working on a binding... still have a couple bindings to do after this one... bindings: my nemesisIt’s Friday evening. I waited until now to write my Friday Books log, because I was hoping I could say that I finished my book. I’m close to done, but I just didn’t take any time today to read.
I am inundated with quilt bindings and hanging sleeves, so I didn’t set aside any reading time. Oh, I did take time to go get a haircut today. Then it was right back to bindings.
I am almost done with Long-Shining Waters by Danielle Sosin. I am going to give you my report on it, assuming I’ll easily finish it when I take the time to sit down and read (probably bed time).
The book is the story of three women who live along Lake Superior in three different centuries. They all live on the Minnesota side of the lake, which is the towns and sites with which I am familiar and which came up in one of the women’s life story. Each woman experiences a tragedy of some sort. They each have to deal with it and with life after the fact.
The chapters alternate between the women. For example, chapter one is in the early 17th century, chapter two is in the 20th, and chapter three is in the 21st. Then the chapters bounce around between the three centuries. By reading each story concurrently, the reader gets a view of the similar theme of women dealing with their ups and downs, minor and major, over the years. I tried not to feel too jolted when each chapter bounced to another story. With the stories inter-mixed, I felt a kinship between the three women, even though they would never know of each other.
Overall I liked it and would give this book 4 stars. It was a Christmas gift from my sister, and I’m glad I read this fun book.
2 comments:
Carol, I just wrote a post about bindings--there's a link to a cool video. I have a whole new attitude about them. You might want to check it out at quiltfever.wordpress.com
Looking at photo, I was thinking what is that cool looking piece of test equipment next to the quilt? It looked like one of the spectrum analyzers we had at work. Click on the photo. Oh hell its a sewing machine. Cool! Sewing machines have come a long way since my grandmother's treadle Singer.
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