...while she dreamed of fields of grass that once had bowed before her when she walked, and on the morning air that carried happiness upon it...
...while she dreamed of fields of grass that once had bowed before her when she walked, and on the morning air that carried happiness upon it...
I love the historical fiction of Joseph O‘Connor. He takes you on a journey through time as his protagonist struggles with loss, love, and a little too much liquor.
My only thought that kept running through my mind when I closed this book, “Can I sign up for their services?” If you‘re a 20-something with student loans, read this book and then let‘s make magic happen together.
I read this book in junior high. It essentially opened my mind to a whole new genre that my Catholic School education never would have. But more importantly, the imagery and story still run through my mind. I always think of this book with fondness because of what it meant to me so many years ago and today.
I can‘t believe I wasted my time having a male author poorly attempt to understand female relationships. It was like he was man-splaining the inner workings of how women interact and relate. I rarely hate a book. I can only think of 1 or 2 books besides this one that I actually hate.
“So, you see, my heart is held forever by this place,” she said. “I cannot leave.”
I absolutely fell in love with this book from the beginning. I found the male protagonist charming and a bit humbling like Jim from The Office. I loved the quirkiness of the world of Door. I needed to know what happened next. I‘d never read a Neil Gaiman book, but constantly heard Mallory from @ReadingGlasses sing his praises. Obviously when someone‘s bookishness inspires you (like Mallory and Brea do) then you gotta check it out! So, do check it.