What I’m Reading

I’m reading Home by Marilynne Robinson, the first of my three Christmas books. I’m finding it strange to be so much in the Boughton household because Gilead, Robinson’s other novel set in the same Iowa town, was centered in the Ames household. I loved Gilead. It was written as letters from an aging father to his son from a late-in-life marriage. I’m finding Home a little repetitive, but it explores interesting relationships. Read a review here.

I can’t wait to dive into the others, The Secret Scripture by Barry Sebastian and Sea of Poppies by Amitav Ghosh. I heard both of these authors talk about their work in podcasts (Writers & Company from Canadian Broadcasting Co.) while I was laid up in bed. The only Sebastian book my local library had in stock was A Long, Long Way. I found myself completely absorbed in the world of WWI. (Yes, I did make some suggestions to the men in my life about my preferences.) Listen to Sebastian here.
Listen to Ghosh here.

Added Note: I gave Toni Morrison’s On Mercy to several family members, including one who lives close enough to borrow it. Clever, huh?