Three Book Reviews

God’s Little Devotional Journal for Women from Honor Books.

Greg gave me this devotional book about twenty years ago, but I never got around to reading it until 2022, and that year I read it on a daily basis as part of my quiet time. For each day’s entry, there’s a scripture verse, a short passage that illustrates the verse, an inspirational quote, a personal question related to applying the scripture, and an area devoted to writing your answer. I never journaled in it, because I expected not to like the book. I thought I would read it once and then give it away. I assumed it would be similar to other devotional books, and it was. Also, I was miffed that the publisher did not credit the writers of the devotions.

To my delight, the daily readings were occasionally very profound and impactful. Some days it was very hard for me not to write down my thoughts in the journal sections. At the end of the year, I found I couldn’t part with the book. It was a good enough experience that I plan to reread it another year. I may actually use it as a spiritual journal, and it might never be given away.

Bright Evening Star: Mystery of the Incarnation by Madeleine L’Engle.

My Bible study group read this book during Advent 2022, finishing it in early 2023. In her foreword to the book, Addie Zierman recalls a caveat her college writing instructor, Judy Hougen, gave her class about L’Engle’s book Walking on Water:

“Sometimes Madeleine writes things that are a little . . . out there. Just say to yourself, Ha, ha. Oh, that Madeleine, and keep reading.” She said Oh, that Madeleine endearingly, as though talking about a wacky but lovable aunt who has visions of glory and also, occasionally, food on her chin.

Hougen’s advice works well while reading Bright Evening Star, also. You might not understand what she’s saying sometimes, but keep reading. The insights will be worth it.

My two takeaways from the book:

  • The Christian faith is full of mystery. It’s okay if you don’t understand parts of it. That’s the point—embracing the unknowable. L’Engle says she had to “let go all my prejudices and demands for proof and open myself to the wonder of love.”
  • God, the all-powerful, gives away His power. He allows humans free will when He could easily just control them. L’Engle calls it a magnificent paradox: “God’s loving plan for Creation will ultimately be fulfilled, God’s will and ours working together.”

At the end of the book is a reader’s guide with discussion questions.

Ferocity Summer by Alissa Grosso.

I can’t remember when or how I stumbled across artist and author Alissa Grosso on the internet, but I enjoyed her work so much that I bought her book Up the Creek and liked it. I eventually signed up for her newsletter and recently entered a drawing for four of her Young Adult books—and won! Ferocity Summer is the first book of the bundle that I’ve read.

At first, I didn’t like the characters at all and had no sympathy for them. I don’t like it when teenaged characters engage in self-destructive behaviors like drinking, using drugs, and having casual sex. I think it gives kids ideas that everybody’s doing it. I know teenagers try things out, but not every kid does it, or does as much of it as these kids do.

The main characters are high school juniors Scilla and her best friend, Willow. Willow has a brother, Randy. These three hang out together and get themselves into trouble. In the opening chapters, they mention August, and you get the impression that something distasteful is going to happen in August. The story is told from Scilla’s point of view.

I’ve never been acquainted with the drug scene, so I’m not sure if ferocity was ever a real drug or if Grosso dreamed it up for this story, but it plays a major role.

Scilla is failing history, and her guidance counselor recommends she talk to her teacher for suggestions on how she could raise her grade. He challenges her to tell him the most fascinating thing they studied in history that year, and she comes up with Sherman’s March to the Sea. So the teacher assigns her the task of researching Sherman and figuring out “How could a man who had once issued orders against any looting by soldiers suddenly turn around and completely ransack the South?. . . find out what makes him tick and hand me a report in September.” Scilla takes the assignment to heart, and Grosso skillfully weaves Sherman’s story with Scilla’s.

It wasn’t until it’s revealed that the event in August is a trial to determine if the friends are guilty of killing someone that I began to care about the characters. How could such a thing happen?

There are more complications as well. An FBI agent approaches Scilla and pressures her to help him incriminate a drug dealer. That’s as much as I am giving away.

This is not a pretty story, but I found myself rooting for Scilla and compelled to read to the end.

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Video of the Day: Marimba!

Wonderful contrasts in dynamics.

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Video of the Day: How the Beautiful People Live

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Wordless Wednesday: Cacti

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Things that Make Me Happy

In no particular order:

  • Hearing a baby laugh.
  • A letter or card from an old friend.
  • Hearing a child conversing politely with an adult.
  • Clean floors.
  • Clean clothes. I actually enjoy hanging and putting away clean clothes.
  • A clean car. When my car is shiny clean, I feel rich.
  • My children and grandchildren dropping by for a visit.
  • A vase of flowers. Especially if they smell nice.
  • Beautiful music. Any kind-jazz, pop, classical, bluegrass . . . On the radio, on CD, but especially live. Even at church.
  • Being out in nature.
  • Going to the beach.
  • Handmade quilts.
  • Kids. I miss teaching. (To clarify, I miss the kids, not the relentless paperwork and politics of teaching. Being with kids and seeing their faces light up when they suddenly understand something is so satisfying and joyful. Plus, they are funny, entertaining, and endlessly interesting.)
  • Seeing things that people have made. Whether it’s artwork, furniture, clothing, inventions-people’s creativity awes me.
  • Savoring food. Really tasting it. Assuming it’s not junk food. (Although, I admit I find a lot of junk food tasty as well.) The food doesn’t even have to be fancy. Fresh produce is great! My happiest food is probably vanilla ice cream with crushed raspberries.
  • Water when I’m thirsty.
  • Beautiful buildings. I’m a sucker for pretty churches and art deco office towers.
  • Memories. Although some memories make me sad. Especially when I’m missing people who have passed on.
  • A good book.
  • A poem with perfect rhyme and rhythm.
  • Finding something that was lost.
  • Fixing something that was broken.
  • A good movie.
  • Getting together with friends.
  • Looking at people’s vacation photos. Is that weird? I wish I could travel.
  • Getting to hug and kiss my grandbabies.
  • Finishing a puzzle.
  • Antiques.
  • Heirlooms.
  • My family.
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Lost in a Good Book

When I’m under the influence of a well-written book, nothing else exists. I’d gladly give up eating, sleeping, and taking care of my family if I could just stay under the spell of the magical words.

When I was about seven years old, I borrowed a book from the library ( I wish I could remember the name of that book) that captured my interest like nothing before it. It was about a girl who lived in a small town near a river (I lived in a small town near a river!), and the descriptions of the setting and the characterization of the girl were so vivid that I believed I had met her during my wanderings around my town. When I finished the book, I told my mother I was going to go look for the girl, because I wanted to be friends with her. My mother nodded and said, “Okay,” probably happy that I was going outside. (It was a different time; the kids in my neighborhood often left the house in the morning and went exploring all day with our mothers’ blessings.)

After a couple of hours of searching, I realized that, as real as the girl seemed, she was a character in a story. The book had undoubtedly been written years earlier, so even if she had been an actual person, she would be a teen or even a grownup by now. And she could have lived by a different river in a different state. I trudged home, disappointed that I couldn’t enter into the story; it was over.

Wonder by R.J. Palacio; My Name is Barbra, by Barbra Streisand; Station 11 by Emily St. John Mandel. These are all books that made me lose track of time. When I was forced to do some other urgent thing, all I could think about was how soon could I get back to my book. I was addicted. I wanted to abide in the worlds of the stories, to know the characters more deeply, to ponder what I might have done in their shoes. Turning the last page was almost painful, a loss. I wanted more.

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Review of Autopsy by Patricia Cornwell

Autopsy is the 25th installment of the Kay Scarpetta novels. It came out in 2021, and it was the last book I read that year. I didn’t review it then, and I had to reread it to review it now, because I’d forgotten so much of it.

Forensic pathologist Scarpetta has returned to a former position, Chief Medical Examiner of Virginia. Her husband, Benton Wesley, is now a forensic psychologist with the Secret Service. Readers who have ever worked for an incompetent boss will sympathize with Scarpetta, whose predecessor was a former student of hers (and a poor one at that) and is now her superior.

In the course of the novel, Kay conducts three autopsies (two carried out under her direction by two astronauts in space in a secret orbiting laboratory) and revisits one done during her absence (that was ruled an accidental death but she suspects was actually a murder). The deaths are all connected, and the plot is complex and multi-layered.

To make matters worse, early on, Kay is almost killed when she tastes a wine that was gifted to her by the Secretary General of Interpol, with whom she had a meeting months ago.

Other beloved characters in the series also figure prominently in the book. Pete Marino, Kay’s former police officer/investigative partner, and his wife, who is Kay’s sister Dorothy, have also moved nearby. Kay hires Marino as a consultant to assist her with her investigations, and they fall back into their comfortable collaborative work relationship.

Dorothy’s daughter, Lucy, lives in Kay’s guesthouse. Lucy is a computer genius, a master of all things technological, and works in some capacity for the government, but I can’t figure out for which agency, maybe the Secret Service, like Benton. Sadly, Lucy’s partner Janet and their son Desi died during the Covid-19 pandemic, and Lucy spends hours on the computer consulting an AI entity with Janet’s image.

There’s a lot going on in this book — corporate espionage, experiments in space, an annoying television reporter who keeps hounding Kay, the murder from months ago that Kay’s boss does not want her to investigate, and by Chapters 37 and 38, Kay mistrusts her own abilities as an investigator. Is she on the wrong track? What is she missing?

As in many of Cornwell’s books, the action covers only a few days. Kay’s work is exhausting. It’s interesting to see how Kay conducts her investigations.

Cornwell has independently studied forensics in depth. She actually worked at the Office of the Chief Medical Examiner of Virginia for 6 years, first as a technical writer and then as a computer analyst. Her experience and detailed research make the work that Kay, Benton, Marino, and Lucy do seem true to life.

I’m a little disappointed with the ending, because two of the murders were perpetrated by a character whom I did not notice in the book. I feel a little cheated. However, Autopsy was still a worthwhile read, even the second time through. Someday I’m going to go back and reread the entire series from beginning to end.

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Flower of the Day: Climbing Over the Wall

Climbing over the wall; cat's claw vine
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In the Meme Time

Some positive memes for you:

Have challenges in your life?

Feeling vulnerable?

Reluctant to take the plunge?

Feel free to share these memes in your social media.

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Review of The Dragonet Prophecy by Tui T. Sutherland

The Dragonet Prophecy is Book 1 of the popular middle grades series Wings of Fire. I read it not because I have any interest in dragon fantasy, but because I wanted to look at top books for that age level.

In the early chapters of the book, I thought the storyline was way too cutesy for me. Dragonets are dragon children. The prophecy is about five dragonets who are destined to end a long-fought war. The presumed dragonets of destiny were stolen from their families when still in their eggs, and are being kept and trained in a cave under the mountain.

The dragonets are tutored in the history and traditions of the dragons, and also in dragon warfare. Most are reluctant about their role. They would much rather be out in the real world. They engineer an escape, which results in their capture by the evil dragon queen, Scarlet, who holds daily gladiator tournaments among her many captives.

The story gets interesting for me when the main character, a dragonet named Clay, tries to get himself out of the terrible situations he’s forced to deal with by not fighting, or at least defending himself and his friends without killing his opponents. I’m concerned about the abundance of violence in this book, but having the readers be privy to Clay’s inner struggles about causing pain to another dragon redeems the book for me. Kids are exposed to all kinds of violence in videogames, but do any games explore other avenues of conflict resolution besides killing your enemy?

I can see how this story could capture the imagination of a middle grader, and despite my original misgivings, I recommend The Dragonet Prophecy.

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