You may have seen the move Woman in Gold with Helen Mirren and Ryan Reynolds. If you haven’t, I highly recommend it. I watched it before my trip to Vienna, and I love it even more now that I’ve returned. I knew nothing about the story, and in fact didn’t even know it was based on a book until my grandmother handed it to me. I’m so glad she did because this book provided more detail and insight into the whole situation.
My last stop of the day was the local wine shop, so I swung into the library (conveniently located across the street), grabbed a book or four, and then continued across the street where I enjoyed a glass of wine with the start of a new book.
I read this in preparation for NaNoWriMo. I originally thought about writing a Young Adult mystery, and wanted to do some research into the genre. I loved Trixie as a kid. I may have loved Trixie more than I loved Nancy Drew, and that’s saying a lot.
I recently had a mini-rant about buying books from the bargain section of Barnes & Noble. In the interest of fairness, I need to take that back. I read three bargain books in a row that were quite good, and this was one of them. In fact, I’d even say that Gold broke my streak of choosing bad fiction books. Thank goodness.
A while back, I read Kilmeade’s book on George Washington’s spy network during the Revolutionary War, and I was fascinated by the view of a forgotten (or overlooked) piece of history. I heard that Kilmeade wrote another book, and knew I had to read it.
When I was in High School, our teacher assigned a book of mythology. I think I was a Sophmore, and I’m pretty sure my teacher was one of those coaches who showed up for a year and did his time before moving on to a larger school in a larger town. An argument could be made that these teachers left for public schools because we could be difficult. Personally, I think we would have been far better behaved if books like Rick Riordan’s Percy Jackson and the Olympians existed instead of the yawn-fest we were assigned. Whoever compiled that book of myths had to work really hard to make it so boring.
The Witch of Bourbon Street had a pretty convoluted plotline, but I’ll give it a go. Frankie is a witch from an old family who has long denied her powers. She moves back to the family home that witnessed several mysterious deaths several generations back. The disappearance of Frankie’s son and appearance of her long-lost daughter force Frankie to confront her past.