Excellent story of two women learning to cope with losses and grief. Vivian is the obituary writer- a profession that she turns to after the great earthquake in San Francisco and the loss of her beloved, David. Alternately, Claire is a young mother and wife, pregnant and feeling trapped by a husb...
My only disappointment in this book is that I picked it up immediately following the completion of reading her book "The Knitting Circle". I was so touched by "The Knitting Circle" that I blindly picked up another Ann Hood book from the library. I was a little disappointed to find that our main c...
Le he dado cuatro estrellas por que me ha gustado mucho como esta reflejado en las familias todo lo que gira alrededor de la búsqueda de un bebé; la esperanza, la ilusión, el dolor, el miedo. El libro me ha enganchado tanto por la diversidad de sus personajes y sus vidas, tan diferentes y con el ...
Although I hoped to enjoy the story line of this book, I ended up being very disappointed. I work in the adoption field and fear that readers get a very wrong idea about what it's like to pursue an international adoption. The points I would like to make about this book are:~ families are never ...
Author Ann Hood learned to knit when she was grieving the death of her young daughter, and has been a knitter ever since. Here she has gathered accounts by several fellow authors about their experiences with knitting. Along with the pleasure of fashioning something lovely and useable, many acco...
Somewhere Off the Coast of Maine by Ann Hood3 women who grew up in the late 60's their children are now of age in the 80's.Starts off with Sparrow (Susan) and her mother Susanne who is constantly asking about her real father, pictures, lifestyle etc.Rebecca has no friends and she thinks it's beca...
Oh, how I wanted to like this. Coming from a large Sicilian family second generation, I looked forward to such a story as the blurb on the book described - a multi generational tale about Josephine Rimaldi, who married at fourteen in the old country, came to America, had children, and her life - ...
Every once in a great while, I stumble on a book that I was not only meant to read, but I was also meant to read it right that moment. And our meeting up seems so haphazard and coincidental.I bemoaned around the start of the new year that I had nothing to read in my to be read pile. And so I spen...
Acclaimed author Ann Hood brings Scholastic her first YA novel. A twelve year old girl's quest for faith and understanding, in the face of ballet, her parents' divorce, and a move to a new town. Madeline's struggle to understand the world around her will resonate with readers of all ages.
Looking at her characters as if through a pair of binoculars, Ann Hood captures the extraordinary in the ordinary. A pregnant woman left by her husband cooks obsessively to cope with her loss, but never tastes a morsel. In an attempt to stay sober, a young alcoholic seduces her priest and embarks...
But she supposed the best way to start was at her computer with a Google search. As she typed in Rosalind Arden’s name, she hoped that an obituary would not pop up on the screen. How would she ever explain that to the book group? Did you mean Rosaline Arden? Google asked her. Apparently, Rosaline...
With her headaches and sleepiness, she mostly stayed in bed. All the royal children visited her, and even Paki stopped by every morning, but she grew too tired to do much more than listen to their reports about life in Honolulu and around the court. Felix split his time between sitting at his sis...
The leaves on the trees along Bellevue Avenue began to turn red and gold and orange, and the tourists who clogged the streets all summer were gone, taking with them the traffic and crowds. For most children, October in Newport was idyllic. But not for Maisie and Felix Robbins. They wanted to be b...
She and Felix did board the Imperial yacht, Standart, along with Alex Andropov and the entire royal family. Even though Felix looked anxious, Maisie decided to stay mad at him. Anastasia and Maria were both stuck to him like Velcro, so Maisie explored the yacht by herself. ...
News about the battle had already spread, and by the time they rode back to camp, everyone knew that Curly had saved Hump, one of the most honored and most ferocious warriors in their tribe. Arrows, they’d been told, seemed to bounce off Curly. He had killed two Arapaho up close, scalping them ea...
I ride the cable cars again and again, paying four dollars each time. She is fourteen and gets a thrill hanging off the side of the car as it plunges down San Francisco’s steep hills. She says it is like flying, and indeed the wind does pick up her Esprit scarf, the one decorated with purple and ...
And those new students were twins. Felix watched as the new girl walked down the aisle, directly to Lily Goldberg’s empty seat. He almost shouted for her to sit somewhere else, as if he could hold that seat for Lily, as if Lily might come back from Cleveland. But Felix knew that was ridiculous. H...
She is the author of the bestselling novels The Knitting Circle, The Red Thread, and The Obituary Writer. Her memoir, Comfort: A Journey Through Grief, was named one of the top ten nonfiction books of 2008 by Entertainment Weekly and was a New York Times Editors’ Choice. Her other novels include ...
The next day, Maisie and Felix were invited to walk in the Grand Procession. They would wear their masks and costumes—a black hat and coat for Felix, a long red velvet dress with lacing across the bodice for Maisie. Felix, of course, didn’t like his costume. At all. “It’s ...
CARMINE KNEW THIS. But still. Still at night, to calm the images of that day in France in 1918, he summoned Eva Peretsky. Eva Peretsky was only six years ago, right before he left for the war, but she seemed a million years ago. Too much had happened since that weekend in Coney Island and tonight...
Now!” Meelie screamed. Felix did do something. He let go of the steering wheel and covered his eyes. And just like he’d heard people say happened right before you died, his life flashed before him. Almost like a home movie, he saw himself as a very little boy. He remembere...
Where are we now? Maisie wondered as she struggled to get her bearings. It was dark and smelled like the produce stand at the natural food market. She pushed her arms upward and struggled to the surface, moving the small, hard grains that surrounded her out of the way as she did. Was she in a san...
But already in the eastern sky, Felix could see the sun starting to come up. Soon Harry would be awake, doing his push-ups and sit-ups and what he called calisthenics. Harry had told Felix that he believed the thing that would make him famous someday was his self-discipline. “My fingers aren’t me...