This is the kind of book you could read from beginning to end on a quiet afternoon, forgetting everything around you. That’s assuming you’ve got a quiet afternoon with no distractions of course. If you don’t have that, you’ll wish for it once you get started.
No matter, I read the book in fits and starts whenever I had a minute or two, and thoroughly loved it anyway.
This is a love story of sorts; about partnerships and bonds, siblings and family, relationships and promises, grief and loss, love lost and found.
(Excerpt from Goodreads and Amazon)
1987. There’s only one person who has ever truly understood fourteen-year-old June Elbus, and that’s her uncle, the renowned painter Finn Weiss. Shy at school and distant from her older sister, June can only be herself in Finn’s company; he is her godfather, confidant, and best friend. So when he dies, far too young, of a mysterious illness her mother can barely speak about, June’s world is turned upside down. But Finn’s death brings a surprise acquaintance into June’s life—someone who will help her to heal, and to question what she thinks she knows about Finn, her family, and even her own heart.
Hard to believe this is a debut novel. I hope Carol Rifka Brunt has many more stories to share.
Brownies stacked on a plate. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Today the stars tell me my mind is focussed inward on personal issues and the temper tantrum my inner child is throwing. Yesterday they told me I wanted to chuck my work out the window and go somewhere to party my brains out. The stars have lost their collective mind. Who is writing this stuff?
An even better question – why am I reading it? Because I am ever optimistically hopeful that one day my horoscope will tell me to do some insane thing that will change my life. That’s why. Not that my life is so bad or anything, it’s just that change is good. Sometimes you need a little push in the right direction.
I’ve just finished reading the most delightful book – Shine Shine Shine by Lydia Netzer. It’s the best book I’ve come across since Night Circus, and that is high praise.
This simple story, beautifully told, is about love and family and being human. Robots, space travel, birth and death. Relationships, genius, secrets, murder, motherhood, marriage. Autism. Being bald. Impossible to put a label on it, or restrict it to one genre. The characters are uniquely strange and lovable. It’s altogether brilliant. I didn’t want it to end.
And yes, if you really need to know, I DID have brownies with my coffee for breakfast this morning. Really, I had very little choice. The stupid things were just sitting there on top of the microwave in their little brown two-bite bag taunting me and it was the only way I could think of to stop them. And also the only logical way to stop my inner childs tantrum from escalating. It all worked out well. They were delicious. They’re gone and can no longer tempt me.
All of lifes little problems should be so easily solved.