I've been trying to post this book for a week, but the worlds been getting in the way.
I loved this book, it was written simply, which I appreciated. But one question has been bothering me, critics always get very excited when a man can write convincingly of a woman, but what about women who can write convincingly as men? Alas, the author of this book fell quite short of giving a voice to an old jewish man, but she was an apt observer. The concept in this book was enthralling though.
Leo Gursky is an old Jewish man who is afraid that when he dies, no one will notice. Alma is a young girl trying to find a world beyond her mother's never-ending grieving. These two characters with seemingly nothing in common at the beginning of the story end up wound together in an intriguing story of identity, loss, and other potentially depressing words.
I read the first few pages on Amazon and was completely convinced it would be wonderful, and it was.
End of the Year Summary
I'm pretty sure this is going to be the last book of the year - with only a few days to go and I'm only 100 pages into Wicked. I'm rather disappointed in myself for starting but not finishing so many books this year...and for buying so many more books than I started. I just didn't have as much time to read as I would have liked.
But I will find a way to make more time for reading. I'm trying to let myself read for at least half an hour before bed, which is difficult, but I try. Crocheting has taken up a great deal of my evenings for the past 3 or 4 months, since, well, presents had to be made. But they're mostly done now and I hope by January I'll be able to spend more time curled up with books.
I've also decided that next year, I can't buy any more books until I finish some of the ones I already have. I have an extensive list of books I've bought but haven't finished (which I will post in the next couple of weeks), and will dedicate the next year crossing some of them off the list! I think I said that last year too though, but this year I really mean it.