Last week I was a little dismissive of this book, because it has a boring title. I stick by my criticism of the title but it doesn’t matter. It is seriously one of my favorite reads of the year. It jumps between two stories: one love story just before World War II, and another one during the 60s. It’s got Nazis, Jews, glamour, a harrowing escape, a family that looks suspiciously like the Kennedys, buckets of champagne, and WOW is it ever fantastic. Highly, highly recommended. There are two other books about the Schuyler daughters, this is the last of them. But I did not have any problems understanding it, even though I read this out of the proper order.
In my library, Along the Infinite Sea is classified under ‘Historical Fiction,’ which I thought was interesting. I would definitely classify it as the best possible example of a romance. It reminded me a lot of my all-time favorite romance novel, The Shell Seekers by Rosamund Pilcher. One of the iron clad rules of romance writing is that it has to have an HEA: Happily Ever After. Both of these books are more like a BEA. (Bittersweet Ever After, and yes, I made that up.) Maybe you can’t call it romance, but here is something about a happy/sad ending that just kills me.
Speaking of bittersweet romances, have you ever seen this video of Marina Abromovic? She is a performance artist who sat in a room in MoMA, inviting patrons to sit across from her and look into her eyes. One day, her former lover showed up. Their silent interaction is riveting, and also heartbreaking. I love the way he moves his head, and I’m so moved by the look on her face after he’s gone. What do you think she is thinking about, when the next person sits down?
What are you cooking these days? I’m hoping to get to this Sicilian Pizza this week, because I’m tired of my Lazy Mom Pizza (also known as Delivery.)
Hit me up with what you’re reading/thinking/eating. I always love hearing from you!
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