Archive for November, 2009

                        I didn’t read this book, I listened to it. Sometimes when we go on a long trip I stop off at the library for a book on CD. Being considerate, for once, of my Wife I decided to make it a romance. I’m glad I did.

          Anne Burnett has been married to a man she never met. A highland rustic far from the glamour of London and all she knows. This book has a little of everything, politics, action, adventure, history and of course a romance.

       Ms. Maxwell takes her lighthearted romance seriously. The characters are deep and well rounded. They are living, breathing and real. I liked everything about this book, the age, the setting, the characters, the plot, the story. This book is fun.

          In my last review I talked about good Character. The hero and heroine in this story have it aplenty. It is very easy to like them and want to read more. This is an excellent example of good, fun, and interesting reading all at the same time.

Thank you Ms Maxwell.

     Who should live and who should die? Who should make that decision? This is only one of many questions this story had me mulling over before it ended.

       It’s almost like visiting a lost world to go back in time with the classics. Sir John one of the main characters has no problem sizing up a situation, making a decision, and then acting on it even if it means killing. The professors along with their insistent arguing both believe that facts are facts and that objectivity while difficult, exists. While using all the politically incorrect language and being very judgmental, the hero’s here have no problem lauding a man for having good character. Often in this story, good character seems to be the only thing that matters, the only thing that will solve the problems and save the day. What an idea!    

       But not every thing here is foreign territory. Our main character Mr. Malone, a journalist, remarks, (paraphrased) ‘our chief editor was only interested in  international crisis or a split in the cabinet. His mind always hovered over the Balkans or the Persian Gulf.’ Well some things never change, like enjoying a good story.