Now that Easter has come and gone, life is settling down to normal again (for a few days at least). That means that I need to update my blog and tell you about the audio books I’ve read in the last few weeks.
#11: Escape (Barbara Delinsky) This was the book that accompanied my drive to Biloxi, Mississippi for Spring Break. It was perfectly appropriate for that time as well. The story tells of a driven lawyer who had had enough of the rat race and decided to escape to a quaint New England village as she centered herself again and reaccessed those things that were most important. Since I was doing some of the same things (albeit on a much less dramatic scale), I both identified with and thoroughly enjoyed this well written novel.
#12: My Name is Memory (Ann Brashares). The audio book for the 2nd half of Spring Break and my drive to Pigeon Forge, Tennessee was not as successful. Quite simply — this plot was STRANGE! The story line centers around a man who has lived for over 1000 years, reappearing as different people, but always having a memory of his past lives. In each life, he is searching for the woman that he first fell in love with — and who continues to be in danger from an abusive husband (also from a former life). Strange is the best description I can give….and that’s being generous. If I had anything else in my car at the moment, I would not have finished this book at all. Bleh!
#13: The Innocent Man: Murder and Injustice in a Small Town (John Grisham) I guess I’m becoming a Grisham head this year! I didn’t really want to listen to another Grisham book yet, but it was the only thing available at the time and I needed something. Little did I realize that this was not a work of fiction, but based on actual events from Ada, Oklahoma. Two men were tried for the murder of a woman in the 1980s. Despite their protests and adamant proclamations of innocence, they were found guilty and ultimately sentenced to death by lethal injection. When DNA evidence finally enters the judicial system, the decisions are overturned and the men are set free. This mesmerizing tale of judicial negligence and human suffering was truly worth the time. I suppose I have to admit that I may have been missing out on some wonderful reading all these years because I felt the author’s reputation could only mean that his output was “trite.”
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