I temporarily interrupted my non-fiction reading - I just finished reading a very unusual book, and an unlikely one for me to read. It is
The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society by Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows. It's a novel, and it is laid out as a series of letters and notes between a bunch of people, with a writer named Juliet Ashton as the central character. It's a beautiful story of post-war recovery in Guernsey, one of the Channel Islands. As it begins, it is a little hard to find the flow and the story, but you find yourself sucked into the correspondence and come to know the characters. I really liked it. Yes, I have to admit, among all my manly reading I've also read and enjoyed
Pride and Prejudice,
Jane Eyre,
Sense and Sensibility, etc, etc.
While I'm on the topic, I feel like I have to admit, and proudly, that
Jane Eyre actually is responsible for the union of me and my Queen. We were dating, and we read it aloud together, and she decided that a man who would read that book with her was worth hanging on to. The rest is blissful history!
