nerdy girl reads: the secret place by tana french

It’s no secret by now that I have a thing for mysteries and thrillers. I try not to pick them up too often, because let’s face it, most of the time they’re about as substantial as the latest CSI: Wherever, but I always come back to them like a junkie needing a hit. And besides the Robert Galbraith (aka, JK Rowling) series and the occasional Stephen King, I shy away from the bestsellers like good old J. Patt and John Grisham, even though I’m sure they would be highly addicting and I doubt I’d be able to stop gobbling them up once I started. Which is why I hesitated to read any of Tana French’s Dublin Murder Squad series. I needed a little more substance under the usual fluff of a thriller and didn’t think she’d be able to deliver, despite numerous recommendations from library staff and my own mother-in-law who may be one of the two or three people who read as much as I do.

Well, I was wrong, and I should have picked up these books from the minute they hit the shelves.

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The Secret Place follows Detective Stephen Moran who has been biding his time, waiting for his chance to get a foot in the door of Dublin’s Murder Squad—basically the rock stars of the Dublin police. It’s where all the cool kids are, obvi. One morning, sixteen-year-old Holly, daughter of a Murder Squad detective and a witness to one of Moran’s previous cases, brings him a photo showing a boy who was found murdered, a year ago, on the grounds of the girls’ boarding school she attends. It says, “I know who killed him.” The Secret Place, a board where the girls at St. Kilda’s School can pin up their secrets anonymously, is basically your average mix of teenage gossip and mean-girl cruelty, which is why the card stood out and the stalled investigation into the murder of handsome Chris Harper is resumed. Stephen joins forces with the abrasive Detective Antoinette Conway to find out who and why.

In the course of a day, yes the book takes place in one singularly riveting day in basically one or two rooms, everything Moran and Conway uncover leads them to Holly’s close-knit group of friends and their rival clique—and to the tangled web of relationships that bound all the girls to Chris Harper. As the publisher says, “Every step in their direction turns up the pressure. Antoinette Conway is already suspicious of Stephen’s links to the Mackey family. St. Kilda’s will go a long way to keep murder outside their walls. Holly’s father, Detective Frank Mackey, is circling, ready to pounce if any of the new evidence points toward his daughter. And the private underworld of teenage girls can be more mysterious and more dangerous than either of the detectives imagined.”

Gah, right?

I won’t lie, I read this book in a matter of days and by about 300 pages in I was thankful I was on vacation and could read for hours to my heart’s content because I was not putting it down for anything. I loved the boarding school setting — it provides such a neat little bubble of drama and intrigue, especially when you add in the teenagers. I thought French did an immaculate job capturing the attitudes and wild emotions of the girls, especially in dialogue. I could precisely picture and hear their phrasing and tones of voice. For being a novel centered around hours and hours of interrogations, the pacing is lively and the flashbacks to the months before the murder (I loved Ms. French’s repeated turn of phrase: “Chris Harper has three months and six days to live.”) help give the reader insight to the characters and their motives. I’ll admit that I figured out who the murderer was before the detectives, but it was still shocking and satisfying.

Underneath the murder, The Secret Place is a beautiful, if not dark, exploration of friendship and loyalty. The friendship between Holly and her friends was touching and made me (and Detective Moran) nostalgic for those perfect early-teen friendships where you exist in this tightly-knit cocoon and everything you need is right there. Obviously it’s not healthy, nor sustainable, which is why we grow out of them. But it’s nice to look back. One of my favorite parts of the story is when the girls make a pact to simply stop giving a damn about boys or makeup or fitting in because they don’t want to change who they are just to fit someone else’s mold of beauty or their expectations of what they should be. I wish I had known people like this growing up because even as an adult, it was incredibly affirming. I also loved the relationship between the detectives. At first Moran was hesitant to work with Conway because she seemed to be everything he wasn’t. He loves beautiful things and uses his rough, poor past to motivate him to be better and more refined, where she embraces her equally bad upbringing and is abrasive, tough, and has been alienated in the squad. They definitely do not trust each other and neither want the other as a partner…at the beginning. The dynamics shift and though I like that French’s series focuses on different detectives in each book, I’d like to see how they get on together.

All in all, if you like mysteries and thrillers or like novels set in boarding schools (and who doesn’t?), you will love The Secret Place. When I finished I immediately began In the Woods, the first in the series, and it’s fantastic too. I just can’t stop, guys.

Rating: 9, Just shy of perfect (Can’t put it down! Well rounded with exceptional characters and style.)

nerdy girl reads: the art forger

Oh hey, a book review! It’s been awhile. Don’t worry, I’m back with a good one. A great one even. I am so totally in love with B. A. Shapiro’s The Art Forger, I can’t even stand it and I can’t believe I waited so long to read it. (An admission: I read an Advanced Reader’s Copy of the book, even though it came out awhile ago. My “to read” list is a long and lengthy tome.) I mean, it is pretty much written expressly for me. Art? Yes. History? Yes. Mystery and theft? Yes and yes. Love story? YES.

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You see what that little review blurb says up there on that ridiculously beautiful cover? It’s all true. The Art Forger is so twisty and gripping and fascinating. At its core, the book follows the same general plot line(s) as The Bookman’s Tale. Like, spot on. Which is great for someone who adored that book. Anyway, we have three stories weaving together: our heroine’s story today, her past, and the history of the Degas’ masterpiece that was stolen from the Gardner Museum in 1990. Claire Roth is our struggling young artist, paying (most of) her bills by reproducing famous artworks for an online store and working on her own series on the side. Obviously, she knows she can do better…but no one will give her a show. She’s been snubbed for years thanks to a handsome professor, a MoMA show, and a major scandal…one that can magically go away, hottie gallery owner and major love-interest Aiden Markel says, if she helps him with one teeny, tiny, insignificant project: forging a Degas.

That reaction you have right now? Complete disbelief? Yeah, I think everyone had that reaction. Because there’s no way in hell someone can successfully rip off a Degas and fool all the historians. But remember, Claire makes reproductions for a living…so she is an expert forger and for a one-woman show, she’d do anything. When the stolen Degas painting is delivered to Claire’s studio, however, she begins to suspect that it may itself be a forgery. Thus beginning the fabulous twists and turns of her search for the truth about the painting and its past.

I really enjoyed this read. As an art lover, I gobbled up all the art history (obviously, Degas is awesome) and found all the forgery details incredibly fascinating. I honestly knew nothing about the Gardner heist (I mean, I was 4 when it happened…). How exciting! I mean, it’s not cool that we’re missing priceless works of art. (Understatement much?) But it’s amazing that they haven’t been found. As a historical fiction lover as well, I really appreciated how Shapiro used letters from Isabella Gardner to tell the story of the original Degas and help Claire discover its hiding place. I thought it was original and helped keep the three story lines distinct and well-paced. However…as good as this book is (and it’s really, really good), parts of the plot are pretty predictable and some are completely superfluous. It’s fairly obvious what’s happened to Claire that’s made her blacklisted from the art world after a few chapters and she volunteers at a juvenile detention facility, something given a fair amount of attention in the plot without having any connection to the rest of the events. To this day, I have absolutely no idea why it was included. But in the end, none of those frustrations matter because Shapiro’s writing is excellent, the mystery of the painting is enthralling, and the suspense of will-they-or-won’t-they-be-caught keeps you turning the pages well into the night.

Rating: 8, Excellent (Memorable and above par, highly entertaining.)

As you can tell, I love historical mysteries about art or literature like The Art Forger or The Bookman’s Tale. Have you read one you loved? Share in the comments!

nerdy girl reads: the vacationers

I know, I know. Stop the presses! Another book review so soon? I got off my lazy butt (just kidding, I’m writing this on my ipad while watching Orange Is The New Black and drinking wine…it’s a hard life I lead) to write you a special review of a book you simply HAVE to read before the summer’s over. And time is ticking guys! We’ve got like a week and a half before Labor Day – the perfect amount of time to race through Emma Straub’s The Vacationers. Though you probably won’t need it, it’s that good.

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I know I say this about every book, or at least the ones I deign worthy of a review, but I loved this book. It is absolutely perfect to read at the end of summer. It’s light and funny and packs a heartwarming emotional punch that leaves you nostalgic and so, so happy. It’s simple in theory; The Vacationers follows the Post family on a two-week vacation in sunny Mallorca. First of all, it sounds like pure paradise. A gorgeous private villa in a small Spanish island town surrounded by mountains and cliffs and spotless beaches. Uh, yes please. I can catch the first flight in the morning. But of course, life for the Posts is not paradise. Jim and Franny are trying to figure out how to deal with the aftermath of his affair (and disgraceful lay-off) after 35 years of marriage. Their daughter Sylvia just wants to get through the last few mind-numbing weeks before college – oh, and lose her virginity if at all possible. Their son is secretly hundreds of thousands of dollars in debt and stuck in a dead end relationship with a woman ten years his senior who no one likes. Soooo tension. Add a super hot Spanish tutor and a famous tennis player (modeled after Rafa Nadal perhaps?) to the mix and things are ripe to blow up into some delicious family drama.

This book is oh so fun. The characters are delightfully flawed and just the perfect amount of self-absorbed. And you can tell Emma Straub really loves them. I loved them too. Sylvia is quick and sarcastically witty, obviously hiding her vulnerability in teenage surliness. Franny loves to cook enormous amounts of delicious food to try to keep everyone together and make them love her. Carmen (the noxious girlfriend) avoids her disappointment in her life in endless burpees (shudder). They are so complex and truly make this character drama sing. As if it could get any better, Straub’s writing is so buttery-smooth and enjoyable to read. This Goodreads review says it so well because there’s so much to enjoy: “I loved many, many other things about this book—the food, the weather, the atmosphere, the dialogue, the sexy moments, the characters’ wonderful little quirks. (I’d love to quote you some specifics, but immediately handed the book over to my mom upon turning the last page.) But one of the things I loved the most is that all the braided plotlines were resolved in really satisfying ways, and it felt like everyone absolutely got what they deserved—both good and bad. That was really a relief for me; maybe I’ve gone soft, but I’m sick to death of reading about crummy characters who win, or wonderful characters who get fucked (in the bad way). ” I agree. The ending is so great and I want everyone to experience it too.

In the end, this is a story of the sides of ourselves that we choose to show and those we try to conceal, of the ways we tear each other down and build each other up again, and the bonds that ultimately hold us together. It makes you love your family and appreciate the imperfect life you’ve made for yourself. And of course, the occasional trip away to strip away the all the lies. Go read it. NOW.

Rating: 9, Just shy of perfect (Can’t put it down! Well rounded with exceptional characters and style.)

nerdy girl reads: the secret history

As I am often wont to do, once I find an author or series I like, I will read all of them at once in one giant obsessive binge until I finally surface for air and have to face reality again. You say it’s sad and compulsive? Ok, maybe a little. Maybe a lot. It’s not for everyone, and really not advisable for every author. Like Donna Tartt for example. After reading the brilliant, but VERY heavy The Goldfinch, I immediately picked up her other book The Secret History for book club. You guys, she is good. So good. But two straight dark and serious novels does not a happy summer make.

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The Secret History reminded me a little of the movie The Skulls. Do y’all remember that one? I don’t think it was very good in reality, but pre-teen me loved it. Plus Paul Walker was super hot. And maybe Pacey was in it too? It was about a secret society at one of the Ivies (Yale?). Clearly I paid much more attention to Pacey than to the plot. But I digress. So, our narrator Richard Papen arrives at Hampden College in Vermont straight off the bus from a small town in California and parents who pretty much didn’t want him around. Obviously, he doesn’t quite fit into his prep-school surroundings and therefore, is easily seduced by an elite group of five students – Henry, Francis, Charles, Camila, and Bunny. All Greek scholars, all worldly, self-assured, and, at first glance, all highly unapproachable. But they take him in and Richard gets to live the elite life for awhile, going out to country club lunches and taking long weekends at summer homes. As Richard is drawn in by their flashy friendship, he figures out a secret they share…a secret about an incident in the woods in the dead of night where an ancient rite was brought to brutal life…and led to a gruesome death. Yeah, you guys. They pretended to be Greek and I guess decided that meant killing someone. Insane right? And that was just the beginning. Things devolve into madness and while I wish there had been some hysteria, instead there’s lots of alcohol abuse and silent mania.

Remember how I said this was a fun summer read?!?

Actually I would love to have read this book now, as the promise of fall is lurking in the wings and school is starting again. This book is intense, there’s no getting around that. It’s not light and fluffy, but it is really a terrific read. I wouldn’t necessarily call it a mystery because well, these super smart kids like to lay out very elaborate plans and it’s easy to figure out the ending, but it is so dramatic and tense that it gives you the same feel. The suspense is slow burning and masterful, reaching several crests before the final few pages leave you racing through each line. Seriously, I dare anyone to stop reading in the middle of the last chapter. It’s impossible. Tartt is so, so good at it. All of it, any of it. Just like in The Goldfinch, she sucks you in with these remarkably well drawn out characters who aren’t really good and aren’t really bad, they just make the decisions they think are best at the time (or in some cases, let others make decisions for them) and then have to punt a lot…as we all must do. I was fascinated and horrified by this semi-secret society (especially Henry, what a strange and complicated and effed up character) and found the book so smart and entertaining. Also, it’s not a million pages long like The Goldfinch. It’s only like, 500.

Rating: 8, Excellent (Memorable and above par, highly entertaining.)

nerdy girl reads: short summer reads

Last night I realized that these sweet summer days are quickly passing us by when the husband got a text about his fantasy football draft in a few weeks. What the what? I can’t even. (Though let’s be real, I am super pumped for football season and already want pumpkin beer. It’s a sickness.) But thankfully, we do still have more than a month ahead of us before Labor Day’s arrival – plenty of time to soak up the sun and get some reading done before the pool closes! Because I love you all so much, I’ve read a bunch of shorter reads you can fly through in a weekend or two and reviewed them all here. Hope it helps you find a new fave!

A Hundred Summers by Beatriz Williams
A-Hundred_SummersIn the mood for some pure chick lit fun? A Hundred Summers is for you. I first read Williams’ work in Overseas, and was excited to check this one out. Set in a beach town in Rhode Island in 1938, we follow socialite drama at its best. Lily Dane is shocked and hurt when Nick and Budgie Greenwald show up unexpectedly for the summer. They are her former best friend and her former fiancé, now recently married. Sucks right? Budgie insinuates herself back into Lily’s friendship with an overpowering talent for seduction…and an alluring acquaintance from their college days, Yankees pitcher Graham Pendleton. But because it’s chick lit and a little formulaic, Lily and Nick can’t stay away from each other, and the two are drawn back into their long-buried feels, despite their heartbreak. I really enjoyed this story and despite its somewhat sappy and contrived plot, I was hooked because I love love stories and historical fiction. Williams does a great job of weaving in flashbacks to the main story and you really will love Lily and feel her heartbreak. Like I said, pure chick lit fun for the summer!

Rating: 7, Darn good (Highly recommended book that is well paced and enjoyable with a few flaws.)

Trains and Lovers by Alexander McCall Smith
Trains_and_LoversI can’t believe I had never read an Alexander McCall Smith book before this year! Not only because he’s written SO MANY, but also because they are all so British and I love British things. Anyway, Trains and Lovers. You guys, it is so cute. I know that sounds lame, but there’s really no other way to describe it. The book itself is tiny in size and the cover is an adorable watercolor of a train with pretty hand-lettered type. And the story is just as sweet. Basically, four strangers meet on a train and tell each other their love stories on the journey. It is incredibly sentimental and not for anyone who isn’t the most hopeless of romantics. There’s really not much in the way of plot – the characters are just riding a train after all – but the writing is so gentle and intelligent that this quick read is like sitting by the fire and enjoying a pleasant warmth. It sticks with you much like the rocking of a train and makes you happy to be in love.

Rating: 8, Excellent (Memorable and above par, highly entertaining.)

Lonely Planet A Fork in the Road
Fork_in_the_RoadI love travel writing, especially if it involves food. The best parts of Eat, Pray, Love are by far when she talks about the food she eats in Italy and The Sweet Life in Paris was a wonderful romp through French cuisine. So when A Fork in the Road‘s cover caught my eye in a library display, I snatched it up. It’s not really a story, more of a collection of essays written about the intersection of food and travel and its impact on famous foodies’ lives. I’ll admit, it wasn’t my favorite read of the summer. Some of the essays sparkle with life and wit and some fall pretty flat. I naturally loved the stories from well-known chefs and authors like Curtis Stone and Michael Pollan, but some of the hidden gems were from people I had never heard of talking about disastrous stays at a Tuscan villa, a comedic family lunch in a small town in France, and how an exotic dish brought a girl and her estranged father together despite her uptight Asian family. If you are a fan of the genre, you will enjoy its humor and sentimentality and it is perfect for when you only have 10-20 minutes to read because you can skip around the chapters as you want, knock out an essay, and feel immense amounts of wanderlust!

Rating: 6, Above average (Recommend with reservations. Entertaining, but lacks a certain je ne sais quoi.)

Missing Microbes: How the Overuse of Antibiotics Is Fueling Our Modern Plagues by Martin J. Blaser
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Ah yes, a learning book. And a kinda scary one at that. But hear me out! Not everyone likes all this schmaltzy stuff! And this isn’t like the summer reading you had to do in high school – it’s waaay more interesting than Machivelli or Greek plays. (Anyone else have to suffer through that?!?) I saw Blaser on The Daily Show and knew I had to get his book. After waiting forever to get it from the library, I hustled through this quick science-y read. I love learning about our human biology, especially when it comes to bacteria and our digestive system and our health. (See Cooked and this past month’s edition of Eating Well for more fun!) As someone who is also suspect of taking any and all medications, I wanted to learn more about the damage that overuse of antibiotics is doing to our health, you know, small things like contributing to the rise of obesity, asthma, diabetes, and certain forms of cancer. Gah! For hundreds of thousands of years bacterial and human cells have lived in a peaceful Garden of Eden that is responsible for the health and equilibrium of our body and we’re ruining it! Blaser skillfully combines technical data from the lab and his conclusions without getting to science-y for the lay reader and offers really good solutions for how we can start to fix it. I’ll warn the hypochondriacs out there that there was a chapter I had to stop reading in the middle because it was freaking me out (antibiotic-resistant MRSA anyone?), but I think this is a worthwhile read for anyone who wants to make smart decisions about their health and medicine.

Rating: 8, Excellent (Memorable and above par, highly entertaining.) (Ok, maybe not entertaining, but important!)

Goodnight June by Sarah Jio
Goodnight_JuneOk, back to the schmaltz! Y’all know I love Sarah Jio. Blackberry Winter is still one of my fave chick lit reads. Unfortunately, I think her editors are doing her a disservice by having her crank out at least one book a year because her two latest have felt under-developed to me. Goodnight June could have been great because the story premise is great: burned-out and heartbroken financial guru June moves to Seattle to take over her deceased aunt’s failing bookstore and finds out she was confidantes with Margaret Wise Brown, the author of Goodnight Moon, and inspired the famous story, thus saving the store and finding love. Like I said, sounds great, yes? The writing is a little flat though, especially when it comes to the love story. You know it’s unmemorable when you can’t even remember the love interest’s name! But, it’s worth reading if only for the letters between June’s aunt Ruby and Margaret. They come alive and their friendship really becomes the love story and heart of the novel. I loved the literary bent of the book and I credit Jio’s imagination for coming up with such a clever and beautiful backstory for such a beloved book. Again, perfect to pick up and read by the pool for some easy-going chick lit!

Rating: 6, Above average (Recommend with reservations. Entertaining, but lacks a certain je ne sais quoi.)

What are you reading this summer?

nerdy girl reads: the goldfinch

I always hesitate to write reviews of really popular books or classics because there are simply so many out there – on blogs, on Goodreads, from professional critics (which I am clearly not). I never really know what to say or what to add to the conversation that hasn’t been said before. I am especially hesitant to review The Goldfinch because, really, how can you sum up a nearly 900-page Pulitzer-winning tome in a 1,000-word blog post?

This book is daunting (both in its reading and its reviewing). It’s long and sprawling and at times so dark it’s hard to see that there will ever be light again. But oh man, is it a pretty book.

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Donna Tartt’s The Goldfinch starts with our main character Theo and his mom taking a stop at the Metropolitan Museum of Art before a parent-teacher conference to see her favorite Dutch painting (the novel’s namesake). There’s an explosion. Theo manages to escape – with the painting – but without his mother. At first, he lives with the family of a friend, adjusting to his “new normal” of people who don’t know how to talk to him, grieving his mother’s death, and of course, keeping secret his theft of the painting. He’s then shuttled off to live in a mostly-vacant suburb of Las Vegas with his grossly negligent father. Here’s where we enter a wasteland of teenage boredom and grief and copious recreational drug use facilitated by Theo’s new Russian bestie Boris. It’s a really bad time, guys. So much so that it lasts for like half of the book (or at least it feels that way). I’ll get to the book’s editing problems in a minute…anyway, Theo eventually moves back to New York, living with Hobie, an antique furniture restorer who was the partner of one of the other explosion victims. He learns the antiques trade, though thanks to his moral-free teenage years, isn’t exactly honest, and finds himself at the center of an unsavory circle of underground art dealers (and worse) and grasping to the one thing he holds dear – the painting.

It’s so hard for me to explain my feelings about this book. I swing from “meh” to “LOVE love” to “it’s complicated” depending on the day (or minute). Donna Tartt is clearly a very talented storyteller, and on the whole, this book is beautiful. The last chapter alone is worth the Pulitzer in my opinion. But could this book have been at least 100 pages shorter? MOST DEFINITELY. The endless depressing drunken teenage cavorting with Boris could easily have been cut in half. Tartt’s attention to detail is remarkable and she manages to capture places and moments and emotions and characters so vividly…but yeah, more editing would have made for a much more cohesive and effective novel, with pacing that was more even (i.e., not going from a loping stroll to full out sprint in a matter of pages).

Theo is one of those characters that you wish you could grab by the shoulders and shake, yelling at him about his stupid life decisions. God, he makes so many! He is tragically flawed through his grief and obsession and clearly, it’s a potent combination that usually doesn’t end well for him. This book is truly about surviving the whims of fate, who in Theo’s case is a cruel and ruthless master. Tartt asks if we can rise above all the crap that happens to us, accepting the pain and heartbreak that comes with being a human, and still finding moments of joy. In a way, the themes of The Goldfinch remind me of The Bookman’s Tale (though the similarities definitely end there). In both novels, we’re presented with a character strung out on obsession and self-destruction who ultimately learns to, in the immortal words of Dory,  just keep swimming. Theo’s one saving grace is his relationships, which Tartt describes so vividly. Whether it’s his raucous and desperate friendship with Boris or his unrequited love for his idealized Pippa or his absolute devotion to his painting, his relationships drive the story when the plot decides to take a few breaks now and then.

Despite its heftiness (physically and topically), I am so glad I read The Goldfinch. It IS beautifully written with characters as complicated and nuanced as real people. Situations alternately lovely and bleak. Story that (thankfully) tightens up as you are nearing the finish line. But parts of it I loved and parts I hated. Sometimes I want to praise it, other times I am at a loss for anything good to say about it. I would never recommend it to all readers, for sure, but I do think it’s worth your time to dig your way through.

Rating: 8, Excellent (Memorable and above par, highly entertaining.)

nerdy girl reads: 11/22/63

Confession: I know he’s only like the most famous author around (ok, maybe second behind joker James Patterson), but I have never read anything by Stephen King. I guess I got it into my head at some point that everything he wrote was horror-scary like It or Carrie or The Shining. And yeah, some of that is true, but mostly he just writes good books. I picked up 11/22/63 randomly because, why else, I liked the cover.

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Obviously, you know what this book is about, or at least partly about, at first glance. 11/22/63 was one of the most memorable dates in recent American history, so we know right off the bat JFK is going to be involved. But…not until you’re like 90% done. And yeah, this is a looooong book. We start with Jake Epping, an English teacher in Maine who befriends the local diner owner, Al. He in turn shows Jake a secret portal to 1958 in his diner’s back pantry. Yup, folks, we’re going back in time. Al has been trying to go back in time and prevent the JFK assassination because he believes that it can change the course of history for the better (What would have happened had JFK survived that day? Would we still have Vietnam War, race riots, and Martin Luther King’s death?), but he is dying and won’t make it a few more years (it’s real time in the past, but only a few minutes or so have passed when you come back to the present). So Jake goes back to ’58 and away we go.

Using the alias George Amberson, we are treated to a nostalgic (if not sometimes saccharine) look at life in the late 50s and early 60s. From hot cars to the friendly people to the ubiquitous haze of cigarette smoke, Jake/George adapts to the slower life of the past. Armed with lots of cash and five years to wait and plan and research before his big date on that fateful day in Dallas, he sets about killing time. His first adventures are up north, where he learns the ways of the past and helps to change the futures of some of his friends and makes us fall in love with dancing the lindy hop. The bulk of the novel is centered around his time in Dallas, where Jake/George watches Lee Harvey Oswald and makes his plans…while making a new life for himself. But the past is not afraid to bite and really, really doesn’t like to be messed with.

I would have been super bummed if I knew too much of the plot or the outcome of the novel when reading it, so my synopsis ends there. Overall, I am SO glad I ditched my fear of scary and picked up 11/22/63. This book was a fantastic roller coaster ride. It is fast-paced, the dialogue is witty, the look into the past is spot-on, the ending is surprising…and the love story. Somewhere I read that King doesn’t believe he can write touching and realistic love stories. Well, that is just plain wrong. Jake/George’s romance with Sadie, the small-town librarian at the school he settles in in Dallas, is heartfelt and real and full of the joy and heartache of every relationship (ok, maybe a bit more dramatic than most!). It’s also full of poundcake. While not necessarily a deep novel full of metaphors on every page, King dabbles with the themes of the “past,” making it a character in an of itself, and challenges the notions of fate and inevitability. He is a master of psychological suspense, able to tap into the minds of average everyday people – some good, some not so much…

But there’s also poundcake. And dancing. Dancing is life.

I’ll close with this great review from Goodreads, which says everything I want to say much more eloquently than I just did, and the order to go out and read it: “King is an excellent writer and an amazing storyteller. His writing is effortless and natural, the characterization is apt and memorable, and the dialogue superb and real-sounding. I truly felt for Jake during each step of his journey. I loved how Oswald was described as not a villain or a nutcase but a flawed broken little man who stumbled into the middle of events that changed history. The other characters – Sadie, Deke, Ellie, Frank Dunning – were so well-written that I could feel them come to life (which actually can be a scary statement when the world of sai King is concerned). The story, despite its sizable length, was flowing along and never lost my attention. And his slow build-up of the sense of suspense and doom – think The Yellow Card Man (*) and jimla and the ‘harmonizing past’ – was just enough to keep me on the edge of my seat throughout the book.”

Rating: 9, Just shy of perfect (Can’t put it down! Well rounded with exceptional characters and style.)

nerdy girl reads: the girl you left behind

Just in case getting a little scared while lounging on your beach towel isn’t quite your thing, here’s another option for a little summertime reading: Jojo Moyes. Y’all know I love her. Me Before You…just gah. The woman knows how to write a great story. I picked up one of her latest, The Girl You Left Behind, on a whim one day while I was trolling around the library stacks. Obviously her name alone was enough to pique my interest, but the cover is gorgeous as always, and it was lust at first sight.

Which quickly turned into love at, oh, about page two. What can I say, I’m easy that way.

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Thankfully, The Girl You Left Behind is nothing like Me Before You. In a good way. It’s still incredible, but my tear ducts were very appreciative not to have quite the same workout. As with so many of my favorite pieces of chick lit (Sarah Jio, I’m looking at you), the story is actually two stories woven together. The novel opens in 1916 with Sophie Lefevre, a Frenchwoman whose artist husband Edouard has left her to fight in the war. With her sister, she runs the family hotel and restaurant despite the fact that the town has nothing. When it is occupied by German soldiers, they are forced to host the soldiers, and in an effort to maintain some semblance of normalcy, Sophie has kept a portrait of herself, her most prized possession painted by Edouard, hanging on the hotel wall. The local Kommandant is drawn to it and they strike up what is something close to friendship, or at least as friendly as you can be with an enemy soldier who has a crush on you but could still take you and your family out at a moment’s notice. Sophie uses her influence to risk everything to find Edouard again – at the cost of her dear painting.

We then meet modern-day Liv, whose husband has suddenly died, leaving her alone…with Sophie, the only work of art they had in their one-of-a-kind glass house in London. Trying to break out of her glass cage of emotion, Liv goes out and meets Paul, a retired American detective who now helps uncover stolen art. Yadda-yadda-yadda, he sees the painting that conveniently is part of his new case. What follows is Paul and Liv’s search into the past, Sophie’s past to be exact, to try and uncover the truth behind the painting’s journey. A legal battle ensues with the couple on opposing sides, Liv fighting alone to keep the one thing she loves most and to hold on to the memories of her husband.

I was totally sucked in by this book. Like read-it-in-a-weekend hooked. I was completely charmed by Sophie and loved her part of the story – it was dramatic and full of heart. Sophie herself is strong and brave, even when the townspeople turn on her and she has nothing left. The details and complications of daily life during the German occupation were gritty and thought-provoking and of course I won’t lie, the Edouard and Sophie love story was riveting. We all know, epilogues are tricky and some are simply not great (Mockingjay, anyone?), but this one was perfect for the hopeless romantic I will always be. Trust me, it is exactly the ending you would want for people who suffer so much. The last half of the book moves at a breakneck pace to wrap up both Liv and Sophie’s stories and I found myself wanting to pump the brakes so I wouldn’t finish so quickly. But of course I couldn’t and now I’m itching to reread it. Though not as heartbreaking as Me Before You, I did feel the losses of the two women and loved how despite their grief, they both found strength to make hard decisions and fight through their consequences.

All in all, The Girl You Left Behind was touching and powerful. Like I said before, Jojo Moyes knows how to write a great story weaving polarizing topics, different plot strands & well developed characters together into a great escapist read.

Rating: 9, Just Shy of Perfect (Can’t put it down! Well rounded with exceptional characters and style.)

nerdy girl reads: the yonahlossee riding camp for girls

I feel like lately it’s been hard to find historical fiction that isn’t a wartime novella or a sad-wife-of-famous-husband saga and I won’t lie, I’ve been feeling burnt out like whoa. Thankfully, it’s hard, but not impossible.

Last year, the cover of The Yonahlossee Riding Camp for Girls caught my eye in the sea of new books and I’ve been waiting impatiently to get a copy from work since. It’s so pretty, right?

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Great mix of vintage and modern and the girl perfectly captures the attitude of Thea and the girls of the Yonahlossee. But I digress, you didn’t come here for a book cover design review did you?

Anyway, I really loved this book. The story is told in two timelines, one following the main character Thea Atwell from her start at the Yonahlossee camp and the other detailing why exactly she’s there. Because girls in the 30s weren’t sent away just to ride some horses and get a few classes on etiquette. Oh no. They were sent away because they did something wrong. Usually with boys. And Thea definitely did something wrong. I found the character of Thea incredibly compelling and complex. Other reviews have criticized her as being vapid and spoiled and unlikeable, which she is, but mixed in with her vanity and selfishness is a whole lot of vulnerability and strangely, innocence. Watching her come of age from her sheltered (read: completely isolated) childhood in her family’s Floridian paradise into the world of a wealthy socialite girls’ school on the brink of the Depression is fascinating and while not conventionally happy, the end of Thea’s story was validating and appropriate for her development.

I will concede that many plot developments of both the past and present story lines are predictable after a certain point. I really can’t elaborate much without giving it away completely, but the two “lust” stories (there’s not much love at all in this book) mirror one another and are unavoidable. I don’t think Thea and the others involved are bad people, they just made the choices that they needed to and by the end have to face the consequences. And while the love (and maybe lust?) stories are always my favorite, the friendship love stories really shine in Yonahlossee. Much of the interactions between the girls reminded me of sorority life, both good and bad. In the beginning, Thea is the new girl and it takes her awhile to break into the social structure (though thankfully her cabin-mate BFF takes her under her wing). Then there are the cliques and gossip and even a frenemy! But mostly I was reminded how important and special friendships are, and I loved the scenes where they really do love and fight for each other.

And there are horses. It’s like The Saddle Club, if The Saddle Club was set in the 30s and was dark and full of illicit affairs. Yonahlossee is a highly unique read and I highly recommend it for lovers of historical fiction (and horses). DiSclafani’s writing is image-heavy and movie-like and I loved falling into this little island of old school Southern charm and snobbery on the brink of economic destruction.

Rating: 8, Excellent (Memorable and above par, highly entertaining.)

nerdy girl reads: a star for mrs. blake

Each year, the library I work for promotes a community-wide reading project called On the Same Page. Clever, huh? It’s actually one of the longest-running projects of its kind, running each year since it started as a way to bring people together after a terrible rash of race riots hurt the city. Since working at the library, I try to read all the special books or featured books of the month, especially if I’m working on the designs. It’s a lot of reading and I don’t always get to it, but this year I made it a priority because we totally lucked out. Not only is the book A Star for Mrs. Blake beautiful, the story itself is moving and important.

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I mean, right? It’s gorgeous.

Because I am so famous and important (just kidding, I am the lowest man on the totem pole with one stroke of good luck), I had the chance to meet the author April Smith and chat over dinner. She was a delight – engaging, extremely knowledgeable about the Gold Star Mothers, and obviously passionate about writing and the literary world. I loved being able to ask her questions and learn more about her and her work. If you ever are lucky enough to go out to dinner or go to a VIP happy hour or something with an author, do it. It was great fun and I left with much more respect for all that authors do.

The story follows a group of Gold Star Mothers on their pilgrimage to France to see the graves of their sons who were killed in WWI. I didn’t even know there was such a thing, but the Gold Star mothers (mothers of fallen soldiers) are out there to this day thanks to the pioneering women in Mrs. Blake. Smith got the idea for this book from a diary of one of the servicemen who accompanied the pilgrims and gleaned much of the itinerary that drives the plot of the book from actual journeys in the 30s. She visited all the places in the book and it’s completely obvious; there’s no other way to get all the visceral details, especially in the pivotal scene on the battlefields. I visited the WWII cemetery in Normandy and there really is no other way to describe it but awe-inspiring and completely sobering. I can’t imagine it was any other way for Smith. It is certainly an ambitious novel, telling of the hardships of the Depression, the aftermath of war, even the differences in how black and white soldiers (and their mothers) were treated. The story is powerful and the writing is truly elegant thanks to the sensory details that pop off the page.

Mrs. Blake begins with Cora, a small-town librarian and factory worker (it was the Depression after all), who leaves Maine to meet up with the rest of Party A, a jumble of a group including a wealthy socialite, an Irish immigrant, a Jewish woman, a woman fresh out of the looney bin, and the young officer and nurse assigned to them. I think these characters are the most memorable part of the story. You quickly fall in love with them and share in their grief and anxiety and struggles to find themselves. When the party reaches France, we meet Griffin Reed, a journalist and “tin nose,” something I actually knew about thanks to my favorite character on Boardwalk Empire. He helps Cora to find her voice after her grief and of course, I wish there had been more of a romance between Cora and Griffin, as well as the two army personnel (what, Lieutenant Hammond seemed dreamy), but I’m sure April Smith had her reasons (gah…should have asked when I had the chance!) The pivotal scenes at the cemetery and Meuse-Argonne battlefields are heartbreaking and help to put a face on a war that was so long ago and not well remembered in this county. The reader is left with a sense that everyone has found their peace and life will be much different than it was before the pilgrimage.

I recommend this book as a fantastic example of historical fiction that’s not a romance or “sad wife of famous husband” book. It’s definitely not perfect, sometimes I’d say it was too detailed and the pacing was inconsistent at best, but it’s highly enjoyable and you will definitely learn something thanks to April Smith’s stellar research. Here’s the library’s project page if you’d like more info about the program or the book.

Rating: 7, Darn good