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		<title>Breadcrumbs by Anne Ursu *Review*</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Feb 2012 12:10:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Once upon a time, Hazel and Jack were best friends. They had been best friends since they were six, spending hot Minneapolis summers and cold Minneapolis winters together, dreaming of Hogwarts and Oz, superheroes and baseball. Now that they were &#8230; <a href="http://bybookorbycrook.wordpress.com/2012/02/23/breadcrumbs-by-anne-ursu-review/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bybookorbycrook.wordpress.com&amp;blog=25241962&amp;post=1242&amp;subd=bybookorbycrook&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><a href="http://bybookorbycrook.files.wordpress.com/2012/02/breadcrumbs.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-1243" title="breadcrumbs" src="http://bybookorbycrook.files.wordpress.com/2012/02/breadcrumbs.jpg?w=500" alt=""   /></a>Once upon a time, Hazel and Jack were best friends. They had been best friends since they were six, spending hot Minneapolis summers and cold Minneapolis winters together, dreaming of Hogwarts and Oz, superheroes and baseball. Now that they were eleven, it was weird for a boy and a girl to be best friends. But they couldn&#8217;t help it &#8211; Hazel and Jack fit, in that way you only read about in books. And they didn&#8217;t fit anywhere else. </em></p>
<p><em>And then, one day, it was over. Jack just stopped talking to Hazel. And while her mom tried to tell her that this sometimes happens to boys and girls at this age, Hazel had read enough stories to know that it&#8217;s never that simple. And it turns out, she was right. Jack&#8217;s heart had been frozen, and he was taken into the woods by a woman dressed in white to live in a palace made of ice. Now, it&#8217;s up to Hazel to venture into the woods after him. Hazel finds, however, that these woods are nothing like what she&#8217;s read about, and the Jack that Hazel went in to save isn&#8217;t the same Jack that will emerge. Or even the same Hazel. </em></p>
<p><em>Inspired by Hans Christian Andersen&#8217;s &#8220;The Snow Queen,&#8221; Breadcrumbs is a story of the struggle to hold on, and the things we leave behind.</em></p>
<p>When visiting my grandma as a child, one of my favorite things to do was to hide away in her spare bedroom with a big thick book of fairy tales she kept on a  bookshelf in there.  At the beginning of every chapter there was a black and white drawing of one of the scenes in the story.  I distinctly remember the troll under the bridge in Three Billy Goats Gruff.  The stories were magical.  I wish I had that book today!</p>
<p>As an adult, I don&#8217;t read fairy tales anymore.  I have moved on and haven&#8217;t had the opportunity to.  When I read the synopsis of Breadcrumbs I knew I had to give it a try to see if I could recapture some of that wonder I had as a child.</p>
<p>From the beginning it is apparent that even though this is intended as a middle grade read, the writing is more suited for someone older than 8-12 years of age.  Not that the story line is too deep or the language too difficult, but the writing is wonderfully descriptive and gorgeously appealing.  It&#8217;s not something I can see a middle grader settling into and enjoying the quality of, if you can understand where I&#8217;m coming from.</p>
<p>The story itself starts out well.  I enjoy the quality of Hazel and Jack&#8217;s friendship and the ease with which they get along to the exclusion of others.  When Jack is taken away by the Snow Queen and Hazel enters the forest to find him and bring him home is where the fairy tale actually begins.  The references to Narnia, Harry Potter and classic fairy tales were fun&#8230;at first.  Then I began to feel they were a bit too contrived.  Wolves, and axemen and ballet slippers you will find in many fairy tales and this story has a lot of them.  I began to get bored when I felt the charming elements of the fairy tales from my youth were being crammed in on every page and I began to lose what the story was truly about.</p>
<p>When Hazel finally rescues Jack from the Snow Queen at the end of the story (come on, you knew she was going too!) my heart thawed a little.  Ms. Ursu does write a beautiful story about friendship, betrayal, growing up and changing.    <span style="color:#ff0000;">3/5 stars</span></p>
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		<title>best kept secret by Amy Hatvany *Review*</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2012 14:43:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Cadence didn’t sit down one night and decide that downing two bottles of wine was a brilliant idea. Her drinking snuck up on her &#8211; as a way to sleep, to help her relax after a long day, to relieve &#8230; <a href="http://bybookorbycrook.wordpress.com/2012/02/16/best-kept-secret-by-amy-hatvany-review/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bybookorbycrook.wordpress.com&amp;blog=25241962&amp;post=1239&amp;subd=bybookorbycrook&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><strong><a href="http://bybookorbycrook.files.wordpress.com/2012/02/best-kept-secret.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-1240" title="best kept secret" src="http://bybookorbycrook.files.wordpress.com/2012/02/best-kept-secret.jpg?w=193&#038;h=300" alt="" width="193" height="300" /></a>Cadence didn’t sit down one night and decide that downing two bottles of wine was a brilliant idea.</strong></em></p>
<p><em>Her drinking snuck up on her &#8211; as a way to sleep, to help her relax after a long day, to relieve some of the stress of the painful divorce that’s left her struggling to make ends meet with her five-year old son, Charlie.  </em></p>
<p><em>It wasn’t always like this. Just a few years ago, Cadence seemed to have it all—a successful husband, an adorable son, and a promising career as a freelance journalist.  But with the demise of her marriage, her carefully constructed life begins to spiral out of control.  Suddenly she is all alone trying to juggle the demands of work and motherhood.               </em></p>
<p><em> Logically, Cadence knows that she is drinking too much, and every day begins with renewed promises to herself that she will stop.  But within a few hours, driven by something she doesn’t understand, she is reaching for the bottle &#8211; even when it means not playing with her son because she is too tired, or dropping him off at preschool late, again.  And even when one calamitous night it means leaving him alone to pick up more wine at the grocery store.  It’s only when her ex-husband shows up at her door to take Charlie away that Cadence realizes her best kept secret has been discovered….</em></p>
<p><em> Heartbreaking, haunting, and ultimately life-affirming, Best Kept Secret is more than just the story of Cadence—it’s a story of how the secrets we hold closest are the ones that can most tear us apart.</em></p>
<p>Who has not been in this situation before?  Tired after a long day at work you arrive home only to find more work still to do.  Dinner must be made, laundry needs to be done, one of the kids needs to be driven to her soccer game or a church event.  Don&#8217;t you just wish sometimes all the demands would go away and you could just relax?  What if picking up a bottle and drinking a glass of wine was a way you could relax?  Okay, as long as it&#8217;s one glass with dinner.  But what if it starts taking another glass to calm you&#8230;and then another.</p>
<p>Being a mother with a demanding schedule after my work day, I could easily see the draw of a glass of wine .  Seems harmless enough.  But when it starts to spiral out of control, how do you pick up the pieces and return to a normal life that won&#8217;t make you insane?</p>
<p>Cadence&#8217;s drinking does spiral out of control and she ends up losing her son.  I can think of nothing that would be harder to bear then being away from the one you love the most.  It&#8217;s hard for Cadence not to be a part of Charlie&#8217;s life anymore and she fights her battle with alcoholism to try to win him back.</p>
<p>Amy Hatvany&#8217;s characters are real.  I can feel the disapproving nature of her ex mother-in-law, I can sense Charlie&#8217;s pain when he&#8217;s afraid his mother is going to pick up a bottle again, my heart hurts for Cadence&#8217;s suffering as she realizes what she has done to Charlie and how she may never be able to right that wrong.</p>
<p>It came as no surprise to me that the author has traveled this road herself.  The pain that came through on the page was a pain that can only come from experience.  I applaud her for coming out about her alcoholism and sharing her journey with others.  I have great respect for someone who can not only succeed in the face of adversity but help others do the same.  A very thought-provoking book that has plenty to discuss with your book club (what makes a good mother, can you ever undo a wrong, trust, forgiveness, balancing work and family) I wasn&#8217;t surprised to see that 37/39 reviewers on Amazon gave the book a 5 star rating.   Add mine to that&#8230;<span style="color:#ff0000;">5/5 stars.</span></p>
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		<title>Ashfall by Mike Mullin *Review*</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2012 14:15:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Angie S.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Many visitors to Yellowstone National Park don&#8217;t realize that the boiling hot springs and spraying geysers are caused by an underlying supervolcano. It has erupted three times in the last 2.1 million years, and it will erupt again, changing the &#8230; <a href="http://bybookorbycrook.wordpress.com/2012/02/10/ashfall-by-mike-mullin-review/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bybookorbycrook.wordpress.com&amp;blog=25241962&amp;post=1234&amp;subd=bybookorbycrook&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><a href="http://bybookorbycrook.files.wordpress.com/2012/02/ashfall.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-1237" title="Ashfall" src="http://bybookorbycrook.files.wordpress.com/2012/02/ashfall.jpg?w=195&#038;h=300" alt="" width="195" height="300" /></a>Many visitors to Yellowstone National Park don&#8217;t realize that the boiling hot springs and spraying geysers are caused by an underlying supervolcano. It has erupted three times in the last 2.1 million years, and it will erupt again, changing the Earth forever.</em></p>
<p><em>Fifteen-year-old Alex is home alone when the supervolcano erupts. His town collapses into a nightmare of darkness, ash, and violence, forcing him to flee. He begins a harrowing trek in search of his parents and sister, who were visiting relatives 140 miles away.</em></p>
<p><em>Along the way, Alex struggles through a landscape transformed by more than a foot of ash. The disaster brings out the best and worst in people desperate for food, clean water, and shelter.  When an escaped convict injures Alex, he searches for a sheltered place where he can wait&#8211;to heal or to die. Instead, he finds Darla. Together, they fight to achieve a nearly impossible goal: surviving the supervolcano.</em></p>
<p>I have always enjoyed stories of survival against incredible odds.  Although most of the survival books I read are true stories, occasionally I like to delve into something that&#8217;s not true&#8230;but <span style="text-decoration:underline;">could</span> be.</p>
<p><em>Ashfall</em> lets you think about the what ifs.  What if the supervolcano under Yellowstone did erupt?  What if the falling ash for weeks on end killed all wildlife and crops still in the field?  What if there was no clean water to drink?  How would you survive&#8230;or could you?</p>
<p>Alex starts out on his trek with nothing more then a few cans of food and bottles filled with water from the back of the toilet tank.  He doesn&#8217;t know if he can make the trip to his uncle&#8217;s house to join up with his parents but he knows if he stays he will surely die.  Along the way he does meet up with a few communities who are starting to pull life back together.  They are organized and they are willing to shelter him if he joins their work crews to try to forage for food.  Even though the temptation is great, his will to join his family is greater.  So on he moves.</p>
<p>When he is injured by a desperate convict looking for food he is reluctantly saved by Darla.  Her mother, being a Christian, is determined to help feed and clothe him but Darla knows any food they share with him means less for her and her mother.    She wishes he would just leave.  Thankfully, Darla sticks with him and aids him on his journey because this feisty teen ends up saving him more than once!</p>
<p>A mesmerizing  fiction novel about life after a supervolcano eruption, <em>Ashfall</em> receives <span style="color:#ff0000;">3.5/5 stars.</span></p>
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		<title>Never Knowing by Chevy Stevens *Review*</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2012 14:09:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[All her life, Sara Gallagher has wondered about her birth parents.  As an adopted child with two sisters who were naturally born to her parents, Sara did not have an ideal home life.  The question of why she was given &#8230; <a href="http://bybookorbycrook.wordpress.com/2012/02/06/never-knowing-by-chevy-stevens-review/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bybookorbycrook.wordpress.com&amp;blog=25241962&amp;post=1228&amp;subd=bybookorbycrook&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><a href="http://bybookorbycrook.files.wordpress.com/2012/02/never-knowing1.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-1231" title="Never Knowing" src="http://bybookorbycrook.files.wordpress.com/2012/02/never-knowing1.jpg?w=197&#038;h=300" alt="" width="197" height="300" /></a>All her life, Sara Gallagher has wondered about her birth parents.  As an adopted child with two sisters who were naturally born to her parents, Sara did not have an ideal home life.  The question of why she was given up for adoption has always haunted her.  Finally, she is ready to take steps to find closure.</em></p>
<p><em><strong>But some questions are better left unanswered.</strong></em></p>
<p><em>After months of research, Sara locates her birth mother-only to be met with horror and rejection.  Then she discovers the devastating truth: her mother was the only victim ever to escape a killer who has been hunting women every summer for decades.  But Sara soon realizes the only thing worse than finding out about her father is him finding out about her.</em></p>
<p><em><strong>What if murder is in your blood?</strong></em></p>
<p>Never Knowing is author Chevy Stevens second novel and I have to say, I LOVE her!  Her first novel <a href="http://bybookorbycrook.wordpress.com/2011/12/06/still-missing-by-chevy-stevens-review/">Still Missing</a> garnered a 5 star review from me in December and this one wasn&#8217;t far behind.  Ms Stevens has a way of gripping you from the first page and not allowing you to pry your fingers free of the book until the very last sentence.</p>
<p>Sara Gallagher, understandably, is looking for answers.  She has never felt like she truly belongs to the family she was adopted into.  Her mother was great, true, but her father was always distant, demanding and disappointed.  Her younger sister Melanie&#8217;s jealousy is also something she has always had to deal with and it has made their relationship strained.</p>
<p>When Sara hires a private investigator to help track down her birth mother the answers she receives are horrifying,  She finds out she is the product of the rape and attempted murder of her mother by the serial killer the Campsite Killer.  It isn&#8217;t long before her birth father finds out about her existence and the lives of her birth mother, her fiancé, her daughter, and the rest of her family is in jeopardy.</p>
<p>When the Campsite Killer contacts Sara and wants to meet her she at first denies him the opportunity.  But when, out of frustration, he kills again, Sara knows she really has no choice.  She might be the only one who can stop him&#8230;</p>
<p><span style="color:#333333;">Never Knowing is a fast paced thriller</span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#333333;"> that makes you wonder if, sometimes, you would be better off&#8230; Never Knowing.</span>   4/5 stars</span></p>
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		<title>The Language of Flowers by Vanessa Diffenbaugh *Review*</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Dec 2011 10:10:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Angie S.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Victoria only knows how to relate to people one way&#8230;through flowers.  Unable to vocalize her hurt and anger, she turns to the language she learned from the one person she has ever loved, Elizabeth.  Elizabeth taught her the language of &#8230; <a href="http://bybookorbycrook.wordpress.com/2011/12/22/the-language-of-flowers-by-vanessa-diffenbaugh-review/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bybookorbycrook.wordpress.com&amp;blog=25241962&amp;post=1210&amp;subd=bybookorbycrook&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://bybookorbycrook.files.wordpress.com/2011/12/the-language-of-flowers-by-vanessa-diffenbaugh_slideshow_image12.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-1214" title="The-Language-of-Flowers-by-Vanessa-Diffenbaugh_slideshow_image[1]" src="http://bybookorbycrook.files.wordpress.com/2011/12/the-language-of-flowers-by-vanessa-diffenbaugh_slideshow_image12.jpg?w=240&#038;h=300" alt="" width="240" height="300" /></a>Victoria only knows how to relate to people one way&#8230;through flowers.  Unable to vocalize her hurt and anger, she turns to the language she learned from the one person she has ever loved, Elizabeth.  Elizabeth taught her the language of flowers.  She taught her that thistle means misanthropy and dahlia means dignity.  Victoria uses this language throughout her life with various people she encounters whether they understand the language or not.  That&#8217;s actually the way she prefers it.  She keeps to herself, never letting anybody get too close to her.  Those that try she drives away.  She really can&#8217;t take any more hurt and disappointment.</p>
<p>     Unapproachable, no one is able to break through her shell until one day, someone who has been studying her from a distance hands her mistletoe- <em>&#8220;I surmount all obstacles.&#8221;  </em>Can this young man tear through the wall Victoria has carefully constructed around her heart?</p>
<p><em>The Language of Flowers</em>  is a beautiful story of love and loss, hurt and disappointment, realization and hope.  I learned so much about this romantic Victorian language that young lovers used to describe their feelings for each other.  Words can&#8217;t always describe what you truly feel, but a fragrant flower&#8230;<em>sniff!  </em></p>
<p>So what would you give to a friend hoping to have a baby?  Dittany.  To someone who has lost a loved one?  Cypress or Aloe.  To someone who has helped you out in a time of need?  Bellflowers.  I laughed when I went through the drive through of my bank the other day and realized they had planted cabbage which means profit!  I also now understand why so many bridal bouquets include red roses (love) and baby&#8217;s breath (everlasting love.)</p>
<p>Going through the Dictionary of Flowers I wondered which one I would give my husband?  My Choice?  Cactus.  I&#8217;ll leave you to look that one up!  <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">4.5/5 stars</span></p>
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		<title>The Christmas Wedding by James Patterson *Review*</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Dec 2011 11:30:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The tree is decorated, the cookies are baked, and the packages are wrapped, but the biggest celebration this Christmas is Gaby Summerhill&#8217;s wedding. Since her husband died three years ago, Gaby&#8217;s four children have drifted apart, each consumed by the &#8230; <a href="http://bybookorbycrook.wordpress.com/2011/12/15/the-christmas-wedding-by-james-patterson-review/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bybookorbycrook.wordpress.com&amp;blog=25241962&amp;post=1202&amp;subd=bybookorbycrook&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<div id="postBodyPS"><em><a href="http://bybookorbycrook.files.wordpress.com/2011/12/christmas-wedding-james-patterson-hardcover-cover-art11.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-1204" title="christmas-wedding-james-patterson-hardcover-cover-art[1]" src="http://bybookorbycrook.files.wordpress.com/2011/12/christmas-wedding-james-patterson-hardcover-cover-art11.jpg?w=198&#038;h=300" alt="" width="198" height="300" /></a>The tree is decorated, the cookies are baked, and the packages are wrapped, but the biggest celebration this Christmas is Gaby Summerhill&#8217;s wedding. Since her husband died three years ago, Gaby&#8217;s four children have drifted apart, each consumed by the turbulence of their own lives. They haven&#8217;t celebrated Christmas together since their father&#8217;s death, but when Gaby announces that she&#8217;s getting married&#8211;and that the groom will remain a secret until the wedding day&#8211;she may finally be able to bring them home for the holidays. </em><em>But the wedding isn&#8217;t Gaby&#8217;s only surprise&#8211;she has one more gift for her children, and it could change all their lives forever. With deeply affecting characters and the emotional twists of a James Patterson thriller, The Christmas Wedding is a fresh look at family and the magic of the season.</em></div>
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<div id="psPlaceHolder"><span style="color:#000000;">     I love an easy read this time of year.  The yuletide season is just too busy to try to get into a chunkster, so when our book club voted in <em>The Christmas Wedding</em> as our December read I knew I wouldn&#8217;t have to worry about the hustle and bustle of trying to speed read the day before to get it done.</span></div>
<div><span style="color:#000000;">     In typical Patterson style, the chapters are short (and there are a lot of them.)  It&#8217;s a treat to be able to sneak a chapter in after you&#8217;ve put the cookies in the oven and have a few under your belt when you take them out.</span></div>
<div><span style="color:#000000;">     The premise of the story is a little amusing and a lot unbelievable.  I can not imagine any 3 guys, no matter how wonderful,  helping plan a wedding they might not have a role in, nor waiting patiently at the altar while the bride finally announces her decision.</span></div>
<div><span style="color:#000000;">     Believability aside, it was a fun book and just what I needed.  I enjoyed trying to figure out who the groom was going to be (I was right by the way.)  I also appreciated that even though this is kind of fluffy Christmas fare, Patterson does not tie everything up all neat in ribbons and bows.  The family (her children and grandchildren) have troubles and issues throughout the book and when the book is finished&#8230;they still do.  It would have been so easy to create within the pages a Christmas miracle and make everyone well, happy and magically in love again and I respect Patterson for not doing that.  That part at least was more real.  If you&#8217;re looking for a quick feel good (but not too good) read&#8230;this one would be a good present for yourself.  <span style="color:#ff0000;">3.5/5 stars</span></span></div>
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		<title>The Paris Wife by Paula McClain *Review*</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Dec 2011 13:03:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A deeply evocative story of ambition and betrayal, The Paris Wife captures a remarkable period of time and a love affair between two unforgettable people: Ernest Hemingway and his wife Hadley.Chicago, 1920: Hadley Richardson is a quiet twenty-eight-year-old who has &#8230; <a href="http://bybookorbycrook.wordpress.com/2011/12/13/the-paris-wife-by-paula-mcclain-review/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bybookorbycrook.wordpress.com&amp;blog=25241962&amp;post=1198&amp;subd=bybookorbycrook&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<div><em>A deeply evocative story of ambition and betrayal, The Paris Wife captures a remarkable period of time and a love affair between two unforgettable people: Ernest Hemingway and his wife Hadley.</em><em>Chicago, 1920: Hadley Richardson is a quiet twenty-eight-year-old who has all but given up on love and happiness—until she meets Ernest Hemingway and her life changes forever. Following a whirlwind courtship and wedding, the pair set sail for Paris, where they become the golden couple in a lively and volatile group—the fabled “Lost Generation”—that includes Gertrude Stein, Ezra Pound, and F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald. </em></p>
<p><em>Though deeply in love, the Hemingways are ill prepared for the hard-drinking and fast-living life of Jazz Age Paris, which hardly values traditional notions of family and monogamy. Surrounded by beautiful women and competing egos, Ernest struggles to find the voice that will earn him a place in history, pouring all the richness and intensity of his life with Hadley and their circle of friends into the novel that will become The Sun Also Rises. Hadley, meanwhile, strives to hold on to her sense of self as the demands of life with Ernest grow costly and her roles as wife, friend, and muse become more challenging. Despite their extraordinary bond, they eventually find themselves facing the ultimate crisis of their marriage—a deception that will lead to the unraveling of everything they’ve fought so hard for. </em></p>
<p><em>A heartbreaking portrayal of love and torn loyalty, The Paris Wife is all the more poignant because we know that, in the end, Hemingway wrote that he would rather have died than fallen in love with anyone but Hadley.</em></p>
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<div>I had heard good reviews of this book and it was on <a href="http://www.bookmovement.com/">Book Movements</a> Top 10 Book Club Picks at the time I picked it up so I was really excited to wrap my hands around it.  Even the reviews on the back cover were glowing:</div>
<div>&#8220;Impossible to resist&#8230;&#8221; People Magazine</div>
<div>&#8220;&#8230;a moving portrait&#8230;&#8221; The Boston Globe</div>
<div>And even after reading it I wouldn&#8217;t say I totally disagree with any of them except</div>
<div>&#8220;&#8230;making the macho Hemingway of myth a complex and sympathetic figure.&#8221; USA Today</div>
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<div>Sympathetic?  Hell no!  From the very beginning I felt Ernest was a self-absorbed, egotistical coward.  He drags Hayden across the sea to Paris, leaves her alone most of the day while writing alone in his apartment, seeks out praise for himself like other people gulp in air after  a long dive and can&#8217;t face criticism  when given it.  He alienates his friends and mentors for a more bohemian crowd that thinks he hung the moon, and pouts when he finds out Hayden&#8217;s pregnant because it doesn&#8217;t fit into his plans.</div>
<div>I was frustrated  with Hayden the entire time because I felt she gave up too much of herself to satisfy his ego.  Towards the end when their marriage started to unravel she was not whole enough to even try to fight for this man she loved so much.</div>
<div>The book was not a total loss.  I thought it was very well written and would indeed make for a good discussion at a book club.  I could see our book club being very passionate about this read.  <span style="color:#ff0000;">3/5 stars</span></div>
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		<title>It&#8217;s Monday!  What Are You Reading?</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Dec 2011 01:41:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Angie S.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Last week&#8217;s reading goals went&#8230;pffffttt!  Out the window!  I wanted to read The Ledge (which I did), The Family Fang (which I got 1/3 of the way through), and finish Unbroken (which didn&#8217;t even get in the CD player.)  So &#8230; <a href="http://bybookorbycrook.wordpress.com/2011/12/11/its-monday-what-are-you-reading-19/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bybookorbycrook.wordpress.com&amp;blog=25241962&amp;post=1220&amp;subd=bybookorbycrook&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://bybookorbycrook.files.wordpress.com/2011/12/its-monday2.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-1222" title="It's Monday!" src="http://bybookorbycrook.files.wordpress.com/2011/12/its-monday2.jpg?w=500" alt=""   /></a>Last week&#8217;s reading goals went&#8230;pffffttt!  Out the window!  I wanted to read The Ledge (which I did), The Family Fang (which I got 1/3 of the way through), and finish Unbroken (which didn&#8217;t even get in the CD player.)  So in other words&#8230;almost epic fail!</p>
<p>This week I am scaling back my reading goals to something a bit more manageable.  I will finish reading the Family Fang, but Unbroken will go back to the library until after the new year.</p>
<p><span style="text-decoration:underline;">IF</span> I finish The Family Fang I will read The Courage Tree by Diane Chamberlin:</p>
<p><em>Eight-year-old Sophie Donohue just wanted to be like every other little girl. <a href="http://bybookorbycrook.files.wordpress.com/2011/12/courage-tree.jpg"><img class="alignright size-full wp-image-1223" title="Courage Tree" src="http://bybookorbycrook.files.wordpress.com/2011/12/courage-tree.jpg?w=500" alt=""   /></a>Which is why her mother, Janine, reluctantly agreed to let her go on the weekend camping trip with her Brownie troop. But when Janine arrives to pick up Sophie after the trip, her daughter is not among the others. Somehow, along the forested route from West Virginia, Sophie has disappeared.</em></p>
<p id="yui_3_3_0_1_13236525365184212"><em>Sophie is no ordinary 8 year old. She suffers from a rare disease, and Janine has recently enrolled her in an experimental treatment as a last effort to save her life — despite the vehement objections of her ex-husband, Joe, who believes conventional medicine is the only route to take. The only person to support Janine in her decision is Lucas Trowell, someone familiar with the herbs used in the treatment. Lucas has been encouraging Janine to keep Sophie in the program, and, indeed, the little girl has been showing remarkable improvement.</em></p>
<p id="yui_3_3_0_1_13236525365184097"><em>All her mother’s instincts tell Janine that Sophie is alive, but time is running out. Without her treatment, it’s only a matter of days before Sophie’s illness will claim her life. As Janine, Joe and Lucas embark on a desperate search to find Sophie, envy and suspicion grow between the two men, casting doubts on each other’s true motives for helping Janine.</em></p>
<p id="yui_3_3_0_1_13236525365184208"><em>Deep in the forest, another drama unfolds. Sophie has found refuge in a remote cabin inhabited by a woman who wants nothing to do with the little girl. She’s desperate to help her own daughter, who has been wrongly imprisoned for murder and who, after escaping, is on her way to join her mother. Sophie’s arrival puts in jeopardy her daughter’s future, but the mysterious woman is as determined to save her daughter as Janine is to save Sophie.</em></p>
<p id="yui_3_3_0_1_13236525365184209"><em>Only one of them can succeed.</em></p>
<p>My personal goals for this week are to <del>finish</del>  start my Christmas shopping, get up my Christmas tree, decorate the house,  make my pasties for Christmas Eve, plan my Ad Altare Dei lesson for my religious emblem class, catch up on my Boy Scout Blog (I&#8217;m 3 meeting posts behind!), birthday shop for my hubby,  go to our book club Christmas party/baby shower, make praline cheesecake for our last Revelation Bible study session, cheer on my winning Minnesota Wild Hockey team (my true passion) and plan my menu for my New Year&#8217;s Eve party.  It&#8217;s going to be a fun (and exhausting) week!  Have a great week everybody and keep those pages turning!</p>
<p>It&#8217;s Monday! What Are You Reading is a weekly meme hosted by Sheila at<a href="http://bookjourney.wordpress.com/2011/12/11/its-monday-what-are-you-reading-116/"> Book Journey</a>.</p>
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		<title>Redemption by Stacey Lannert and Kristen Kemp *Review*</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2011 11:14:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Angie S.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[On July 5th, 1990, Stacey Lannert shot and killed her father who had been abusing her sexually since she was 7.  Missouri state law, a disbelieving prosecutor, and Stacey&#8217;s own fragile psyche conspired against her: she was found guilty of &#8230; <a href="http://bybookorbycrook.wordpress.com/2011/12/08/redemption-by-stacey-lannert-and-kristen-kemp-review/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bybookorbycrook.wordpress.com&amp;blog=25241962&amp;post=1144&amp;subd=bybookorbycrook&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><a href="http://bybookorbycrook.files.wordpress.com/2011/11/redemption-stacey-lannert1.png"><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-1145" title="Redemption-Stacey-Lannert[1]" src="http://bybookorbycrook.files.wordpress.com/2011/11/redemption-stacey-lannert1.png?w=500" alt=""   /></a>On July 5th, 1990, Stacey Lannert shot and killed her father who had been abusing her sexually since she was 7.  Missouri state law, a disbelieving prosecutor, and Stacey&#8217;s own fragile psyche conspired against her: she was found guilty of first degree murder and sentenced to life in prison without parole.</em></p>
<p><em>Redemption is Stacey&#8217;s candid memoir of what happened after she found herself in prison for life.  It is an extraordinary account of Stacey&#8217;s will to live a positive-even triumphant- life, and ultimately, the healing power of forgiveness.</em></p>
<p><em>After spending as many years in prison as she had out of it, on January 10th, 2009 outgoing Missouri governor, Matt Blunt, commuted Stacey&#8217;s life sentence.  Six days later, she walked out of the prison gates a free woman.  Redemption is the story of how Stacey became a free woman while still inside those gates.</em></p>
<p><em>Redemption</em> starts out with an idyllic family.  A family that sounds too good to be true.  Stacey is born as a blond, blue-eyed baby with a kewpie doll curl. We have Stacey remembering  photo albums filled with family pictures of bright smiling faces, a mother and daughter sporting matching outfits that Deborah sewed herself, a father who sits her on his lap, shares his popcorn and is truly interested in how her day went, a grandma that sneaks them sugared cereal (which isn&#8217;t allowed at home) and boat rides on family vacations.</p>
<p>But then things start to go horribly wrong.  Dad starts arriving home drunk every night, angry and abusive.  Soon, sitting on his lap, father-daughter time turns into something altogether different.  Something scary and ugly.  At the age of seven, Stacey&#8217;s sexual abuse begins.  It&#8217;s occasional and she&#8217;s able, at first, to separate  the daddy she loves from Tom, the drunk sexual abuser.  She withdraws into herself and blocks out the disturbing acts that are starting to happen more frequently to her.</p>
<p>Around this same time her mother starts to distance herself from her family, more interested in school and a career then paying attention to what&#8217;s happening at home.  Soon Deborah and Tom are divorced and Stacey&#8217;s mom is not there for her when she &#8216;s needed the most.</p>
<p>Stacey&#8217;s dad becomes the one constant in her life.  When he&#8217;s not drunk and he&#8217;s the kind, sweet father and not Tom, she can count on him.  But when he&#8217;s drunk&#8230;</p>
<p>Stacey is tired of the abuse and wants it to stop.  She scrunches up the nerve to tell a few people that her daddy is &#8220;hurting&#8221; her.  Rape is not a word she knows yet.  But no one believes her. <span style="text-decoration:underline;">No one</span>.  After too many years of shame and abuse, neglect and hurt, Stacey picks up a gun and shoots her father.  Unbelievably, her prison sentence is life-without parole.</p>
<p>Stacey&#8217;s story is a heartbreaking one.  I was sickened by the abuse that the child Stacey suffered.  How could nobody believe her when all the signs were there?  But now, Stacey&#8217;s trying to change that.  She&#8217;s speaking out across the country in school and college campuses, through magazine articles and TV talk shows.  She&#8217;s made it her life mission to convince other victims of sexual abuse to tell someone what is happening and to keep telling until they find someone who believes them and will help them.  Stacey also runs a non-profit website called <a href="http://healingsisters.org/">Healing Sisters</a> with the goal of eradicating sexual abuse.</p>
<p>If you suspect someone is being sexually abused, talk to them and let them know you are there for them.  And if someone tells you they are being sexually molested BELIEVE THEM and get them help.  One in four girls are sexually molested in the United States today, a statistic that makes me shudder.  Don&#8217;t let these girls down.     <span style="color:#ff0000;">3/5 stars</span></p>
<p><em>Thank you to Crown Publishers for providing me with a copy of this book.</em></p>
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		<title>Still Missing by Chevy Stevens *Review*</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Wow! Wow! Wow!  I love it when a debut author, a book that I wasn&#8217;t expecting so much out of, totally blows me away! On the day she was abducted, Annie O’Sullivan, a thirty-two year old realtor, had three goals—sell &#8230; <a href="http://bybookorbycrook.wordpress.com/2011/12/06/still-missing-by-chevy-stevens-review/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bybookorbycrook.wordpress.com&amp;blog=25241962&amp;post=1184&amp;subd=bybookorbycrook&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p id="yui_3_3_0_2_13229969082903415"><em>On the day she was abducted, Annie O’Sullivan, a thirty-two year old realtor, had three goals—sell a house, forget about a recent argument with her mother, and be on time for dinner with her ever- patient boyfriend. The open house is slow, but when her last visitor pulls up in a van as she&#8217;s about to leave, Annie thinks it just might be her lucky day after all. Interwoven with the story of the year Annie spent as the captive of psychopath in a remote mountain cabin, which unfolds through sessions with her psychiatrist, is a second narrative recounting events following her escape—her struggle to piece her shattered life back together and the ongoing police investigation into the identity of her captor.</em></p>
<p id="yui_3_3_0_2_13229969082903413"><em>The truth doesn’t always set you free.</em></p>
<p>Comments in my <a href="http://bybookorbycrook.wordpress.com/2011/11/13/its-monday-what-are-you-reading-15/">It&#8217;s Monday! What Are You Reading</a>? post several weeks ago that I featured this title in had me a little nervous.  &#8220;Disturbing.&#8221; &#8220;Hard to read.&#8221;</p>
<p>Yes, I agree.  You hit the nail on the head.  But fantastic, heartbreaking, and page turning need to be added too. </p>
<p>Annie O&#8217; Sullivan&#8217;s year of captivity  is hard to read about.  I felt her fear, her anger, her confusion and her loss.  How does she try to live with her captor on a day-to-day basis when she doesn&#8217;t know <span style="text-decoration:underline;">who</span> he is or what made him the way he is.  She thinks she has him figured out and tries to act like she thinks he wants her to act and ends up being beaten for saying the wrong thing.  She has to clean the house when he tells her, take a bath when he tells her, eat when he tells her, and even has to pee on his timetable.  It&#8217;s amazing that she can even think on her own.</p>
<p>After she&#8217;s back home she has a hard time doing just that.  She watches the clock so she knows when she can eat, she can&#8217;t do it before the right time no matter how hungry, her stomach just won&#8217;t cooperate.</p>
<p>The story of her life in captivity, as well as how she&#8217;s putting her life back together now that she&#8217;s free come out piece by piece, a little at a time during visits to her shrink.  In fact, the chapters are even titled Session One, Session Two, etc.</p>
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<p id="yui_3_3_0_2_13229980092143584">SESSION ONE You know, Doc, you’re not the first shrink I’ve seen since I got back. The one my family doctor recommended right after I came home was a real prize. The guy actually tried to act like he didn’t know who I was, but that was a pile of crap—you’d have to be deaf and blind not to. Hell, it seems like every time I turn around another asshole with a camera is jumping out of the bushes. But before all this shit went down? Most of the world had never heard of Vancouver Island, let alone Clayton Falls. Now mention the island to someone and I’m willing to bet the first thing out of their mouth will be, “Isn’t that where that lady Realtor was abducted?”</p>
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<p>trust me on this one, you have to add this book to your &#8220;Have to Read&#8221; list.  Then deadbolt your doors, double-check that your windows are locked and lay in bed with it until you&#8217;ve shut the back cover.  <span style="color:#ff0000;">5/5 stars</span></p>
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