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The quote from Roddy Doyle on the front cover of my copy is not misleading. "Hugely entertaining and very, very funny." That does sum up this book, but also leaves out much.

Meet the Laments: the wilful, beguiling family who will lead you from 1950s Rhodesia to the Persian Gulf, England and 1970s New Jersey on their relentless search for the perfect place to settle. Howard is an engineer and dreamer, his wife Julia a fiery-spirited artist. Both are determined to shake off their colonial heritage and find a better society in which to raise their children: the anarchic twins, Julius and Marcus, and their older brother Will, who was secretly adopted as a baby. As will grows up, he struggles to find his place in the family, yet when their constant uprootings and successive mishaps begin to pull the Laments apart, it is Will who strives to hold them together.

The above bumph outlines the story, but gives little away, from the outset the reader is aware that Will is adopted, but Will is kept in the dark for much of the story. Julia's mother is aware that something is being kept from her, but she has no idea what exactly. There are many places where this book made me laugh, and some made me wince, as Julia tries to bring up her boys without them getting into too many scrapes. As a mother it is easy to identify with Julia's reaction to the antics of her sons. Towards the end of the story the author depicts Howard as a man struggling with his own self worth in the face of being unemployed, and Julia becoming the breadwinner for the family. The story is very well told.
For information about the author, click here.

This novel is heartrending in places, with a split time narrative by Carol, the main character, recounting her present and a significant time in her past. Little Monster is how her aunt describes her, and is a fitting description for the child in the present part of the narrative. The fact that this child has taken the name of a cartoon character didn't scape me from early on in the novel, although it took Carol a while to make the connection. The character the girl has called herself after is a fairly nasty character.
I agree with the comment from "Time Out" 'Lambert reads like a writer at the height of his game rather than one just starting out'.

When I was thirteen, my father killed my mother.....
How do you recover from something like that? Carol never quite does. Sent to live with an aunt who barely tolerates her presence, life would be unbearable were it not for Uncle Joey. Years later, he's also the man with whom she builds a home and a future - but when Carol helps to rescue a young refugee from the sea, all that threatens to unravel, just as surely as it did when she was thirteen.

This book had me hooked, and again, I didn't want to put it down.

Charles Lambert's blog is here

A first person narrated novel. Mostly internal recollection, but when the main character talks to someone it is reported as first person narrative. It isn't until almost then end of the novel we learn the main character's name, and unless the name hadn't been used by the other character, in place of their own, it probably would never have been revealed. In that respect I found the novel rather like Rebecca, in that we are shown things through the eyes of a character who we don't know the name of.
The whole of the novel is the reminiscences of the narrator.

In the early sixties on an East Anglian beach a fragile wooden hut is harried daily by the sea. It is ignored by the boys from the nearby boarding school who stumble past on their birch-enforced runs. Until the day one sixteen-year-old boy stops and comes face to face with the hut's owner: enigmatic, beguiling, beautiful Finn. The hut and the beach - but most of all Finn - provide a haven away from petty rules and bullies. But they also hold a mysterious, fragile secret. A secret that will be tested by friendship, growing adolescent love and the terrifying fury of the sea. . .

This novel is a lovely lyrical recollection of the narrator's youth, a particular fondly remembered episode.
To find out more about Meg Rosoff and her books, click here

Well, I finished the previous book on the bus on the way to the bookshop, so had nothing to read on the journey back, apart from the new books in my bag. I started this one straight away.

It is 1953, and in San Francisco Pearlie, a dutiful housewife finds herself caring for both her husband's fragile health and her polio afflicted son. The one Saturday morning someone from her husband's past appears on their doorstep.
His arrival throws all the certainties by which Pearlie has lived into doubt, and she is brought face to face with the desperate measures people are prepared to take to escape the conflict of their lives.

At first glance from the bumph, it looks like a normal story that will progress into the story of an affair, and the way the three characters cope with it, but all is far from what it seems. A lot of "moral/legal" questions are thrown up, some which didn't even cross my mind until they were stated in black and white. I don't like spoiling books, so I will keep quiet about what surprised me, apart from the fact this particular novel continued to surprise from start to finish.

http://andrewseangreer.com/ for more details about the author and his books.

I don't normally go for books with "love" in the title, had enough slushy stuff to last me a lifetime, plus it is an unrealistic view of life in so called "love stories".....BUT....this isn't really a book about slushy "romantic" love, it's about the love families have for each other, even in strained circumstances.
There, at first, appears to be just two narratives in the novel, but there is a third one quietly weaving the two main narratives together. A further one helps bring the novel to conclusion.
For me, the narrators are Leo, Alma, Bird and Zvi.

"When I was born my mother named me after every girl in the book my father gave her called The History of Love...."
Fourteen year old Alma Singer is trying to find a cure for her mother's loneliness. Believing she might discover it in an old book her mother is lovingly translating, she sets out in search of its author.
Across New York an old man called Leo Gursky is trying to survive a little bit longer. He spends his days dreaming of the lost love that sixty years ago in Poland inspired him to write a book. And although he doesn't know it yet, that book also survive: crossing oceans and generations, and changing lives.....

The novel starts off with Leo and his very strange, almost bizarre ways of ensuring that although he is old, and lives alone, he won't be one of those lonely dead people who are discovered days, sometimes weeks after they have finally died. Although comic, it is probably true, Krauss has him going out every day and doing unpredictable things in public places, such as knocking over stack of cans in a supermarket. A bittersweet condemnation of society today.

Alma's quest to find the "cure" for her mother's loneliness is also sad, but heart warming, not in a mushy way though. I had put off reading this book for quiet a while presuming it would be all hearts and flowers, it's anything but that, and a very good read.

http://nymag.com/nymetro/arts/books/reviews/11916/

I will not apologise to the person who slated the last post of a Jodi Picoult book. They weren't slating me, just the books. And as I think I replied, what would the world be like if everyone liked the same sort of books, the huge width and depth of books being published today would not exist. To me the variety is good, and most people can find something to appeal if they want to read. And....YES!!!!! I like Jodi Picoult's books, they make the reader think, and are well researched.

Now onto the book.

Nineteen Minutes has a well constructed characters, with back stories that explain the actions they have taken. In this book the switching times to before and after the event helps build a more rounded picture.
It has faint links to "We Need to Talk about Kevin" by Lionel Shriver, by letting the reader know something of the main chacracter's life from his point of view and his parents. Unlike Shriver's book there is insight into the "victim's lives", and to me is better for this as it gives the reader a more balanced view. However, there is not one point where I felt that Peter should be found "not guilty". I did spot something that is only revealed late on the book at an early stage, probably just because I have read so much, and do write a little myself.
The book was very enjoyable, and I have yet to pick up a Jodi Picoult book and not finish it.

For a little more about the book go to the websites below:
www.jodipicoult.co.uk
or www.jodipicoult.com

This is the second of a trilogy by Cormac McCarthy, it's quite a while since I read the first one.

http://www.cormacmccarthy.com/works/thecrossing.htm

As this book follows Billy Parnham crossing and recrossing the USA/Mexico border we are given insight into Billy's thoughts. The first time he crosses, he is taking a wolf back to the mountains. The second time, the trip is made with his younger brother, in search of his dead father's horses that were stolen during a raid on his parents homestead, this raid left both his parents dead.
The third time for me was the most poignant, as he crosses into Mexico to settle being unable to settle in USA after returning from the second world war. The book however seems not to "belong" in any set time period, until the mention of the war.
Not a quick read, but definitely an engrossing one.

The thing that people noticed about this book whilst I was reading it was the fact it has part of the cover missing.
Probably a marketing thing, I wonder if the paperback will sport the same "chewed" front cover.
Firmin is a rat, a literary rat , unusual in the "rat" world.
When I'd finished this book I remember my creative writing lecturer at uni saying that internal monologues from and animals point of view "don't work". They obviously do.

Now for the bumph!

Firmin is the runt of a litter of rats born in the basement of Pembroke Books, a ramshackle old bookshop run by an equally shambolic owner, Norman Shine. Forced to compete for food, Firmin ends up chewing on the books that surround him. Thanks to his unusual diet, he acquires the miraculous ability to read. He subsequently develops an insatiable hunger for literature, and a very unratlike sense of the world and his place in it. He is a debonair soul trapped in a rat's body.....
But a literary rat is a lonely rat and , spurned by his own kind, he thinks he recognises a kindred soul in Norman. Firmin seeks solace in the Lovelies of the local burlesque cinema and in his own imagination. But the days of the bookshop and of the close community around it are numbered. The area has been marked out for urban regeneration and soon the faded glory of the bookshop, the low-life bars, loan sharks and pawn shops will face the bulldozers.
Brilliantly original and richly allegorical, Firmin is brimming with charm and wistful longing for a world that treasures it's seedy theatres , one-of-a-kind characters, and cluttered bookshops.

Definitely different, Firmin is a book you would either hate or love.
http://www.orionbooks.co.uk/MP-43504/Firmin.htm

Most people think immediately of the "Talking Heads" monologues when Alan Bennett's name is mentioned, but to tell the truth, when I picked this book up, I never even looked at who the author was. Perhaps I should look, but I will admit to reading blurb on books without looking who has written it. That way I have found "gems" in the past.
This is a slim volume, with a irreverent "what if" as a plot line, and a brilliant end.
To read a brilliant review ;
http://www.greatbooksguide.com/uncommonreader.html

For more about Alan Bennett;
http://www.contemporarywriters.com/authors/?p=authC2D9C28A1d7801BDEDPnG34A0E32

There is one point I would say about this one, borrow it from the library, as at £6.99 for a mere 121 pages, it is a dear little book, in more ways than one.

I decided to read this book as it had received a good write up in the Waterstones Magazine.
It's a first novel, and despite what I see as it's shortcomings, it is a very good, readable novel.
The setting is the music publishing industry, the main character, thoroughly unlikeable, but interesting man named Steven Stelfox. By that I mean, if he were real, and I met him, I would steer well clear, as he lives in the "rarefied" world of the music industry and his only use for women is to save him a little DIY.
This novel would probably make for a very interesting film, and if it is made into a film, it would be worth a viewing. Mind you...I hated the Bridget Jones character in the novel, but thoroughly enjoyed the film. Casting, and bringing the characters to life can do wonders.
The other thing I disliked about the novel was the use of profanities. They may have been instrumental to the plot, but there were more than I thought necessary.
That aside, I DID enjoy the novel, and if I ever met Steven Stelfox I think I'd want to slap him, but I guess that is the anticipated reaction. After all, Casanova was cavalier in his treatment of women, but it didn't stop them liking him enough to sleep with him.
To find out more, follow the link below;
http://www.randomhouse.co.uk/catalog/book.htm?command=Search&db=main.txt&eqisbndata=043401799X

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