I’m in the middle of this novel by Amor Towles, which I believe was recommended by Lisa.  I’m fairly certain I’m in love.  The style, the era, the story —- it’s a total swoon-erama over here.  I’m going to be in tears, real live tears, when it ends.

Slightly Foxed books in London recommended these 2 historical novels, and I bought them strictly on the sales lady’s obvious, overwhelming love of them.  And the fact that I’d spent hours in their store over 3 days and had to buy something.  A total guilt-purchase, but my fingers are crossed.

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And last —- but really first —- there’s this memoir/biography by Madeline Albright.  I remember reading about this book back before it came out, and then somehow forgot all about it.  Now Ms. Albright’s book feels like a brand new discovery and I can’t wait for those first few pages.  Having just been in Prague, where I spent a day touring the Terezin ghetto, this book appears at just the right time.

 

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