Liv had her life all figured out until it was shattered by the loss of her husband. He left her a piece of him she hadn’t planned on. How can she pick up the pieces when she doesn’t know how?
I never imagined my life would end up this way. I thought I had everything figured out until I got the call my husband was killed in a car accident and that my period was late.
Dead Husband: Check
Positive Pregnancy Test: Check
Screwed Beyond Belief?: Double Check
I was never supposed to see her again. That was the deal. Leave her and my ex-best friend behind to finally mend my broken heart and move on with life. And it was going smoothly, too. That is, until said ex-best friend dies and and his wife, Liv, lets a secret slip at his funeral that I can’t possibly ignore.
Out of my freaking mind?: Check
Extremely Angry Girlfriend who will kill me when she finds out I have a new roommate?: Check
About to get my heart ripped in two?: Double Check
Bailed at 30%
I picked this up as a Kindle freebie, so I can’t be too upset for being disappointed in this.
This was a short novel, so when I made it to 30% sure and there wasn’t much in term of character development or really, much of anything I realized that it was time to get out. I enjoy a romance, but I have to draw a line when the romance is the only thing that is propelling the story forward. I could probably even forgive this is there wasn’t much plot, but the characters were interesting…but sadly, the characters were flat and I was disappointed as there was so much that could have been included. Liv and Luke are 23, but Liv had been married to her dead husband for five years and she worked minimum wage jobs so her husband could go to school. She mentions several times that her former Mother in Law hates her but again, this isn’t explored. Luke left town immediately after high school graduation, it was hinted that he left town because he was secretely in love with Liv but it’s just such a laughably cliched problem that I just couldn’t take him seriously.
So I finally decided that it wasn’t worth forcing myself to continue reading this. It was clear where the story was going to go and the journey to the end was not going to be able to hold my interest.
'Calling All Shoe Addicts', said the advertisement that triggered a response in four very different women, each at a difficult time of her life.
Niamh, at 23, the mother of a five-year-old and twin girls aged four, is desperate to have a home of her own. She longs to escape the house of her vicious mother-in-law but her charming, irresponsible husband and the mountain of debts they have makes this seem ever more unlikely.
Amber, former air stewardess whose husband Dermot left her for a younger woman, has lost all her confidence and is drowning her sorrows with alcohol.
Tessa, beautiful former model, paid the price for living life in the fast lane when she almost died from a heart attack. Her reliable friend, George, persuaded her to come and live with him in Ireland. She now realises that she's made a dreadful mistake.
Rosie, recently widowed, can't come to terms with the loss of the man she loved so much. Life without him doesn't seem worth living.
All of them, needing a way out, find it with the Italian designer shoe company, 'If The Shoes Fit'. This leads them to a new career, great friendships and a life-changing experience.
I stopped reading at 50 pages.
I think I picked this up as a freebie so I felt comfortable with my decision to stop reading this as 50 pages went by and I was not engaged enough. As I will sometimes do in situations where I’m not enjoying a book but can’t decide whether or not to move on or keep reading, I went on Goodreads and read a review that helped me decide that I probably was not going to get much out of it.
The review on the book was somewhat decent, it seemed like while it might not be a great book-it would be an enjoyable read for someone who is a big fan of fashion and lighter fiction but I don’t care much about fashion (especially shoes) and I like my novels with a little more meat.
Hopefully my next read will be a little more my syle.
In May 1940, World War II hung in the balance.
As the Germans closed in on the Allies, trapping them on the beaches of Dunkirk, it seemed the entire British army would be obliterated.
Such a loss would almost certainly force the British to surrender and allow a Nazi invasion of the UK.
Vice Admiral Bertram Ramsay planned a mass evacuation across the English Channel, but with the Germans drawing ever closer and intense air raids from the Luftwaffe, escape seemed all but impossible.
But with a combination of excellent planning, luck, and an almost inconceivable bit of help from none other than Adolf Hitler himself, Operation Dynamo was underway.
Over 900 boats sailed to Dunkirk - including destroyers, ferries, fishing boats and the famous “little boats of Dunkirk” – and, across nine tense days, rescued 338,226 soldiers from the beaches of Dunkirk in what remains the biggest evacuation in military history.
This brilliantly researched book by historian David Boyle recounts each fraught day of the famous rescue mission that Winston Churchill famously called a ‘miracle of deliverance’.
I read the Kindle edition.
I purchased this book as I was intrigued by the movie trailers for the movie adaption of Dunkirk. The trailers made me realize that although I wanted to learn more about the evacuation, however, I have a low tolerance for war violence and knew I’d not be able to sit through the movie. Books of this nature are generally easier to handle.
The book was short, so I had high hopes of being able to dig right into it. And I started reading and very quickly I found myself a quarter of the way through…and I had no freakin’ idea what I had just read or what was happening. I had no desire to return to the beginning and reread, nor did I think it made sense to continue on when I couldn’t focus nor connect.
I think I might keep it, maybe one day I’ll want to return…at a time when I have the time to truly dedicate to completly focusing on this.
This book is the essence of M.F.K. Fisher, whose wit and fulsome opinions on food and those who produce it, comment upon it, and consume it are as apt today as they were several decades ago, when she composed them. Why did she choose food and hunger she was asked, and she replied, ‘When I write about hunger, I am really writing about love and the hunger for it, and warmth, and the love of it . . . and then the warmth and richness and fine reality of hunger satisfied.
When I started reading this, I did not realize that it was going to be such a time committment. I didn’t bother looking at the page count as that isn’t something I generally do. I generally know which books are long, and I prepare accourdingly, or decide to wait until I have more time to dedicate to reading. This time around, it wasn’t until I started reading and realized that it was over 700 pages.
Second, I don’t read cookbooks unless I am actually cooking or meal prepping. Even then, I will look over the recipe so I can get familiar with it and then I usually end up adjusting based on what I have on hand, my personal preferences, etc. In the introduction I was assured that this tome wasn’t a cookbook but rather than a collection of eassays with some recipes sprinkled in when it was appropriate. And while this was true in some of the essays, it others all it was was recipes which I’d end up scrolling past as they were unreadable in the digital format. It was a quick way to make progress on the hefty tome but eventually I had to admit to myself that it was getting a bit ridiculous to spend so much time on a book just trying to skip ahead to the actual text.
I also realized that although I enjoy food…I don’t enjoy things like learning of the history of certain dishes, I am not a fan of oysters-yet I read a bunch of essays dedicated entirely to the sea creater. When I got to essays about eggs and complaints about grocery store bought eggs-I finally decided that I had had enough.
Choosing to DNF this book was not in anyway a reflection of the writing. MFK Fisher was a great writer. Her essays would have not been published for decades if she was not a good writer. Instead, I made the decision because I personally was not connecting to the collection and I did not want to continue dreading reading this.
“It seems to me that our three basic needs, for food and security and love, are so mixed and mingled and entwined that we cannot straightly think of one without the others. So it happens that when I write of hunger, I am really writing about love and the hunger for it, and warmth and the love of it and the hunger for it… and then the warmth and richness and fine reality of hunger satisfied… and it is all one.”
― M.F.K. Fisher, The Art of Eating