I started this book by the man who gave us Downton Abbey and couldn’t put it down! Disclaimer: it won’t be for everyone. The closest thing I can liken it to is a really well done Regency (minus the sex) which is maybe my number one guilty pleasure. In 1815, beautiful Sophia Trenchard is in Brussels before the battle of Waterloo. There she falls in love with with Edmund, Viscount Bellasis–an impossible match given he is the son of an Earl and she the daughter of a tradesman. Fast forward 25 years and the Trenchard family has outpaced even their wildest expectations moving among the London aristocracy as though they actually belong. Enter Lady Maria Grey who develops unexpected feelings for Christopher Pope, the son of a country vicar and an unabashed businessman. Can the tragedy of Sophia’s affair translate into something positive for a new generation? This is drawing-room repartee at its best, although the plot is contrived with stock characters and at times feels a bit silly. Still, it makes for compelling reading with a highly satisfying end.
I got immediately sucked into this historical drama as three women struggle to survive in post WWII Germany. Smart bold Marianne’s husband is killed after a failed plot to assassinate Adolf Hitler. She vows to help the families of his fellow conspirators. To that end, she rescues beautiful but broken Benita, being taken advantage of by Russian soldiers, as well as Benita’s son. She finds strong practical Ania and her two boys languishing in a refugee camp for displaced persons. With Marianne’s three children, the makeshift family lives in a rundown castle where they must forage for food and fend off marauding predators. But their struggle is more than physical as they cope with jealousy, dangerous secrets, class differences, children left scarred by war and hatred for the Nazis. The book is very well written and emotionally gripping as the author explores themes of love, friendship, survival, judgment and ultimately forgiveness in the face of unimaginable horror. WWII is not my favorite time period to read about, but I didn’t want this one to end.
From the author of Orphan Train, I literally couldn’t put this book down even though I had a hard time picking it up. The topic sounds boring: Christina Olson, whose whole life is a small remote farm in coastal Maine becomes the unlikely inspiration for one of artist Andrew Wyeth’s best known paintings, Christina’s World, despite an increasingly incapacitating illness. But I knew after reading a few pages I’d be up all night with this one, and I was. The author weaves fact with fiction bringing into focus the little known woman behind the portrait, her complicated family relationships and an unexpected romance. Christina’s life is small, but the everydayness is its charm, along with the lyrical writing reminiscent of Kent Haruf’s Plainsong. I’m not going to lie, for some this book will be unbearably depressing. I’m not a fan of needlessly sad novels or unhappy endings myself. But the writing and Christina’s stubborn pride, intelligence and hope throughout a life of hardship and tragedy almost make the subject disappear. I’m giving this one my highest recommendation.
Trains carrying orphans ran routinely from the East Coast to the Midwest between 1854 and 1929 carrying abandoned children needing homes. Fate determined whether these kids got good families or were taken for more pragmatic, brutal reasons such as hard labor. In this marvelously written book of fiction, Irish immigrant Vivian is one such child. In chapters which move from the past to the present, we learn what happened to her; the good, the bad and the ugly. At the end of her life, Vivian is living peacefully and well in Maine when 17-year-old Molly shows up with community-service hours to fill. As Molly helps Vivian clean out her attic, she discovers she and the wealthy widow have much more in common than it seems. Molly has spent her childhood in and out of foster homes, and is currently living with another set of indifferent strangers. This well-crafted, emotional journey through loss and upheaval, still manages an ultimate message of resilience, hope and finding friendship when and where we least expect it.
Anne Frank is a typical teenager living in Amsterdam in 1942, except she’s Jewish, and anti-Semitic laws make life increasingly hard. To avoid a concentration camp, the Franks go into hiding with another family and an acquaintance in a secret annex above Mr. Frank’s office stockpiled with food and supplies. Anne continues her diary while in hiding. She includes war details, but more often writes about loneliness and isolation. She details her crush on the teenage boy sharing the annex which ebbs given her father’s disapproval. She also describes feeling solidarity with Jews being persecuted, but resents it and wants to be seen as an individual. For two years, she details confinement and deprivation, but the diary ends abruptly in 1944 when the family is betrayed to the Nazis and arrested. Anne’s father, the family’s sole survivor, gets her diary back from Miep, a young woman who helped them, and publishes it to fulfill Anne’s wishes. It is both a condemnation of the horror of the Holocaust, and one of the few accounts from a young person’s perspective.
At its core, this book is about the no-win ethical choice a woman must make during the World War II era. Three people share a boarding house in Brooklyn. Stingo, an aspiring author, is drawn into a difficult relationship between a Jew and his Catholic lover. Nathan is charming, but a schizophrenic who self-medicates and is violent. Sophie is Polish and a survivor of a Nazi concentration camp. As Stingo gets to know Sophie, she slowly tells him about her past — about how she was sent to Auschwitz with her two children. Stingo’s growing closeness to Sophie prompts Nathan, who is at times delusional, to accuse them of having an affair. He threatens to kill them. Stingo and Sophie flee and she finally reveals the horrific decision she was forced to make in Auschwitz about her kids. Stingo proposes marriage, but Sophie is deeply depressed, an alcoholic and desperate to self-destruct with Nathan. This is a beautifully written book, with fully realized characters, well deserving of the National Book Award it was awarded in 1980.
This is a very charming, funny, true book about Frank and Lillian Gilbreth who married in 1904 and became partners in a business consulting firm. We still use many of their methods today. They aren’t best know for their work, however, but for having 12 children — two of whom wrote this book. Frank is the larger-than-life central character who saw his family as a laboratory for time-and-motion studies, requiring them, for example, to run whenever they heard a whistle blow. He smoked cigars, was a snazzy dresser and drove like a madman. Back then, cars were still a novelty. An open Pierce Arrow crammed with 12 kids was a show stopper. Frank knew how to handle hecklers. When one guy shouted, “Say, Noah, what are you doing with that Ark?” Frank replied, “Collecting animals like the good Lord told me . . . All I need now is a jackass. Hop in.” He died a young man. Lillian picked up his work, becoming widely respected in a man’s world, but Frank’s passing left a void in the family impossible to fill.
This is a great book for readers who enjoy Roman history — like I do. It’s the first in the Roma Sub Rosa series, mysteries which feature sleuth Gordianus the Finder. The year is 80 BC and Sulla rules Rome. Young lawyer Marcus Cicero is defending Sextus Roscius, accused of murdering his wealthy father. (The gruesome penalty for patricide is to be marched to the Field of Mars, brutally whipped, sewn into a sack with a snake, chicken and dog, and then chucked into the Tiber.) Cicero hires Gordianus to investigate. Rumor has it Roscius plotted the murder because his father threatened to disinherit him and leave the money to the unborn child of a prostitute with whom he was having an affair. As Gordianus pursues the truth, his house is vandalized, his slave Bethesda attacked and someone tries to kill him, more than once. Maybe, because he discovers something that could set Roscius free but implicate Roman Dictator Sulla in the process.
This book, which features a truly vile heroine, isn’t for everyone. Beatrice Lacey (whom I love to hate) lives in England in the 1700s on a rich estate called Wideacre. She loves the land, more than her bookish brother Harry, but by law she can’t inherit. Determined to be in charge, she plots her father’s death with a lover, leaves the lover for dead and then seduces her brother who has a fondness for pain. When Harry marries, she foists the child she has by him onto his wife. Pregnant again, Beatrice seduces a man and traps him into marriage. Ultimately, she drives her husband to drink and then into an institution so she can sell his Scottish estates to gain resources for Wideacre. She also brutally exploits the peasants who work the farm to ensure the estate’s well-being. Although I enjoy many of this author’s books, especially The Other Boleyn Girl, the writing is so rich in the Wideacre Trilogy it remains an all time favorite.