I have found my new favorite "book club" author - that author who no matter what the title is, you know you will want to read it and then sit around drinking wine with your girlfriends to discuss it. You might remember my earlier post about her book Firefly Lane, which I wil continue to dub as my favorite summer read.
Last week I discovered another book by here, True Colors, that talked about the jealousy between sisters instead of focusing on best friends. As someone with two sisters, both who I have had good times and bad with, this book resonated loud and clear.
Their story couldn't be more different than ours, but the bottom line is that all sisters are sisters. We have this weird bond with one another that cannot be broken. No matter what happens in the end, no matter how long we go between fights or how many months we spend avoiding each other, we are sisters and that is something no one can take away.
It's wonderful to me that my little sister is also counted as one of my best friends. This hasn't always been the case and we definitely fight plenty, but if I really need something, there are very few people who will come running as quickly as Abby will.
I can't help but think back to 5th grade, when I got the shit kicked out of me in the hallway. I was sitting in the office, a giant goose egg on my head, and my headstrong little sister comes charging in fists flying. She may have been 3 years younger than us, but she was ready to knock the snot out of anyone who messed with her big sister.
Ok, sappy post aside, my ladies need to read this book. It's perfect for book clubs, like I've already mentioned, but it's also great for sitting in front of the fireplace while the wind whistles around your house or lounging on the deck on a sunny day or snuggling in bed for a lazy afternoon or pretty much anytime you want a good read.
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Friday, October 15, 2010
Friday, July 16, 2010
John Grisham for Women
Ok, I promised a post about the great book I was reading last week. House Rules, the newest book by Jodi Picoult - an author I discovered years before her My Sister's Keeper fame - was one of those books that I literally couldn't put down. It was fantastic. Truly remarkable. Like all of her books, I felt myself truly feeling for the characters. I cannot tell you how many times I've read one of her books on an airplane and had the lady next to me hand me a tissue or ask if I'm going to be ok. She writes these stories that everyone can relate to but we all hope never to deal with... terminally ill family, school shootings, rapes and murders, general family issues. All of her books have the added bonus of being very character-in-a-courtroom driven. I've always called her John Grisham for woman and I'll stand by that.
I mean I love a good John Grisham, or John Grisham-like, novel but sometimes I can't bring myself to care for another boardroom executive who steals the companies money or murders someone in cold blood. But a mother who is trying to protect her family? That I can drawn into time and time again.
The thing with her novels is that she writes from so many different perspectives. The very first book of hers I remember reading, Perfect Match, is about a woman who prosecutes sex offenders - until her young son gets molested himself. The terrifying ordeal that follows tears apart her family, challenges her faith, and gives everyone new perspective on the court system in our country. Never mind that Picoult writes multiple chapters from the perspective of the young boy as he sits on some man's lap. We all know what is going on but she writes from the point of view of the child, who is much more oblivious than the enlightened adults who follow his story. Her description of the boy sitting on a man's lap, petting the man's cat as the molester gives reason for the boy to trust him still haunts me today. *shutters*
I could point out moments in almost every story of hers that stick with me. Moments that made me look at my life a little differently and know that I would react exactly the same way, no matter how irrational the character seems. Regardless of if a woman gets in trouble for shooting the man who hurt her family... wouldn't you do the same thing if you had the opportunity? Wouldn't you want to protect the people you love no matter what? I know that I would.
I remember when I was a young girl and someone beat me up in the 5th grade. My little sister, a tough 2nd grade tomboy, stormed into the office out for blood. She was prepared to beat the hell out of whoever had hurt me, no matter how much bigger or stronger he was. I look at her now as she's preparing to move across the country with her boyfriend and someday soon build a family of her own and know that she would still do the same thing today. We all would. Because that's what families do.
Bottom line, read anything you can get your hands on by this wonderful woman. Plus, look at her. I want to be her friend... I want to sit down for coffee and pick her brain. Her stories are those that I could only dream to write someday. They are so involved and the authors intelligence is evident as each and every story unfolds. But so is her compassion, her ability to empathize with a family's suffering. I would love to see her interact with her own children on Christmas morning. Because someone who writes this well must live a life we can only dream to build for ourselves some day.
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