as she tried to handle situations from Somalia to Bosnia to Iran, to Korea. Although the book at sometimes got bogged down in names and policy making, it served to illuminate all that is involved in trying to get nations to talk to one another instead of acting like kindergartners fighting over a cookie. Her description of an Israeli-Palestinian summit at Camp David was indicative of all that she was willing to do to affect a lasting peace in the Middle East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps her greatest efforts were in the area of  Kosovo, Sarajevo, Bosnia, Yugoslavia, and Czechoslovakia. Her dealings with Milošević were tough and unrelenting. This was an area of the world that meant so much to her and she was determined to make it safe for all people regardless of their ethnic or religious background. She likens her diplomacy to Bobby Fischer playing chess as a child prodigy when he would go from table to table and make his moves against opponents. Albright remarks, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"I was no child prodigy and the faces I saw as I proceeded from one table to the next were those of Saddam Hussein, Muammar Quadhafi, Fidel Castro, and Ayatollah Khamenei. The games were complicated because a change in the momentum of one altered the dynamic of every other; our moves were decided by committee and leaked in advance by those who disagreed; new and contradictory strategies were being shouted out by a chorus from Capitol Hill, and the chessboard for the Middle East keep tipping over, requiring the contest to begin again. The game room was already crowded to overflowing early in 1998 when yet another familiar adversary—Slobodan Milosević—came crashing through the door." (p. 481.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;I was particularly interested in the personal side to all the strategies and inner workings of her office. She exuded confidence, but still had doubts as  to how well suited she was for her job. She knew that she was a "skirt among 14 suits" but at the same time knew that her education had prepared her to be on an equal plane. She stressed over throwing the first ball out at a Nationals game, but did just fine. She was not afraid to accompany bodies back from Somalia, sleeping on a cot in the cargo bay. I am so impressed of all that she has accomplished and the means by which she influenced decisions and got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt; point across. At the same time I empathize with her about her self-doubts, illustrated by the possibility of her marriage being salvaged if she had not pursued her career or if Joe had won the Pulitzer Prize.  What kind of an ultimatum is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a complete chronology of the major events in her life, an exhaustive list of her travels as Secretary of State and acknowledgments and index, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Madam Secretary&lt;/span&gt; is an informative and inspiring read. I am looking forward to hearing her speak when she lectures in Pittsburgh in December. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-8200165232627157856?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/8200165232627157856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=8200165232627157856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/8200165232627157856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/8200165232627157856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2011/09/madam-secretary-memoir-by-madeleine.html' title='Madam Secretary: a Memoir by Madeleine Albright'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5jq7qkvF_dY/TnPCeuXwgWI/AAAAAAAAAxs/Q-mIECk3rNQ/s72-c/madam_secretary_230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-5142369336121322983</id><published>2011-08-30T21:26:00.020-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T22:57:22.152-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='France'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ireland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='England'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><title type='text'>The Last Little Blue Envelope by Maureen Johnson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-63FAnGw7n4g/Tl2N5ApTpGI/AAAAAAAAAxk/pAhm09HrmiE/s1600/9462775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 109px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-63FAnGw7n4g/Tl2N5ApTpGI/AAAAAAAAAxk/pAhm09HrmiE/s200/9462775.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646825518357783650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really enjoyed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2009/05/13-little-blue-envelopes-by-maureen.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;13 Little Blue Envelopes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and was excited to learn that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.maureenjohnsonbooks.com/index1.html"&gt;Maureen Johnson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; had written a sequel. This was a fast and equally enjoyable read. At the end of the previous novel, Ginny Blackstone's backpack was stolen and with it the last little blue envelope in it. As &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The Last Little Blue Envelope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;opens, Ginny is struggling with writing the college admission essay that asks what is the turning point in your life. Of course it was the trip to England to follow her Aunt Peg's instructions.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then everything changes and she is contacted by Oliver, a mysterious young man, who has come into possession of the last little blue envelope. And so another adventure ensues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny contacts her Uncle Richard, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OKs&lt;/span&gt; it with her parents, and takes off to find out Peg's last instructions. Although this adventure is not nearly as extensive as the last journey, there is still the excitement, twists, and a satisfying resolution. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In addition to Oliver, Ginny's friend Keith and his new girlfriend, Ellis join her on a journey to Paris, Belgium, Amsterdam, and eventually Ireland. The foursome must try to evade the police, while finding themselves in the midst of a very strange hostel overrun by cats. The tension between Keith and Ginny heightens as the book progresses. Ellis is a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;likable&lt;/span&gt; character who is a real friend to Ginny. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the book could stand on its own, the reader will enjoy it much more if she has read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Thirteen Little Blue Envelopes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; It is a great story and Johnson's attention to details of international travel is spot on. &lt;a href="http://www.goireland.com/blog/article/new-years-celebrations-in-dublin.html"&gt;Dublin on New Year's Eve&lt;/a&gt; was enough for one to start packing a suitcase and boarding that plane to cross the pond- Guiness at Temple Bar, crossing the River Liffey, and the bells of Christchurch. Maybe that should be put on my bucket list. A good and satisfying read. &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-5142369336121322983?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/5142369336121322983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=5142369336121322983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/5142369336121322983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/5142369336121322983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2011/08/last-little-blue-envelope-by-maureen.html' title='The Last Little Blue Envelope by Maureen Johnson'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-63FAnGw7n4g/Tl2N5ApTpGI/AAAAAAAAAxk/pAhm09HrmiE/s72-c/9462775.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-2350877500873130518</id><published>2011-08-29T10:47:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T10:39:45.796-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='France'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World War I'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Historical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='England'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>The Wild Rose by Jennifer Donnelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ONArYfN0HU/Tlumrn1eYpI/AAAAAAAAAxc/UcRf0SWxHkQ/s1600/WildRose_Donnelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646289826196906642" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ONArYfN0HU/Tlumrn1eYpI/AAAAAAAAAxc/UcRf0SWxHkQ/s200/WildRose_Donnelly.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 161px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 106px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Jennifer &lt;/span&gt;Donnelly&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; weaves a story with the best of authors. I have been waiting for the third part of the trilogy since June, 2008 when I finished &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/06/winter-rose-by-jennifer-donnelly.html"&gt;The Winter Rose&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Can I just say that it was so worth the wait?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The novel opens in 1914 with England and Europe on the verge of World War II and in the throes of the suffragette movement, economic distress, and espionage. The reader is reacquainted with Fiona and Joe &lt;/span&gt;Bristow&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; and their children, Seamus Finnegan, Maud and India &lt;/span&gt;Selwyn&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Jones, Willa Alden, and Max van Brandt and the story ensues. Fiona and Joe have a feisty daughter, Kate, who carries on the family fight for rights and political equity. Seamus has returned from the expedition to the South Pole and Willa is attempting her climb of Mt. Everest. Their paths all cross and are intertwined in complex relationships and twists. It is very hard to relate or summarize such a novel because of the turns that the plot takes from beginning to end. Suffice it to say that the reader remains engaged, enthralled and on the edge of her seat as it progresses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donnelly&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; is a master of setting her novels and characters in the midst of historical events.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Wild Rose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;is not an exception. Not only do we encounter the likes of Henry Asquith, liberal Prime Minister of England, Ernest &lt;/span&gt;Shackelton&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, Winston Churchill, and Lawrence of Arabia, but we are thrust into the dark days of the Spanish Flu epidemic and the bawdy days of Parisian bohemian life. I was glad that a good friend had made me watch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0056172/"&gt;Lawrence of Arabia&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It made the scenes in the book much easier to comprehend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This volume of the trilogy centers around Seamus Finnegan, the third of the Finnegan children and his true love, Willa. At the end of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Winter Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; we are left with &lt;/span&gt;Seamie&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; leaving Willa at the base of Mt. Kilimanjaro and Willa heading for Mt. Everest. Of all the trilogy's characters, these two are the least &lt;/span&gt;likeable&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; and one finds oneself wanting to shake them and awake them to the realities of life. Yes, Willa has lost a leg, but her whiny self deprecation and piteousness are way over the top. On the other hand, she has an incredible sense of adventure and, at least for some of the novel, a real desire to live life to its fullest. &lt;/span&gt;Seamie&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; needs to understand that love is for life and women are not trophies to collect and count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Not only does Donnelly craft characters, but she is a master of mood and setting. As the reader follows the action from Westminster to Wapping, from Cairo to Damascus, or from Nepal to Paris, the sounds, sights and even aromas spring to life. You know that the author has experienced the places about which she writes and that she can convey those pictures in an extremely graphic manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In the end, which by the way is a stellar shock and has a jaw-dropping effect, the book is the &lt;/span&gt;epitome&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; of highly crafted writing and research. I reiterate: I aspire to be Jennifer &lt;/span&gt;Donnelly's &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;research assistant. She addresses age-old problems of drug abuse, the mental effects of war, and the political machinations of those who aspire to leadership. I do hope that the characters will reappear, possible in a new series with Kate Bristow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; as the protagonist. I want to know more about her and her new-found career. But, for the moment, I will basque in the pleasure of having just read another marvelous tome by Jennifer &lt;/span&gt;Donnelly&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-2350877500873130518?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/2350877500873130518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=2350877500873130518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/2350877500873130518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/2350877500873130518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2011/08/wild-rose-by-jennifer-donnelly.html' title='The Wild Rose by Jennifer Donnelly'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ONArYfN0HU/Tlumrn1eYpI/AAAAAAAAAxc/UcRf0SWxHkQ/s72-c/WildRose_Donnelly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-4428002068319326456</id><published>2011-08-14T17:21:00.027-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T13:48:59.419-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='France'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award Winner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Historical'/><title type='text'>Revolution by Jennifer Donnelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FQp9drMyQPA/Tkg8ry0MKWI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ecP6MuWKUiU/s1600/51JS2aGAnFL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 172px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FQp9drMyQPA/Tkg8ry0MKWI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ecP6MuWKUiU/s200/51JS2aGAnFL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640825256354261346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The move has been completed and most of the boxes have been unpacked and so it was a treat to sit down with a book and forget about the real world for a minute or two. I began reading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Revolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; during one of the car rides back and forth from Watertown to Mars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.jenniferdonnelly.com/"&gt;Jennifer Donnelly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; is one of my favorite authors with whom I have been acquainted since she was a guest at Sackets&lt;/span&gt; Harbor School. She is a North Country native and garnished awards and praise for her YA book, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;A Northern Light, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;an historical novel set in the Adirondack Mountains and based on a true story of murder and cover-up. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Revolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; is also historical fiction that is a bit edgier and is also grounded in the present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Andi Alpers is a senior in high school and is on the verge of not graduating. She is suffers from depression and a tremendous guilt over the death of her ten year old brother, Truman. She lives with her mother who has had a nervous breakdown over this event and the divorce from Andi's father. Music has been the constant in Andi's life. She composes, takes lessons and has a most interesting play list on her iPod. She remarks, "…music lives.  Forever.  …it’s stronger than death.  Stronger than time.   And its strength holds you together when nothing else can.” And "boys let you down, music never does."  Andi's father finds out the academic trouble she is in and intervenes. He has her mother committed to an institution and whisks Andi away to Paris with him where he is working on an genetic project and where,  under his scrutiny, Andi will work on her senior thesis  - a paper on how the French musician Amade Malherbeau has influenced musicians up to the present day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Upon her arrival in Paris, Andi discovers the diary of Alexandre, a street performer who lived during the French Revolution. Through the pages of the diary, Andi begins an adventure of self-discovery as she reads of Alex's struggle in helping to protect the young dauphin, Louis-Charles, son of Louis XVI and Marie Antionette. Further adding to this connection is the project on which Andi's father is working - DNA analysis of a heart that is believed to be that of Louis-Charles. Numerous persons have claimed to be the tortured child who actually escaped the prison in which he was held. The novel is multi-layered and circular. It is divided into parts that mirror Dante's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Divine Comedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Andi's guide in Paris is a cab driver/musician whose name is Virgil, just as the guide was through the circles of Hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Andi is determined to leave Paris as soon as possible, but she must finish an outline and intro to her thesis before her father will allow her. She works toward a deadline by researching Malherbeau, his works, and his life. He is inextricably tied to Alex and the Revolution. The reader travels with Andi to libraries, historic homes, and the mysterious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.catacombes-de-paris.fr/english.htm"&gt;catacombs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. It is there that the truth becomes clearer to her, but where, also, the reader must suspend a grasp on reality. Andi's epiphany -              "Life’s all about the revolution, isn’t it? The one inside, I mean.  You can’t change history. You can’t change the world. All you can ever  change is yourself."      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Andi was a tough character to like at first, but she grew on me and I began to empathize with her plight. Alexandre was a feisty young woman who knew what she wanted in life, but rather than pursue that dream, put it on hold to protect the person whom she loved and who depended upon her for his life. I wanted to know more about her and the situation into which she was thrown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jennifer Donnelly is an AMAZING writer. Her books are meticulously researched and written. ( I joked with her once that I would gladly be a research assistant for her.) Having just returned from Paris in April, I was immediately transported back there with Andi. I have walked through the catacombs and with Donnelly's descriptions I know readers will also have that same experience vicariously. In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Revolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Jennifer Donnelly proves once again that her mastery of storytelling, research, and the writing craft combine to make one fantastic read. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-4428002068319326456?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/4428002068319326456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=4428002068319326456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4428002068319326456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4428002068319326456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2011/08/revolution-by-jennifer-donnelly.html' title='Revolution by Jennifer Donnelly'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FQp9drMyQPA/Tkg8ry0MKWI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ecP6MuWKUiU/s72-c/51JS2aGAnFL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-4456574019838033586</id><published>2011-06-05T22:47:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T22:48:00.428-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World War I'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Historical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Germany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='England'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><title type='text'>Fall of Giants by Ken Follett</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E_qtv9LYCHc/Tew_32sO8KI/AAAAAAAAAuo/CSp7FZKNlRs/s1600/Read-Fall-of-Giants-online.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 107px; height: 163px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E_qtv9LYCHc/Tew_32sO8KI/AAAAAAAAAuo/CSp7FZKNlRs/s200/Read-Fall-of-Giants-online.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614933064230564002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't think that I have ever taken so long to read a book in my life. I actually started this book back in October, 2010. It wasn't that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Fall of Giants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; wasn't good, it was life got in the way. Classes, book club books, and the Anglican Adventure trip were bumps in the road to finishing it. In fact, it really was just the opposite. The book was incredibly interesting and enjoyable. Follett has woven a story that just begins in this first installment of The Century Trilogy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The novel opens in Wales in 1911 when the 13 year-old Billy Williams makes his first trip down into the coal mines. After a near brush with death, he asserts his leadership and becomes a force with which to be reckoned. Billy's sister, Ethel is a maid in the household of the Fitzherberts, a wealthy earl whose home is a mansion compared to the humble abode of the miners. She is a conscientious worker and moves up the ladder to become a head of the household staff. She also becomes the lover of the earl and when becoming pregnant is sent from the estate with hush money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Intertwined with these characters are Russian peasant brothers, a Russian princess, a son of a U.S. Senator, Woodrow Wilson, Winston Churchill, and diplomats from Germany. It is so very helpful that the author includes six pages of a listing of all the characters. The scene of actions is as diverse moving from Wales to Russia, London, and Buffalo. It is enlivened with descriptions and the actions of World War I and the Russian Revolution. Although Follett may take some liberty with historical accuracy, the book is so very informative and educational. I have never studied the Russian Revolution in such depth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Concomitant with the war story is the crusade for women's suffrage in the U.K. The political activists present cogent arguments for the expansion of the franchise and the equalization of wages for women workers. In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Fall of Giants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; the theme of liberal activism and furthering the rights of all people is most evident. One needs to be broadminded and not provincial, forward thinking, and not beholden to the status quo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;To relate completely all the actions and intricacies of the plot would take more time and space than the 850 pages of the novel. With the end of the wars, the peace negotiations and signing of the  Versailles treaty, the novel ends in 1924, leaving the reader anxious to  have the second part the trilogy at hand. The characters have changed  and are at pivotal places in their lives. It doesn't seem fair that we  need to wait another year for the continuation of the story. A grand novel with some flaws, yes, but so intriguing and captivating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-4456574019838033586?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/4456574019838033586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=4456574019838033586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4456574019838033586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4456574019838033586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2011/06/fall-of-giants-by-ken-follett.html' title='Fall of Giants by Ken Follett'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E_qtv9LYCHc/Tew_32sO8KI/AAAAAAAAAuo/CSp7FZKNlRs/s72-c/Read-Fall-of-Giants-online.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-4219455938281131581</id><published>2011-05-03T12:04:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T20:36:11.779-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suspense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FML Book Club'/><title type='text'>The Reserve by Russell Banks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Dfo1g1O9VM/TcAnsmg857I/AAAAAAAAAto/mZ_AUkfDvS0/s1600/The%252BReserve%252C%252BRussell%252BBanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 159px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Dfo1g1O9VM/TcAnsmg857I/AAAAAAAAAto/mZ_AUkfDvS0/s200/The%252BReserve%252C%252BRussell%252BBanks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602521583655380914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Described by some as a noir novel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Reserve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; is a relatively short read that takes place on the eve of World War II in the Adirondacks of New York State. It is part romance, part historical, and part murder mystery. Told in present (1936) and flash forwards, Banks relates a tale of intrigue and relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The novel opens as Vanessa Cole, a beautiful socialite and daughter of Dr. Carter Cole witnesses a sea plane landing on a lake in the Adirondack Mountains of New York. The pilot, Jordan Groves, is also an artist and is escorted to the doctor's home, "The Reserve," where he examines some works of art. The sensual tension between Vanessa and Jordan is felt immediately although the artist is happily married to Alicia Groves and the father of two sons. One of Cole's servants is Hubert St. Germain, an Adirondack guide, who must work for some of the wealthy who live in the area in order to make ends meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Almost immediately in the course of the story a tragedy occurs at The Reserve that has implications for all four of the major characters. Each is affected differently, but in a way that has implications for each of the other protagonists. Groves, based on the artist Rockwell Kent who lived in Ausable, NY, is the pivotal person. His relationship to Vanessa and his wife turns on the task that he is asked to perform. St. Germain witnesses an event that causes him to reflect on his moral fortitude. The novel is also a study in the contrast of classes. Groves is a very left-thinking artist who must rely on the patronage of that wealthy class for his support. He needs to sell paintings to live and it is the wealthy who can afford to buy them. This dichotomy is also illustrated by the plight of Hubert. Another tragedy throws three of the characters into a climax that is as dark as almost any novel can set forth in its pages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Interspersed between the present day action are chapters printed in italics. In these chapters one gets a glimpse of the Spanish Civil War and a fighter pilot and also a beautiful socialite on a flight of the Hindenburg. For two of the characters, the strife in their life did not end on The &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Reserve&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;From a literary standpoint, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Reserve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; would not be considered award-worthy. However, it was  an entertaining read and kept the reader's interest. There were enough twists and surprises that created an entertaining page-turner and would inspire one to read more of Russell Banks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-4219455938281131581?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/4219455938281131581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=4219455938281131581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4219455938281131581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4219455938281131581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2011/05/reserve-by-russell-banks.html' title='The Reserve by Russell Banks'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Dfo1g1O9VM/TcAnsmg857I/AAAAAAAAAto/mZ_AUkfDvS0/s72-c/The%252BReserve%252C%252BRussell%252BBanks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-947606087003541153</id><published>2011-04-03T13:45:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T17:42:23.158-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baseball'/><title type='text'>Big Russ and Me by Tim Russert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3-_FBT5p4L0/TZi7PLNK82I/AAAAAAAAAtg/tVnI4OxTC3U/s1600/625647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 92px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3-_FBT5p4L0/TZi7PLNK82I/AAAAAAAAAtg/tVnI4OxTC3U/s200/625647.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591424806760936290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was a sad  day for me when Tim Russert died in June, 2008. He was a wonderful news person, extremely intelligent and articulate. I never missed a Sunday of Meet the Press when he was the moderator, if I could help it.  And what was election night without Tim and his whiteboard? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Big Russ and Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; is Tim's memoir and tribute to his father and mentor, Big Russ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tim Russert was the son of a garbage collector and newspaper courier,  Tim Russert Sr., and Betty Russert. The family was a very blue collar,  middle class family who lived in Buffalo, New York. The book reads as if  Tim is actually talking to the reader. It is down to earth and personal. Big Russ was a wounded vet from World War II and was grounded in hard work and honesty. These two virtues he passed on to his son. Being nearly the same age as young Tim, I recognized  many similarities in upbringing, values, interests, and viewpoints. Tim Russert was educated in the Catholic school system of Buffalo and then proceeded to attend Cannisius College, a Jesuit institution. From there he went to John Carroll University Law School in Cleveland. He was a devout man, although not over zealous. His descriptions of meeting the Pope convey his adoration of the man and the position. Through a series of being in the right place at the right time and very hard work, Russert rose through the political offices of the city of Buffalo, Daniel Patrick Moynihan's staff, and NBC news. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The chapter titles of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Big Russ and Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; resonate with many boomers as major aspects of one's life. - Work, Faith, Food (love the Beef and Weck of Buffalo), Baseball, Fatherhood, Discipline, 1968, Cars, and Loss. In each Russert describes that aspect of his love in almost a reverend way. Reading about him and his father, and uncle traveling to Cleveland each year for an Indians game - usually a doubleheader - brought back so many fond memories of the afternoons I spent at Forbes Field in Pittsburgh. So much of the history of the 60s is detailed with his reactions to it. John Glenn orbiting the earth, the assassination of John Kennedy, and the subsequent killings of Martin Luther King and Robert Kennedy are major turning points in his life as they were in all of our lives. His descriptions are heartfelt and insightful as he reminisces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As much is this book is a tribute to Russert's father, it is also a love song to the city of Buffalo. This was his home and although he moved to Washington, D.C., he never felt far away from his hometown. How painful for him to endure those 4 Super Bowl losses. Yet the book is also written for his son, Luke as he prepares to leave the nest for college.  His words are encouraging and loving and how untimely it was that Tim Russert died right after Luke graduated from college. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This book was a wonderful read. It begged to be savored as much as the Buffalo fish fries, the German food at Broadway market, or baked goods from the Quality Bakery. Yes, I do still miss Tim Russert, but am grateful that he shared a bit of his life for all of us to enjoy in this book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-947606087003541153?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/947606087003541153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=947606087003541153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/947606087003541153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/947606087003541153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2011/04/big-russ-and-me-by-tim-russert.html' title='Big Russ and Me by Tim Russert'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3-_FBT5p4L0/TZi7PLNK82I/AAAAAAAAAtg/tVnI4OxTC3U/s72-c/625647.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-4366868347457342673</id><published>2011-03-15T23:13:00.020-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T13:04:09.881-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award Winner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FML Book Club'/><title type='text'>Olive Kitteridge by Elizabeth Strout</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FtZ0iE4U7JQ/TYArV1p5zyI/AAAAAAAAArw/bu7Ds5vZyFo/s1600/Olive-Kitteridge-Fiction-B0013TRR80-L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 149px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FtZ0iE4U7JQ/TYArV1p5zyI/AAAAAAAAArw/bu7Ds5vZyFo/s200/Olive-Kitteridge-Fiction-B0013TRR80-L.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584511192119496482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A collection of 13 short, intertwined stories &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Olive Kitteridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; won the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.pulitzer.org/citation/2009-Fiction"&gt;2009 Pulitzer Prize&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; for fiction.  Set in Maine the vignettes center around Olive, a former math teacher, her husband Henry, son Christopher, and the people who come in and out of her life. She is an overweight, gruff, and domineering woman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At times the reader can't stand Olive and her manipulative ways. At other times, we have empathy for her, and sometimes we even like her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The stories progress chronologically as Olive and Henry age. We see her at her son's wedding, helping a young anorexic, surviving an attack, tending to a sick husband, becoming a grandmother and reflecting on life. Most of the secondary characters in the vignettes are people on whom she has had some influence, her family and students. In some of the stories, Olive makes only a brief appearance. Could this be because the stories had been published as stand alone pieces of literature? Or, is it because we need a break from the intense scrutiny that Strout&lt;/span&gt; imposes upon Olive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of the most dramatic stories, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Incoming Tide, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; is one in which Olive, during a conversation with a former student, Kevin,  who sits and contemplates suicide, witnesses a young girl slip off a steep craggy ledge into the ocean. She screams at him to hurry and save the girl from drowning. He dives into the water and tries to bring her ashore. The abrupt end of the narrative leaves the reader pondering whether she was, indeed, saved and also whether the two would be a couple after the incident. The theme of suicide is a frequent one in the book and it is interesting how each character who tenders those thoughts handles it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Olive Kitteridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; is a book that could be revisited again and could be put under a critical lens. Olive is really multidimensional despite her seeming predictability. As she ages she becomes a more lonely old woman whom the reader feels has missed out on the fun in life. At the book's end she feels gratitude and regret, but also a desire to keep living. In a poignant and insightful thought, she reflects,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"What young people didn’t know . . . They did not know that lumpy, aged,  and wrinkled bodies were as need as their own young, firm ones, that  love was not to be tossed away carelessly, as if it were a tart on a  platter with others that got passed around again.  No, if love was  available, one chose it, or didn’t choose it”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Olive Kitteridge will be a memorable person in the continuum of our literary heritage - a very good read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-4366868347457342673?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/4366868347457342673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=4366868347457342673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4366868347457342673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4366868347457342673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2011/03/olive-kitteridge-by-elizabeth-strout.html' title='Olive Kitteridge by Elizabeth Strout'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FtZ0iE4U7JQ/TYArV1p5zyI/AAAAAAAAArw/bu7Ds5vZyFo/s72-c/Olive-Kitteridge-Fiction-B0013TRR80-L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-8630644072928697147</id><published>2011-02-13T21:37:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T23:25:11.945-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Printz Award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dystopia'/><title type='text'>Ship Breaker by Paolo Bacigalupi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-48mfNM_fYh0/TViVg7YSrFI/AAAAAAAAAq4/7CGd2nphKlc/s1600/Ship-Breaker-Lo-Rez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-48mfNM_fYh0/TViVg7YSrFI/AAAAAAAAAq4/7CGd2nphKlc/s200/Ship-Breaker-Lo-Rez.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573368931798920274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;From the inside flap of  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ship Breaker,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In America’s Gulf Coast region, where grounded oil tankers are being broken down for parts, Nailer, a teenage boy, works the light crew, scavenging for copper wiring just to make quota–and hopefully live to see another day. But when, by luck or chance, he discovers an exquisite clipper ship beached during a recent hurricane, Nailer faces the most important decision of his life: Strip the ship for all it’s worth or rescue its lone survivor, a beautiful and wealthy girl who could lead him to a better life. . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Winner of the 2011 Michael L. Printz Award for young adult literature, the novel opens as Nailer Lopez is scavenging in the shipwrecks off the coast of a post apocalyptic world characterized by greed and environmental disasters. He is part of the Crew that must meet quota of scrap copper and metal. Nailer hits the jackpot when he discovers a pocket of oil that could be his ticket out of life on Bright Sands Beach where he lives in a shanty with his abusive and drug-addicted father. But the Fates have a different plan and an horrendous hurricane strikes the area. During the course of the storm, a luxurious clipper ship is beached and Nailer and his friend come upon it. The find that it is filled with treasures that will surely provide a means out of their horrible existence. They will have the leverage to scavenge the wealth and store the food. But in the midst of the wreckage, they find a beautiful girl, "Swank Girl," who presents them with a real dilemma. Barely conscious, she convinces them she can lead them to more wealth when she will be rescued by those who will come looking for her. But then, Nailer and Pima won't be able to take the items from the ship. Add to this picture, Nailer's father who also finds the wreckage and is determined to stand in the way of his son's good fortune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The journey to escape leads to places beyond the shore and to the city of Orleans. Pursued by half men, masters and patrons, Nailer has one thing on his mind to save himself and his friends. It is a dystopian society that is presented. At times it seems futuristic and at other times, very much in the past. There are technological advances and genetic engineering.  Political statements are made. There is the tension of a great science fiction novel and the characters are well developed and dynamic. The ending leaves the reader with the notion that there will be at least one sequel and it will be anxiously awaited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Young adults will love this book, the excitement, and discovering a world that could be. It comes on the heels of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The Hunger Games &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;trilogy and will be as exciting to teens as those books were. It was a good book, and if I really liked this genre, a great book. I am not sure if I was disappointed by the book itself or by the fact that the book has been so hyped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-8630644072928697147?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/8630644072928697147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=8630644072928697147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/8630644072928697147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/8630644072928697147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2011/02/ship-breaker-by-paolo-bacigalupi.html' title='Ship Breaker by Paolo Bacigalupi'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-48mfNM_fYh0/TViVg7YSrFI/AAAAAAAAAq4/7CGd2nphKlc/s72-c/Ship-Breaker-Lo-Rez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-5628199250929800680</id><published>2011-02-06T22:59:00.023-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T18:43:19.211-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books into Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Historical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FML Book Club'/><title type='text'>The Help by Kathryn Stockett</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TU9uLJAdBDI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Naoy3Vwcs4w/s1600/cov_the_help.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TU9uLJAdBDI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Naoy3Vwcs4w/s200/cov_the_help.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570792401756030002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had heard so much about this book from my friends that I was so excited to finally read it. It was the February selection for the Flower Memorial Library Book Club. As great a read as this was, it was exceptionally painful to remember the time and place in the history of our country that was so deplorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;The Help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; takes place in Jackson, Mississippi in the early 1960s. Miss Skeeter has returned home from Ole Miss to begin a career as a writer/journalist and is one of the narrators of the novel. Aibileen Clark is a black woman, about 50 years old, who works for Elizabeth Leefolt, one of Skeeter's friends. Rounding out the trio of narrators is Minny, a young maid who has been fired from more than her share of jobs and who has a tough time with the self-control filter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Skeeter lands a job with the local paper as an advice columnist for cleaning help - Dear Miss Myrna. Since she knows so little about the subject she enlists the aid of Aibileen for answering the tough questions. She becomes close to her through this collaboration and when it is suggested by a New York publisher that Skeeter write a longer piece she comes up with the idea of a series of interviews/stories of how the black maids are treated in the town. Aibileen agrees to help Skeeter and recruits some of the other "nigra" women who spend their lives waiting on the white families of the town. Through these interviews and the narration by the three, a picture is painted of a society that embraced bigoted and prejudicial beliefs and actions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The reader is introduced to a plethora of characters -Celia Foote, a young white woman whose station is not much above the black women, white trash, trying so hard to please her husband and break into the "junior league" clique; Miss Hilly Holbrook, the equivalent of the social bully, who in a moment's notice can ruin anyone's life, but who gets her come-uppance when she is "treated" to Minny's chocolate pie; Stuart Worthington, the young man who would be a good match for Skeeter were it not for his superficiality; Charlotte Phelan, Skeeter's mother, overbearing, but wanting nothing but the best for her daughter; adorable Mae Mobley, the daughter of Elizabeth, who is nurtured by Aibileen and virtually ignored by her mother; and Constantine, Skeeter's beloved nanny who never really appears in the novel, but whose presence is felt dramatically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In writing each of her narrator's chapters, Stockett captured voice and point of view so that the reader has no confusion who is telling the story. Although there are some anachronisms that detract from the narrative, the history portrayed is credible and real. We witness Medgar Evers&lt;/span&gt; murder, Martin Luther King's historic Washington speech and the sit-in at Woolworth's. The treatment of blacks in the novel and in the south was deplorable at the least. It is unbelievable that the white society entrusted the children to the black "help yet could not allow them to use a toilet in the house for fear the family might catch a disease. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Each character grows and changes in the book. Skeeter becomes confident and comfortable with whom she is. Minny channels her feisty nature into taking her life into her own hands. Celia realizes what is really important in life, and Aibileen courageously takes a chance on a new path in her life. This book is a page turner, full of poignant moments, tough situations,  and a good dose of humor now and again. It ranks as one of my favorite novels and I would encourage anyone who hasn't read it to do so. I anxiously await Stockett's next novel with the hope that it is as good as her first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-5628199250929800680?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/5628199250929800680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=5628199250929800680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/5628199250929800680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/5628199250929800680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2011/02/help-by-kathryn-stockett.html' title='The Help by Kathryn Stockett'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TU9uLJAdBDI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Naoy3Vwcs4w/s72-c/cov_the_help.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-8871526562372986406</id><published>2011-01-23T10:05:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T11:47:41.651-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American History'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award Winner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newbery Award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Historical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Childrens'/><title type='text'>One Crazy Summer by Rita Williams-Garcia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TTxD83gi7wI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/SjlT3SX1Vxc/s1600/OCS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TTxD83gi7wI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/SjlT3SX1Vxc/s200/OCS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565397952494759682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Children's&lt;/span&gt; literature has given us a few iconoclastic characters: Fern Templeton from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Charlotte's Web, &lt;/span&gt;Claudia, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From the Mixed up Files of Mrs. Basil E. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Frankweiler&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Karana&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Island of the Blue Dolphins&lt;/span&gt;, and Jess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Aarons&lt;/span&gt; and Leslie Burke from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bridge to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Terabithia&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Add to that list Delphine Clark from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One Crazy Summer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One Crazy Summer &lt;/span&gt;has garnished numerous awards: Coretta Scott King Award for Author, Scott &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;O'Dell&lt;/span&gt; prize for historical fiction, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Newbery&lt;/span&gt; Honor Book, and a National Book Award finalist. All are well-deserved and speak to the quality of this book. I liked it much better than &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2011/01/moon-over-manifest-by-clare-vanderpool.html"&gt;Moon over Manifest&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Newbery&lt;/span&gt; Medalist for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delphine (11), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Vonetta&lt;/span&gt; (9), and Fern (7) Clark are put on a plane in Brooklyn in the summer of 1968 to visit their mother, Cecile, in Oakland, California. They have not seen her since right after Fern was born, seven years previous. On the bumpy plane ride they anticipate the warm welcome and hugs that they will get when they see their mother. But that is not to be. Cecile is not welcoming or affectionate. They are just a nuisance and this is evidenced from the way they are gathered at the airport, taken to her home, and virtually made to tend for themselves. Cecile asks Delphine to hand over the money that their father has given them and then sends them to Mean Lady Ming's Chinese Restaurant, down the block and around the corner, if they want anything to eat. The kitchen is off limits. She will not call Fern by name and makes fun of her clinging to her doll. Shown their bedroom, the sisters will share 2 beds among them. The visit has not had an auspicious beginning. The next morning the girls are sent to the Black Panther Community Center/School if they intend to eat breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the novel is set. Delphine, full of care and compassion for her sisters and a whole lot of common sense for a girl of eleven, is determined to make the best of the month that they visit in California. Cecile is a poet for the Black Panther movement and has taken the name &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Nzila&lt;/span&gt;. She is consumed with the movement and her poetry. The girls go to the center every day and learn about the movement that will forever change the complexion of the U.S and what their contribution to that movement can be. Williams-Garcia so carefully weaves history (Huey Newton, Bobby Hutton, the assassinations of King and Bobby Kennedy) and the culture of the time (Mike Douglas Show, The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Monkees&lt;/span&gt;, Hogan's Heroes, and Mission Impossible) into everyday situations. One of the most touching scenes of the book is the day that Delphine plans and takes her sister on a tour of San Francisco. She is determined that they feel like they have been on a real vacation and she plans a tour of Chinatown, ride on a cable car, and purchasing just the right souvenirs. She is an amazing little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel culminates in the arrest of Cecile and the girls' participation in a Black Panther Rally/Protest. This in turn leads to a real heart-to-heart talk between Cecile and Delphine. I dare anyone not to have teary eyes as the novel comes to its end. I love Delphine and I can't say that enough. Here is an eleven year old who acts as a mother to her two younger sisters, yet at the same time yearns for the protectiveness of her own mother. I love her because she is smart - after all she frequents the library for books to read and for information. She planned the San Francisco tour by doing research at the library. I love her because she knows what is right and what she must do in awkward situations. No, she didn't trash her mother's printing press, but it was right for her to clean it all up. Her character will be a part of me for a long time. I have wrestled with the idea of wanting a sequel to this book or have it a part of a new series much like the Dicey series. But then, part of me would like to just have Delphine, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Vonetta&lt;/span&gt;, and Fern stay the way they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an important book book in the collection of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;children's&lt;/span&gt; literature because of the time period it covers and the point of view it gives. It should take its place next to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Watsons&lt;/span&gt; Go to Birmingham&lt;/span&gt; as one that can be taught in elementary grades. When history is taught in school, it often loses the personal side. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One Crazy Summer&lt;/span&gt; captures this side in a beautifully and poetically written book. Don't miss it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-8871526562372986406?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/8871526562372986406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=8871526562372986406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/8871526562372986406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/8871526562372986406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-crazy-summer-by-rita-williams.html' title='One Crazy Summer by Rita Williams-Garcia'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TTxD83gi7wI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/SjlT3SX1Vxc/s72-c/OCS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-1879286947014806862</id><published>2011-01-18T20:31:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T21:54:57.149-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American History'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newbery Award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World War II'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Historical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Childrens'/><title type='text'>Moon Over Manifest by Clare Vanderpool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TTY_IZYozrI/AAAAAAAAAqI/v9AKAE51L4Q/s1600/Moon-Over-Manifest-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TTY_IZYozrI/AAAAAAAAAqI/v9AKAE51L4Q/s200/Moon-Over-Manifest-cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563703803148553906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.ala.org/ala/mgrps/divs/alsc/awardsgrants/bookmedia/newberymedal/newberyhonors/newberymedal.cfm"&gt;Newbery Committee&lt;/a&gt; of the American Library Association once again surprised the library community by choosing Clare Vanderpool's debut novel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Moon over Manifest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; as its 2011 winner. Set in Manifest, Kansas, the story takes place in 1936 during the Great Depression with flashbacks to 1918 and World War I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet Abilene Tucker as arrives in Manifest by jumping off  the train because it's "best to get a look at a place before it gets a look at you." She's come to stay with Shady Howard, a sometime pastor, salon owner, and bootlegger. Her father, Gideon, has taken a job on the railroad in Iowa and it wasn't appropriate for her to accompany him. Abilene is a spunky girl used to hopping trains and living without too many comforts. She arrives in Manifest the day before school is out for the summer. She meets Lettie and Ruthanne and the 3 become good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abilene discovers a little tin of momentoes in her room at Shady's. Each has an important significance in the life of the towns' people and indirectly or directly Abilene's life. The stories, told in flashback to 1918, are woven by Miss Sadie, a diviner. She is quite the character who knows the history of the town inside and out. Each time and place has its own story, mystery and excitement. I  wondered if the young audience for whom the book was written would be  able to follow the switching back and forth. Throughout the novel the parade of memorable characters make appearances from Sister Redempta, nun and teacher to Hattie Mae Harper, journalist and historian. Abilene must sort out the stories as she and Lettie and Ruthanne try to find a spy, understand who Jinx and Ned are, and why Abilene's father has left her. It was helpful to have a listing of the characters at the beginning of the novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel reminded me so much of others I have read: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;A Long Way from Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; by Richard Peck, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;The Higher Power of Lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; by Susan Patron, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Nowhere to Call Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; by Cynthia DeFelice, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because of Winn Dixie &lt;/span&gt;by Kate DiCamillo. This is a solid piece of historical fiction, though not groundbreaking. I liked the book, but did not love it. It would appeal to both boys and girls, but I th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;ink a hard sell on its own. Perhaps it is best shared by teacher reading it to his or her class&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-1879286947014806862?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/1879286947014806862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=1879286947014806862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1879286947014806862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1879286947014806862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2011/01/moon-over-manifest-by-clare-vanderpool.html' title='Moon Over Manifest by Clare Vanderpool'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TTY_IZYozrI/AAAAAAAAAqI/v9AKAE51L4Q/s72-c/Moon-Over-Manifest-cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-1705825181196139698</id><published>2011-01-14T09:18:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T13:39:38.121-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American History'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award Winner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biography'/><title type='text'>Lincoln by David Herbert Donald</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TTBbgB32m-I/AAAAAAAAApw/sablDApNNdE/s1600/donald.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 102px; height: 155px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TTBbgB32m-I/AAAAAAAAApw/sablDApNNdE/s200/donald.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562046145619205090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The course of history of our country is more often than not decided by the person in the leadership role of President. Could it have been different if another individual were in that position? For the Civil War era this would definitely been true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; by renowned historian David Herbert Donald is a hefty read that begins with Lincoln's birth and ends with his assassination. Donald's purpose in writing the biography was to only cover the events that Lincoln saw and in which he was a prominent figure -" what he knew, when he knew it and why he made his decisions." It was an intimidating read, but also an enlightening one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reader is immediately immersed into the life of the Lincoln ancestors and family, from Virginia to Ohio to Kentucky to Illinois. Abraham Lincoln left his father's household in 1831 and arrive at New Salem where he lived for six years. He was encouraged to run for the state legislature based on his hard work ethic, his gift for speech, and the need to position the future of the town within the state. And so began his political career. Becoming a lawyer through self-study and taking a place on the circuit court enabled him to become familiar to much of the Illinois population and in turn gave him a forum for his views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the book absorbing for the insights into Lincoln's personality and psyche. I realize that what is presented in Donald's viewpoint and to make judgments based on that alone would not be true scholarship. However, he does cause the reader to rethink many of the "truths" that have been taught in school. Lincoln was not a leader from the get- go. His stance was to react to a situation rather than head it off. I believe that in today's world he would have had a hard time being elected to public office. He changed his stance on issues, was not particularly good looking, and lacked self-confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The military history presented in the book was quite detailed and painstakingly researched. Again, what stood out was his relationship with General George McClellan and eventually with Ulysses Grant. McClellan outright refused to obey Lincoln's orders and commanded the troops on his agenda and according to his plan. Could it be that by allowing him this freedom that Lincoln prolonged the Civil War? He should have been replaced sooner rather than later. Once McClellan was replaced by Grant, Lincoln managed to, in a passive aggressive way, conduct the war in his way (p. 498.). His leadership grew as he grew in the job of President, but he never completely dismissed the fatalism that characterized many of his decisions, including the disregard for security measures when traveling or leaving the White House. Quoting from Shakespeare's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hamlet, &lt;/span&gt;""There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough hew them how we will."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lincoln believed that slavery was morally wrong, but wavered among solutions to eradicate or contain it. He thought colonization was an acceptable plan, but instead wrote and issued the Emancipation Proclamation. The process by which he did this was fascinating as he gathered his thoughts and those of the political leaders of the time. His firm belief was to save the union at all costs as he writes to Horace Greeley, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"If I could save the Union without freeing &lt;i&gt;any&lt;/i&gt; slave I would do it, and if I could save it by freeing &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; the slaves I would do it; and if I could save it by freeing some and leaving others alone I would also do that.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally, no biography of Lincoln would be complete without examination of his relationship with his wife and children and their mental states. Mary Lincoln was a strong-willed and extravagant woman. She loved the ability to spend money and did it with abandonment, mounting thousands of dollars of debt. Both in Illinois and Washington, Mary was responsible for family life as Abraham was absent so much of the time. She and Lincoln were both subject to mood swings and times of deep depression. The depression was deepened by the deaths of two of their sons. They were subject to severe headaches and often spent days secluded in their respective rooms. But there was a love and attachment there that often does not get communicated in writing about the President and his wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;David Donald's portrayal has been subject to criticism by those who think he may be a bit too harsh in his analysis of the Lincoln years. Nonetheless, it remains an account based on primary sources and scholarship and occupies a significant place in the collection of Lincoln treatises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-1705825181196139698?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/1705825181196139698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=1705825181196139698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1705825181196139698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1705825181196139698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2011/01/lincoln-by-david-herbert-donald.html' title='Lincoln by David Herbert Donald'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TTBbgB32m-I/AAAAAAAAApw/sablDApNNdE/s72-c/donald.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-727908435500034213</id><published>2010-11-05T17:25:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T13:51:24.834-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World War II'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holocaust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Germany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FML Book Club'/><title type='text'>Skeletons at the Feast by Chris Bohjalian</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TNR2YhGNsII/AAAAAAAAAog/4ZEWixVY6fA/s1600/skeletons_at_the_feast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 105px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TNR2YhGNsII/AAAAAAAAAog/4ZEWixVY6fA/s200/skeletons_at_the_feast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536180005518553218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So I took a break from&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Fall of Giants'&lt;/span&gt; 985 pages to read the November selection for the &lt;a href="http://www.flowermemoriallibrary.org/bookclub.html"&gt;Flower Memorial Library Book Club&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.chrisbohjalian.com/"&gt;Chris Bohjalian's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Skeletons at the Feast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; was a quick read, but not an easy one. Taking place at the end of World War II, it is a chronicle of the horrors and atrocities of war. Bohjalian was given a diary that belonged to a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;friend's East Prussian grandmother, Eva Henatsch, kept from 1920 through       1945. The novel was as absorbing as it was horrific. I was thankful that there were sections that lightheartedly broke through the darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Skeletons at the Feast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; is a novel with 3 concurrent story lines. Taking place as World War II is drawing to a close, men, women, and children from Prussia are streaming to the west as refugees trying to escape from the Russian army.  We first meet the Emmerichs, a well-to-do family who own a beet farm. Mutti and Rolf, parents to Werner, twins Anna and Helmut, and Theo. Their home, Kaminheim, is well-appointed and comfortable. Mutti is a strong supporter of Hitler and has a portrait of him hanging in the parlor. They have received help in working the land from British POWs, one of whom, Callum Finella, has fallen in love with Anna. As the family is poised to leave their beloved home for the west, Helmut and his father join up with the German army to fight in a counteroffensive mission. Werner has already left and with no word of him in months, he is presumed to be dead. Mutti, Theo, and Anna continue on with the carts full of possessions and their horses leading them. Callum goes too, often hidden under the grain and oats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Uri Singer is a Jew, separated from his family, as the Nazis took Jews as prisoners. He finds himself on a train to Auschwitz and realizes what will happen there, tho most of the transported prisoners have no clue. He throws himself from the train, eludes the guards and eventually assumes the identity of Manfred, a Wehrmacht officer. As time passes and he struggles to reach the west and the American and British lines, he meets with the Emmerichs and joins them in their flight. He searches for his sister Rebekah and is determined to undermine at any point the German army.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The third element of the story is the plight of French refugees, namely Cecile. Cecile is a privileged young woman who show incredible character and resilience. She and others whom she meets are moved from work camp to work camp as the fighting grows closer. Through her and her friends Leah and Jeanne we gain another insight into the atrocities that were committed in this war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bohjalian masterfully weaves all these stories together and creates a strong and compelling narrative. His descriptions of the march, the horrendous conditions during the winter months, and the morally corrupt Red Army are vividly portrayed. At times it is painful to read. His strong craft, tho, is his character development. Each person in this novel brings a point of view that allows the reader a glimpse at this war through many different lenses. All together they present a pictures that are disturbing and yet enlightening. The romance and true love between Callum and Anna, the acceptance of Uri (Manfred) by Mutti, her realization of what the Nazis were actually doing, and the sheer courage of all remind us that we are sometimes human beings that cannot always control what goes on around us, but we can, at least, carve some of our own personal destiny. Human beings when allowed to be just that without superficial barriers, can and will find a way to survive even in the most atrocious situations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This was an inspirational and incredible read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-727908435500034213?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/727908435500034213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=727908435500034213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/727908435500034213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/727908435500034213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2010/11/skeletons-at-feast-by-chris-bohjalian.html' title='Skeletons at the Feast by Chris Bohjalian'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TNR2YhGNsII/AAAAAAAAAog/4ZEWixVY6fA/s72-c/skeletons_at_the_feast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-2518356794004141941</id><published>2010-09-29T20:16:00.024-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T22:11:34.652-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FML Book Club'/><title type='text'>Mennoninte in a Little Black Dress: A Memoir of Going Home by Rhoda Janzen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TKPW9R-AMDI/AAAAAAAAAn4/RxvjL9bU4VU/s1600/Mennonite_in_a_little_black_dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TKPW9R-AMDI/AAAAAAAAAn4/RxvjL9bU4VU/s200/Mennonite_in_a_little_black_dress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522493916370186290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;October's selection for the Flower Library Book club is a memoir by Rhoda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Janzen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Raised in a Mennonite family in California, she has distanced herself from many of the tenets of her religion and the church, but she does still embrace the spirituality of the life. Her father was the former head of the North American Mennonite Conference for Canada and the U.S. and her mother the glue that kept the family together as she and her sister and two brothers were growing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Janzen's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; return home to the safety of her parents' home is precipitated by a series of unfortunate events: a hysterectomy that went bad, the dissolution of her marriage when her bipolar husband finds true love with a man named Bob from gay.com, and the inability to continue to pay the mortgage on her new lake front home. Add to this a horrendous car accident that leaves her with many broken bones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The book is really a series of essays that retrace many of the events of her childhood, her career, and the relationship with her husband. The reader is treated to family situations that are humorous and poignant. The recounting of the family camping trip in a van was especially funny as she and her sister tried to escape the wrath of killer mosquitoes. A discussion of typical Mennonite food ensues after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Janzen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; describes the lunches and thermoses that the kids take to school. Cabbage and borscht are stables as is the "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cotletten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-and-Ketchup Sandwich."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Janzen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; details the relationship with her husband, it is a completely different feeling. Their relationship was on again, off again and quite stormy. She endured the verbal abuse and temper outbursts due to the bipolar disease. She watches him spend money that they don't have and suffers the indignity of losing him to "Bob the guy from Gay.com." These passages are cathartic and are some of the most powerful in the book.  It's one thing to lose your husband to another woman, but to find that he is more interested in men is devastating. The fact that she finds some happy times with a man who is seventeen years younger than she is just rewards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I enjoyed this book, but at times felt disconnected from it. I am glad that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Janzen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; included the history of the Mennonites, but I wanted more. The vignettes and parade of characters seemed perfunctory and formulaic. And where was the black dress?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-2518356794004141941?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/2518356794004141941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=2518356794004141941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/2518356794004141941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/2518356794004141941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2010/09/mennoninte-in-little-black-dress-memoir.html' title='Mennoninte in a Little Black Dress: A Memoir of Going Home by Rhoda Janzen'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TKPW9R-AMDI/AAAAAAAAAn4/RxvjL9bU4VU/s72-c/Mennonite_in_a_little_black_dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-4083908655094915785</id><published>2010-09-21T18:06:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T16:57:43.085-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dystopia'/><title type='text'>Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TJksfik32oI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Yt4w3MkFG2A/s1600/mockingjay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TJksfik32oI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Yt4w3MkFG2A/s200/mockingjay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519491738688281218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The final book in the Hunger Games trilogy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Mockingjay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, is an intense action adventure filled with violence, twists, politics, and propaganda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“Against  all odds, Katniss Everdeen has survived the Hunger Games twice. But now  that she’s made it out of the bloody arena alive, she’s still not safe.  The Capitol is angry. The Capitol wants revenge. Who do they think  should pay for the unrest? Katniss. And what’s worse, President Snow has  made it clear that no one else is safe either. Not Katniss’s family,  not her friends, not the people of District 12.” &lt;em&gt;[Publisher's Summary]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; It is especially hard to review this book without giving away most of the plot and characterization. I had a hard time warming up to this book. I loved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The Hunger Games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Catching Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, but I liked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mockingjay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There is still the tension carried over from the first two novels in the series between Katniss, Peeta and Gale. At times I was in the Gale camp, but really secretly hope that she and Peeta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;would overcome immense obstacles and become the couple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One thing is for certain, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mockingjay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;speaks loudly and clearly against war. Kat is a pawn who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;will do the bidding of those controlling her. The role of the media and its part in creating or compromising reality is fascinating and a reminder to us to look through and beyond what we see and hear bombarding us on television, radio and the Internet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As in many series, we can expect characters whom we love to die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mockingjay&lt;/span&gt; was not dead and that he would come back to the story. Toward the end of the book, I wasn't sure that I could root for &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; was no exception. I wasn't surprised at these deaths, but they hurt just the same. I did want to believe that CinnaKatniss unequivocally. I was stunned at some of her thoughts and actions. I do think Collins tried to tidy up the ending much too quickly or had prolonged the rebellion too much that the ending seemed hurried. Upon finishing the book, I really didn't know what to think. However, after some pondering, I can understand the reasoning behind her words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;War and its ramifications are despicable. What is real? This trilogy will allow you some insight and definitely a worthwhile read. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-4083908655094915785?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/4083908655094915785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=4083908655094915785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4083908655094915785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4083908655094915785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2010/09/mockingjay-by-sizanne-collins.html' title='Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TJksfik32oI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Yt4w3MkFG2A/s72-c/mockingjay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-2909093083583993949</id><published>2010-09-12T10:17:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T10:20:59.304-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suspense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books into Movies'/><title type='text'>The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo by Stieg Larsson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TIzhlYjbnXI/AAAAAAAAAnA/pM55BriH5-A/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 86px; height: 129px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TIzhlYjbnXI/AAAAAAAAAnA/pM55BriH5-A/s200/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516031675984485746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;I finished this book nearly a week ago but have not written my thoughts because I have been nursing a broken ankle and because I am really not sure what I want to write. (Is that the percocet influence?) I was engrossed in this first novel of Larsson's trilogy and often wondered where the next turn was going to take the reader. Although it was a long read, it wasn't onerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel has a number of plots and subplots. It opens with the delivery of a framed flower to an aging Henrik Vanger which sets the stage for the first of the subplots. Vanger, an industrialist and financier, is uncle to Harriet Vanger who disappeared 36 years ago. Was it a result of an abduction, murder, or an escape on the young girl's part? Mikael Blomkvist, a financial journalist for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Millennium Magazine&lt;/span&gt;, has recently written an exposé that results in him being charged with libel, convicted to a future prison term. Lisbeth Salander ( why did I keep reading salamander?) is the girl with the dragon tattoo and an incredible computer wizard and investigator. Add her to my list of wannabee likes - Abby from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NCIS,&lt;/span&gt; and Penelope from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Criminal Minds&lt;/span&gt;. Salander is hired to do a background check on Blomkvist by Vanger and as a result the paths become intertwined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel is superbly crafted by Larsson. There are just enough hints to allow the reader an insight into the mysteries and investigation and more than enough twist to keep one from feeling comfortable in playing detective. The violence in the book is more than disturbing as are some of the situations in which Salander finds herself. I am not sure that the way she handled the encounters with her guardian was in the best interest for her or the guardian who was completely despicable. I had a hard time picturing the romantic interest between her and Blomkvist. Maybe I am just not as enlightened to the times as I should be. After the mystery has been solved, the revelation of the resolution fills nearly 100 pages. It was shocking and disturbing. Do business interests and "the bottom line" really trump morals and ethics? I am sure they do, but disturbing, none the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to reading the other 2 books in this trilogy. They have certainly maintained sales and readership throughout the summer of 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-2909093083583993949?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/2909093083583993949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=2909093083583993949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/2909093083583993949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/2909093083583993949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2010/09/girl-with-dragon-tattoo-by-stieg.html' title='The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo by Stieg Larsson'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TIzhlYjbnXI/AAAAAAAAAnA/pM55BriH5-A/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-193053125756389692</id><published>2010-08-27T00:01:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T12:07:41.115-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dystopia'/><title type='text'>Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/THc4u9Jp88I/AAAAAAAAAmU/7UYrwWcWm7s/s1600/booknewshungergames2new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/THc4u9Jp88I/AAAAAAAAAmU/7UYrwWcWm7s/s200/booknewshungergames2new.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509935048451290050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Too often a sequel to a very popular book is merely a retelling of the first book. There are notable exceptions like J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter books and most definitely the &lt;a href="http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2010/03/hunger-games-by-suzanne-collins.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Hunger Games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; trilogy. Collins continues the saga of KatnissEverdeen in &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Catching Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; and it is every bit a compelling read as the previous book.&lt;br /&gt;Home after the Hunger Games, Kat and Peeta have returned home to District 12, richer for their winnings. Kat is determined that Gale and his family will not do without and so she has taken it upon her self to provide for them. But life will never be the same for the two champions. Kat's rebellious act at the end of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hunger Games&lt;/span&gt; has sparked uprisings in a number of the districts and so President Snow comes to visit. He is adamant that she needs to squash the rebellions and the victory tour will see to this. Readers know that Kat will not give up her defiant spirit and speaks accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;In a strange twist of events precipitated by the uprisings and Panem's desire to put Kat in her place the Quarterly Quell is announced. It will send all living victors of The Hunger Games back to the arena. Kat and Peeta will compete again as affianced lovers. Kat has one goal - to protect Peeta at any cost.&lt;br /&gt;To reveal anything else about this book would destroy the plot's twists, turns, and eventual resolution. Suffice it to say, it is a page-turner, although I thought some of the time spent in the arena was a bit prolonged. Maybe it was because I was being impatient and wanting to get to the end. I anxiously await reading, when I can get my hands on a copy, the last in the trilogy - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mockingjay.&lt;/span&gt; Collins has hit the mark with this series for those who aren't taken by the plethora of vampire books on the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-193053125756389692?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/193053125756389692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=193053125756389692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/193053125756389692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/193053125756389692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2010/08/catching-fire-by-suzanne-collins.html' title='Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/THc4u9Jp88I/AAAAAAAAAmU/7UYrwWcWm7s/s72-c/booknewshungergames2new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-5172647535847316697</id><published>2010-08-11T23:04:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T18:05:50.851-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American History'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World War II'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Historical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Germany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='England'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>The Postmistress by Sarah Blake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TGNlDOC20dI/AAAAAAAAAmA/DB8yiRB-0Dc/s1600/postmistress_cover_front.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TGNlDOC20dI/AAAAAAAAAmA/DB8yiRB-0Dc/s200/postmistress_cover_front.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504354275560968658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;The novel opens with the question,  "What would you think of a postmistress who chose not to deliver the mail?" It is question that engages the reader and gives pause for thought. At first I was incensed that someone would do this, but then I realized that there must be a reasonable back story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Set in the small village&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;of Franklin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;on Cape Cod, London and other venues in Europe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;, The Postmistress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; is the story of Frankie Bard, a reporter who works with Edward R. Murrow in London, Emma Fitch, newly wed wife of  Franklin's doctor, and Iris James, the postmistress and how their lives become intertwined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strength of the novel is in the character development, the way Blake creates independent individuals who are also products of their time. I can picture Iris in her uniform carefully sorting and delivering mail. How is it that she didn't carry out her duty? Emma is so quiet, so innocent. She keeps to herself after Will has gone to London to regain the confidence and put off the guilt he feels after a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;devastating&lt;/span&gt; tragedy. She endures the day to day life opening herself to few who look to support her. Frankie is adventurous and outspoken. Her radio broadcasts are filled with human interest at the same time urging those to listen and be aware of the world situation even though a listener might not be directly affected. Her call to action against the Germans falls, for the most part, on deaf ears. As she travels throughout Germany, France, and Spain she interviews and records voices of refugees and Jews who are being forced to relocate. Their stories are deeply touching, but we still turned away from help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also a quiet to the book, a poignancy that allows the reader to contemplate the action that happens. Whether it is Iris dealing with a moral dilemma, Emma waiting for letters from Will or Frankie comforting a young child, the reader is deeply affected. As the seasons and pages turned, the realization that war is horrible on so many fronts  stands out to the reader and becomes the real message of the book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-5172647535847316697?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/5172647535847316697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=5172647535847316697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/5172647535847316697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/5172647535847316697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2010/08/postmistress-by-sarah-blake.html' title='The Postmistress by Sarah Blake'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TGNlDOC20dI/AAAAAAAAAmA/DB8yiRB-0Dc/s72-c/postmistress_cover_front.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-1182573682738473315</id><published>2010-08-02T13:00:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T23:04:29.966-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suspense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holocaust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><title type='text'>The Rembrandt Affair by Daniel Silva</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TFb590FLmLI/AAAAAAAAAls/LRrmf8gNdiA/s1600/51gg7G1UENL._SL160_AA115_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 115px; height: 115px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TFb590FLmLI/AAAAAAAAAls/LRrmf8gNdiA/s200/51gg7G1UENL._SL160_AA115_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500858835227351218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Daniel Silva is a master of the intelligent thriller, spy novel. His latest, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The Rembrandt Affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  will not disappoint the millions of his fans. It is the next in the  series about Gabriel Allon, Israeli intelligence agent and professional  art restorer. Silva takes us back to Cornwall, England ( I will get  there in my lifetime) where Allon is living a quiet life with his wife  Chiara, also a former Israeli operative. The action begins immediately  and Silva has his reader hooked. A friend and fellow art restorer has  been working on a mysterious Rembrandt painting. He is murdered and the  canvas stolen, the action that sets the stage for the novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At  first Gabriel becomes involved as a favor to Julian Isherwood, Allon's  friend and proprietor of a sometimes profitable art gallery in London.  However, as the action escalates, Allon becomes immersed with the  history of the painting that takes him to Amsterdam and secrets of the  Holocaust. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The Rembrandt Affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  is somewhat a departure from the usual Silva novel. Evidenced by his  interview with a "hidden child", there are many poignant moments in the  book. Allon is on the move and he or his colleagues travel to  Glastonbury, London, Buenos Aires, Paris, Lake Geneva, and of course  Jerusalem. A familiar team is assembled with the likes of Shamron, Uzi  Navot, archaeologist, and Eli Lavon. Add to the mix a very attractive  British journalist, Zoe Reed, CIA operatives from Langley, British M16 personnel, and you have a  group of agents who will  search for the painting and in the process  encounter nefarious and  ruthless business magnates who are willing to undermine world peace for  in exchange for amassing wealth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There is not as much violence in this novel as in the previous Allon books, nor the arms descriptions that the reader has come to expect. Instead we are treated to an array of electronic devices and the tasks that they can accomplish. It was enough to send the best technophile into overdrive. In an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/26184891/vp/38323635#38323635"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; interview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; with Matt Lauer on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Today Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;, Silva responds to 3 disturbing accusations about defiling the art world, his writing process, and putting his marriage in jeopardy. In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The Rembrandt Affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; we also get an insight into some of Silva's political beliefs - his support of Israel, skepticism about global warming, and the ineffectiveness of the Homeland Security department.  Silva's writing is accomplished and polished, his characters are more than believable and the reader needs to remember that this is really fiction, and the plot moves more quickly than the reader can turn the page. And now we have to wait at least another year before we are treated to the next Allon installment. Not FAIR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-1182573682738473315?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/1182573682738473315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=1182573682738473315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1182573682738473315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1182573682738473315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2010/08/rembrandt-affair-by-daniel-silva.html' title='The Rembrandt Affair by Daniel Silva'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TFb590FLmLI/AAAAAAAAAls/LRrmf8gNdiA/s72-c/51gg7G1UENL._SL160_AA115_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-4615162859743514360</id><published>2010-07-22T12:28:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T15:25:37.174-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baseball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pittsburgh'/><title type='text'>Kiss it Good-bye by John Moody</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TEhx_G0A28I/AAAAAAAAAlI/d_LY_N_iXQg/s1600/30kissitgoodbye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TEhx_G0A28I/AAAAAAAAAlI/d_LY_N_iXQg/s200/30kissitgoodbye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496768674180160450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kiss It Good-bye: The Mystery, the Mormon, and the Moral of the 1960 Pittsburgh Pirates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; was a trip down memory lane for me. Moody grew up in the Pittsburgh area in the late 50s and early 60s and relates how the city and especially the Pittsburgh Pirates influenced his life. This is such an easy concept to which I can easily relate. I spent most Sunday afternoons at Forbes Field watching double headers with my family. My mother would pack us a picnic lunch/dinner (usually ham salad sandwiches and potato salad, cookies and lemonade) and we would make a day and sometimes an evening out of it if a game would go into extra innings. Those were the days when you could bring food into a ballpark and not have to worry about having your children hear inappropriate language. It didn't matter that the Pirates were a horrible team, they were our city's baseball team and we knew all the player stats and had our own family favorites. My brother loved Bob Skinner, my dad, Bill Virdon, Mom's was Dick Groat and mine was Bill Mazeroski. We kept score for every game we saw and loved the Bucs. When we weren't at Forbes Field we sat on our patio and listened to Bob Prince and Jim Woods on the radio as he announced the games. We all knew his nicknames for the players, his signature phrases and most of all we enjoyed the way his excitement became ours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In Moody's book we are able to relive this era as the author tells the story through the eyes of Vernon Law, the Cy Young winner of 1960. Law, the ace pitcher of the team, is a devout Mormon who distanced himself from alcohol and profane language. He was recruited by a member of the Pirate Board of Directors - Bing Crosby. The mystery is the accident that happened on the plane after the Pirates clinched the pennant in Milwaukee. Many of the Pirates were drunk that evening and celebrating, during the course of which Law's ankle was hurt. This change the course of the rest of the season and World Series. It had never been revealed who had been responsible for the injury until the publication of this book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The desire of Danny Murtaugh, Law and the Pirates that year was to bring a pennant to the long suffering city. Their resurgence was a parallel to the renaissance that the city was experiencing. It was through hard work and a few instances of luck that this happened. It was then that they should bring a World Series title to complete the year. But against the Yankees? Anyone who grew up in Pittsburgh at that time knows the rest of the story and the joy that was felt when Mazeroski hit the 9th inning home run. For many of us, we didn't have voices to scream at that point because of Hal Smith's tying home run the inning before. October 13, 1960 was a glorious day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Throughout the book are those remembrances from days gone by: Ed and Wendy King's Partyline and the nightly Party Pretzel, the Jenkins Arcade, Pittsburghese galore, and often forgotten Pirates like Gino Cimoli, Ducky Schofield, and Rocky Nelson. It was an uplifting read for the middle of a most dismal baseball season for Pirate fans. Maybe the present day owners should look to the past and see how to bring a team back. Surely there is another Murtaugh and Joe L. Brown out there who can work a little magic for us. Please.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-4615162859743514360?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/4615162859743514360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=4615162859743514360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4615162859743514360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4615162859743514360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2010/07/kiss-it-good-bye-by-john-moody.html' title='Kiss it Good-bye by John Moody'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TEhx_G0A28I/AAAAAAAAAlI/d_LY_N_iXQg/s72-c/30kissitgoodbye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-7939456007703267628</id><published>2010-07-17T11:20:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T12:25:41.987-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suspense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery'/><title type='text'>The Lion by Nelson DeMille</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TEHLQ_Q8ZRI/AAAAAAAAAk0/kNEU5thZaO0/s1600/The_Lion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TEHLQ_Q8ZRI/AAAAAAAAAk0/kNEU5thZaO0/s200/The_Lion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494896513089561874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is 13 months after the WTC bombings in New York and John Corey, an ATTF detective,  and his wife, Katherine Mayfield, an FBI agent, are on their way to Sullivan County, NY to participate in a group sky-diving challenge. Any reader of DeMille knows that it can't be that simple. As the title suggests, Asad Khalil is back in Corey's life and is willing to strike in the most inopportune moments. Let's just say Hannibal Lector is a pussy cat compared to Asad's lion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is hard to really give a plot summary of this novel because any description would be tantamount to giving the plot and twists away. The premise is that Khalil has returned to the United States to finish the job left undone in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Lion's Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. The Libyan terrorist is determined to eliminate all those pilots and any other accomplices who had a hand in the bombing that killed his family members that fateful night of April 15, 1986. He has nearly completed his mission with only a few remaining. It is that mission that he will attempt to accomplish on this trip to the U.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DeMille has penned an exciting thriller this time around. It seems much more cerebral than some of his previous novels with an extraordinary cat, make that lion, and mouse game going on between Corey and Asad Khalil.  There is, of course, much violence and bloodshed, but always a twist or an unexpected turn of events, especially the ending. The action stretches from San Diego to Hollywood to Sullivan County to Manhattan and Brooklyn and keeps the reader on the edge of her seat. Corey is an irascible man, a total alpha male and a master of one-liners. He very much reminds me of the British Inspector Morse, especially with his love of alcoholic libation. In all the tenseness of the novel, there is still the occasional laugh-out-loud comeback or observation that does for a fleeting second lighten the mood. The secondary characters, those men and women of the ATTF and F.B.I are well-developed and secretive enough that the reader can't always be sure that they are on "our side." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A great read that ended too quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-7939456007703267628?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/7939456007703267628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=7939456007703267628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/7939456007703267628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/7939456007703267628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2010/07/lion-by-nelson-demille.html' title='The Lion by Nelson DeMille'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TEHLQ_Q8ZRI/AAAAAAAAAk0/kNEU5thZaO0/s72-c/The_Lion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-7730179215480233378</id><published>2010-07-11T20:26:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T12:52:20.950-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award Winner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Historical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='England'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>Wolf Hall by Hilary Mantel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TDphrqNjozI/AAAAAAAAAkY/qORrovC7BiI/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 84px; height: 129px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TDphrqNjozI/AAAAAAAAAkY/qORrovC7BiI/s200/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492810098225161010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;WOW! What a well-crafted book that was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Wolf Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; is the fictionalized account of Henry VIII's break with the church in Rome and his obsessive desire to have a male heir to the throne. This story has been told countless times, but what sets this&lt;a href="http://www.themanbookerprize.com/"&gt; Man Booker Prize&lt;/a&gt; winner apart from other accounts is that it chronicles the events from the viewpoint of Thomas Cromwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cromwell was a self-made man who extricated himself from an abusive childhood, joined the French army because France was where wars were fought, memorized the Bible, and learned numerous languages. He returned to England and became a secretary to Cardinal Wolsey. The two had a close and symbiotic relationship until the Cardinal and King Henry became embroiled in the Supremacy struggle as Henry sought to have his marriage to Catherine of Aragon annulled. Cromwell witnesses that Wolsey will not broker this divorce and ingratiates himself with Henry. He becomes the king's most trusted adviser and through his machinations brought about much of the changes (reforms) in both the political and religious realms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mantel's novel brings together all the players in this historical time period. For the casual reader and even those steeped in the scholarship of this time, there is a cast of characters for all the venues in the book. From Cromwell's beginning in Putney, to his Austin Friars neighborhood in London, to Westminster, the court, France, and Wolf Hall - home to the Seymours, she  identifies those who so impacted the course of English history in the 1520s - 30s. Henry's loss of interest in Catherine, his spurning of their daughter Mary, and his infatuation with Anne Boleyn serve as a backdrop to all of Cromwell's actions as he covets and wields power. As he did with Wolsey, Cromwell does philosophic battle with Thomas More, author of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Utopia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;, who believes in the papal supremacy. And we all know how that ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel's impact is heightened as it is told in present tense with flashbacks. Mantel has infused humor and great description into the story. One notable passage is Henry's reaction to the birth of Elizabeth, the princess and future queen. All had expected her to be a him and Henry laments her birth: "The princess, unswaddled, had been placed on cushions at Anne's feet: an ugly, purple, grizzling knot of womankind, with an upstanding ruff of pale hair and a habit of kicking up her gown to display her most unfortunate feature."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most interesting secondary characters was Hans Holbein, the court painter. Holbein was commissioned to paint the important people of his era. His political beliefs can be analyzed through his paintings. Compare his treatment of both &lt;a href="http://www.wga.hu/frames-e.html?/html/h/holbein/hans_y/1535/8cromwel.html"&gt;Cromwell&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.wga.hu/frames-e.html?/html/h/holbein/hans_y/1528/4more.html"&gt;More&lt;/a&gt;. I was a little amused to read his critiques of &lt;a href="http://www.artchive.com/artchive/C/cranach.html"&gt;Lucas Cranach&lt;/a&gt;, a German painter close to Martin Luther. Cranach is my great grandfather - to the 12th power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those books that you don't want to end. But then you realize that it will be one that you will revisit in the years to come. An absolutely wonderful read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-7730179215480233378?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/7730179215480233378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=7730179215480233378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/7730179215480233378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/7730179215480233378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2010/07/wolf-hall-by-hilary-mantel.html' title='Wolf Hall by Hilary Mantel'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TDphrqNjozI/AAAAAAAAAkY/qORrovC7BiI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-5723227432174264661</id><published>2010-06-03T13:18:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T16:44:49.136-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='France'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Historical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='England'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>The Ravenscar Dynasty by Barbara Taylor Bradford</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TAfj50IsZ-I/AAAAAAAAAjg/aq4zlrTP34o/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 66px; height: 98px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TAfj50IsZ-I/AAAAAAAAAjg/aq4zlrTP34o/s200/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478598054106654690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Barbara Taylor Bradford authors books in which you love to become immersed. They are sagas of time, people and place. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Ravenscar Dynasty&lt;/span&gt; is set in Edwardian England at the turn of the century and relates the family history of Edward (Ned) Deravenel. The Deravenels are what we would call a conglomerate company. They have marble quarries, woolen factories and vineyards. As the novel opens we learn with the family that Ned's father and brother as well as a uncle and cousin are killed in a hotel fire while visiting &lt;a href="http://www.carraramarble.it/english/carrara_quarries.html"&gt;Carrara&lt;/a&gt; Italy  and the marble factories. The tragedy forces Edward to leave his place at Oxford and relocate to London to manage the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aligning himself with cousin Neville, the two Yorkshire men begin their search into the real reasons behind the deaths. Edward and Neville are a formidable pair as they begin to unearth the facts and to take back full control of the company from the Lancashire faction under the leadership of Henry Grant and his conniving wife, Margot. The plot, as one might expect, has many twists and coincidences as it leads to the climax. The secondary characters and plots are interesting and help reveal the true character of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Deravenels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward, as BTB tells us so often, is very tall, good-looking, and quite the ladies man. He is drawn to the older woman and has had many affairs in his short lifetime. He is very much in love with Lily who is expecting his child; marries Elizabeth Wyland, but continues to keep mistress, Jane Shaw. Each woman has a different effect on his life and lead him to make decisions with far-reaching consequences. The constant and stable woman for Edward, tho, is his mother, Cecily. She is the matriarch of the Deravenel family and can be counted upon for wise counsel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Ravenscar Dynasty&lt;/span&gt; is the first of a trilogy (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Being Elizabeth &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Heir&lt;/span&gt;) and has a very interesting parallel. Bradford writes in an introductory author's note about the similarities in her novel with the historical figures of Edward IV, duke of York, and his cousin, Richard Neville, Earl of Warwick who was later given the title "Kingmaker." Edward IV fought to regain the country from Henry VI, Duke of Lancaster in much the same way as Ned has gone to battle with Henry Grant. This is not the best book Bradford has written. It is often repetitious and sometimes slow-moving. But it is an entertaining read for a hot summer day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-5723227432174264661?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/5723227432174264661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=5723227432174264661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/5723227432174264661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/5723227432174264661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2010/06/ravenscar-dynasty-by-barbara-taylor.html' title='The Ravenscar Dynasty by Barbara Taylor Bradford'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/TAfj50IsZ-I/AAAAAAAAAjg/aq4zlrTP34o/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-9153691682998528258</id><published>2010-05-17T15:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T16:35:54.783-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery'/><title type='text'>The Shadow of Her Smile by Mary Higgins Clark</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S_Ge-lQf6LI/AAAAAAAAAig/nOlqTOckjMY/s1600/images-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 86px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S_Ge-lQf6LI/AAAAAAAAAig/nOlqTOckjMY/s200/images-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472329820222253234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If it is April, it must be that Mary Higgins Clark has a new book. The latest from the popular mystery writer is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Shadow of Her Smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; As is usually the case, the novel concerns itself with a larger issue than the murder mystery. In this book, beatification of a former nun serves as the background for the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Olivia Morrow, an octogenarian, has been told that she has very little time left to live by her doctor. She is in possession of papers that contain a family secret about her cousin, Catherine, a nun, who because of her ability to heal those suffering from a terminal disease, is in the final stages of the beatification process. While in her teens Catherine gave birth in Ireland to a boy who was given up for adoption. Olivia is conflicted as to whether to divulge the secret or take it to the grave with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Monica Farrell is a pediatrician at a small hospital in New York who has treated a small boy with brain cancer who was miraculously cured. She is also very active in trying to secure a grant for her hospital from the Gannon foundation so that the pediatric unit could be expanded and become state of the art. As the novel begins Dr. Farrell is treating a Sally, a toddler for asthma and pneumonia. Sally's mother, &lt;/span&gt;Reneé&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Carter, is mysteriously absent and is being cared for by a nanny. Monica is also celebrating the miraculous remission of Carlos Garcia's leukemia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As is typical of Mary Higgins Clark's books, the numerous characters - Monica, Olivia, Dr. Clayton Hadley, Alex Gannon, Greg Gannon, &lt;/span&gt;Reneé&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Carter, Tony Garcia, and Ryan Jenner are all interconnected. Tony Garcia drives Olivia Morrow to the cemetery where Catherine is buried and proves to be the fulcrum on which the novel hinges. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are the perfunctory murders, blackmail, and stalking. This is not one of &lt;/span&gt;MHC's&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; best efforts. It was fairly easy to solve and not much of a thriller. It did keep my interest and was a good light read after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Suite Français&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. The topic of beatification and medical miracles was an interesting subplot and one that provokes some extended attention. I will await next April's publication with the hope that Clark can regain the skill with which she used to write the involved and complicated  novel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-9153691682998528258?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/9153691682998528258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=9153691682998528258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/9153691682998528258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/9153691682998528258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2010/05/shadow-of-her-smile-by-mary-higgins.html' title='The Shadow of Her Smile by Mary Higgins Clark'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S_Ge-lQf6LI/AAAAAAAAAig/nOlqTOckjMY/s72-c/images-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-6930639020543490318</id><published>2010-05-08T11:22:00.021-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T16:53:23.919-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='France'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World War II'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Historical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Germany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FML Book Club'/><title type='text'>Suite Française by Irène Némirovsky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S-WCYhAN-xI/AAAAAAAAAh8/2Xsb8_xwwiE/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 84px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S-WCYhAN-xI/AAAAAAAAAh8/2Xsb8_xwwiE/s200/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468920680199093010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Suite Française&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; is a posthumously novel published by Irène Némirovsky, a Russian Jew who lived in Paris during the German occupation. It had originally been intended to be a five-part work, modeled after a Beethoven symphony. However,  Némirovsky was arrested and deported in 1942 and eventually died at Auschwitz before the work was completed. The work that exists today was found in a suitcase by her daughters Denise and Elizabeth who could not bear to read their mother's words. The novel was eventually published in 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The first part of the novel is "Storm in June" and recounts the massive exodus of Parisians at the time of the German occupation through the eyes and actions people of people trying to flee the city. The Péricands are a wealthy family who have their servants pack all their belongings for them. They will be traveling to Nimes. Gabriel Corté, a writer, is fleeing with his mistress. The Michauds are a couple that work for a Parisian banker. They originally believed that they would be evacuated with the rest of the bank workers, but were left behind when there was no room for them. They were given orders to meet the bankers by a given time. Charles Langelet goes it alone by trying to steal gasoline from unsuspecting motorists. At times comical, poignant and very satiric, this movement of the symphony is allegro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The second part of the novel is "Dolce" and is told through the eyes of Lucille Angellier whose husband is a prisoner of war. Her disdain for him because of his unfaithfulness leads her down the path of guilt as she must come to grips with her romantic feelings for Bruno, a German soldier who is billeted in the house that she shares with her mother-in-law. Their platonic relationship grows into what will more than likely become a romantic one. Or will it? To complicate matters, a German officer is shot by a local hunter and Lucille is drawn into the situation when asked to harbor the criminal. The novella is the adagio movement, told slowly and serenely. The descriptions are incredibly beautiful with the reader dwelling on each phrase as to breathe in the scene that is being created.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Némirovsky was a devout fan of Tolstoy's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;War and Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and also Turgenev and Chekhov. As we think what would have been if she had finished this literary symphony, we can only surmise that it would have been on equal standing with Tolstoy's masterpiece. She was an accomplished writer at the time of her death and we can be thankful that at least we have a portion of her masterly crafted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;opus magnus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-6930639020543490318?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/6930639020543490318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=6930639020543490318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/6930639020543490318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/6930639020543490318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2010/05/suite-francaise-by-irene-nemirovsky.html' title='Suite Française by Irène Némirovsky'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S-WCYhAN-xI/AAAAAAAAAh8/2Xsb8_xwwiE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-1767435374515338859</id><published>2010-04-14T23:00:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T23:09:47.606-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Historical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><title type='text'>The Secret Supper by Javier Sierra</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S8aBZ9jovaI/AAAAAAAAAhc/PY4jCfpcqLc/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S8aBZ9jovaI/AAAAAAAAAhc/PY4jCfpcqLc/s200/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460193881254051234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you thought &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Da-Vinci-Code-Dan-Brown/dp/0385504209/ref=tmm_hrd_title_0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The DaVinci Code&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;by Dan Brown, the pick up a copy of The Secret  Supper. It is a fascinating account of the painting of the masterpiece by Leonoardo DaVinci on the refectory wall of the convent of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;church Santa Maria delle Grazie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;in Milan, Italy. It is more  erudite and less Hollywood-esque than Brown's best seller and gives  the reader another perspective in the mystery that surrounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told in flashback by narrator Father Agostino Leyre the novel is set in 1497. The Vatican has been receiving mysterious correspondence from "the Soothsayer." The messages warn that the Catholic Church will in harm's way if DaVinci is allowed to continue to paint. Father Leyre is sent to Milan to investigate the death of the Duchess, one that was foretold before it happened. Was the Duke trying to establish an alternate culture based on the glory of Athens, why were there more murders and how were they connected. It is all for the good Father, whose official title is Master General of the Secretariat of Keys of Bethany, to solve. He has a note, written in Latin, that will hopefully help shed some light on the motives for the murders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are numerous subplots to this novel and all the historical people are referenced and mentioned as they are woven into the story. Cathars, Savanarola, The Church of John, and the influence of Mary Magdalene are covered. To read this book is an interesting and captivating journey for those who are fascinated by the life and works of Leonardo as well as the machinations of the Vatican.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-1767435374515338859?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/1767435374515338859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=1767435374515338859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1767435374515338859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1767435374515338859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2010/04/secret-supper-by-javier-sierra.html' title='The Secret Supper by Javier Sierra'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S8aBZ9jovaI/AAAAAAAAAhc/PY4jCfpcqLc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-3691392826531684615</id><published>2010-03-28T18:47:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T22:05:46.405-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dystopia'/><title type='text'>The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S6_cxBgtzSI/AAAAAAAAAgM/s0PzAfZP4iY/s1600/hunger-games_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 172px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S6_cxBgtzSI/AAAAAAAAAgM/s0PzAfZP4iY/s200/hunger-games_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453820408546315554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;I had been wanting to read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;The Hunger Games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; since it came out, but had not found it in in any library. I can understand why. To assign it to a genre is not easy. At times it is and adventure, a romance, science fiction and above all, dystopian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in Panem, formerly North America, Collins tells a story of how far reality shows can go. Every year, twenty-four young people, a girl and boy from each of the twelve districts is sent to the Capitol to participate in a fight to the death. Only one will survive the ordeal that is not only televised throughout the country, but is mandatory viewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katniss Everdeen is a sixteen-year-old who lives with her mother and younger sister, Prim(rose) in District Twelve, the Seam, in what appears to be like Appalachia with its dependence on the coal mines for economic survival. "Catnip" as she is called by Gale, an older boy on whom she has a crush, is a savvy hunter and knowledgeable about the woods and survival. On the day of the Reaping when the tributes to the Hunger  Games are chosen by lot, it is Prim's name that is called first. Realizing that her sister would never survive the games, Katniss immediately volunteers in her place. She is joined by Peeta, the son of the town baker as the two representatives who will be sent to their sure death in the Capital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey begins as the two travel to the Capitol by train with their mentors HaymitchCinna and Portia. It is up to the stylists to prepare them in an attractive way so that they may be worthy of sponsor money. In an elaborate ceremony all the contestants are presented to the public. It is then that Peeta declares that he has been in love with Katniss since they were five. It was a twist that she never expected, but one that she could exploit as she prepared her survival plan. The next day they would find themselves in the fight of their lives in the "arena," an expansive area of jungles, desserts, lakes, rivers, and wild animals where the Gamemakers control all aspects of the environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel is incredibly exciting and has enough twists and turns to keep the reader turning page after page. I loved the character of Katniss. She is empathetic, clever, and resourceful. We root for her and Peeta, but realize there can be only one winner and they are the two underdogs to the stronger players like Thresh, Cato, and Foxface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are familiar elements here. The scenario of the games reminded of the tributes that the ancient Athenians sent every year to Crete to battle the Minotaur. Katniss and Peeta appear as star-crossed lovers at the mercy of others around them even as Romeo and Juliet did. It was a grand read and I anxio&lt;/span&gt; Abernathy and Effie Trinket, two eccentric personalities. Once at their destination they are escorted to their rooms and meet their stylists, usly await the time when I can get my hands on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Catching-Fire-Second-Hunger-Games/dp/0439023491/ref=tmm_hrd_title_0"&gt;Catching Fire&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;the second part of the trilogy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-3691392826531684615?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/3691392826531684615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=3691392826531684615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/3691392826531684615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/3691392826531684615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2010/03/hunger-games-by-suzanne-collins.html' title='The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S6_cxBgtzSI/AAAAAAAAAgM/s0PzAfZP4iY/s72-c/hunger-games_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-6109092113921568249</id><published>2010-03-09T09:20:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T15:46:09.903-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pittsburgh'/><title type='text'>Taken by Kathleen George</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S5gE-3jCidI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/aHUJ7lt19rw/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 66px; height: 102px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S5gE-3jCidI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/aHUJ7lt19rw/s200/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447109227413932498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is always exciting to discover a new author. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.kathleengeorgebooks.com/index.html"&gt;Kathleen George&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; is a professor of Theatre Arts at the University of Pittsburgh from which she also has earned her B.A. and M.F.A. in Creative Writing. I read a review of her newest book, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The Odds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.ew.com/ew/article/0,,20281111,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.ew.com/ew/article/0,,20281111,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ntertainment Weekly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; things caught my eye - the book got a grade of A- and it was set in Pittsburgh. Upon doing some research about Kathleen George, I found that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;detective&lt;/span&gt; in the book had also been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;featured&lt;/span&gt; in previous novels. So being the kind of person that I am and having to do things in order, I had to start with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The novel begins as Marina and Michael Benedict leave a marriage counselor's office. As they go their separate ways Marina connects with a darling baby in a stroller coming from the elevator. As many people do when they see a cute baby, they interact and comment to the mother on how cute the child is. Marina was no different. She was especially touched since she and Michael could not have children. But then as she headed home and got on the bus she saw the baby again. But was it the same child? Of course it was, only this time the baby was in a man's lap - no stroller, no diaper bag. Something was definitely amiss. The man and the baby got off, but Marina could not let it go. Hastily asking the bus driver to stop a block further on the route she retraced the route and attempted to follow the man and baby. Here began the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gripping&lt;/span&gt; and thrilling tale of how she became involved in a kidnapping and eventual murder scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The police are immediately called by the mother of the baby who turns out to be the wife of a young Pittsburgh Pirate pitcher and as a result thrusts the kidnapping into a major news story. Detective Richard Christie begins the investigation into why and how the abduction has occurred. As Kathleen George points out, it couldn't be for ransom money, because the kidnappers would be then be the last people in America who knew how poor the Pittsburgh Pirates were. As the investigation unfolds with all the twists and turns, it keeps the reader turning pages and on the edge of her seat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The setting moves all around the Pittsburgh area to Erie, West Virginia, and Ohio. Within the city itself we get glimpses of East Braddock, Gateway Towers, and of course &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.primantibrothers.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Primanti's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There is tension in the book that is conveyed to the reader - tension between Michael and Marina, between the kidnappers, and between Christie and his wife. All lead to a grand mystery and entangling plot lines. It was a great read - stayed up way to late to finish it - and cannot wait to start the next one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-6109092113921568249?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/6109092113921568249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=6109092113921568249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/6109092113921568249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/6109092113921568249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2010/03/taken-by-kathleen-george.html' title='Taken by Kathleen George'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S5gE-3jCidI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/aHUJ7lt19rw/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-8921849676279380095</id><published>2010-03-07T13:18:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T16:55:07.214-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Historical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FML Book Club'/><title type='text'>Little Heathens: Hard Times and High Spirits on an Iowa Farm During the Great Depression  by Mildred Kalish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S5PyyNGXWjI/AAAAAAAAAe8/8ZvcaVFwjyo/s1600-h/page6_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 72px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S5PyyNGXWjI/AAAAAAAAAe8/8ZvcaVFwjyo/s200/page6_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445963318744799794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The March selection for the Flower Library Book Club, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Little Heathens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;by Mildred &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kalish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; was just a delightful book to read. I was a bit skeptical at first when I ordered the book. Was this going to just be another down and out book about the gloom of living through the Great Depression? I can't imagine what it was like to live during the time that so shaped the spirit of my grandparents, parents, and, really, our country. But what a surprise to read a book with such an upbeat point of view. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kalish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; recounts her life in this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/12/09/books/review/10-best-2007.html?_r=1"&gt;NY Times top book of 2007&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; as one of the Little Kids growing up on a farm in Iowa. The book is more than a memoir; it is a prescription on how to live independently and with pity and suffering. The book begins "My childhood came to a virtual halt when I was around five years old. That was when by grandfather banished my father from our lives forever for some transgression that was not to be disclosed to us children...His name was never spoken again in our presence; he just abruptly disappeared from our lives." That beginning would be enough to whet any reader's appetite. But we never read another word about her father. And that is the way life would be for a family brought up with spirit of Independence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Children were expected to do chores, pitch in with the planting and harvesting and play on their own. If they got a cut or bruise, they didn't immediately run for the attention of their parents, but dealt the best they could. They lived with out electricity, indoor plumbing, cars and mobile phones, and SURVIVED. When you bought something it was meant to last for a while. The phrase, "waste not, want not" really had meaning and it wasn't doom and gloom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Little Heathens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; is also a compendium of home remedies and recipes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kalish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; was born the same year that my mother was and for this reason I felt as I was reading the book that there was so much that was familiar. I had heard a lot about these &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;remedies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, household solutions, and have eaten the meals that were part of the family's repertoire. The beginning of Chapter 11, Farm Food resonates today - after breakfast the first question that was asked is what to have for dinner? My mother did this and I do today. If I haven't made out the week's menu, that is the order of business on my agenda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I truly enjoyed this book and really wanted more after each chapter. I know I will go back and reread parts of this book. I can actually see it being used as a curriculum related read. It would give great insight into an era that did produce a great generation. It brings us back to the reality of what we need to live - resourcefulness, love, and family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-8921849676279380095?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/8921849676279380095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=8921849676279380095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/8921849676279380095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/8921849676279380095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2010/03/little-heathens-hard-times-and-high.html' title='Little Heathens: Hard Times and High Spirits on an Iowa Farm During the Great Depression  by Mildred Kalish'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S5PyyNGXWjI/AAAAAAAAAe8/8ZvcaVFwjyo/s72-c/page6_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-4872216278989417682</id><published>2010-02-14T00:55:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T16:55:07.216-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FML Book Club'/><title type='text'>Three Cups of Tea by Greg by Greg Mortenson and David Oliver Relin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S3eQwAftLPI/AAAAAAAAAeA/8Ott6ZtuaHU/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 86px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S3eQwAftLPI/AAAAAAAAAeA/8Ott6ZtuaHU/s200/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437974229514267890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Three Cups of Tea &lt;/i&gt;has been on the New York Times Best Sellers list for 3 years. It has been selected by countless book clubs and "one book" one community reads since its publication. I read this for the February discussion of the Flower Memorial Library Book group. I was excited to finally read it. In my last year at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sackets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; Harbor School I had planned to do a "one school" one book program with it since it was available as a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Listen-Wind-Greg-Mortenson/dp/0803730586/ref=ntt_at_ep_dpi_3"&gt;picture book&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Three-Cups-Tea-Readers-World/dp/0803733925/ref=tmm_hrd_title_0"&gt;middle school book&lt;/a&gt;. I was sure I would love the book when I read it, but I didn't. I struggled with the names and places and found that it was taxing trying to follow the authors' travels to and from Pakistan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mortensen's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; story begins when he arrives in a remote village of Pakistan in 1993 after a failed attempt to climb to the summit of K2. He is exhausted, barely conscious, and is nursed back to health by the villagers. He makes a promise to return to the village and build a school for the children, especially the girls. The book is an accounting of how he makes this dream become a reality and the setbacks and triumphs that occur along the way. It amazed me as he set about his campaign to raise money that he was unaware of how to use a computer. The process both in the U.S. and Pakistan was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" &gt;painstakingly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; slow. Numerous trips to Pakistan resulted in roadblocks from a bridge that needed to be constructed so that supplies could get to the designated area, to the kidnapping and imprisonment of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mortensen&lt;/span&gt;. The story of bringing his dream to reality is inspiring and amazing. He continues his work today as well as maintaining a very rigorous speaking schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2010/01/year-of-living-biblically-by-aj-jacobs.html"&gt;Once again&lt;/a&gt;, I encounter a woman who is an absolute saint for standing in support of her husband's endeavors. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mortensen&lt;/span&gt; met and married Dr. Tara Bishop on a return trip home from Pakistan. It was virtually love at first sight and an incredible meeting  and marriage. She has supported his many trips and his devotion to the cause of education in Pakistan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What bothered me about the book was the style in which the book was written. I often felt that I needed a road map to make sure I was in the right place. The authors switch localities back and forth without much transition. The names caused me to struggle as well. I was glad to hear that in his follow-up book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Stones-into-Schools-Promoting-Afghanistan/dp/0670021156/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1267984436&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stones into Schools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; now has a "who's who" as well as a glossary of Pakistani vocabulary. Many schools in the US have adopted his &lt;a href="http://www.penniesforpeace.org/"&gt;Pennies for Peace&lt;/a&gt; campaign. One can read about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mortensen&lt;/span&gt; and his projects at the &lt;a href="http://www.threecupsoftea.com/"&gt;Three Cups of Tea&lt;/a&gt; website.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-4872216278989417682?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/4872216278989417682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=4872216278989417682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4872216278989417682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4872216278989417682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2010/02/three-cups-of-tea-by-greg-by-greg.html' title='Three Cups of Tea by Greg by Greg Mortenson and David Oliver Relin'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S3eQwAftLPI/AAAAAAAAAeA/8Ott6ZtuaHU/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-1351693072655631963</id><published>2010-01-20T20:41:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T16:55:07.217-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FML Book Club'/><title type='text'>Year of Living Biblically by A.J. Jacobs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S1ew8nRAx7I/AAAAAAAAAcw/MRLMpx04MPA/s1600-h/yearoflivingbiblically.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S1ew8nRAx7I/AAAAAAAAAcw/MRLMpx04MPA/s200/yearoflivingbiblically.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429002431197398962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It has been busy around the house and that has left little time for reading. Definitely hope to remedy this in the days and months to come. After all, isn't that a major part of retirement? Between preparing for Thanksgiving, then a Holiday party for 75, Christmas, and the major upheaval of kitchen floor remodeling, it has been tough to actually sit down for any length of time without feeling guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;The Year of Living Biblically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; was the January selection for the Flower Memorial Library Book Club. This was not a book that I would have chosen on my own. A.J. Jacobs describes himself as "Jewish in the way the Olive Garden is an Italian restaurant." In effect he is an agnostic. As he considers his son's upbringing, a book deal and a need for some spirituality in his life, Jacobs decides to live according to the rules of the Bible for a year. He fastidiously writes down 613 rules from the Old Testament and dedicates himself to following the rules to what he and his advisers consider the literal interpretation. The year-long journey is not an easy one and Jacobs communicates his path with a sense of reverence for the Bible and with humor that keeps the reader entertained throughout. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;No matter what one's religious affiliation, one must respect the dedication that A.J. Jacobs to his task. The book is broken down by each month of the year and contains the Biblical references to the part of the scripture on which he is concentrating that month. He does not cut his hair or shave his beard and wears a white shepherd's robe as well as carrying a stick. He must have been a sight riding the subways in New York. There were many obstacles in his way - he could not touch his wife or anything that she touches during her "time of the month." But that extends to any woman so he must buy a special seat to use in public places as well as his home so as not to violate that rule. He is commanded to build a hut (a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;sukkah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;) and needs to live in it for a week. But there is no space to do this except in his apartment. His wife must be a saint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jacobs is an obsessive compulsive learner. His previous book chronicled how he read an encyclopedia from A-Z. He spends countless hours reading about all the facets of the Jewish faith, but also extends his quest for knowledge to other religious sects. He visits the Amish in Pennsylvania, Jerry Falwell's church in Lynchburg, VA, a snake handler church in TN and his orthodox Jewish Uncle Gil in Israel. In his hometown he attends Bible study groups when he moves into the rules of the New Testament, about 8 months into his spiritual journey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;One might conjecture that living Biblically for a year would create a transformed person. But that wasn't the way it was for Jacobs. The reader does sense some change in him. He describes himself at the end of the book as a "reverent" agnostic. He understands the sanctity of life and how precious it is. He no longer regards prayer as something foreign, but a natural part of his day. During the course of the year he and his wife become parents of twin boys who join his son Jasper. He learns that discipline is an important part of parenting and we know that he will follow through with this "rule." He ends the book with thoughts about "cafeteria" religion, and how picking and choosing from scripture is practiced by all religious groups and it may not be all bad. "The key is to choosing the right dishes. You need to pick the nurturing ones (compassion), the healthy ones (Love they neighbor), and not the bitter ones." Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;For an insight into A.J. Jacobs, view his interview on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/26184891/vp/21189816#21189816"&gt;Today Show&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-1351693072655631963?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/1351693072655631963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=1351693072655631963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1351693072655631963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1351693072655631963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2010/01/year-of-living-biblically-by-aj-jacobs.html' title='Year of Living Biblically by A.J. Jacobs'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/S1ew8nRAx7I/AAAAAAAAAcw/MRLMpx04MPA/s72-c/yearoflivingbiblically.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-3068404746932823241</id><published>2009-11-18T19:02:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T16:55:07.218-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FML Book Club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='England'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>The Guernsey Literary Potato Peel Society by Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SwSLTRlxh9I/AAAAAAAAAZI/Sg5yR1UcoSk/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SwSLTRlxh9I/AAAAAAAAAZI/Sg5yR1UcoSk/s200/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405598616007051218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This was the November selection for the Flower Library Book Club. I had had it on my "to read" bookshelf for a while and was so glad that I could now move it to the top of the list. I took it to London in October and was able to read it on the train to Cardiff and then on the one to Oxford. It was the perfect background setting for another English read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The year is 1946 and Juliet Ashton has survived the war in London despite having lost everything when her apartment was bombed. She receives a letter from Dawsey Adams from Guernsey, a Channel Island. He found her name in a book by Charles Lamb and wanted a recommendation of any other books by him. It was then she learned of the GLPPS, founded as a ruse to cover up a pig roast during the German occupation of the island. (Pigs were counted and could not be consumed by the inhabitants of the island.) The epistolary novel takes shape as the residents of Guernsey correspond with Juliet and she with them, her publisher, and best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The character development and point of view is what makes this novel work. We are treated to the thoughts and daily activities of those who formed the literary society except for the founder herself - Elizabeth, who was arrested and taken to France. As the residents of the island join in on the correspondence the reader is treated to the nuances of a new group of friends. There is Dawsey, Isola who posses a stack of her grandmother's letters, Eben Ramsey, reader of Shakespeare, Will Thisbee, creator of the pie, and Remy who travels from France to join the group. Interspersed with these letters are Juliet's letters to Sydney, her publisher, and Sophie, Sydney's sister and Juliet's sounding board. Also present is the spirit of Jane Austen whose books are brought to mind even as one reads GLPPS. As Juliet's affinity toward her Guernsey correspondents develops, so does a romantic encounter with the rich and suave Mark. We peek into this relationship as the letters, often 3 or 4 on the same day, are exchanged between the couple. We know what's best for her and we hope that she will eventually discover that for herself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A nagging question: Why does Sophie not write back to Juliet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can I just say that this is one of the most refreshing and engaging books that I have read recently. One laughs, cries, empathizes, and is inspired by the life that these islands residents have lead. I wanted to read more and not have the book end. I wish I had stumbled on this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?hl=en&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=100914396836643406446.0004770085524a485bbdb&amp;amp;z=12"&gt;map&lt;/a&gt; before reading the book. Would that I could journey to Guernsey and immerse myself in the history of this island. A grand read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-3068404746932823241?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/3068404746932823241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=3068404746932823241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/3068404746932823241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/3068404746932823241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2009/11/guernsey-literary-potato-peel-society.html' title='The Guernsey Literary Potato Peel Society by Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SwSLTRlxh9I/AAAAAAAAAZI/Sg5yR1UcoSk/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-1886886722715464862</id><published>2009-11-18T17:08:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:08:57.070-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='England'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>Imagined London by Anna Quindlen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SwRweT1snSI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Mc69o3OiUoc/s1600/images-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 88px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SwRweT1snSI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Mc69o3OiUoc/s200/images-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405569118775319842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;One of THE best books to read on a plane to London. I have always loved Anna &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Quindlen's&lt;/span&gt; articles for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Newsweek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; magazine and was disappointed when she gave up her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Last Page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; column. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Imagined London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; was written in 2004 and as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Quindlen&lt;/span&gt; states in the second chapter, "this is the story of a woman and the city she loved before she had ever been there." It was only in 1995 that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Quindlen&lt;/span&gt; visited London for the first time on a book tour. However, she had known her London from the literature that she devoured so voraciously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the relatively short book we get insight into her favorite literature and the places she had previously visited only vicariously. We walk alongside Shakespeare, Austen, P.D. James, and Martin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Amis&lt;/span&gt;. There is the statue of Sherlock Holmes outside the Baker Tube and of course Thackeray and Trollope. Many pages are given over to Dickens and his Little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dorritt&lt;/span&gt; and Galsworthy's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Forsyte&lt;/span&gt; Saga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; In addition are woven historical references as she travels the city that has been so beloved by her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Imagined London&lt;/span&gt; is a tribute to a city that has one of the richest literary and historical pasts. It is not as detailed as Peter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ackroyd's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;London: a Biography&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Quindlen&lt;/span&gt; references in the book. But that is not the purpose. It is a love story and written with all the passion a person who is drawn to London feel for the city. It will be read again when one feels that tugging need to bond with the city on the Thames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-1886886722715464862?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/1886886722715464862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=1886886722715464862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1886886722715464862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1886886722715464862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2009/11/imagined-london-by-anna-quindlen.html' title='Imagined London by Anna Quindlen'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SwRweT1snSI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Mc69o3OiUoc/s72-c/images-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-7352078685890915667</id><published>2009-10-20T00:35:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T16:55:07.220-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FML Book Club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supernatural'/><title type='text'>Turtle Moon by Alice Hoffman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/St0-Zu-99TI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Fxr3e-U8C90/s1600-h/400000000000000111888_s4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 144px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/St0-Zu-99TI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Fxr3e-U8C90/s200/400000000000000111888_s4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394536540489512242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It has been a few weeks since I have posted my books. I have been reading, but also traveling and need to catch up with the reviews. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I think I am finally home for a while now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Turtle Moon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;was the October selection for the &lt;a href="http://www.flowermemoriallibrary.org/bookclub.html"&gt;Flower Memorial Book Club&lt;/a&gt;. I enjoy the book club because it does force one to read outside one's comfort zone. I have only read one Alice Hoffman book and that was the YA novel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Green Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Turtle Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; embraced many of the same ideas and themes - the struggle to overcome a horrible lot in life and the presence of a supernatural being that helps in that struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to Verity, FL, home to more NY divorcees than any other place on Earth, Lucy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  &gt;Rosen&lt;/span&gt; and her soon Keith have escaped from Long Island, NY. It is the month of May when the heat and &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  &gt;humidity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; are nearly unbearable and when strange occurrences are the norm. One never questions what happens in May when the turtles begin their ritual migration. During this month babies wail and rattlesnakes have been known to roost on top of a phone booth and refuse to come down. It is May that is the reason for the murder of Karen Wright, a neighbor in Lucy's apartment. At the same time Karen's baby and Keith have disappeared. Hoffman then spins a tangled web of pursuit, intrigue, and introspection as she unveils what has happened in the small town. The story goes from Florida to Long Island and back as she solves the two crimes. The characters are well-developed, but it is the lyrical descriptions that really impressed me about the book. Hoffman's use of metaphor, simile, and personification in her prose beg to be read aloud at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be natural for the reader to dislike Keith for his actions at school and home. However, he, for me, was a very sympathetic character. I liked him for what he was down deep inside and for his really knowing right from wrong when it counted. He, like so many teens today, have had a very difficult road to travel in a short life and one can empathize with him and the other teens we have encountered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very satisfying read and an author to read again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-7352078685890915667?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/7352078685890915667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=7352078685890915667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/7352078685890915667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/7352078685890915667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2009/10/turtle-moon-by-alice-hoffman.html' title='Turtle Moon by Alice Hoffman'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/St0-Zu-99TI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Fxr3e-U8C90/s72-c/400000000000000111888_s4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-2937518647692116326</id><published>2009-09-28T22:53:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T00:35:47.671-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery'/><title type='text'>The Lost Symbol by Dan Brown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SsF24bPytFI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/tAwBClXQWoA/s1600-h/51jHvD-ZUrL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 138px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SsF24bPytFI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/tAwBClXQWoA/s200/51jHvD-ZUrL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386717341070570578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Probably one of the most awaited books of the year, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lost Symbol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. I have enjoyed his previous books, most especially &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Deception Force&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Angels and Demons.&lt;/span&gt; I admit that this is not the greatest literature in the world, but it is enjoyable and allows the reader to escape into a world where one is privy to a secret or secrets that you have never known to exist. Brown's works are pretty formulaic, but with that said, they are always page-turners. I enjoyed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lost Symbol&lt;/span&gt;, but not as much as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Angels and Demons.&lt;/span&gt;  The plots center around Robert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Langdon&lt;/span&gt;, a well-respect &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;symbolist&lt;/span&gt;, being summoned to a locale in which he will need to decipher massive amounts of clues/symbols to solve a mystery. Along that journey he will meet an intelligent woman, a grotesque figure, and law enforcement agents. He will become involved in hair-raising experiences from which mere mortals would have a difficult time escaping. Along the way &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Langdon&lt;/span&gt; keeps the reader engaged by parceling out clues to the mystery until the end when he summarizes his findings for all involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Langdon&lt;/span&gt; is summoned by his good friend and mentor, Peter Solomon, to Washington, D.C. at the last minute to fill in as a lecturer for a meeting at the U.S. Capitol.  He carries with him a small parcel, securely wrapped, that had been entrusted to him for safe-keeping. The secrets and mysteries of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lost Symbol&lt;/span&gt; center around the initiation and rites of the Freemasons and the influence that they have had on the leaders of the U.S. from George Washington. In the span of a mere twelve hours we are led on a chase through the city, its buildings, the secret laboratory Peter's sister Katherine, and landmarks galore. In order to save Peter's life, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Langdon&lt;/span&gt; must uncover the truth behind the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ancient Mysteries&lt;/span&gt; and reveal them to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mal'akh&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;androgynous&lt;/span&gt; villain of the novel. At times the book and I got bogged down in all the scientific and philosophical research that Brown includes. I almost felt that he had to include every fact that he gleaned from countless hours of research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that said, the book was enjoyable, exciting, and engaging. As usual with Brown's books, I had to consult art history books and look at paintings and architecture in a way that I had not before. A knowledge of Latin enables a reader to stay a step ahead of the narrator. Review of the book have been mixed with reviewers trying to find holes in Brown's research. The reality is that this a work of fiction and not an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;exposé&lt;/span&gt; of the world of the Freemasons. There have been enough of those. If the reader suspends belief, it will be a roller coaster ride through Washington with Robert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Langdon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; arrived on September 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-2937518647692116326?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/2937518647692116326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=2937518647692116326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/2937518647692116326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/2937518647692116326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2009/09/lost-symbol-by-dan-brown.html' title='The Lost Symbol by Dan Brown'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SsF24bPytFI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/tAwBClXQWoA/s72-c/51jHvD-ZUrL._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-2842050269858278838</id><published>2009-09-19T23:13:00.020-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T16:55:07.221-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American History'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Historical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FML Book Club'/><title type='text'>Ladies of Liberty by Cokie Roberts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SrWewxQR5FI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ws4keCVhsI4/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 91px; height: 137px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SrWewxQR5FI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ws4keCVhsI4/s200/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383383490283824210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cokie Roberts, author of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Founding Mothers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; published her second book, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ladies of Liberty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; on the influential women of the early days in 2008. The research that went into both of these volumes is well documented and presented. Roberts has a style of writing that makes history comes alive, although, I must admit, that some sections were much more alive than others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Roberts begins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ladies of Liberty  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;with the election of John Adams to the presidency and continues to the presidency of James Monroe. Throughout this time frame we are introduced to the women behind the men. The stories of these incredible women are retold mainly through their letters to the Founding Fathers and other women of their inner circle. These women were really movers and shakers and influential as they  were the eyes and ears of their husbands who were often the only connection the men had to the home front as they were carrying out the business of the new country. Roberts' history is really storytelling at its epitomé. We are treated to scene after scene in the lives of women like Abigail Adams, Louisa Johnson Adams, Dolley Madison, Betsy Monroe, Theodosia Burr, Rosalie Calvert, Martha Jefferson,  Martha Washington, and even Sacajawea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was especially intrigued by the strength that these women showed. The story of how Sacajawea was so confident in her guidance of Lewis and Clark as they trail blazed the Louisiana Purchase kept me turning pages, eager for her next adventure and discovery. The fortitude of Louisa Adams, wife of John Quincy Adams, is for us And then there was Dolley Madison. She set the expectations for what the home of the President and the first lady should be. Abigail Adams is a woman about whom I can never learn enough. No matter what book I read I always pick up a new tidbit or insight into her life. She was a woman to be reckoned with in her time. Who else would write to a President and ask that he bring her son home from Russia because it was too cold and the salary was not enough to sustain life there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Roberts pays special homage to women who were social reformers, those who sought to care for orphans and the education of women. As a graduate of Wellesley College she remembers and honors those whose mission was to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;serve and not to be served.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Likewise, we should not forget the likes of Emma Willard and Rebecca Gratz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I was reading this book a number of recurring themes stuck in my mind. I kept wondering what it would have been like and how our history might have been different if communication had been better. We would have known that treaties had been signed before battles fought. I am amazed at the mortality rate of children and how mothers and fathers dealt with these tragedies. Along the same vein, the mortality of women in childbirth was as scary. And yet women still endured pregnancy one after another. What if our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Founding Mothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; had access to birth control? Finally, we should take note and be thankful for all that our ancestors endured and the pride that they had for their families and their country. They serve as an example for us all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-2842050269858278838?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/2842050269858278838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=2842050269858278838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/2842050269858278838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/2842050269858278838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2009/09/ladies-of-liberty-by-cokie-roberts.html' title='Ladies of Liberty by Cokie Roberts'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SrWewxQR5FI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ws4keCVhsI4/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-4001612454916025426</id><published>2009-08-30T21:15:00.025-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T01:19:17.387-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA'/><title type='text'>Deadline by Chris Crutcher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SpskQ4jGvuI/AAAAAAAAAVw/led7L1sY3kE/s1600-h/17167648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SpskQ4jGvuI/AAAAAAAAAVw/led7L1sY3kE/s200/17167648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375930452672954082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I must confess that it is hard for me to be unbiased in discussing a Chris Crutcher book because he is just the most incredible writer for young adults (and adults, too). He speaks to teens as if he were one.  On a visit to our school in 2005 he spoke extemporaneously to the students who laughed, cried, and were completely enthralled.  He is a writer who has the power to change lives and I know that he has done that.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Deadline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; is an extraordinary book to say the least. It has all the hallmarks of a Crutcher novel: frank language, intense life and death situations, exciting sports scenes, dysfunctional families, moral dilemmas, secrets, and a message of hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ben Wolf has his routine sports physical before starting his senior year. But this physical was anything but routine when the doctor asked that Ben and his parents come in for a consultation. Ben arrives by himself and after pressuring the doctor to speak to him alone learns that he has a terminal blood disease. The doctor discusses treatment options, but Ben refuses to be a part of that or to tell his parents. He is, after all, eighteen years old and an adult in the eyes of the medical world. Ben decides that he will live the next year as normally as possible. I can't imagine harboring this secret as an adult, let alone a teenager. Ben will make the most of his year. He tries out for the football team despite being a very short and small person and with his brother, Cody, ends up a true her. To wait for his spring season sport of cross country would be just pushing his luck too far. He is determined not to die without making love and set his eye on Dallas Suzuki who has a secret as startling as Ben's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There ancillary story lines, which piece together contribute to Ben's self -discovery and introspection. Father figures abound. There is Rudy, fan of Malcom X, battling demons of drugs and alcohol and a sordid past who is Ben's sounding board. Coach Banks understands Ben's home life and shows up with all the fixings for Christmas dinner. Ben's father is on the road but tries his best to be there for his son. And then there is Mr. Lambeer, Ben's government teacher who goes through the motions of teaching and is content to only teach what is in the biased textbooks. Ben's choice of Senior project puts Lambeer on the defensive and he obstinately fights Ben to the end as he tries to complete the research and implementation of the project. Armed with a copy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://tinyurl.com/llzy9l"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lies My Teacher Told Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and Bill Bryson's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;A &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/l2ft6z"&gt;Short History of Nearly Everything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, Ben is determined to get the most out of his classes and he will not let Lambeer or any other teacher stand in his way. Guiding Ben along his fateful journey is his spiritual mentor and heart, Jesus, really pronounced &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Hay-soos.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;( I  couldn't help think of Crutcher'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/Spta8bgzkMI/AAAAAAAAAV4/bqpuxUxFAhU/s1600-h/ccsacketsesus8in.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 86px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/Spta8bgzkMI/AAAAAAAAAV4/bqpuxUxFAhU/s200/ccsacketsesus8in.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375990574420824258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;s  story of when his brother broke his prized "Jesus Saves" statue and he ended up with "esus Saves.")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chris Crutcher's wit shines through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Deadline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. There are some scenes that are down right hysterical, not what you would expect from a book in which the underlying theme is death. I dare any reader not to be fully engaged with the characters and story of this book. It is emotional, touching, and dramatic. Thank you Chris Crutcher for another fantastic book!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-4001612454916025426?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/4001612454916025426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=4001612454916025426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4001612454916025426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4001612454916025426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2009/08/deadline-by-chris-crutcher.html' title='Deadline by Chris Crutcher'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SpskQ4jGvuI/AAAAAAAAAVw/led7L1sY3kE/s72-c/17167648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-4509033414500883329</id><published>2009-08-24T11:47:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T14:25:59.863-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ireland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><title type='text'>Heart and Soul by Maeve Binchy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SpK2UlbuuaI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/IPRtTTMCntQ/s1600-h/images-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 76px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SpK2UlbuuaI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/IPRtTTMCntQ/s200/images-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373557770168482210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Reading a Maeve Binchy book is like sitting down with a cup of tea and some old friends in a quaint little sidewalk cafe. It is watching the world go by and knowing that everyone you see has a story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Heart and Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; is quintessential Binchy. The novel opens as Clara Casey takes the job as director of St. Brigid's new heart clinic. As she staffs the clinic we get to meet all the main characters of the book, many of whom have appeared in Binchy's previous books. There is Fiona, a nurse whom we met in Nights of  Rain and Stars, Brenda  from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Quentins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; and the Feathers from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Scarlet Feather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. Dr. Declan Carroll signs on as the cardiologist for the clinic and Ania, a Polish immigrant trying to start anew after her life is turned upside down, is hired to provide support where needed. We also get glimpses into the lives of Clara's daughters, Linda and Adi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lives of all these characters intersect and merge as Binchy weaves her tale of life in Dublin. It is a story of love, hurt, joys and of course, sorrow and tragedy. We witness self-proclaimed aristocrats  treat Ania as nothing more than a servant as she and their son Carl grow closer together. Our hearts ache for Father Bryan Flynn as he tries to defend his reputation from hurtful accusations. Through her writing Binchy makes us care about these people. They are her friends and we come to think of them as ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The read is a fast one, but one that is also to be savored. Upon completion, you are filled with a sense of literary satisfaction much as that cup of tea satisfies that need for comfort in a hectic world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-4509033414500883329?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/4509033414500883329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=4509033414500883329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4509033414500883329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4509033414500883329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2009/08/heart-and-soul-by-maeve-binchy.html' title='Heart and Soul by Maeve Binchy'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SpK2UlbuuaI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/IPRtTTMCntQ/s72-c/images-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-1585888964852917558</id><published>2009-08-14T23:49:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:32:31.653-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><title type='text'>Columbine by Dave Cullen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SoYwg26hlvI/AAAAAAAAAVI/pQz7SR7sA_4/s1600-h/36209608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SoYwg26hlvI/AAAAAAAAAVI/pQz7SR7sA_4/s200/36209608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370032946740827890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;On 20 April 1999, Eric Harris and Dylan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Klebold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; carried out a plan of murder and suicide as they terrorized the students of Columbine High School in Jefferson County, Colorado. The story of the two disturbed young men and their 13 victims occupied headlines and was told and retold in newspapers and periodicals for the better part of the year following the shootings. Even today saying "Columbine" has become a reference to a school shooting rather than the name of the high school. It is an indelible mark that the two young men made on the minds, hearts and souls not just of the citizens of Colorado, but of all the United States.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dave Cullen in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Columbine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; revisits the tragedy in a very erudite but accessible narrative. He has culled the reports of psychologists, FBI agents, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jeffco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; officials and interviews with students, parents and teachers. He reveals some of the myths and cover-ups that surrounded the reporting of this  event and ensuing investigations as reported in main stream media. Cullen has relied extensively on the reports and investigations of  FBI Supervisory Special Agent, Dwayne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fuselier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and quotes him through the process of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;investigation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; through the ensuing lawsuits.  Cullen has an extensive section of notes at the end of the book that enlighten the reader as to where he had access to pieces of information. That section, the timeline of events, beginning in January 1997, the index, and acknowledgements give substantial credibility to this book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In an interesting style, Cullen interweaves events before the tragedy with the actual events of April 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and the months and years after that horrendous day. He takes a theme or an emotion and fully describes it in relation to the different time periods. In this way he allows the reader to understand more fully the cause, event, and effect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With every incident of school shooting in the United State, the public has grappled with what motivates a shooter. Certainly, there must be a profile. Cullen concludes with studies from the FBI and Secret Service (p. 322) that there is NO profile. The only common trait to the time of the study was that the shooters were 100 % male. They were not loners, nor did they "snap."   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In April, at the school from which I retired, we embraced the ideals of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rachel's Challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, named for the first victim of the Columbine shootings. As a school community we committed ourselves to work together to keep such a tragedy from occurring here. It is imperative that we listen to each other and not be afraid to voice concern when students may be troubled. Dylan and Eric were masterful at saying and doing the "right thing" when in counseling or dealing with their parents and friends. Teachers, counselors, and friends need to be vigilant to be able to read through this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;façade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is a powerful book and recommended to adults and students alike. May we never have to bear witness to another such tragedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-1585888964852917558?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/1585888964852917558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=1585888964852917558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1585888964852917558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1585888964852917558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2009/08/columbine-by-dave-cullen.html' title='Columbine by Dave Cullen'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SoYwg26hlvI/AAAAAAAAAVI/pQz7SR7sA_4/s72-c/36209608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-4376802257433515225</id><published>2009-08-05T00:32:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T12:40:23.550-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery'/><title type='text'>Just Take My Heart by Mary Higgins Clark</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SnkLlcXOKrI/AAAAAAAAAUo/3-U9PnmgP_A/s1600-h/97-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SnkLlcXOKrI/AAAAAAAAAUo/3-U9PnmgP_A/s200/97-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366333168885312178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Definitely needed something on the lighter side after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2009/08/wintergirls-by-laurie-halse-anderson.html"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wintergirls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mary Higgins Clark's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Just Take My Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; filled the bill. Clark is one of the most prolific mystery writers, publishing a new novel each April. This is classic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" &gt;MHC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; with the parade of characters that enter and exit through the novel. In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Just Take My Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; there are really two story lines, one involving the murder of Natalie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" &gt;Raines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and the subsequent trial with prosecutor Emily Wilson and the second, the psychotic stalking of Emily by her next door neighbor, Zach, whom we learn is a serial killer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Natalie has been dead a little over 2 years when evidence surfaces that Gregg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" &gt;Alldrich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, her estranged husband and always a person of interest in the case, is actually the murderer. The evidence is purely circumstantial, but deemed credible. Emily is assigned to try the case by DA Ted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" &gt;Wesley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; who is in line to become a high-ranking official in the Federal government. As she prepares her case and throughout the trial, the reader learns more about the private life of her. She has been left a widow when her husband Mark was killed in the  Iraq War and she has had a heart transplant. As she prosecutes the case we see that the most and only compelling evidence comes from a career criminal/burglar, Jimmy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" &gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, who testifies that Gregg hired him to kill Natalie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;At the same time Zach has been finding ways to get into Emily's house. He has set up a microphone to hear her in the kitchen and has offered to watch out for Bess, Emily's dog, while she is preoccupied with the trial. We know what he is planning and can only hope that she figures it out quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The novel is enhanced by two television shows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Courtside&lt;/span&gt; TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Fugitive Hunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. They both have a role in the climax and conclusion to the novel. As I was reading this book and knew very early on how it was going to end, I became frustrated with "too easy to solve" mysteries. I have always enjoyed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" &gt;MHC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; books, but it seems that they have become more easily solved lately. I don't know if this is because I am so familiar with her writing or she has become a bit more formulaic. I have concluded that maybe I should not look at the books from the viewpoint of trying to solve the mystery, but instead trying to figure out how the protagonist will solve it. That adds a bit more to the reading of the book. I enjoy her stories and will continue to read them, but definitely with a different perspective now.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Just Take My Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;is  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;a good read when you want a light summer book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-4376802257433515225?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/4376802257433515225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=4376802257433515225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4376802257433515225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4376802257433515225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-take-my-heart-by-mary-higgins.html' title='Just Take My Heart by Mary Higgins Clark'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SnkLlcXOKrI/AAAAAAAAAUo/3-U9PnmgP_A/s72-c/97-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-1099689665635514395</id><published>2009-08-01T23:16:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:56:45.669-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA'/><title type='text'>Wintergirls by Laurie Halse Anderson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SnUFb_4kNsI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Q95UbTqBNgc/s1600-h/images-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 52px; height: 80px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SnUFb_4kNsI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Q95UbTqBNgc/s200/images-1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365200509645108930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://halseanderson.livejournal.com/"&gt;Laurie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Halse&lt;/span&gt; Anderson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://halseanderson.livejournal.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;is without equal when she writes about teenagers and the angst that so often overtakes their lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Twisted  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;are two of her previous books that leave the reader emotionally drained. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wintergirls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is a remarkable addition to this genre. As a professional educator who has worked with teenagers for the last 35 year of my life and as a mother, this book is frightening and leaves you with a knot in your stomach as if you had been punched. Anderson is in the minds of her protagonists and she opens those minds to her readers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wintergirls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; opens as Lia has been informed about Cassandra (Cassie) Parrish's death alone in a motel room. The two girls were best friend from grade school to just a few months before the onset of the novel. They are "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  &gt;wintergirls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;", stuck between two worlds- life and death. Lia declares that she and Cassie were no longer best friends and then is haunted by the fact that on the night of her death Cassie tried calling her 33 times. What ensues is the struggle that Lia faces every minute of every day, every time she tries to eat. Her mind can only see the calories that each morsel contains. The reader sees her falling so fast into a chasm from which she will be hard to rescue. She has had two in-patient treatment hospitalizations for her disease. She learned not how to cope and overcome her disease, but only how to play the game to appease those who are trying to help her. (She has sewn quarters into the pocket of her robe so that it will appear she has not lost weight for her Tuesday weigh-ins that her stepmother does according to her discharge instructions.) But, she is determined to win the challenge even if it threatens her life also. There are always  five more pounds to lose and another person to deceive, including herself. Her coping mechanism of cutting adds to her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"  &gt;desperate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; state and the pain we feel for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The relationships  in the book are complex. Lia lives with her father, divorced from her mother who is a very successful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"  &gt;surgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, her stepmother, and her stepsister, Emma. Each impacts her life in positive and negative ways, but it is Emma who is always on Lia's mind. Elijah, the young man who finds Cassie and who works at the motel where she died, provides an outlet for Lia. With him she can be herself, but that platonic relationship just is too good to be true. We as readers keep hoping that someone will be able to relate to Lia and finally help her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Laurie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"  &gt;Halse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Anderson allows readers into the mind of Lia with the way the type is set in the book. We are privy to Lia's real thought as they appear with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"  &gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; line scratched through them. And we are reminded constantly of the 33 times Cassie tried to call Lia. Then there is the incredible chapter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;04:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; the consists entirely of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Must.Not.Eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; repeated over and over, but the last words on each line are always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Must.Eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is a disturbing book, but it is a book that cannot and should not be put down. There has been a concern that for those who are  battling disordered eating diseases, the book may be a trigger and should be withheld - censored - from them. But it is one of the few books that can really speak to someone who suffers from anorexia or bulimia. If it can help one person realize that help is available and there are people who truly care about them, then the risk is worth it. And even when you do finish the last page, close the cover, and put the book back on the shelf, I guarantee that it will never leave your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SnUFRQs_G5I/AAAAAAAAAUY/GI5k6LHXNDQ/s1600-h/images-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-1099689665635514395?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/1099689665635514395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=1099689665635514395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1099689665635514395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1099689665635514395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2009/08/wintergirls-by-laurie-halse-anderson.html' title='Wintergirls by Laurie Halse Anderson'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SnUFb_4kNsI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Q95UbTqBNgc/s72-c/images-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-297412915584387682</id><published>2009-07-30T12:20:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:27:03.246-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><title type='text'>The Defector by Daniel Silva</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SnHIc4S9SXI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/dhwIQ-b0LLU/s1600-h/37564031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SnHIc4S9SXI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/dhwIQ-b0LLU/s200/37564031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364289029648763250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Defector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; is the latest offering in the Gabriel Allon series by Daniel Silva and it is clearly a sequel to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moscow Rules&lt;/span&gt;. Silva is one of my current favorite authors and I eagerly anticipated the release of this novel all winter long. It is one of those books that you just can't put down, definitely a page-turner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To quote Machiavelli, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" class="body"  &gt;If an injury has to be done to a man it should be so severe that his vengeance need not be feared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; " and so begins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The Defector &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;with its theme of revenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Six months have past and Gabriel is back at the Umbrian villa with his bride Chiara. He is trying to finish the restoration of a painting for the Vatican when he is informed that Grigori Bulganov, the Russian who saved his life, has disappeared from his sanctuary in London. Russian officials insist that he has redefected to Russia, but Allon and those from King Saul Boulevard contend that he was really kidnapped. And so the stage is set for Gabriel to assemble his team to find out what really happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel is full of plot twists and the usual globe-trotting... from Umbria to London to Paris to Saranac Lake and the Adirondacks to Langley, to Russia, Zurich, Lake Como, and ultimately Saint Tropez. Of course at the center is the Russian arms dealer, Ivan Kharkov, whose wife was smuggled out of the country by Allon in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Moscow Rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; There is no length to which he will achieve his revenge and it will be Gabriel who will pay. As Ari Shamron, the Israeli spymaster, cautions, the key to success for any operation is silence, speed, and timing. All three elements must be in place as the novel reaches it climax in the snowy, cold birch forests of northern Russia. Here we hold our breath as helpless bystanders watching the action that tests men and women's courage and fortitude unfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silva has mastered Shamron's mantra in his own writing. His command of words is timed perfectly, eloquently silent when the mood commands it, and proceeds with speed when he needs it all to come together. Although the plot can be misconstrued as formulaic, the complexity of  interweaving all the elements is incredibly sophisticated. The only downside of having read this book as soon as it was published is that we now will have to wait an interminably long time for the next Daniel Silva tome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-297412915584387682?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/297412915584387682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=297412915584387682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/297412915584387682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/297412915584387682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2009/07/defector-by-daniel-silva.html' title='The Defector by Daniel Silva'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SnHIc4S9SXI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/dhwIQ-b0LLU/s72-c/37564031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-3557452547074709108</id><published>2009-07-24T15:33:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:51:12.649-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><title type='text'>Admission by Jean Hanff Korelitz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SmoNFZzZraI/AAAAAAAAATw/5QtZDEN_GOI/s1600-h/41294546.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SmoNFZzZraI/AAAAAAAAATw/5QtZDEN_GOI/s200/41294546.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362112692814982562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As someone who has&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; always been interested in college marketing, helping students find the right place for them to continue their education, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;understanding the selection process, I was excited to learn of this new book and immediately put it on my "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/registry/wishlist/J2UKC4V7R9J4"&gt;Wish List&lt;/a&gt;." I was even more excited when my daughter purchased it for me for Mother's Day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Admission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; is a multi-faceted novel based on some experiences of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Korelitz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; who was an applications reader at Princeton &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  &gt;University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, the setting of the novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one level it is a fascinating look at how the admissions departments at exclusive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  &gt;institutions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; of higher education build their classes each year. For many of us who have spent our lives in the educational sphere, understanding how bright kids  get passed over for admissions, has been a major concern. Portia Nathan is nearly forty, has worked for numerous colleges, and is sharing her life and her house with Mark, an English professor. It is a routine admissions trip to high schools in the northeast that proves to be the catalyst for all the action in the book. Portia travels to the Quest School, an experimental school in New Hampshire where she meets two people who will turn her life upside down. John, a teacher at the school, was in the class behind Portia at Dartmouth College and Jeremiah, a student who definitely marches to the sound of a different drummer, impact her life and the novel's progression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another level, the novel is an admission of what Portia's life has been and will be. The reader meets her mother, Susannah, best friend Rachel, significant other, Mark, and Helen, a dinner guest who was anything but gracious. Portia needs to balance all these relationships with the demanding job of reading and recommending for admissions a record number of applications. the insights into both are heart-wrenching and worth the lengthy read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fascinated with the book. I never really thought about the role of a college recruiter as a double edged sword. On one hand s/he entices students to apply to a college, but then knows that not all qualified students can be accepted. It drives home the point that guidance counselors need to be proactive with admissions counselors, students need to show what they can bring to a college class, and parents don't help a son or daughter's chances by multiple contacts with admissions offices. Portia's journey takes the reader on a roller coaster ride of emotions. It's a scary ride at times, full of ups, downs and curves that are unexpected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-3557452547074709108?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/3557452547074709108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=3557452547074709108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/3557452547074709108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/3557452547074709108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2009/07/admission-by-jean-hanff-korelitz.html' title='Admission by Jean Hanff Korelitz'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SmoNFZzZraI/AAAAAAAAATw/5QtZDEN_GOI/s72-c/41294546.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-287839851674084261</id><published>2009-07-06T17:41:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T19:04:41.265-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='England'/><title type='text'>Death at Blenheim Palace by Robin Paige</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SlJxObv2CnI/AAAAAAAAATQ/4yuoA4RiHOk/s1600-h/51%2Bbhr%2B1qPL._SL160_AA115_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 115px; height: 115px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SlJxObv2CnI/AAAAAAAAATQ/4yuoA4RiHOk/s200/51%2Bbhr%2B1qPL._SL160_AA115_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355467399677479538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A colleague gave me a copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Death at Blenheim Palace&lt;/span&gt; for a quick and easy read. It is #11 in the Charles and Kate Sheridan detective series by &lt;a href="http://www.mysterypartners.com/Robin/"&gt;Robin Paige&lt;/a&gt;, the pseudonym of the husband and wife team of Susan Wittig and Bill Albert. The novel takes place at the home of Winston Churchill early in the 20th century during the rule of Edward. It was an entertaining novel that also included many references back to Woodstock, Rosamund's Well and the time of Henry II and Eleanor of Aquitaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate and Charles are visiting &lt;a href="http://blenheimpalace.org/"&gt;Blenheim Palace&lt;/a&gt; - he to investigate the theft of jewels and she to research a book. Upon their arrival they realize that all is not really well in the lives of the Duke and Duchess of Marlborough. The duchess, formerly Consuelo Vanderbilt, and the Duke are in the midst of marital woes. She has produced the heir and the spare and so the Duke has turned his attention to Gladys Deacon who would eventually become his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Events become more complicated when one of the  housemaids is murdered and Charles enlists the aid of a young man, Ned Lawrence, who is consumed with making brass rubbings in neighborhood churches. Lawrence was later known by the name Larwrence of Arabia. If he were not scared of breaking into churches, he surely could be a "mole" downstairs in the Blenheim household. He does manage to get some information as the mysteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The resolution to the mysteries was fairly obvious, but the read was enjoyable and about England. How bad can that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-287839851674084261?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/287839851674084261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=287839851674084261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/287839851674084261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/287839851674084261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2009/07/death-at-blenheim-palace-by-robin-paige.html' title='Death at Blenheim Palace by Robin Paige'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SlJxObv2CnI/AAAAAAAAATQ/4yuoA4RiHOk/s72-c/51%2Bbhr%2B1qPL._SL160_AA115_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-3509945133768574669</id><published>2009-06-24T22:05:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T17:27:25.267-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Intermendiate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award Winner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newbery Award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supernatural'/><title type='text'>The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SkLb8AE12EI/AAAAAAAAAR0/oaJYOChSHHs/s1600-h/51qbzryJl7L._SL160_AA115_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 115px; height: 115px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SkLb8AE12EI/AAAAAAAAAR0/oaJYOChSHHs/s200/51qbzryJl7L._SL160_AA115_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351081131128510530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;The Graveyard Book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; will be added to the list of books that has an incredible and enticing first line: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="userReview"&gt;&lt;span id="freeTextreview26078926" class="reviewText"&gt;There was a hand in the darkness, and it held a knife." The man Jack has killed a family of three. It was supposed to be four, but the baby has gone wandering and ends up in the nearby graveyard. So begins the story of "Bod" (Nobody) Owens. The 2009 Newbery Award winner is a macabre tale that is sure to become a classic read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story follows the adventures of Bod from his adoption by the Owens' through his childhood until he reaches the age of his emancipation. It is a story adopted from Rudyard Kipling's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Jungle Book&lt;/span&gt; and provides adventure, fantasy, and the ability to touch every human emotion. In addition to the Owens, Bod is protected by his guardian, Silas with the lupine Miss Lupescu, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodycontents"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Mother Slaughter, Josiah Worthington and the poet Nehemiah Trot, and my favorite, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodycontents"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the Roman Caius Pompeius. Although still hunted by the murderer, Bod enjoys protection when he is within the confines of the graveyard. Such a setting provides the background for all sorts of macrabre adventures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and ghostly encounters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bod's life passes in front of us and we grow to really love this boy who has his share of troubles. One very poignant scene is how he is bullied by his schoolmates when he attempt to attend a school outside the graveyard. He has thirsted for knowledge, but has to give up his dream when classmates make his life there totally miserable. As a little boy he develops a real friendship with a Scarlett, a girl who visits the graveyard with her mother. As the chapters ensue, she disappears for a while, but then reappears as the book reaches its climax. As one might expect Bod meets up again with a man Jack and the all the supernatural entities that Gaiman can muster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a reflect on the book, I realize that it was an incredibly written and complex story, full of ghostly haunts and "personages", but also that there was something missing in the first third of the book. It took me a while to really get into it, but by the end I was emotionally hooked and even a bit teary-eyed as the last pages were turned. It is a book that should satisfy all those who are looking for story that is scary and haunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-3509945133768574669?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/3509945133768574669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=3509945133768574669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/3509945133768574669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/3509945133768574669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2009/06/graveyard-book-by-neil-gaiman.html' title='The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SkLb8AE12EI/AAAAAAAAAR0/oaJYOChSHHs/s72-c/51qbzryJl7L._SL160_AA115_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-2798077428044474075</id><published>2009-05-24T16:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T17:35:25.559-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='England'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><title type='text'>13 Little Blue Envelopes by Maureen Johnson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/Shmq0fNdMyI/AAAAAAAAAQk/VflQQqkv3C4/s1600-h/51TCGRMQPML._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/Shmq0fNdMyI/AAAAAAAAAQk/VflQQqkv3C4/s200/51TCGRMQPML._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339486651932291874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It has been some while since I posted to the blog, although I did read this title a few months ago. Time has been taken up with classes, my Latin class, a flower sale and of course the Burgen und Berge trip to Europe. Suffice it to say in a month reading will once again become a priority in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny is a normal seventeen year old living in New Jersey whose life changes when she receives a letter from her Aunt Peg, a free spirited woman who would often disappear for months at a time only to show up with incredible tales of adventures. In the letter is a an ATM card and instructions for Ginny to get a passport, book a ticket to London and follow all subsequent instructions in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;12 Little Blue Envelopes. &lt;/span&gt;She cannot take a mobile phone, laptop, have any electronic contact with her friends, and must fit everything that she does take into a backpack.  The book's adventure begins as she journeys to London and is directed to a flat that her aunt once shared with Richard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she finished the tasks in one envelope, Ginny is directed to the next. As she does this she travels all over Europe from Scotland to Rome to Amsterdam. Johnson's description of the places she visits is accurate and enticing. As one who loves to travel and experience different cultures and venues, this book proved to be quite intriguing. There are twists, turns, and a mystery all wrapped up in the pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way she meets many people. She is adopted by an American family, the Knapps,  in Amsterdam. Being awakened in the morning by a cheery "mother" with a schedule of the day's events hit a nerve as I saw a bit of me in her. It began with a visit to the museum at 9 am and ended with bedtime at 10 pm. Everything in the middle of the itinerary was scheduled to the minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a delightful book and one that would appeal to all who have a penchant for adventure and travel. The ending took me a bit by surprise, but I won't spoil it by sharing here. You'll have to read it and find out for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-2798077428044474075?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/2798077428044474075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=2798077428044474075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/2798077428044474075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/2798077428044474075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2009/05/13-little-blue-envelopes-by-maureen.html' title='13 Little Blue Envelopes by Maureen Johnson'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/Shmq0fNdMyI/AAAAAAAAAQk/VflQQqkv3C4/s72-c/51TCGRMQPML._SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-3367455320062910749</id><published>2009-02-16T17:35:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:09:19.561-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award Winner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA'/><title type='text'>What I Saw and How I Lied by Judy Blundell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SZnqOmFoEbI/AAAAAAAAAOM/vdh8DYJ2P-s/s1600-h/34630242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SZnqOmFoEbI/AAAAAAAAAOM/vdh8DYJ2P-s/s200/34630242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303527572668682674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is 1947 and Evie Spooner is living a relatively dull life in Queens, NY. Her mother, Beverly has been holding down the home front while her step-dad Joe was fighting in WWII. Beverly is a beautiful blond who tends to be overprotective of Evie and who wants her daughter to stay a child. Joe owns a couple of businesses and seems to be on the road to prosperity when he begins to receive anonymous phone calls that bring on a very angry side to him. On the spur of the moment, after one of these calls, he announces that the family is going on vacation to Palm Beach, FL. Evie is distressed that she will be missing her friends and eventually her school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the family arrives in Florida, the place seems like a ghost town. Most of the hotels are boarded up and they are lucky to find accommodation at the Le Mirage. Here they meet and are befriended by the Graysons, a wealthy couple from NYC. It is also here that Peter Coleridge makes his presence known. To Evie, he is an incredibly good looking man who shows romantic interest in Evie. To Joe, he is an acquaintance from the war who has secrets that increase Joe's anxiety. Evie is smitten and finds ways to be with Peter even if she knows the consequences will cause her to grow up very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe and the Graysons develop a business scheme that will make all wealthy. But Peter may have some knowledge to foil the plans. As the plot develops the reader feels that he or she may not be aware of all that is going on in the lives of the Spooners or their acquaintances. Where does Beverly go for such long spells, what does the bell-boy Wally know about Peter and Evie, and why do the Graysons suddenly leave the hotel? In the end after a violent hurricane strikes the area and a horrible tragedy ensues, Evie must come to a realization as to what she really wants in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What I Saw and How I Lied&lt;/span&gt; was the winner of the &lt;a href="http://www.nationalbook.org/nba2008_ypl_blundell.html"&gt;National Book Award&lt;/a&gt; in the Young Adult category. It was truly deserving. The novel is a period piece of the late 1940s and also a most intriguing mystery. It is a page turner with the characters being alive and energized by ulterior motives. It is dark and foreboding, but in the end Blundell resolves those mysteries that change her characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-3367455320062910749?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/3367455320062910749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=3367455320062910749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/3367455320062910749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/3367455320062910749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-i-saw-and-how-i-lied-by-judy.html' title='What I Saw and How I Lied by Judy Blundell'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SZnqOmFoEbI/AAAAAAAAAOM/vdh8DYJ2P-s/s72-c/34630242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-1455507680249976069</id><published>2009-02-16T17:07:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:10:12.147-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books into Movies'/><title type='text'>Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SZnj95OF1MI/AAAAAAAAAOE/kIY9l2KikrY/s1600-h/33323775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 193px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SZnj95OF1MI/AAAAAAAAAOE/kIY9l2KikrY/s200/33323775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303520688676918466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Revolutionary Road&lt;/span&gt; is another book upon which an acclaimed movie has been based this year. It is beautifully written, tho honest and disturbing. It chronicles the suburban life of Frank and April Wheeler in the 1950s. They are supposedly living the American dream, but they perceive their life is seriously lacking meaning. Frank is an account sales manager, April, a housewife and mother. His job is to bring home the bacon and wear the pants in the family and hers is to run the household. But neither is satisfied and so they decide to leave their Connecticut home and take up residence in France. She will work while he reflects on his life and tries to decide what he wants to be. This all seems well and good until circumstances arise that cause them to take pause and rethink the decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the book the tension is taut and emotional. Frank and April engage in frequent and violent arguments. Their battle stems from who is in control and how much control can be exerted. It is a brutally honest snapshot of life in the 50s.  Yates' mastery of dialogue brings this book to life. His portrayal of Frank and April is a well-developed character study. The minor characters - Milly and Shep Campbell, John, Howard, and Mrs. Givings - add to the insight into Frank and April and provide a more intimate revelation of the interrelationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending, shocking as it were, had to happen. And life goes on, witnessed by the willingness of the Campbells to put their friendship out their minds and Howard turning his hearing aid off. A definite contemporary masterpiece.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-1455507680249976069?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/1455507680249976069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=1455507680249976069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1455507680249976069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1455507680249976069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2009/02/revolutionary-road-by-richard-yates.html' title='Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SZnj95OF1MI/AAAAAAAAAOE/kIY9l2KikrY/s72-c/33323775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-5743893861311531053</id><published>2009-01-17T22:35:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:10:37.876-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books into Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Germany'/><title type='text'>The Reader by Bernhard Schlink</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SXKmfZ-Q2dI/AAAAAAAAAM0/WVykAgvJWiY/s1600-h/13821027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SXKmfZ-Q2dI/AAAAAAAAAM0/WVykAgvJWiY/s200/13821027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292475570591947218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Christmas vacation, some airport and flying time was enough to finish &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Reader.&lt;/span&gt; I am driven to try to read a novel before seeing a movie and knowing that Kate Winslet would probably be nominated for her work in the adaptation of Schlink's work, this novel was next on my "to read" list. It was a fast read, but one that posed many ethical and moral issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in a post-Holocaust Germany, Michael Berg, a 15 year-old, gets ill on his way home from school. Hanna Schmitz, a middle-aged streetcar attendant, helps him. Determined to thank her, Michael returns to her home and is seduced by her. The next months see both Hanna and Michael consumed with the trysts that ensue. Michael reads classic literature to her, they take a long bicycle trip, and are passionate about each other. Then one day Hanna vanishes without notice to anyone. Michael grieves for her and blames himself for her disappearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2 opens with Hanna being tried as a war criminal. Michael is attending law school and happens to be observing the trial. He faces a moral and ethical dilemma as to whether to help her and possibly free her while at the same time revealing information about her past that she surely would not want made public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last part of the book, Michael and Hanna meet again. She is in jail and he sends her books on tape. He has kept her secret and their secret. To say anymore would give much too much away about the book's end. Suffice it to say that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Reader &lt;/span&gt;will engage the reader as it portrays  Germany in the 1950's and the way that it must reconcile the horrendous atrocities of the Holocaust with the role its citizens played during and after the Nazi regime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-5743893861311531053?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/5743893861311531053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=5743893861311531053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/5743893861311531053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/5743893861311531053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2009/01/reader-by-bernhard-schlink.html' title='The Reader by Bernhard Schlink'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SXKmfZ-Q2dI/AAAAAAAAAM0/WVykAgvJWiY/s72-c/13821027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-9220988536067100432</id><published>2009-01-17T22:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:34:27.373-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='England'/><title type='text'>The Private Patient by P.D. James</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SXKd5EEPBjI/AAAAAAAAAMs/m97Wi6dogos/s1600-h/28260219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 153px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SXKd5EEPBjI/AAAAAAAAAMs/m97Wi6dogos/s200/28260219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292466115783362098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It has been a while since the blog has been updated. Unfortunately, the demands of preparing for the trip, Latin class, learning the Promethean board, and the general busy life, have usurped reading time. I was very conflicted about the new James book. Do I spend an undue amount and order it from the U.K or do I behave in a fiscally responsible way and wait for the U.S. release. I did manage to wait and promised myself that it would be my Thanksgiving read. And it was. P.D. James is the ultimate English mystery writer, IMHO. The Private Patient was worth the wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in the English countryside, the book details the last days of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rhoda Gradwyn, an investigative reporter, who goes to Cheverell Manor, a private clinic, to undergo plastic surgery. Commander Adam Dalgliesh is called to investigate with his team. The suspects are assembled in one place and include the manor staff, the surgeon and medical team, a close acquaintance of Rhoda's and another patient. Each has something to hide and we are left to figure out the real motive. Woven into the story is a subplot of a lynching that took place 350 years ago and the mysterious haunted stones that stand behind the manor house. With the help of assistant Kate Miskin, Dalgliesh deconstructs the alibis and motives to reach the solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James writes with such a command of the English language that one is tempted to read the novel out loud just to hear the sheer beauty of the way the words are woven together. Her plots are craftily woven and always have the requisite number of twists and turns to keep the reader on the edge of the seat. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Private Patient&lt;/span&gt; didn't disappoint and although a number of series story lines are seemingly wrapped up in the book, I remain hopeful that James will have another offering in the future. There are not many who can put together language, plot, and characters like she can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-9220988536067100432?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/9220988536067100432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=9220988536067100432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/9220988536067100432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/9220988536067100432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2009/01/private-patient-by-pd-james.html' title='The Private Patient by P.D. James'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SXKd5EEPBjI/AAAAAAAAAMs/m97Wi6dogos/s72-c/28260219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-8686023923682047072</id><published>2008-09-21T18:59:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T21:40:55.153-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award Winner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pulitzer Prize'/><title type='text'>The Road by Cormac McCarthy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SNbvZjWPtRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/mw6Mfc9zCjs/s1600-h/road-mccarthy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 102px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SNbvZjWPtRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/mw6Mfc9zCjs/s200/road-mccarthy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248645638011204882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cormac&lt;/span&gt; McCarthy has been hailed as one accomplished writers of our era. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Road&lt;/span&gt; certainly is testimony to that statement. It is haunting, lyrical, depressing and full of love. It is an apocalyptic time in the future after an "event" has left the United States covered in gray ash. A man and his son with only a few blankets, a lighter, and a shopping cart are trying to get to what seems like the sea and the southern U.S. The narrative is without chapters and has only minimal punctuation as the two journey. It becomes cyclical as over and over again they find a dilapidated shelter, a bit food, some other lost people. But through it all Papa and the boy continue on because that is what they should do. They are the ones that carry the fire, the fire that gives them the impetus to live and to journey on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father is the protector and he will do what is necessary to keep his son alive. He carries a gun with two bullets in case it might be necessary to end the suffering. The son is incredibly morally grounded. He can't comprehend the idea that the when the pair meet a young boy on the road they don't stop to help the child. And so it goes as they travel on. With every step the father becomes sicker and sicker, coughing up blood, but so determined to live for his son. The ending is inevitable and we feel saddened for the boy who must go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book could be used in so many instances on the Advanced Placement Exam. The language and style are the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;epitome&lt;/span&gt; of modern prose. I am anxious to see the &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0898367/"&gt;film adaptation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starring &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001557/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Viggo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mortensen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that will open this November. From the credits it seems that the mother may have more of a role than the brief glimpses that we get in the book of her shortened life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely another book that will stay with the reader as we ponder our place in this world and its future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-8686023923682047072?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/8686023923682047072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=8686023923682047072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/8686023923682047072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/8686023923682047072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/09/road-by-cormac-mccarthy.html' title='The Road by Cormac McCarthy'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SNbvZjWPtRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/mw6Mfc9zCjs/s72-c/road-mccarthy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-1933646227880324854</id><published>2008-09-01T20:39:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:21:28.039-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Intermendiate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award Winner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Historical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>The Wednesday Wars by Gary Schmidt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SLyLaE2LlgI/AAAAAAAAAHM/k9KDHOI8QCI/s1600-h/25677938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 105px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SLyLaE2LlgI/AAAAAAAAAHM/k9KDHOI8QCI/s200/25677938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241217346446267906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We are magically transported back to the 1960s in Gary Schmidt's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Newbery&lt;/span&gt; Honor book, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Wednesday Wars. &lt;/span&gt;It is September of 1967 and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Holling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hoodhood&lt;/span&gt; is starting the 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade. He is the only Presbyterian in a class of Catholic and Jewish students and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;consequently&lt;/span&gt; has no place to go when the rest of his class leaves on Wednesdays to go to religious education classes. It is then that he decides that his teacher, Mrs. Baker, hates him. She first has him doing very meaningless chores like cleaning blackboards and erasers. (How many remember cleaning erasers against a brick wall?) But when that doesn't work out as she plans, she decides that he will begin reading Shakespeare. Total proof that she hates him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schmidt craftily weaves the Shakespearean plays into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Holling's&lt;/span&gt; life both in and out of school. He becomes totally involved in the plays and realizes that the Bard speaks to junior high boys as well as English teachers. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Holling&lt;/span&gt; even joins a community group and plays Ariel in the local theatre production. Needless to say he suffers some repercussions from this decision. 1967-1968 were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tumultuous&lt;/span&gt; years with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Viet&lt;/span&gt; Nam War, the assassinations of Martin Luther King, Jr. and Bobby Kennedy, atomic bomb drills, and the peace movements. They were also the years of Ralph &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Houck's&lt;/span&gt; Yankees and we meet so many of the memorable players of those years like Mel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Stottlemyre&lt;/span&gt;, Mickey Mantle and Joe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Pepitone&lt;/span&gt;. There are numerous other subplots involving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Holling's&lt;/span&gt; father's architectural firm, his sister's running away from home, classmates, and Mrs. Baker's husband who is a soldier in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Viet&lt;/span&gt; Nam. We get much of the news from the venerable Walter Cronkite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is a gem and well deserving of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Newbery&lt;/span&gt; Honor. It is funny, no actually hilarious, and thought-provoking. It is a shame that the cover does not do the inside of the book justice. It is not enticing and that is a definite shame. Read this book and have a thoroughly enjoying experience. For classroom teachers, it begs to be read aloud. Have fun on a trip back in time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-1933646227880324854?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/1933646227880324854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=1933646227880324854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1933646227880324854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1933646227880324854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/09/wednesday-wars-by-gary-schmidt.html' title='The Wednesday Wars by Gary Schmidt'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SLyLaE2LlgI/AAAAAAAAAHM/k9KDHOI8QCI/s72-c/25677938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-940493713712746623</id><published>2008-08-23T21:07:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:42:41.498-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery'/><title type='text'>Streams of Babel by Carol Plum-Ucci</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SLDBq_D6vOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/pfvLNSY46mI/s1600-h/51ozwMNWSOL._SL160_AA115_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SLDBq_D6vOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/pfvLNSY46mI/s200/51ozwMNWSOL._SL160_AA115_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237899310858419426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It was very frustrating reading this latest novel by Plum-Ucci. It is a real page-turner, but unfortunately, I couldn't devote all my time to reading it. Be prepared to only want to read when you pick up &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Streams of Babel.&lt;/span&gt; Set in New Jersey in 2002, it is the frightening, but all too plausible circumstance of bio- terrorism that is at its center. Cora Holman's mother, Aleese, has suffered a debilitating injury, is addicted to morphine, and has died of an overdose. But did she really? The autopsy indicates it really was a brain aneurysm. How coincidental is it that the mother of one of the paramedics responding to the emergency call is also sick with the flu and exhibits the same symptoms as Cora's mother. Determined to ward off the bug, Mrs. Ederman downs an extraordinary amount of water.  It is to no avail and she also succumbs. Results of the autopsy - brain aneurysm. But how much does the water she and Cora's mother drank have to d0 with their deaths?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel is told in alternating voices of Cora Holman, Scott and Owen Ederman, Rain Steckman whose father is head of USIC (US Intelligence Coalition), Shazhad Hamdani, a young Pakistani who is v-spying for the USIC, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Tyler Ping, a young Korean who eats pills and hacks computers.  Shazhad has intercepted chatter about Red Vinegar and the intent to kill a significant number of people in Colony One. But will he be able to get information to the U.S. officials quickly enough to save the lives of Rain, Cora, and Owen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The friendship and interaction among the teens is natural and believable. The idea of water supplies being targets for terrorists is more than frightening and credibly portrayed. As the terrorists are exposed the reader has a sense of urgency to finish the book and find that they are aptly punished. But, is that reality?  The suspense will hold the reader beyond the final page of the book. A great solid teen-read!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-940493713712746623?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/940493713712746623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=940493713712746623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/940493713712746623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/940493713712746623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/08/streams-of-babel-by-carol-plum-ucci.html' title='Streams of Babel by Carol Plum-Ucci'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SLDBq_D6vOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/pfvLNSY46mI/s72-c/51ozwMNWSOL._SL160_AA115_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-18426702621354214</id><published>2008-08-09T11:39:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T12:56:43.064-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><title type='text'>Moscow Rules by Daniel Silva</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SJ27IngN2LI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-J2bvANixkE/s1600-h/26466775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 94px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SJ27IngN2LI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-J2bvANixkE/s200/26466775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232544098791839922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last year I discovered &lt;a href="http://www.danielsilvabooks.com/content/index.asp"&gt;Daniel Silva&lt;/a&gt; and I spent last summer reading all 7 of his &lt;a href="http://www.danielsilvabooks.com/books/moscow_rules.asp?id=behind"&gt;Gabriel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Allon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; novels. I couldn't wait for his new book, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moscow Rules &lt;/span&gt;to come out this summer. I wasn't disappointed. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Allon&lt;/span&gt; is an agent for the Israeli &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mossad&lt;/span&gt; and is also an incredibly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gifted&lt;/span&gt; art restorer. Silva tackles  world issues through the activities of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Allon&lt;/span&gt; and has earned his place, in my opinion, next to Robert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ludlum&lt;/span&gt; and Frederick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Forsythe&lt;/span&gt;, two of my favorite authors in the spy and international intrigue genre. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moscow Rules &lt;/span&gt;begins with the horrible death of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Aleksandre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Lubin&lt;/span&gt;, a Russian journalist, in France. He has information about a Russian plot to sell arms to terrorists.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Allon&lt;/span&gt; is called from his honeymoon in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Umbria&lt;/span&gt; to make contact with a another Russian journalist in Rome to get information about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Lubin's&lt;/span&gt; death and of the impending terrorist activities. The meeting goes sour and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Allon&lt;/span&gt; becomes fully involved in the investigation, much to the chagrin of his new wife, also an Israeli agent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The action moves from Rome to  London to Moscow all with lightning speed. On the journey Ari &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Shamron&lt;/span&gt;, Sarah Bancroft, Eli &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Lavon&lt;/span&gt;, and Uzi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Navot&lt;/span&gt;, characters from previous Silva novels, join the investigation. It is journey that keeps you on the edge of your seat as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Allon&lt;/span&gt;, the English, American, and French governments attempt to capture ringleader Ivan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Kharkhov&lt;/span&gt; and intercept the shipment. Adding to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;intrigue&lt;/span&gt; is the willingness of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Kharkhov's&lt;/span&gt; wife Elena to cooperate with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Allon&lt;/span&gt;. As the plan is fabricated and the mission becomes clear, we know that the danger to all involved is life-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;threatening&lt;/span&gt; and we are fascinated as to how Ivan will be thwarted and Elena and intelligence agents will get out alive. Mindful of the "&lt;a href="http://www.military.com/NewContent/0,13190,123003_spy,00.html"&gt;Moscow Rules&lt;/a&gt;," the rules of engagement developed by the CIA during the Cold War Period, each of the operatives knows his or her role and must not deviate from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no shortage of plot twists and turns in this novel as we revel in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Silva's&lt;/span&gt; magnificent use of language and description. One feels the quiet and comfort of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Umbria&lt;/span&gt;, the rich life of Saint-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Tropez&lt;/span&gt;, and the tenseness of clandestine meetings in Washington, London, and Moscow. You just can't get enough. And so the wait commences until the next thriller by Daniel Silva is published.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-18426702621354214?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/18426702621354214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=18426702621354214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/18426702621354214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/18426702621354214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/08/moscow-rules-by-daniel-silva.html' title='Moscow Rules by Daniel Silva'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SJ27IngN2LI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-J2bvANixkE/s72-c/26466775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-2919876969544891930</id><published>2008-07-27T01:21:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T17:40:33.346-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Intermendiate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='England'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>The London Eye Mystery by Siobhan Dowd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SIwGs_VXIzI/AAAAAAAAADw/XP-QZiPAuh8/s1600-h/18591651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 73px; height: 104px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SIwGs_VXIzI/AAAAAAAAADw/XP-QZiPAuh8/s200/18591651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227560637455344434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If you have ever been to London, you will have seen that the &lt;a href="http://www.londoneye.com/ExploreTheLondonEye/"&gt;London Eye&lt;/a&gt; dominates the skyline along the Thames River across from Parliament. When one flies the Eye, you experience breathtaking views of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the city and on a clear day, the countryside for roughly 20 miles.  Siobhan Dowd sets her mystery around this landmark. Ted and Kat are on half-term break and are really not looking forward to a visit from Aunt Gloria and their cousin, Salim who are on their way to relocating in th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;e United States. From the onset of the novel we know that Ted is a very special kid. He is consumed with meteorology and numbers and thinks outside the box. As the book progresses we see that he most likely as &lt;a href="http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/aspergers-syndrome/DS00551"&gt;Asperger's syndrome&lt;/a&gt;.   Salim has always wanted to fly the Eye and so Aunt Gloria, Ted, Kat and Ted and Kat's mom, Faith,  set out the day after their arrival to do so. While Gloria and Faith have coffee, the 3 young people stand in queue for tickets and boarding. But, what luck! A stranger approaches them and offers a free ticket. He bought it and realizes that being claustrophobic, he could never get into one of the pods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SIzonKbOJoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/-SrJUtPvwnQ/s1600-h/DSCI0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 108px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SIzonKbOJoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/-SrJUtPvwnQ/s200/DSCI0126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227809026981373570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Since Kat and Ted have flown the Eye, Salim takes it and boards for his flight. The flight takes exactly 30 minutes and Kat and Ted wait for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; him. The people in his pod disembark, but Salim is not am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ong them. Maybe it was the wrong pod. Could they have missed him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Where is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The mysterious disappearance has everyone puzzled and the story that ensues takes the rea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;der on a very wild ride. Ted is certain that he can figure it out. He and Kat develop some nine theories as they try to find Salim. The police become involved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. But time  is ticking away and throughout the next 3 days the family becomes more frantic. To test a few theories Kat and Ted venture out on a trip through London and the &lt;a href="http://www.tfl.gov.uk/gettingaround/1108.aspx"&gt;Tube&lt;/a&gt;. As they develop and test the hypotheses, we get an incredible and fascinating insight into how Ted's mind really works. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This is a great mystery, full of Britishisms, some laughter and some very tense moments. I tried to pick up on some clues through the course of the story, but must admit, I missed o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SIzonb5eg8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Y1LrySCwdLs/s1600-h/VSImage_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 90px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SIzonb5eg8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Y1LrySCwdLs/s200/VSImage_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227809031671677890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ne that would have helped me solve it. It is a page-turner and would be a fun book for both boys and girls. &lt;a href="http://www.siobhandowd.co.uk/"&gt;Siobhan Dowd&lt;/a&gt; was a wonderful author and it saddens me that she will write for us no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-2919876969544891930?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/2919876969544891930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=2919876969544891930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/2919876969544891930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/2919876969544891930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/07/london-eye-mystery-by-siobhan-dowd.html' title='The London Eye Mystery by Siobhan Dowd'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SIwGs_VXIzI/AAAAAAAAADw/XP-QZiPAuh8/s72-c/18591651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-6905681087787490748</id><published>2008-07-20T11:37:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T12:08:14.439-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caldecott  Award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award Winner'/><title type='text'>The Invention of Hugo Cabret by Brian Selznick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SINb8EkrdZI/AAAAAAAAADg/Qt0hv5VIl1M/s1600-h/517GC%2BTcsaL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SINb8EkrdZI/AAAAAAAAADg/Qt0hv5VIl1M/s200/517GC%2BTcsaL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225121080257770898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I must say that I was a little more than skeptical when I heard that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Invention of Hugo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cabret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had won the prestigious &lt;a href="http://www.ala.org/ala/alsc/awardsscholarships/literaryawds/caldecottmedal/aboutcaldecott/aboutcaldecott.cfm"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Caldecott&lt;/span&gt; Medal&lt;/a&gt; for 2008. How could a 500+ page book qualify for this honor that is awarded for the most distinguished "picture book" of the year? I am NOT skeptical NOW after reading Hugo. What a gem that is surely to go down as a favorite for generations to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the opening page's picture of  a moon and then the sketches of Paris at night, the reader is entranced by the charcoal drawings and words have yet to appear. We learn that Hugo has taken over keeping the clocks wound and synchronized at a train station in Paris after his uncle disappears. He lives in a small room, also occupied by an automaton that was rescued from the ashes of a fire that killed Hugo's father. Hugo forages for food since he has no way to cash his uncle's paychecks. Our empathy builds for this young orphan as he tries to do the right thing, but who is eventually caught stealing a small wind up mouse from a toy store in the station. He needs some parts to fix the automaton because he knows from his father's notebook that the mechanical creature holds a deep secret. The shop owner takes his notebook and holds it as ransom. Hugo will need to work in the shop to try to make amends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter Penelope, the shopkeeper's godchild. She befriends Hugo and the two embark on the journey that will lead them to discover the secret. Through magic, a bit of cinematic history, and the exploration of days gone by, the two friends eventually share their deepest thoughts and feelings about their lives with each other. Not all of them are happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book can be read  on many levels. It is an insight into cinema and the contributions of Georges &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Méliés&lt;/span&gt;, the tragedy of young people left to their own devices for survival, and some real history as illustrated by the train crash at the Gare &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Montparnasse&lt;/span&gt;.  As the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Caldecott&lt;/span&gt; committee stated, "Neither words nor pictures alone tell this story." Pick it up and you will be lost and enchanted for a good couple of hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For background and history of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Invention of Hugo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cabret&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;click &lt;a href="http://www.theinventionofhugocabret.com"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-6905681087787490748?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/6905681087787490748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=6905681087787490748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/6905681087787490748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/6905681087787490748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/07/invention-of-hugo-cabret-by-brian.html' title='The Invention of Hugo Cabret by Brian Selznick'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SINb8EkrdZI/AAAAAAAAADg/Qt0hv5VIl1M/s72-c/517GC%2BTcsaL._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-8086207254078376509</id><published>2008-07-19T11:00:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T12:09:35.514-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award Winner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA'/><title type='text'>The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian by Sherman Alexie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SIIBm7wWj1I/AAAAAAAAADY/TmK-nBxy6Wo/s1600-h/24524651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 79px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SIIBm7wWj1I/AAAAAAAAADY/TmK-nBxy6Wo/s200/24524651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224740286090350418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sherman Alexie is a well-known author of adult books and poetry. His first novel for Young Adults is an absolute winner, literally. It won the prestigious &lt;a href="http://www.nationalbook.org/nba2007_ypl_alexie.html"&gt;National Book Award for Young People's Literature&lt;/a&gt; in 2007. Based on Alexie's life it is comedic, tragic, and poignant in so many ways.Told in the 1st person, the novel recounts the year that Arnold Spirit, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;aka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Junior, leaves the rez school to attend a white school 20 miles from his home. Junior is a Spokane Indian who suffers from multiple physical issues. He was born hydrocephalic, he stutters, and he lisps. In addition his parents are alcoholics and the family is extremely poor. When handed a book in math class on the first day of school, he sees that his mother's name is listed on the inside of the book. It had been used since his mother was in school and that was not fair. He heaves the book and it hits his teacher in the face. It was at this point, after his suspension, that Mr. P. encourages him to attend the white school. "You've kept your hope. And now you have to take your hope and go somewhere where other people have hope."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so he does and he meets people who give him some of that hope. But he still has to go home to the rez. The year goes by and Junior tells us of trying out for the basketball team, facing his good friend, Rowdy, on the court, trying to understand why is sister Mary has runaway, and lamenting the countless funerals he must attend. He is fourteen and already has attended forty two funerals. "That's the difference between Indians and white people." His talent on the basketball court allows him ,finally, to be accepted, tho the process is not without pain. His coach reminds him of the Vince Lombardi quote (no not the win or lose one), but "the quality of a man's life is in direct proportion to his commitment to excellence, regardless of his chosen field of endeavor." That should be a mantra for us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is enhanced by the cartoon-like drawings Junior draws. Some are just hilarious as he attempts to get his thoughts down on paper. Drawings are understood by everyone and transcend speech and language. And these drawings do that for this book. This was an amazing book and one that stays with the reader long after the last page is turned. Yes, in times it is raunchy and earthy, but it is blatantly honest and captivating and should be a must read by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-8086207254078376509?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/8086207254078376509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=8086207254078376509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/8086207254078376509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/8086207254078376509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/07/absolutely-true-diary-of-part-time.html' title='The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian by Sherman Alexie'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SIIBm7wWj1I/AAAAAAAAADY/TmK-nBxy6Wo/s72-c/24524651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-3565934572110853191</id><published>2008-07-15T22:30:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T12:44:41.765-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Death in Vienna by Frank Tallis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SH18BtKedfI/AAAAAAAAADQ/dI1zHmZZRV0/s1600-h/death.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 72px; height: 111px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SH18BtKedfI/AAAAAAAAADQ/dI1zHmZZRV0/s200/death.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223467511564891634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;A Death in Vienna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;is a very absorbing novel that is set in turn of the century Vienna. Charlotte Lowenstein, a very attractive medium, has been shot. But there was no bullet. She is found in a locked room - locked from the inside and there is no evidence of an escape by the murderer. Could it be an illusion or is a supernatural being the perpetrator? Enter Dectective Oskar Rheinhardt who enlists the aid of a cutting edge psychoanalyst, Dr. Max Liebermann to try to solve the murder. There are numerous suspects, many of whom have participated in seances with Charlotte. They include a banker, a locksmith, a count, and a well-to-do couple. Tallis masterfully develops each character and sets them against the back-drop of the beautiful and bustling city of Vienna, almost allowing the city to become a character in herself. The investigation becomes a study of forensic and criminal methods versus  psychological. Several additional story lines become interwoven within the main story line, the engagement of Max, the treatment a very disturbed Amelia Lydgate. And then in the midst of all the action, one of the prime suspects is bludgeoned to death and is found in a room locked from the inside. Is it the same killer or a different one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crimes are solved in a very clever manner as a result of some ingenious twists and turns of the plot. Tallis weaves the historical into the novel as we witness a symphony conducted by Mahler and an exhibit opening of Klimt's paintings at the Secession. And, of course, no novel set in 1902 Vienna would be complete without an appearance by Sigmund Freud whose influence of thought at the time is quite evident. We also get a glimpse of a Freud who is trying to push the sales of a book of jokes, no less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;A Death in Vienna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; transports the reader to the titular city in every way. We can taste a sachertorte at Demel's, hear the  works of  Beethoven and Wagner as conducted by Mahler,  smell the coffee at the Imperial and other cafés, be awestruck at the beauty of the Hoffburg Palace, and lose our breath as we ride high above the city on the Riesenrad. It was a very good trip indeed. A great combination of thriller, historical and psychological fiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-3565934572110853191?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/3565934572110853191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=3565934572110853191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/3565934572110853191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/3565934572110853191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/07/death-in-vienna-by-frank-tallis.html' title='A Death in Vienna by Frank Tallis'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SH18BtKedfI/AAAAAAAAADQ/dI1zHmZZRV0/s72-c/death.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-8348035963707814544</id><published>2008-07-06T22:21:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T00:14:22.319-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA'/><title type='text'>Thirteen Reasons Why by Jay Asher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SHF_IJEYJLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/brMzCqd5tgY/s1600-h/27539923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SHF_IJEYJLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/brMzCqd5tgY/s200/27539923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220093220949075122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There are books that, when you read them, you know will stay with you for a long time. Jay Asher's first novel, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thirteen Reasons Why,&lt;/span&gt; is just such a book. Clay Jensen receives a package of tapes that detail the thirteen reasons why Hannah Baker has committed suicide. Recorded before her death, the tapes are Hannah's own accounting to the thirteen people who contributed to her decision to end her life. Just as Clay must know why he is involved and listens to the tapes without a pause, we want to know what has happened to this young woman that has caused her to make such a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah's taped voice appears in italics, interspersed among the the thoughts of Clay. Although he has had a crush on Hannah for a time, he cannot figure out what has caused him to be included in the persons who will be receiving the tape. Also among those receiving the tapes is the boy who was her first kiss and ruined her reputation, the one who labeled her as having the best a-- in the school, the girl who pretended to be a real friend and a peeping Tom who stalks her outside her window.  All of them have played a major role in her high school life, but were their actions enough to really put Hannah over the edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an eerie story. At times it feels that we are eavesdropping on a very private conversation between Hannah and Clay. But we read, anxious to get to the end because we have to have the answers. This book resonates with the truth - the truth that, even what seems as an inconsequential action, can have consequences that snowball.  This novel is so well written and so powerful The lives of those who have received the tapes will never be the same. It is a guarantee that the reader's life will not be the same either upon finishing the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wait to read this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-8348035963707814544?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/8348035963707814544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=8348035963707814544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/8348035963707814544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/8348035963707814544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/07/thirteen-reasons-why-by-jay-asher.html' title='Thirteen Reasons Why by Jay Asher'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SHF_IJEYJLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/brMzCqd5tgY/s72-c/27539923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-4326731216976935025</id><published>2008-06-23T21:27:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T22:24:55.574-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victorian Age'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='England'/><title type='text'>The Winter Rose by Jennifer Donnelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SGF7QwFJddI/AAAAAAAAACs/DYoPL_lYyn0/s1600-h/7560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SGF7QwFJddI/AAAAAAAAACs/DYoPL_lYyn0/s200/7560.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215585371186361810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been a devoted fan of Jennifer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Donnelly&lt;/span&gt; since I first read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Northern Light.&lt;/span&gt; In addition, I have had the wonderful pleasure of hosting Jennifer at our school.&lt;br /&gt;Having read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Tea Rose&lt;/span&gt;, I anxiously awaited the second in the trilogy. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;boug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t a c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;opy&lt;/span&gt; while in the UK, but gave it to a friend as present. As the school year winds down, I couldn't put &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;off r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ading&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Winter Rose&lt;/span&gt; any longer. It is a long historical saga, but isn't that what we fans love? Reviewers have said that it went on 200 pages longer than necessary, but I disagree. I didn't want it to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SGF7pDvC83I/AAAAAAAAAC0/p7hO9bYnhT8/s1600-h/100_0669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SGF7pDvC83I/AAAAAAAAAC0/p7hO9bYnhT8/s200/100_0669.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215585788779230066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Winter Rose &lt;/span&gt;continues the story of the Finnegan family, this time with Charlie Finnegan at the center of the action. However, Charlie is now known as Sid Malone and is a seemingly ruthless criminal who controls a band of thugs in London's East End. The novel commences as India &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Selwyn&lt;/span&gt;-Jones graduates from the London School of Medicine for Women and begins work for Dr. Gifford, a quack to be sure. India is passionate about medicine and is resolved to provide the best treatment for the hordes of patients whom she sees. At the same time she is engaged to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Freddie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lytton&lt;/span&gt;, a hardened ne'er do well, who is interested in her for her money. As is to be expected the paths of Freddie, India, and Sid become entwined and the inevitable triangle is conceived. Fionna Finnegan becomes obsessed with finding Charlie and as a result enters the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From East End of London to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Whitechapel&lt;/span&gt; to New York, California, and Africa and Mount &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kilamanjaro&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Donnelly&lt;/span&gt; weaves a wonderful adventure and romantic novel. Her descriptions of the times, characters, and setting are meticulously researched. You know what Victorian London looks like and how it smells - the pubs, the tunnels, and the wharves. You can feel the jostling of your teeth as the primitive railroad crosses the African continent. You love India and despise Freddie. At times I felt like Sisyphus pushing the rock up the hill. As close as Sid and India get to having a fulfilling relationship, the rock slides back down and you start over again. The minor characters are also well drawn, especially Ella &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Moskowitz&lt;/span&gt; and her family. They add a sense of place and also serve as catalysts in moving the plot along. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Seamie&lt;/span&gt; Finnegan reappears and the subplot involving him and Willa Alden with their adventurous spirit and need for exploration seems to foreshadow the plot of the next novel in the trilogy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Winter Rose&lt;/span&gt; is a wonderful novel, guaranteeing many hours of reading pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-4326731216976935025?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/4326731216976935025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=4326731216976935025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4326731216976935025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4326731216976935025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/06/winter-rose-by-jennifer-donnelly.html' title='The Winter Rose by Jennifer Donnelly'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SGF7QwFJddI/AAAAAAAAACs/DYoPL_lYyn0/s72-c/7560.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-7673765855053877927</id><published>2008-06-08T17:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T17:15:52.288-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Feature</title><content type='html'>Have just added a link to my bookshelves at GoodReads. Now you can see what I am reading and what's on my shelf to read next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-7673765855053877927?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/7673765855053877927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=7673765855053877927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/7673765855053877927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/7673765855053877927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-feature.html' title='New Feature'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-1204737442013386567</id><published>2008-05-26T17:21:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T17:51:24.830-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burgen und Berge'/><title type='text'>Address Unknown by Kathrine Kressmann Taylor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SDsp8cu294I/AAAAAAAAACM/JgmrHkbcU58/s1600-h/14726152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 124px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SDsp8cu294I/AAAAAAAAACM/JgmrHkbcU58/s200/14726152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204799912838363010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Originally published in 1938, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Address Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is a short story or novella that is immediately engaging and eventually haunting. Told in a series of letters between two business associates who are really like brothers, it chronicles the rise of nationalism and Hitler in Germany in 1934. Martin Schulz moves his family back to Germany after having lived in San Francisco where he was co-owner of an art gallery with Max Eisenstein. The two carry on a correspondence with Eisenstein, a Jew, becoming very concerned over the policies of Germany and Hitler. Eventually, Martin requests that Max no longer write him since he is afraid of losing his position in German society and politics. The story climaxes when Max asks Martin to help track down Max's sister Griselle. Max's letters to Griselle have been returned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;address unknown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after she openly proclaimed her self a Jewish actress.  In a turn of events and twist in plot that is reminiscent of O'Henry, the book leaves the reader with shock and questions as to what is really morally right in that world and even today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;According to Charles Douglas Taylor, Kressman Taylor's son, in the forward to the book, Katherine wanted to write "about what the Nazis were doing and show the American public what happens to real, living people swept up in a warped ideology." It gives evidence that we as a people were aware of what was happening in Germany and how we chose to react or not react to the situation. A must read for any introduction to the study of the Holocaust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-1204737442013386567?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/1204737442013386567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=1204737442013386567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1204737442013386567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1204737442013386567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/05/address-unknown-by-kathrine-kressmann.html' title='Address Unknown by Kathrine Kressmann Taylor'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SDsp8cu294I/AAAAAAAAACM/JgmrHkbcU58/s72-c/14726152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-3808371717206382909</id><published>2008-05-19T18:49:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T22:21:51.457-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA'/><title type='text'>Rash by Peter Hautman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SDOHIySPw-I/AAAAAAAAACE/S0BdlqfJgRY/s1600-h/10347652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 78px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SDOHIySPw-I/AAAAAAAAACE/S0BdlqfJgRY/s200/10347652.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202650579550061538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is the latter part of the 21st century and Bo Marsten is living in the USSA (United Safer States of America). The society has change into one where it is better to be safe than free. One needs a helmet to take a walk, 50 pounds of pads and protective equipment to run a track race, and french fries and beer are outlawed as are body piercings and tatoos. The rules are so stringent - 3 strikes and you are out that more than a quarter of the population are serving time in penal camps. Clearly the camps are what makes the economy run. So when Bo is accused of afflicting his classmates with a rash after he lost his temper and stopped taking his Ritalin-like medicine that teens must take, he is sent to a prison camp in the tundra of Canada. The camp, surrounded by polar bears, is run by McDonalds and produces pizzas. The guards are corrupt and Bo is tapped to play on the illegal tackle football team whose goal it is to defeat the team from the CocaCola plant. Clearly the intent is to see which team can more brutally attack the other.  But wait Bork, the A.I., Bo has been creating for his science class is determined to spring him from the camp. Each time Bo logs into his WindO, a computer like device that knows your every move, Bork offers him legal advice. In some hair-raising turn of events, Bo attempts to leave the camp and return home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This novel is difficult to categorize. It is a great football story, a unique entry in the genre of dystopian literature, and a very successful satire on the state of our society and where it might be heading. Hautman is brilliant in his description of the world as we might come to know it. Remember, it wasn't too long ago when bicycle helmets weren't required. Shopping at a mall is easily done by looking at holograms that show all sides of a product. How ironic, too that safety laws are being enforce by Phillip Morris, Co?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The laughs are there, but the discussion of life in the U.S.S.A. in 2o74 will linger long after the laughter stops. Don't miss this book!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-3808371717206382909?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/3808371717206382909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=3808371717206382909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/3808371717206382909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/3808371717206382909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/05/rash-by-peter-hautman.html' title='Rash by Peter Hautman'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SDOHIySPw-I/AAAAAAAAACE/S0BdlqfJgRY/s72-c/10347652.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-4054491795186970248</id><published>2008-05-09T22:27:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T22:04:27.740-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery'/><title type='text'>Where are You Now? by Mary Higgins Clark</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SCUIintU1II/AAAAAAAAABU/c9Tt2JJzdJo/s1600-h/51To4brsbcL._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 89px; height: 89px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SCUIintU1II/AAAAAAAAABU/c9Tt2JJzdJo/s200/51To4brsbcL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198570735736771714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Time for some fluff reading and Mary Higgins Clark's 2008 novel. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where Are You Now&lt;/span&gt; follows much the same and predictable format of Clark's previous mysteries. In short chapters, she introduces a plethora of characters who all have a connection to the central premise. Charles "Mack" Mackenzie has been missing for ten years. However, not a year has passed that he hasn't called his mother on Mother's Day. Not even his father's death in the World Trade Center collapse has brought him home. This year is no exception and his sister, Carolyn, is bound and determined that she is going to find her brother. She will leave no stone unturned to find him. Her search involves the landlord's apartment where her brother last lived. What is it that they are hiding. Leesey Andrews has disappeared from a  Greenwich  Village Club that is owned by Nick DeMarco, a roommate of Mack's. Are the two connected? And Bruce Galbraith, another roommate, has hurried his wife Barbara off to Martha's Vineyard. Is he trying to hide something? Add to these subplots the acceptance of Mack's mother of his disappearance and her desire to get on with her life. She shows this determination by setting off on a vacation to the Greek isles, accompanied by family advisor Elliott Wallace. Throughout the investigation Carolyn finds herself in a life-threatening and dangerous situations. This was one of Clark's better efforts. She skillfully pulls off a couple of startling twists that eventually solve the mystery. This is an easy and enjoyable read.... a good beach or vacation novel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-4054491795186970248?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/4054491795186970248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=4054491795186970248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4054491795186970248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4054491795186970248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/05/where-are-you-now-by-mary-higgins-clark.html' title='Where are You Now? by Mary Higgins Clark'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SCUIintU1II/AAAAAAAAABU/c9Tt2JJzdJo/s72-c/51To4brsbcL._SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-1713594395735864928</id><published>2008-04-21T22:43:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T11:30:17.776-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Printz Award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award Winner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA'/><title type='text'>The White Darkness by Geraldine McCaughrean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SA1W4_G33DI/AAAAAAAAABE/IHYYH8J3O9Q/s1600-h/14882966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191901482440973362" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SA1W4_G33DI/AAAAAAAAABE/IHYYH8J3O9Q/s200/14882966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Winner of the 2008 Prinz Award, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The White Darkness &lt;/span&gt;is an unforgettable read. Not only is the story multifaceted, but the language is rich in structure and words. Symone Wates is a 14 year old English girl who is fascinated, or should we say obsessed with all thing Antarctica. Her bookshelves are full of accounts of the geography and expeditions to the continent at the bottom of the world. Her best friend and spiritual partner is Titus Oakes, a captain who died nearly 90 years ago in the failed Capt. Robert Scott expedition. Her father has just died and her Uncle Victor has stepped in to take his place. Sym believes that her father never really liked her anyway, so to have a doting uncle gives her a small bit of comfort. Imagine Sym's excitement when Victor decides to take her mother and her to Paris for the weekend, especially since it is approaching exam time. But wait, at Waterloo station Sym's mother can't find her passport and not wanting to spoil the others' getaway, decides to remain in England. (How did the passport really end up in Victor's possession?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Victor also is fascinated with Antarctica and believes in the theory that there is a hole that lead to the &lt;a href="http://www.unexplainedstuff.com/Places-of-Mystery-and-Power/Hollow-Earth.html"&gt;hollow earth&lt;/a&gt; that can be reached from there. What a coincidence that it is called Symme's Hole. With the trip to Paris being a ruse, Victor now makes the final preparation to travel with Sym to Antarctica to begin his own exploration. They travel to South America and meet up with the Pengwings Tour Group. He also meets up with Manfred Bruch, a film producer from Norway, and his son Sigurd, just a few years older than Sym. He offers to pay Victor a huge sum for filming the ultimate discovery. But wait,  members of the tour are getting sick, a plane has exploded as an evacuation is planned. What is happening?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As the novel continues it is an adventure and survival story extraordinaire. Victor, Sym, Magred, and Sigrud set off across the continent in a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.4wdonline.com/Mil/Hagglund/Hagglund.html"&gt;Hagglund&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; all terrain vehicle searching for Symme's Hole. It is a journey through the  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;White Darkness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;complicated by fog, blinding snow storms and a very limited fuel supply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Throughout her life and this story Sym has confided in and trusted the judgement of Titus. Her conversations ARE real and now at a life and death crosswords she has to decide whether she should put her trust in him, or Uncle Victor, who has been a mentor and has loved her when her father didn't, or Sigrud, who has shown her that she is young woman who does not have to be awkward around the opposite sex. In the end we all hope that she has made the right choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;An author's note at the conclusion of the book explains the fate of the Scott expedition and is a helpful addition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-1713594395735864928?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/1713594395735864928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=1713594395735864928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1713594395735864928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1713594395735864928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/04/white-darkness-by-geraldine-mccaughrean.html' title='The White Darkness by Geraldine McCaughrean'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SA1W4_G33DI/AAAAAAAAABE/IHYYH8J3O9Q/s72-c/14882966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-2999301359822069547</id><published>2008-04-04T18:59:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:54:46.795-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burgen und Berge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vienna'/><title type='text'>Henry James' Midnight Song by Carol De Chellis Hill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/R_b78DV7LDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/SgpO9HJ2lHk/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/R_b78DV7LDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/SgpO9HJ2lHk/s200/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185609030071692338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;It has been a very hectic couple of months for me with lots of classes in the library so it has taken a while to finish this incredibly crafted novel. To assign a genre to the book would prove most difficult as it is a combination of gothic, historical fiction, mystery, satire, and philosophical and social critique. The setting is&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/fin%20de%20siecle"&gt; fin de siecle&lt;/a&gt; Vienna with a cast of well-known characters that include Edith Wharton, Sigmund Freud, Carl Jung, and of course, Henry James. A mysterious manuscript that details the story when it is delivered to an isolated cabin in Maine. Women in Vienna are being murdered and notes have been left that add further intrigue to the story. And then another murder, a corpse is found at 91 Bergstrasse, the home of Freud by his wife and the hysterical maid and disappears as fast. Was it really there? Special Investigator Maurice LeBlanc is recalled from Paris to investigate the murders and arrives on the scene that leads him to the Countess von Gerzl's house and a family from the states that is staying with her. The characters become so intertwined that eventually they are all suspects in the murder. Deeper into the novel are the themes of feminism, antisemitism, nihilism, and even a prediction of Hitler's rise to power. The ending was totally unpredictable and had me guessing right to the end.&lt;br /&gt;I was fascinated with the historical setting and am curious to read further about Henry James and Edith Wharton. It really was great read packed with literary, philosophical, scenic references. Carol De Chellis Hill includes scholarly footnotes of explanation that are really a part of the manuscript that professor relates. Definitely a stimulating read and one that will rank among my favorites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-2999301359822069547?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/2999301359822069547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=2999301359822069547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/2999301359822069547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/2999301359822069547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/04/henry-james-midnight-song-by-carol-de.html' title='Henry James&apos; Midnight Song by Carol De Chellis Hill'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/R_b78DV7LDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/SgpO9HJ2lHk/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-6290571531051489189</id><published>2008-02-10T15:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T00:20:35.176-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Intermendiate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holocaust'/><title type='text'>The Mozart Question by Michael Morpurgo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SA_o7fG33EI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo03za-VsrA/s1600-h/24253828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192625004041722946" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SA_o7fG33EI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo03za-VsrA/s200/24253828.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;After just a couple of weeks on the job as a new reporter, Lesley gets the opportunity to interview world-renowned violinist, Paolo Levi before a concert that will celebrate his 50th birthday. She is is told, however, that she must not ask him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Mozart Question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. To her amazement, upon meeting with Mr. Levi, and asking the first question that comes into her mind, she is told his story from the very beginning of how he started playing the violin. By the British Children's Laureate this is a story that takes you from the beautiful city of Venice to the horrid concentration camps of World War II. It is Paolo's story from a boy who wants to have what he knows he can't and what he will do to get it. It is a story of secrets that need to be told and in the end it is a story of hope and perseverance.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-6290571531051489189?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/6290571531051489189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=6290571531051489189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/6290571531051489189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/6290571531051489189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/02/mozart-question-by-michael-morpurgo.html' title='The Mozart Question by Michael Morpurgo'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/SA_o7fG33EI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo03za-VsrA/s72-c/24253828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-4170034184936929989</id><published>2008-02-10T15:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T15:38:51.183-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA'/><title type='text'>Right Behind You by Gail Giles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/R69g1Xa35MI/AAAAAAAAAAk/p9YUZKC_q8U/s1600-h/giles_right.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/R69g1Xa35MI/AAAAAAAAAAk/p9YUZKC_q8U/s200/giles_right.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165453767553311938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gail Giles never ceases to amaze with the way she can hook you on a book with the first lines. The three things we know about Kip McFarland are:&lt;br /&gt;"First, you don't know my real name."&lt;br /&gt;"Second, I murdered somebody once."&lt;br /&gt; "Third... well, maybe this will tell you."&lt;br /&gt;And so begins &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Right Behind You&lt;/span&gt;. Reeling from his mother's death and the rough life he is living in Alaska, Kip ignites Bobby Clarke for showing off his new baseball gloves. Years of therapy and institutionalization later, Kip becomes Wade Madison and begins a new life in Indiana where he seems to have it all together. But despite the second chance, one night of too much to drink brings his world collapsing around him and for a second time his family must move away to Texas where Wade meets Sam, a girl who has her secrets as well. The book is written in short chapters, much like a diary and will put the reader through every emotion. At times you want to hate Kip (Wade), and other times you will cry for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-4170034184936929989?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/4170034184936929989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=4170034184936929989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4170034184936929989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/4170034184936929989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/02/right-behind-you-by-gail-giles.html' title='Right Behind You by Gail Giles'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/R69g1Xa35MI/AAAAAAAAAAk/p9YUZKC_q8U/s72-c/giles_right.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-7120922413985338172</id><published>2008-01-31T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T15:19:20.679-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA'/><title type='text'>What Happened to Cass McBride by Gail Giles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/R69WB3a35KI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FVlmR6yDwvI/s1600-h/giles_what.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/R69WB3a35KI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FVlmR6yDwvI/s200/giles_what.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165441887673771170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The latest by Gail Giles is a thriller that will keep you on the edge of your seat with enough twists to keep everyone engaged in this story. Cass McBride seems to have it all - grades, being a great "R.P" (resumé packer), and a student of her father who could talk his way into or out of any situation. She will need that skill to survive being buried alive by Kyle, the brother of  David who was in her history class and recently committed suicide. Narrated by the investigating officer, Cass, and Kyle Kirby, her captor, the book slowly unveils the connection between them all including the note that is pinned to David's hanging body - &lt;/span&gt;"Words are teeth, and they eat me alive.  Feed on my corpse instead." &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Definitely a gripping read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-7120922413985338172?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/7120922413985338172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=7120922413985338172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/7120922413985338172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/7120922413985338172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-happened-to-cass-mcbride-by-gail.html' title='What Happened to Cass McBride by Gail Giles'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/R69WB3a35KI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FVlmR6yDwvI/s72-c/giles_what.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-5533116842318492099</id><published>2008-01-27T16:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T18:00:17.624-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA'/><title type='text'>Story of a Girl by Sara Zarr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/R5z3ZXzGnQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JOPG9eBSRdw/s1600-h/122763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/R5z3ZXzGnQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JOPG9eBSRdw/s200/122763.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160271288316894466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I, Deanna Lambert belong to no one and no one belongs to me. I don't know what to do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Story of a Girl&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.sarazarr.com/"&gt;Sara Zarr&lt;/a&gt; is the masterfully told story of Deanna whose life has been defined since she was 13 as the girl who was caught in the backseat of Tommy Webber's car by her father. Add to that the fact that her father hasn't really spoken to her in 3 years as he deals with his disdain of her actions as well as his shortcomings. To further add to the dysfunctional Lambert family, her brother and best friend, Darren, has married Stacy and is now the father of baby April. They live in the basement of Deanna's parent's home. During the summer of the story, Deanna must again face the repercussions of her action and come to terms with those around her. Working at a pizza restaurant, she also must confront Tommy again. With a resolve to get her life on track she examines her relationships with her brother, her best friend, Lee, and her loyal friend, Jason.&lt;br /&gt;The voice in this book will ring true with teen readers. It is a wonderful read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-5533116842318492099?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/5533116842318492099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=5533116842318492099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/5533116842318492099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/5533116842318492099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-deanna-lambert-belong-to-no-one-and.html' title='Story of a Girl by Sara Zarr'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBs9U6dxbbg/R5z3ZXzGnQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JOPG9eBSRdw/s72-c/122763.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-2469825784480229651</id><published>2008-01-23T20:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:58:10.109-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burgen und Berge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World War II'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berlin'/><title type='text'>The Good German by Joseph Kanon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Set against the backdrop of the Potsdam Conference at Schloss Cecelienhof, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The Good German&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; is a spy thriller, mystery, and a love story all at the same time. The characters are intricately drawn and the city of Berlin described in a way that you can see the horror left as the aftermath of war. The book commences as Jake Geismar arrives in Berlin to cover the conference. There is an ulterior motive - to find Lena, his former lover. In Potsdam he witnesses a body being washed ashore - an American soldier and from that point he is on a mission to find out the murderer. The investigation leads him to Professor Brandt, Lena's father-in-law and ultimately to Emil, Lena's husband, a scientist who is working with Werner von Braun building rockets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The book was a bit slow to start, but once you figured out the characters and their inter-relationships, it became a page-turner. There are some thrilling chase scenes, some very heated romantic scenes, and a bit of comedy at times. The depiction of the rally after VJ day with Patton, Truman and Churchhill puts the reader in the midst of Berlin where there is distrust among the allies. One comes away with the realization that there were choices men and women had to make that were not easy and fraught with moral dilemmas and the question that begs to be answered - who were or was the "good German."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-2469825784480229651?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/2469825784480229651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=2469825784480229651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/2469825784480229651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/2469825784480229651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-german-by-joseph-kanon.html' title='The Good German by Joseph Kanon'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726627332042635859.post-1281317595322322570</id><published>2008-01-01T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T09:02:18.086-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burgen und Berge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Classic Literature'/><title type='text'>Buddenbrooks by Thomas Mann</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;While touring Germany in 2002, this books was hailed as the ultimate German story. I bought it upon returning home and always meant to read it. The length demanded dedication to the read and I must admit I felt it would be dry and a difficult read. Spurred by the reading list for our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Burgen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;und&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Berge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Honors trip, I tackled it during Christmas vacation and I am so sorry that I had not read it sooner. I didn't want to put it down and was sorry that it had ended. The story of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Buddenbrooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; family begins in 1835 and continues to the book's end in 1876. Mann is incredible as he characterizes the members of the family. His descriptions are magnificent and you immediately can picture them all in your mind. Johann (Jean) becomes the ultimate patriarch with a devotion to the well-lived life. Elisabeth, his wife, upon his death assumes the role as mentor, and devoted matriarch. Their children, Tony, Tom, Christian, and Clara all have happy and sad times in their lives. We struggle with them as they celebrate the good and bad times. The detail that Mann gives us - of Christmas on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Strasse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, a  Prussian school or the summer at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Travemünde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; -  allows the reader to be a part of his work. It will not soon be forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726627332042635859-1281317595322322570?l=reginareads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/feeds/1281317595322322570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726627332042635859&amp;postID=1281317595322322570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1281317595322322570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726627332042635859/posts/default/1281317595322322570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reginareads.blogspot.com/2008/01/buddenbrooks-by-thomas-mann.html' title='Buddenbrooks by Thomas Mann'/><author><name>Carole Ashbridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01332134103873273668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuxwrC4tjI/Tz3FyIZo0VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j8meAUMpaaE/s220/187098_696908525_2079495_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
