I listened to this story on audio and I really think that it added to the experience. There were two narrators (although mostly one) and there were accents (done well) and there was a lot of emotions put into the reading.
Two children, best friends at 9 years old, living in Brooklyn with Russian parents, and then the separation. And the mystery. Years and years. And then they meet again.
Good story. 🙂
The Wisdom of My Grandmothers
by Adriana Trigiani
Read from October 29 to November 01, 2011
I’ve loved Adriana’s books for years. I won a copy of this book and then listened to Book Club Girl’s blog radio interview with Adriana tonight.
Adriana was blessed with strong grandmothers who lived into her 30s. They were born in 1895 and 1907 and both were hard-working career women who found the love of their lives. It is easy to see the influence these women had on the fictional characters you find in Trigiani’s novels.
I especially loved the passage where she says, “Looking back, now, I realize that you only ever need one person who lights up that way when you enter a room. One person is all it takes to give a kid confidence.” Yes.
Adriana Trigiani is one of my favorite authors. I have read almost all of her books and enjoyed every one. I’m currently reading her latest in paperback, “Don’t Sing at the Table: Life Lessons from my Grandmothers.” It’s an easy read and an enjoyable little book. She had powerful grandmothers. They were business owners. They were hard workers. They were sensible and taught many lessons, through their actions.
And the lessons are still applicable to today’s world.
I’ve maybe mentioned before that I don’t care for books where people set out to experience something in order that they may write a book about it (ala The Happiness Project or Eat, Pray, Love or Julie & Julia (which I’ve never read)), but books which are a summation of what has been learned through life experiences are more interesting to me (ala The Satellite Sisters Uncommon Senses or The Girls from Ames or Don’t Sing at the Table).
Someone asked me last weekend, “Can you write?” I didn’t hesitate too long before I said, “Yes.” I have a good grasp on grammar and vocabulary, I can put ideas down in an interesting way, I enjoy blogging more and more all the time, I write a pretty good letter or year-end summary. Does that mean I can write? If I were to make a list of things that I AM, I don’t think I AM A WRITER would be in my top ten.
Not to say that I wouldn’t love to be a writer. I read a lot of blogs about books but I also read some blogs about the writing process. I am fascinated by the way authors work and think and prepare and plan. I would love to be able to write a book, and it something that I may put on a list to do. I’m not sure what kind of book – fiction or non, children’s or memoir – but it’s something that I am exploring.
What about you? If you made a list of I AMs what would you include?
Off to read!
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