I am still reading so sparsely this month. Too busy. The first book I'm about to share with you all I actually got so into that I stayed up way too late reading and was SUPER grumpy the next day.
And when everyone asks you, "What's wrong? You seem a little…down today."
It's hard to answer, "I stayed up late reading a mystery book and now I'm really tired so just leave me alone," without realizing how ridiculous you sound.
Not that it stopped me.
I adore Alexander McCall Smith, I really think we could hang out. Probably every fan thinks this about the authors they love…but in my case I really think it's true. This is a mystery novel, although I would still highly recommend it even if you do not like mystery books. The mystery is usually the side note in this series. The protagonist, Isabel, lives a somewhat solitary life and is therefore an excellent observer of other characters and all the human interactions around her. She is intelligent and often entertains philosophical rabbit trails in her mind while hunting down potential murders, but she is also kind and generous toward her fellow man. Which is why characters often confide in her. So if you like quiet, interesting reads, or just fun mystery novels then I highly recommend Friends, Lovers, Chocolate.
It was really by chance that I started "reading" The Third Angel by Alice Hoffman. And I put "reading" in quotes because I didn't quite read it in the traditional sense. I actually listened to it, audio book style. I knew I had to drive my boyfriend to Kansas City last week, so he could catch a flight to New York where he lives. From my home to Kansas City is about fours hours, each way. So I stopped by the library to see if I could find an audio book to amuse myself on the solitary drive home.
Don't judge. Audio books are awesome.
I didn't really see anything on my to-read list, so I started looking for authors I like. I love Alice Hoffman. But when I read the description I wasn't too sure, the book is all about lost loves and broken hearts. Sounded a little sappy. But I saw nothing else good, so I got it.
Two hours into my drive home I was in love with this book. I also had tears streaming down my face and was eating honey Bar-B-Que potato chips.
What did I say about judging? It was a long drive and I was all alone. So there.
Hoffman is one of those authors who can explain those bits of life that are hard to put your finger on but that we all experience, or watch a loved one experience. It's beautiful, stunning and often quite sad. I highly recommend this book, but it will probably make you cry.
You have been warned.
What have you all been reading lately? Anything I should put on my to-read list?