I worry that I may suffer from Boy-Who-Called-Wolf Syndrome by which I mean Woman-Who-Said-Every-Book-She-Read-Was-Brilliant Syndrome. The thing you should bear in mind is that years of frugality have made me very picky when choosing books. I don’t take too many risks so I am rarely completely disappointed. It happens but not too often. Also, I prefer not to slate books so when I haven’t liked a book I have probably not mentioned it (I might change my policy on that soon).
What I am working up to here is that I REALLY want you to believe me when I tell you that Everyone Brave Is Forgiven by Chris Cleave is a REALLY brilliant book. It practically GLOWS. It SHINES through the darkness.
I loved it so much I typed out quotations from it and stuck them on jars of jam.
I loved it so much I made Husband abandon Poldark and read this instead (having cajoled him for months to read Poldark).
I loved it so much that, even though we have both now finished it, I am finding it really tough to return the book to the library. I might have to buy it just so I can enjoy the faint light emanating from its place on my bookshelves.
The only thing I didn’t love was that this (and not Middlemarch, it turns out) was the book which finally defeated my eyes and made me invest in a pair of reading glasses.
There was just no putting this book down, no matter how my eyes burned!
I am loathe to tell you a single thing about it because every line is such a pure joy to read. I wrote a review for Bookwitty.com in which I tried very hard to sell the book without stealing an ounce of pleasure from the reader. Read that review here and let me know if I have succeeded.
Read this book. It is very good.