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(and we even know where some of them are)
From 2012 — celebrating bookstores with the best signage and sense(s) of humor. HERE
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I Like Big Books — I Can Not Lie
I love me a big ole historical novel, especially if it’s steeped in a mystery, set in an old house with an abandoned garden and filled with colorful and compelling characters. Kate Morton has written four such big, addictive books, of which I’ve only read two…but don’t worry her other two are not far behind on my list. I read the first book several years ago and just finished the second.
The House at Riverton, by Kate Morton
98 year old Grace tells her story to a young film maker documenting an unexplained death at Riverton House where Grace served as a maid 80 years before. Told in alternating narratives between past and present, I was in this book’s clutches after just a few pages.Grace serves as maid to Hannah and Emmeline, two distinctly different sisters who are creepily close to one another. Grace is drawn into the the spoiled sisters web of deceit and secret games. And in 1924 Riverton and its inhabitants are shattered with a shocking suicide on the grounds. All the characters are vibrant and amply developed — there are dysfunctional aristocratic family members with a range of servants, each with their own foibles. And then there’s the glorious manor house of Riverton– a character in itself.
Often flashback narrative can be clunky. This is flashback done brilliantly. Deaths, affairs, missteps are reminisced by Grace telling her story, then the book seamlessly transports the reader back in time to Riverton and you’re there and it’s happening now.
Ms. Morton excels at period research and her attention to detail is superb. Other reviewers remarked that her historical detail bogged down the book, but I wholly disagree. I found the description of the table settings, the details of dressing for dinner, the lavish picnics all added to the richness of the story.
This is a long, sweeping story of class structure and struggle, betrayals, secrets and the devastation of WWI. I was glued throughout its wonderful twists and turns until the gasp-worthy ending. A big enchanting book to fill many a long winter evening.
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The Forgotten Garden, by Kate Morton
This is a classic fairy tale story: a little girl is abandoned on a ship bound for Australia. She hits her head while on the ship and looses her memory. All she has with her is a suitcase with a few clothes and a book of dark fairy tales written by a woman she remembers as the Authoress . Once in Australia, a dock worker and his wife take her in, name her Nell and raise her. Once the girl comes of age, she is told of her rightful identity and she returns to England to discover her people and her story. Her travels lead her to Blackhurst Manor and she starts to unravel the Mountrachet family’s secrets. She purchases a run down cottage and garden on their property makes it liveable, and carves out a life for herself. While Nell is still trying to solve the mystery of her past, her distraught daughter shows up, dumping her granddaughter Cassandra on her doorstep–permanently. Two generations later, the granddaughter Cassandra inherits the cottage and tries to discover her secrets. Sounds trite — Yes and No.
Ms. Morton takes a fairly well-worn story and weaves it into a rich and compelling story which spans generations, and multiple plots wherein secrets are kept and betrayals are just below the surface. While the English cottage and forgotten garden setting are idyllic (there’s even a maze and a Dickensian-like shop in the village) life is more difficult here and this is a darker story complete with poverty, sickness and workhouses.
At first, I was less enthralled with The Forgotten Garden and found it more difficult to keep the three perspectives and three time periods straight…I kept having to go back a few chapters to figure out where I was. Also Ms. Morton uses very similar names – Blackhurst Estate, Mrs. Blackwell and Mr. Blackwater (whoa I’m confused…). Luckily, by the time I’d read 5 or 6 chapters, things flowed more clearly and I was once again hooked to the end by this marvelous author and her writing.
In an interview, Ms. Morton admitted to a fondness of 19th century Gothic novels and her novels are indeed reminiscent of Daphne du Maurier, or even perhaps even Upstairs Downstairs and Downton Abbey.
Her next two books – The Distant Hours and The Secret Keeper happily await me on my shelf. Call me fool and shut the door because obviously I’m a fan.
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Only He Knew My Page Number…
An oldie but goodie
All those perfume ads interrupting my Hallmark holiday movies…(don’t judge), reminded me of this gem from the Library of Congress.
Share with your book friends.
Now “let me read”.
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The Big Tiny by Dee Williams
Square Feet: 84. Possessions: 305.*
(*This headline is from the NY Times review – I had to swipe it.)
January is my time for sorting through clothes and books, cleaning out the freezer and diving into those mystery boxes under the stairs. By necessity, we are already fairly simplified given our 1,100 sq. ft row house — but after reading this inspirational memoir — we got nothing on Dee Williams.
Ms. Williams decided to build an eighty-four-square-foot house on wheels, by herself — as a way to start building a simpler more meaningful life.
This authentic memoir tells of her challenges both building-wise and health-wise. She is not an experienced builder, but knows her way around tools, so she ventures ahead after meeting and studying others in the “tiny house” movement. It’s not enough that she is dealing with a newly diagnosed heart condition and is often disabled and hospitalized, she also experiences grimace-worthy mishaps. She glues her hair into the siding, almost shears off her ear when some plywood catches on an earring, tries to secure the roof (in flip flops!) and falls from her sleeping loft when the ladder shifts out from under her.
But beyond the Three-Stooges-like mishaps, this is a book to inspire. How can you not be impressed (and perhaps even envious) of someone who can list everything she owns on one sheet of paper (the handwritten list is reproduced in the book). Also enviable, Ms. Williams can clean her entire house in ten minutes and her monthly bills run approximately eight dollars. Granted, she is living in a friend’s back yard and using this friends water, laundry and shower. But Ms. Williams has her own kitchen (one burner), her own toilet (compostable) and a sleeping loft with a view of the stars – risky ladder notwithstanding.
I was fascinated at Ms. Williams perseverance in the face of many hurdles — obstructive city codes, a newly prescribed oxygen contraption that meant snaking a breathing tube from a outside generator into her house, and an aging dog that she carries up and down the sleeping loft ladder. But she remains positive and loving throughout.
Happily, the author is also quirky and likeable, she still lusts after things she doesn’t need at Target (I have the same problem, I blame the hypnotic bulls-eye logo), she delights in fun underwear and prefers flip flops to shoes. There is also a quiet soulfulness throughout, the reader is aware that Ms. Williams has a degenerative disease. She writes with a quiet grace about her newly acquired time to savor every moment — as in this quote.
I stumbled into a new sort of ‘happiness’, one that didn’t hinge on always getting what I want but rather, on wanting what I have. It’s the kind of happiness that isn’t tied so tightly to being comfortable (or having money and property), but instead is linked to a deeper sense of satisfaction – to a sense of humility and gratitude, and a better understanding of who I am in my heart. I found a certain bigness in my little house – a sense of largeness, freedom, and happiness that comes when you see there’s no place else you’d rather be.
This book could have used some strong editing, it does ramble off the tracks, but it should provoke all of us to think on the question “how much is enough?”. Given America’s self storage business is a $25-billion a year industry, Ms. Williams experiences are an inspiration. This book is not so much of a “how-to” guide but a “why to” memoir. While not everyone (not me – see below) is suited to such an extremely tiny house, this book will make you contemplate the “too much stuff” syndrome — why not simplify, declutter and live smaller?
N.B. Living in such a small space alone may be one thing, but can you image two people in 84 square feet? I’m definitely not a candidate. No way I’m making the middle of the night climbs up and down a sleeping loft ladder, I’d be lost without my book collection, I’d sorely miss my tea pots and at the very least — my husband and I already experience too much “togetherness” now we’re both retired — so count me out …. but I must go now and clean out a closet or two.
Advanced reading copy provided by Penguin Group via NetGalley.
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How to delight this reader
When it comes to gifts, I am transparent and quite easy to please. Those who love me are so generous with my favorite things, all of which make me extraordinarily happy. Gaze upon my lovely Christmas gifts. Click on photos to view larger.
A few books that I don’t own and haven’t read. Many have given up attempting to find me books
— but a steadfast few continue to surprise me with these unknown and exciting gems.
A very cool vintage potpourri book. I make potpourri from my rose petals which I thrust upon unsuspecting friends and family. This is full of great new concoctions to try.
Anything with roses, especially for serving and enjoy tea and biscuits. The plate is a gift from my Mom and is from her lovely china collection. The new cup is comfortably BIG — unlike my other dainty tea cups that are so pretty but are empty in minutes.
Some new music for the season and some to read by.
A gift subscription to my favorite cooking magazine.
A beautiful soft-as-a-cloud throw for my reading nook – it’s snuggly and warm. Now I can retire the light weight blanket I swiped off a Swiss Air flight. (I despise heavy, itchy afghans).
And finally in honor of this special night – Season 5 of Downton Abbey begins @ 9PM, in case you’ve forgotten. Luckily I’m here to remind you. I continually strive to provide a valuable service here at Book Barmy.
So best wishes for a lovely beginning to 2015. I’ll be parked in front of the television, sipping my Downton tea in my new rose cup underneath my new throw. Ahhh-hhh life is good.
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By the Book edited by Pamela Paul
By the Book: Writers on Literature and the Literary Life from the New York Times Book ReviewMy friend Reiko saves me her Sunday NY Times Book Review section and gives me a big stack of them whenever we get together. We laugh because we can judge how long it’s been since we’ve seen each other by the size of the accumulation.
One of my favorite sections of the NY Times Book Review is called “By the Book”, wherein a writer is interviewed about their reading. Each week we get a view into writers favorite books & writers, reading habits, their personal book collection, early childhood reads, etc.
The top interviews are gathered in this one book and while there’s nothing new here, I found it engrossing to read through them. At almost 300 pages and 65 writers interviewed it’s no quick read. I’ve been slowly savoring this book, making my way through this fascinating collection, underlining and making long lists of newly recommended books to read (like I really need more lists of books to read).
Included in the collection are interviews with the expected writers such as Anna Quindlen and John Irving, but also included are Sting and Arnold Schwarzenegger? (The question mark is mine.) But don’t let that dissuade you, this is a fascinating look at writers and their life with books. And, hey guess what? — the Arnold interview reveals he is surprisingly insightful.
When more than three of the authors listed the Patrick Melrose novels by Edward St. Aubyn as their favorites, I had to add them to my list. It was also comforting to see that several writers also found the classics tough going – Dickens, Tolstoy etc.
You’ll discover the vulnerabilities of some writers — who knew Hilary Mantel actively reads self help books or Anne Lamott secretly likes People and US Weekly?
Many writers are delightfully unpretentious in their reading choices. Jhumpa Lahiri states: I am drawn to any story that makes me want to read from one sentence to the next. I have no other criterion. And Scott Turow, The only unfailing criterion is that I can hitch my heart to the imagined world and read on. My favorite quote is from Isabel Allende. A good novel or short story is like making love between clean ironed sheets: total pleasure.
Hilary Mantel wishes for a magic tablecloth to appear with dinner all prepared so she can have more time to read. Sting has kept every book he’s ever read and doesn’t lend books. Scott Turow admits to “reading at” a book, putting it down and then months later picking it up and diving in with enormous enthusiasm.
Jeanette Walls lists her favorite memoirs, which is like getting a food critics top restaurants.
And there’s lots of chuckles: under “The last book that made you cry” – Jeffery Eugenides answers The South Beach Diet.
Then there’s this: James Patterson talks about his first Alex Cross book, “Along Came a Spider.” He said a movie studio would have optioned the book early on in his career, when he could have really used the money –all he had to do was make Alex Cross a white man.
I don’t recommend reading this book all at once. Like the original interviews, it’s best to savor one or two at a time.
Also this book should come with a warning: Reading this book will increase your to-be-read wish list exponentially and may cause unbridled book purchases.
Advanced Readers Copy provided by Henry Holt & Co.
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New Years Eve
We don’t venture out on this “amateur night” but prefer to stay home, put on our most comfortable lounge-around-the-house clothes, watch a movie and enjoy some wine we saved just for the occasion.
Back in the day, we thought nothing of dressing up and going out for New Years Eve, but we always regretted it the next day. We finally realized we never actually enjoyed ourselves. Now we light a fire and have a Quiet New Years Eve.
Once the television is turned off, I will do this – only instead of coffee it will be some tea I got for Christmas or perhaps another glass of wine.

Hope this New Years Eve finds you home, warm and safe.
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Christmas Isn’t Over People!
It can be difficult to maintain the Christmas mood…in San Francisco there’s no snow, temps are mild and like everywhere else in the USA, Christmas seems to stop the day after. The radio music stopped at midnight, some trees, already taken down, lie sadly abandoned at the curb and the after Christmas sales scream from every corner.We are people who leave our tree up until the Epiphany (January 6) and are dispirited by the abrupt ending of Christmas on December 26th. So I have my little collection of Christmas CD’s to keep the Yuletide spirits going.
I own CD’s of typical Christmas music, you know Bing, Nutcracker and such. But at night, while reading, I prefer early music — Renaissance and Medieval. While I’m not especially religious, I also enjoy what is considered music of the sacred choral genre.
These are my three favorites, all English (natch). If you’re tired of the same old Christmas music, make yourself a hot drink of choice, grab a book and relax to some very different Christmas music.
Song of Songs, by Stile Antico While not exactly Christmas music, this early music voice-only ensemble from the UK is astounding. The term ‘stile antico’, literally means ‘old style’. It was coined during the seventeenth century to describe the style of Renaissance church composition and choral singing. It is also called polyphonic (many-voiced) music. I find it soothing and lovely. Take a listen at their website HERE Click on the music player button upper right.
Christmas Music from Medieval and Renaissance Europe, by The Sixteen: This collection ranges from the 14th to the 16th Century and will transport you far away from the trite music of today’s modern Christmas (Taylor Swift — really?). This choral group — The Sixteen (named such because the group consists of four treble, four alto, four tenor and four bass choralists) provides beautiful harmonies. The Coventry Carol will give you goosebumps. See more about them HERE
Christmas Carols from Kings College: Kings College, Cambridge (founded in 1441 by King Henry VI !!) is known for its Christmas Eve service, the Festival of Nine Lessons and Carols, which is broadcast every year in the UK by the BBC. The service includes carols and readings from the Bible. The opening carol is always ‘Once in Royal David’s City’, and there is always a new, specially commissioned carol. I watched it once, but it does go on. This CD is just the carols sung by the world famous choir. Here’s a video of a 2011 concert in the beautiful candle lit chapel.
There you have it — my favorite music and a way to carry on Christmas till you’re ready to welcome the New Year.
To all my thousandsreaders, I’ll be back in the New Year with plenty of new books to share. Merry Christmas – ’tis the season and it’s still here.
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Christmas Eye Candy

Christmas Eve
In addition to collecting Christmas books, I gather holiday magazines as a small treat for myself. The best ones get saved and packed away with the holiday decorations and brought out again each year.
Downtown there’s a wonderful international news agent — Fog City News which offers magazines, as well as chocolates from all over the world (I know — brilliant right?). Anyway if I’m in their neighborhood, I’ll stop by to browse and inevitably purchase a lovely magazine or two — but at Christmas time I go just a little nuts. I’m especially partial to the British ones, because the English just know how to do Christmas right — other than mincemeat* and plum pudding (shudder).
Anything with a cottage theme, french bocantes (antiques) or Scandinavian red and white decor is up for consideration. I even buy the holiday issue of Martha Stewart – God bless her everyone.
The one exception to my foreign magazine no-subscribe rule is English Home (above) which I get for myself and then (at a discounted rate) I get English Garden for a friend every year…and we trade the issues throughout the year. A small tradition that delights us both.
As I’ve aged and perhaps grown a little wiser (or is that wider?), these magazines no longer make me feel inadequate – with their images of perfect holidays: why doesn’t my table look that pretty? or wow look, I could painstakingly hand-glue tiny seashell wreaths! Now they are simply a treat – eye candy – a way to peek into different Christmas rooms, lavish meals and cultures around the world. A way to travel during the holidays without waiting in long security lines or getting stuck at O-Hare.
I hope this Christmas Eve finds you where you want to be, warm and cozy — enjoying your very own perfect Christmas.
* My friend Sarah, originally from England, actually makes really yummy little mincemeat pies – nothing like the mincemeat pies I was forced to politely choke down in Scotland (again shudder). But then again, the Scots national dish is Haggis.
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A Tale of Two Covers
Two Days Until ChristmasChristmas Stories – Everyman’s Pocket Classics
I picked this up years ago at the library book sale – attracted by the pretty cover and because I’m fond of the Everyman’s editions, so handsomely done and always with sewn-in ribbon bookmarks (I’m such a sucker for those). These small volumes always have this quote on their frontpiece:
Everyman, I will go with thee and be thy guide, in thy most need to go by thy side.
They really “get” bibliophiles and our most needs to always have a book by our side.
Christmas Stories is a treasury of short fiction by great writers of the past two centuries—including Dickens and Tolstoy to John Updike and Alice Munro. As a literary subject, Christmas has inspired everything from intimate domestic dramas to fanciful flights of the imagination, and the full range of its expression is represented in this wonderfully engaging anthology.
Admittedly, until this year I had only read a the first few stories – all Christmas classics, O’Henry, Dickens and Willa Cather’s delightful The Burglar’s Christmas (I never miss a chance to re-read that one) but last night I delved into the back of this collection and read two short stories that left me really quite depressed. One by Richard Ford about a dispirited dysfunctional family on a ski vacation and then Alice Munro uses two workers to deliver a character study as they dismember turkeys at a slaughterhouse Ugh. I had to make a cup of sleepytime tea just to get the bad taste out of my mouth.
So, I’m putting this charming looking book on trial, and will read a few more to determine its fate as a coveted member of my Christmas Books Collection.
A Literary Christmas – An Anthology from The British LibraryFrom the fly leaf: A Literary Christmas is a seasonal compendium that collects poems, short stories, and prose by some of the greatest poets and writers in the English language. Like Charles Dickens’s Ghosts of Christmas Past and Present, the selections featured here are representative of times old and new. Readers will enjoy a convivial Christmas Day with Samuel Pepys, Anthony Trollope, George Eliot, and Nancy Mitford; venture out into the snow in the company of Jane Austen, Henry James, and Charles Dickens’s ever-popular Mr. Pickwick; and warm up by the fire with the seasonal tales of Dylan Thomas, Kenneth Grahame, and Oscar Wilde.
This awful cover is proof that I shouldn’t be lured by a pretty one (see above) — this is a joyful collection of stories, poems, carols, essays and illustrations. The editors cleverly organized the book in such categories as “Before Christmas”, “Snow and Ice” and “Christmas Fare”.
Look, here’s Samuel Pepys Christmas Day diary entry from 1662 and a treatise on a doctor-prescribed diet just before Christmas by P.G. Wodehouse. An except from Cider with Rosie (an English coming of age classic) and Washington Irving’s description of a grand Christmas dinner. Something for everyone in this lovely book.
Here’s a sample of some of the illustrations within (click to enlarge):
So the sage advice of don’t judge a book by its cover stands true.
BUSTED Uh Oh –both volumes include Trollope Christmas stories –despite my claims from this post. However, we shall speak no further on this subject.










