February 10, 2008
Another Sunday – where do the days go? I slept in this morning – still battling a chest cold that has been lingering for two weeks now. It is a beautiful sunny day here in Northern California and the snow is melting in rivulets down the driveway and off the roof. It makes me think of Spring and tulips and warmer days ahead.
I finished Theft of the Master this week (read my review) and am currently reading The Night Watch, by Sarah Waters. This book has sat on my TBR stack for more than a year…I have no idea why it has taken me so long to get to it. I’ve not read anything by Waters before, and I am loving her voice and skill at character development. Writers who wonder how to create believable characters need to pick up this book. Waters writes with sensitivity and an ear for dialogue. The Night Watch is a story told in reverse – beginning just after WWII in London and then working back in time to end at the beginning. There is a certain tension which develops with this technique. The characters are introduced and bring with them the mystery of their past, which is then gradually revealed as the novel progresses. I’m about half way through the novel and hope to finish it by tomorrow.
Waiting for me is a stack of early review books from various sources….The Story of Forgetting, by Stefan Merrill Block due to be published in April 2008 (sent to me by Jen at Observed in Books), The Translator: A Tribesman’s Memoir of Darfur, by Daoud Hari due for publication by Random House in March 2008 (from Library Things’ early review program); Belong to Me, by Marisa de los Santos to be published by Harper Collins in April 2008 (received through Shelf Awareness). These all look like wonderful books which I am looking forward to reading.
My good friend Lois surprised me this week by sending me a hard cover copy of The Hearts of Horses, by Molly Gloss. I’ve not read anything by this author and the book looks fabulous. I’ve got it on my bedside table, lined up in the queue.
Which leads me to once again ponder on the vast array of books I want to read and how short life seems in the face of it. Do any of you feel this way? That there are more books out there to be read then there can possibly be time to read them? I imagine this is better than the reverse…and for some people in the world gaining access to books is difficult. What would I do without my piles of books?
The day is calling to me – the pull of Spring is in the air. I plan to take a short walk today in the neighborhood just to feel the sun on my face and smell the clean fragrance of the pines and snow. I’ll be curling up later on the couch with the cats to read more of The Night Watch…until then, enjoy the afternoon, Saloners!