What a precious gift from a reader to an author! Taking the time to buy, read and review their book.
My great thanks to:
Hilary Custance Green (UK), acclaimed author of Surviving the Death Railway and The Green Writing Room blog. An Honest House was her companion during her own book tour:
AN HONEST HOUSE AND AN ALBRIZIA
I loved Cynthia Reyes’s first Memoir A Good Home, so I picked up the continuing story An Honest House in happy anticipation. This is a book with a perfect title and has been my companion during a more than hectic summer….
I laughed over the Valentine, I wept over Keats, I laughed over ‘a job that pays’. There are few easy-walking meadows in this story, because it is about the mountains and valleys. Among the things that struck me was Cynthia’s insistence on facing up to something we all know – it is never a good time for a difficult or dangerous conversation – and dealing with it so courageously….
Tina of Chase N Chance Ranch (USA), who took An Honest House along on her summer vacation:
Living on a small hobby farm, working part time, having two children who play multiple travel level sports, and trying to fit in a little me time is always a challenge. I figured I would be able to get in at least a chapter or two while away for those 6 days. After the third day, my family threatened to hide my book as I finished it and was starting it over again. I did not want to put it down!!
Read More at: https://chasenchanceranch.wordpress.com/2016/07/26/book-suggestion/
Chip Barkel, realtor and writer (Canada), who made both A Good Home and An Honest House his summer picks:
SUMMER READING: CYNTHIA REYES’S A GOOD HOME & AN HONEST HOUSE
“Ambercroft Farm, the sign out front said. Hamlin was on a first name basis with the grand old farmhouse right from the start, calling it Ambercroft. For years, I didn’t call it anything at all. The tall, two-story Victorian house seemed sealed off from the rest of the neighbourhood. Within a solid wooden fence and gates, massive maples waved big leafy arms. Pines and dense blue-green spruces soared. A cedar hedge ran the length of the property on one side. This was a private place, sure of its personality and power.”
I often think as I walk through neighbourhoods that behind every shuttered window is a story. Often those stories are ones only the walls and maybe a few select people ever witness. For some a house is a sanctuary, but when life presents a crisis….
Chip, Tina and Hilary: I thank you all.
Note to Readers:
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