Anne Of Windy Poplars – L.M. Montgomery. Anne is the principal of a school in the land of those windy poplars. Gilbert is in medical school. They’re engaged, but in a holding pattern until Gilbert completes his studies. Anne is an avid correspondent, but I was eager to skip ahead in the series and see them happy and together, so I abandoned AOWP after about 3 chapters. After reading Montgomery’s superb Anne’s House of Dreams, I’m not sorry, either.
Dusty Answer – Rosamond Lehmann. I think it was my mood at the time. Everyone was teenaged and gloomy and British upper? middle? class and I just couldn’t care. Back to the library. Damn shame — I do love that title.
Dressing Up For The Carnival – Carol Shields. Shields used a lot of the material in these stories for her excellent novel, Unless, which I had just recently read and enjoyed.
A Cry From The Heart: The Biography Of Edith Piaf – Margaret Crosland. Big, big BIG disappointment! I love Piaf’s music, I loved the movie La Vie En Rose (AKA La Mome), and in the A&E Biography episode about Piaf, author Crosland made so many witty and insightful comments. Impressed, I rushed out and ordered this book, but it was a mistake. The prose is so heavy, turgid, dreadful — not worthy of Piaf at all. If you haven’t read this book yet, you should run right out and avoid it.
Land – Park Kyung-Ni. I’m disappointed with myself for not being able to get through Volume I of The Great Korean Novel, but Park jumps around too much from character to character and there’s no time and no effort made to help me identify with anyone or to even keep about 30 characters straight. After reading 42% of the book, I couldn’t go another step. In order to make amends to Korean literature, my plan is to procure a copy of Who Ate Up All The Shinga? an autobiographical novel by Park Wan-Seo, who also wrote Three Days In That Autumn, a novella that I read and loved.
The Borrowers – Mary Norton. I started this children’s literature classic, but my mood was off and I couldn’t get into the story. I intend to take another whack at it this year. It’s become one of my primary goals to fill in my KidLit gaps.
Dodsworth – Sinclair Lewis. I checked this out shortly after I became acquainted with the Bybee-ary. Unfortunately, after nearly 5 years of not having a library, I had forgotten about nasty things like due dates. Shortly after Dodsworth and his wife got to Europe, I had to return this 1929 novel to the library. I’m sorry, Red. You know I love your novels. I’ll be back to fetch Dodsworth out again.