It’s been a rather lackluster reading week, dear friends, which explains my absence from these pages. I did complete a review book for Curled Up With A Good Book, although I’ve yet to write the review. And I certainly have no dearth of books from which to choose my next read. Yet none of them seems to be crying “Read Me!” Thus my reading experience has been less than stellar.
However, this morning I was going through an old bookstack in the basement, looking for some books to put “up for mooching” (I must say, this Book Mooch-ing is a fabulous idea!) when, lo and behold, I came across three old favorites, and books I had completely forgotten I owned.
I do love re-reading books. It’s like visiting with an old friend you haven’t seen in far too long. The familiar cadence of their speech, the descriptions of places dear to them, the characters that intersect with their lives – it’s always a joyous reunion. And invariably I learn something new, for I’m coming with fresh eyes after my time away.
So I’ve dived into While I Was Gone, Miller’s extremely well written tale of a woman’s mid-life crisis. I found this book a bit like a grown up version of The Good Mother – clearly a story of a woman dealing with emotional growth, just at a different stage of life. I first read The Good Mother when I was a young mother myself, just like Anna.
Now, I’m a middle aged woman (like Jo), and feeling “at just that moment when you begin to turn, when you’re poised exactly between the things in life you want to do and those you need to do, and it seems for a few blessed seconds that they are all going to be the same.”
I love Miller’s writing – I find her books are full of luscious sentences that beg to be copied down in a notebook somewhere. (Do you do that, by the way? Have a notebook for examples of delicious sentences you want to write out in your own handwriting, as if by some writing them down with your own pen, some of the talent behind the words will seep into your brain?)
And so the view from my reading room is definitely brightening. Thanks to finding a few old friends to visit.
Now tell me, how’s the view from your reading room these days?