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Written by Darren Esp
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Monday, 12 July 2010 12:58 |
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Some people might say that banning the release of your own autobiography until 100 years after your death might seem just a tad arrogant.
Others might see such a move as strikingly optimistic at best, to even assume that anyone would care to read said autobiography after such an extended period.
But when it comes to the personal life story of Samuel Langhorne Clemens aka Mark Twain (which has been under lock and key for 100 years)... those people are almost certainly going to be proven wrong...
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Written by Lynda Wood
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Tuesday, 01 June 2010 12:21 |
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 From the back cover:
‘My name was Salmon, like the fish; first name, Susie. I was fourteen when I was murdered on December 6, 1973’
So begins the story of Susie Salmon, who is adjusting to her new home in heaven, a place that is not at all what she expected, even as she is watching life on earth continue without her, her friends trading rumors about her disappearance, her killer trying to cover his tracks, her grief-stricken family unravelling”
In 1973, when Susie Salmon was 15 years old, I was 16. Susie crossed the cornfields to get to school and home again, I walked through the woods. Susie was murdered, I survived...
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Written by Lynda Wood
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Friday, 30 April 2010 16:05 |
 From the author of "Tuesdays with Morrie" comes another remarkable work of art. Imagine you have one more day to spend with a loved one that has passed away. What would you want to say or do with that person for that day?
This is the story of the relationship between Charley "Chick" Benetto (a man bent on killing himself) and his mother. At first the flashbacks in the story were overwhelming and confusing, but over time they come together to give a clear understanding of the protagonist's relationship with his mother.
Mr. Albom's writing makes me feel as if we are old friends, sitting on the back porch, sipping lemonade as he recounts this heart-rending voyage and because of the author's easy style of writing and relative shortness of the book, it can be read quite quickly.
I have to admit that although I did not find it an easy read in the beginning, this writer highly recommends the book, but with this warning: have a box of tissues for the tears that are sure to flow from joy and sorrow. And when you finish, think about that loved one and how you would spend one more day.
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