DONTCHA JUST LOVE A GOOD BOOK?

I love reading. I love the feel of a new book in my hands and the excitement of going on an adventure with new people to new places. The smartest fellow was the one who invented the Used Book Store. Sooooooooooo smart. Here in Israel they are all over the place and almost as good as a library. We don't really have a library like there are in Canada and the States, and I miss them.

Yesterday I went to Sefer and Sefel (Book and Cup) and exchanged my old books. I got six new ones and the difference in price was only ten shekels that I owed them. Well, I did take back three times as many books as I bought but that's only fair...they have to make a living.

I love hisorical fiction. Picture this Rome 1152! Makes Bubbie Channah nuts. So I just finished a Philippa Gregory novel...The Queen's Fool. About Hannah, a Jewish girl who has 'the Sight' and ends up spying on the Princeses Mary and Elizabeth for Robert Dudly. Lovely!

Then I read, The Mermaid Chair by Sue Monk Kidd. Here's the first line: 'In the middle of my marriage, when I was above all Hugh's wife and Dee's mother, one of those unambiguous women with no desire to disturb the universe, I fell in love with a Benedictine monk.' Ok, tell me you aren't going to read on and find out what's going on.

Then I read, Wicked, by Gregory Maguire. Dontcha wish you would have thought of that. And yes it is the book the musical comes from.

I re-read The Haj by Leon Uris and The Source by James.A. Michner. No need to add anything here.

So, wanna know what I picked up yesterday? A Stolen Tongue by Sheri Holman. It says it's an enthralling mystery set along the route of a fifteenth-centure religious pilgrimage and the lady in the store said I'd love it. I'll let you know.

The Shadow of the Wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafon. Stephen King writes that it is the real deal, a novel full of cheesy spleandour and creaking trapdoors, where even the subplots have subplots...one gorgeous read.

Birds Without Wings by Louis de Bernieres, the man who wrote Captain Corelli's Mandolin, ahhhhhhhh.

And for Bubbie Channah who is addicted to the Sopranos and to Monk, Mr. Monk Goes to Hawaii, by Lee Goldberg.

That's my list for now. Would you please share your list with me? I'm always looking for a good book. And now that I'm so busy writing my own novel every day (460 pages and 130,000 words so far...sigh) I find it even more of a joy reading.

Have a great day...stay safe...and thanks for dropping in.