My book news

This poor blog has been for so long neglected that I am feeling almost afraid to write now. What will I say? My first book, Spell of Blindness, is finished and will be released soon in e-book format. The title…

Mark of the Loon, by Molly Greene

Look at this beautiful cover. Isn’t it great? Old photographs, ancient keys, I had to read this story. I must confess that the cover was one of the first things that attracted me. What was most enjoyable for me in…

Summer uniform

Summer is slowly chilling away and my mind is starting to linger on the wool sweaters and scarves forgotten at the back of my closet. At the end of such a beautiful, perfect summer when nonetheless I am grateful for…

Write from the Heart, by Heather Hummel

This was a very pleasant read. The story is heartfelt and full of emotion. At least that’s how it seemed to me, and part of the reason might be that this is a book about first time novelists and their…

Indie-book reviews

I published in READ a review of Ann Patchett’s Truth & Beauty, and this might be the last random book review that I post on the website. I am aiming at more focus on independently published books. There are many books out…

Truth and Beauty, by Ann Patchett

Several years ago, in my first year of living in the US I picked up from the library a book that sounded promising: Autobiography of a Face by Lucy Grealy. It was a magnificently written book on a fascinating topic:…

Margaret Sanger, A life of passion, by Jean H. Baker

margaret sangerI read this book mostly in the beautiful vacation house we rented in Ogunquit this summer. We spent there the whole 4th of July week and it was such a gift. Mornings were beyond beautiful in the back sunroom or on outside on the patio with a book and a cold coffee. Although I had started the book at home several weeks before, I was not able to make any progres through it, but on vacation, on the porch, there was no stopping me.

It’s all in the eyes

Visited New York city this weekend with the family. I’ve always been attracted to its spirit and energy. This time  however, I didn’t feel much of it. Maybe because it is so hard to distinguish the tourists from the actual New…