The Nightingale by Kristin Hannah

Reach for that box of tissues. You are going to cry. I fully acknowledge that I was late to the party with this book. For what seemed like years, I had seen it in Bookshop Santa Cruz and mentally labeled it ‘another war novel’. I approached The Nightingale, by Kristin Hannah, somewhat jaded after the […]

All The Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr

It’s the oddest thing, but sometimes I ‘save’ an unread book. Maybe it’s as simple as knowing that I have a trip coming up, or maybe it’s more complicated and I know that there will be a point when I just need to really lose myself in a book. All The Light We Cannot See, […]

The House Between Tides by Sarah Maine

Sometimes you read a book and you just aren’t sure why you didn’t enjoy it more. Perhaps other things were going on in your life at the time or maybe you were just too tired. It’s hard to say. Sadly this is where I am with The House Between Tides by Sarah Maine. The more […]

The Curious Charms of Arthur Pepper by Phaedra Patrick

The Curious Charms of Arthur Pepper, by Phaedra Patrick, is just the most gorgeous novel. I read it at a time when I really wasn’t happy and when I most profoundly needed an emotional lift. It tells the story of Arthur Pepper a sixty-nine year old man, living in York, England. A widower for nearly […]

Dark Matter by Blake Crouch

The Husband knows all too well that the words ‘science fiction’ and ‘fantasy’ are like a like a death knell for me. Nothing fills me with greater dread than stories set in a different world or in the future. Something in me dies a little when asked to make a leap into a story about […]

The Paying Guests by Sarah Waters

Gah! I want to love to Sarah Waters’ novels, I really do, but in actuality I don’t. People tell me how wonderful they are, but I do find myself secretly wondering whether they have actually ever finished one. To me, they are like the promises you make at a book club, where readers coo over […]

Lost Among the Living by Simone St. James

Two words spring to mind when I consider the novels of Simone St. James: literary crack. Truly, I have no idea exactly why I enjoy her writing so much, but I have now read all four of her novels and bought them for my mother too. I can hardly wait for her fifth novel to […]

Brooklyn by Colm Toibin

Sometimes, when I feel nostalgic for home, The Husband and I will spend an evening or two watching UK TV together. This normally cures our need for outright sarcasm and the type of pithy humour or gritty drama that only the UK seems able to produce. One night we found ourselves watching Film 2015, an […]