I know when I meet a good book, when I find myself blogging quotations from it. Doerr’s language is wonderfully sensuous and rich. So far, the story of Marie-Laure has resonated more than Werner’s
Color – that’s another thing people don’t expect. In her imagination, in her dreams, everything has color. The museum buildings are beige, chestnut, hazel. It’s scientists are lilac, lemon yellow and fox brown. Piano chords loll in the speaker of the wireless in the guard station, projecting rich blacks and complicated blues down the hall towards the key pound. Church bells send arcs of bronze careening off the windows. Bees are silver; pigeons are ginger and auburn and occasionally golden. The huge cypress trees she and her father pass on their morning walk are shimmering kaleidoscopes, each needle a polygon of light.
“You know how diamonds – how all crystals – grow, Laurette? By adding microscopic layers, a few thousand atoms every month, each atop the next. That’s how stories accumulate too. All the old stories accumulate stories. That little rock you’re so curious about may have seen Alaric sack Rome; it may have glittered in the eyes of Pharoahs. Scythian queens might have danced all night wearing it. Wars might have been fought over it.”
So many books; so little time.
Even before 2015 starts, there are so many which I still have to read from last year … and then ones I got for Christmas!
I am thoroughly enjoying both David Mitchell’s The Bone Clocks and Ali Smith’s How To Be Both, both of which were nominated for the 2014 Man Booker Prize. Not to mention this year’s winner, Richard Flanagan’s The Narrow Road To The Deep North which I’ve not started yet.
I’m also very much looking forward to continuing C. J. Sansom’s newest Shardlake novel, Lamentation which my gorgeous Mrs P. got me for Christmas.
And then there’s The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August by Claire North, The Miniaturist by Jessie Burton and Miss Peregrine’s Home For Peculiar Children by Ransom Riggs all three of which I got for Christmas too!
And then there are the books I’ve not had time to read yet this year and are sat on a shelf or my ereader waiting like an unwanted dog in the pens of a dogs’ home: All The Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr, We Are Completely Beside Ourselves by Karen Jay Fowler, The Martian by Andy Weir, The Book Of Strange New Things by Michael Faber.
And for light relief, I’m still looking forward to Horowitz’ House of Silk and Moriarty!
That is a lot of books lining up… and I’ve not checked yet to see which categories in the reading challenge they might be able to tick off!