The Adventure Continues.....

Katherine Woodfine’s 'The Mystery of the Jewelled Moth' embroils the fabulous foursome in their second adventure and builds a stronger relationship between the four friends who are now willing to risk their safety for each other. Like the first book in the series which I reviewed in my previous post, this too has a beautiful cover: a silver-embossed one this time! The story is sprinkled with more of the winsome illustrations that adorned the first book and peppered with quaint etiquette excerpts. 

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The action takes place in the East End of London where young Mei resides in China Town. She has grown up listening to her grandfather’s stories about the English rogue who stole the Moonbeam Diamond from an ancient temple in China. Her family are the guardians of the Diamond and her grandfather regrets not being able to restore the diamond to its rightful place in the temple. Meanwhile, a lot of debutantes are visiting Sinclair’s and among them is Veronica Whiteley, an heiress to nothing less than a diamond mine!  She hires Lilian and Sophie to find a stolen broach, the Jewelled Moth, gifted to her by an ardent admirer. 

Illustration from The Mystery of the Jewelled Moth by Julia Sarda

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When Mei, her brother Song, and our quartet of Lilian, Sophie, Billy, and Joe cross paths, they resolve to find the missing broach only to find the Baron behind it all. The Baron retains his anonymity all through and while the second book does bring to light some astonishing connections between him and Sophie, we are yet to discover his true identity. How is the Baron connected to Sophie? Who is he? Will we ever find out? Not till late in the series, am guessing.

Braveheart Sophie with her grace reminds me of a much-loved character Sara Crewe from ‘A Little Princess’ who dealt with difficult circumstances in a similar spirit. Lilian with her derring-do attitude is often a catalyst that plunges the friends right in the thick of action. Aspiring detective Billy with his knowledge of ciphers, code-breaking, and detection practices provides the voice of reason. Joe has had the toughest time of all and yet struggles honorably to rise above his fears and prove his commitment to his friends.  

This new series- warm, humorous, and engrossing- with two dauntless Lady Detectives at the helm ably supported by their clever and brave male companions in all they do, is truly a very pleasurable trip down memory lane! Those long summer days spent embroiled in enthralling adventures and intriguing mysteries. I so need to know who the Baron is! Can’t wait for Sophie and Lil’s next adventure which promises to be out in early 2017. 

Fabulous Friends and Frightful Foes

Every once in a while I feel a strong urge to read the kind of books I enjoyed as a child. Put it down to feeling burdened by adulthood sometimes or the cosy nostalgia they arouse, I happily reach out for these books knowing they can wield magic and instantly take me back to those carefree childhood days with just the flip of a page. Those days of devouring Nancy Drew mysteries and a multitude of Enid Blyton’s series with adventure, picnics, and boarding schools blended into a captivating whole: the Famous Five, Secret Seven, and suchlike. 

When I heard of a new children’s author who promised a roller-coaster ride into the world of steadfast friends out to solve perplexing mysteries, I couldn’t resist humoring the inner child in me. And, I was not the least bit disappointed! Katherine Woodfine’s debut novel ‘The Mystery of the Clockwork Sparrow’ is a delightful romp through Edwardian London of the early 1900s and places the fabulous foursome (in this case) in the middle of exciting adventures with the Sinclair’s Department Store as their common meeting ground. While fighting dastardly villains, breaking codes, and relishing iced buns, the four friends try to do ‘the right thing’.

In addition, the book has a beautiful cover: a gold-embossed one dressed with quirky illustrations that infuse a lot of fun and invite you to step inside an enchanting world. Just look at this adorable cover! Would you not want to hold the book in your hands and trace the illustrations with your fingers? 

Welcome to the Sinclair’s Department Store! Located in Piccadilly and London’s largest shopping destination with over 100 departments, this is a ‘unique modern emporium open to the world’. Explore 8 floors of shopping goodies that can fulfil the desires of every mortal. Go beyond shopping and lose yourself in the experience of unparalleled luxury, gourmet dining, and exclusive lounges. After reading about this dream of a store, I couldn't help but wish for a Sinclair's where I live.

It is in this soon-to-be-opened haunt of London’s elite that recently orphaned Sophie applies for a job and starts to work for the Millinery department. Having lived a life in many ways similar to what her customers enjoy, Sophie bravely adjusts to the change in fortune and with remarkable resilience resolves to do her best as a shop girl. While working at Sinclair’s she befriends mannequin (fashion model in today’s times) Lilian Rose and porter Billy. She is also kind to vagrant Joe who is on the run from a dangerous gang 'Baron’s Boys' and is later provided shelter by Billy.

But soon things turn topsy-turvy when Sinclair’s is burgled of precious jewellery and a unique gem-studded clockwork sparrow. Sophie is placed under suspicion having entered the premises after closing time and is soon fired. Sophie’s misfortune propels her friends to prove her innocence and thus is born the fabulous foursome! Sophie, Lilian, Billy, and Joe unite to use their detective prowess and are soon chasing clues which lead them to none other than the Baron. But who is the Baron? No one has seen him and no one knows his real name. Will the four friends be able to prove Sophie's innocence?

I thoroughly enjoyed joining Sophie and her friends as they navigated their way to the truth while learning to be responsible and astute, and much admired their loyalty to each other. I have the second book lying in wait on my bedside table and am totally ready to embark on the next adventure in this light-hearted series, so adroitly laced with humor and lovingly wrapped in kinship.

My Rights as a Reader!

“You can’t make someone read. Just like you can’t make them fall in love, or dream.”

Books about books are my favorite type of books! You will know this if you go here and here. I have just finished Daniel Pennac’s delightful book ‘The Rights of the Reader’ and am so mad at myself for letting it remain in my TBR pile for years. A gift for having won a book blog contest hosted by a friend some six years ago, it has lain quietly on my bedside table waiting its turn.
I thank ‘whatever’ it was that made me finally pick it up as my lament for lost time will now be confined to these six years.

In a friendly and warm conversational tone, Pennac invites us to explore our love for reading and why for some of us it dies an early death. First and foremost, reading is a choice. While some of us regard it as sustenance for the soul, there are many who can do without reading and not feel they are missing a thing. I may fall into the former category but I have plenty of very special friends who fall in the latter and their being non-readers doesn’t make me like them any less. Just as finding me with my nose in a book, almost all the time, doesn’t make me any less acceptable to them.

In his absolutely adorable book, Pennac defends the simple act of reading for pleasure. Reading not because we have to, but because we want to. Each chapter rings a bell and I recognised so many truths that we bury as we grow up and start reading more for a purpose than for the sheer joy of it. Interspersed with quirky and fun illustrations by Quentin Blake, flipping the pages of this book is unadulterated enjoyment and at the same time evokes meaningful introspection.

And, let’s not forget Pennac’s greatest gift of all- The Rights of The Reader.

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Here are My Rights as a Reader:

1.       The Right Not to Read

Reading doesn’t have to become a daily habit. If I don’t feel like reading on a particular day, well I won’t. In fact, I have often swung between 24 hour reading marathons and absolute abstinence from books for at least 3 days. I read when I want and if I want.

2.       The Right to Skip

Just want to follow choice characters and not go through pages on pages of descriptions about places, food, weather, and clothes? Go ahead. No one is insisting that we read every page. I used to feel guilty about doing this when I was younger but with age my preferences have found their groove and if I find some bits of a novel boring I just jump to the part that excites me. Of course if I found large bits of a novel boring I would just dump it which brings me to my next right.

3.       The Right Not to Read a Book

At times I start a book with great anticipation and interest but as I go further into the story I just feel burdened. The connection I thought would be built seems to have fizzled out even before it can truly form. It’s time then to admit that the book was a mistake. However, I never regret these mistakes for it is only by exploring many many authors, and genres, and writing styles that I have been able to identify my preferences. Now that I know my taste, the chances of DNFing a book have also lessened.

4.       The Right to Read it Again

Loved a book? Want to read it again? Well, why not? Reading a favorite as many times as I want is a sure thing with me. For that matter, I couldn’t tell you how many times I have read Pride and Prejudice even if I wanted. I have simply lost count!

5.        The Right to Read Anything

You like reading purely escapist thrillers but would rather say you prefer literary fiction. Why pretend? There are many in this world who loved the ‘Twilight’ trilogy and devoured the ‘Fifty Shades of Grey’ trilogy even if you didn’t. They have the right to read what they want. The good part is so do you! While there are good novels and bad novels, forcing yourself to stay away from the bad novels is just going to lure you to the forbidden fruit. Alongside the burger, I take time to enjoy the Chef’s special. In time, I hope, I may just find myself completely off junk food. If not, I do like burgers quite a bit.

6.       The Right to Mistake a Book for Real Life

At times, I have over-identified with certain characters and their circumstances and felt a book was totally written for me. With passing years, this excitement of being swept away completely by a book has mellowed down and I look back with amused fondness at my infatuation for some book which I would not touch today with a barge pole. But reading it was fun then, and remembering those days is fun now.

7.       The Right to Read Anywhere

I read while commuting to work, in airport lounges, in flights, in trains, in cabs, while standing, while sitting, and at times when I lay down for a while. I can even remember finishing a Stephen King novel while climbing the stairs! I read wherever I want and whenever I want.

8.       The Right to Dip In

I enjoy picking up books randomly from my bookshelf and letting them open on any page. I may then read a sentence, or a paragraph or sometimes the entire page. Often enough, I have flipped pages only to whimsically stop at a certain page and just read what it says. If I am in the middle of a breathing-down-my-neck project deadline and do not have the time to drink a novel, I just sip on short stories or excerpts.

9.       The Right to Read Out Loud

As a child, I used to often read out loud and vary my tone taking on the voice of different characters as the story progressed. As an adult, I do not do this. Haven’t really wondered why or when I stopped. But I do appreciate that I have the right to feel the emotions the words convey and speak the words out loud as if the world of the book had come alive for me.

10.    The Right to Be Quiet

For some books that I read I find myself unable to or do not wish to explain, review, discuss, or opine. A story may affect me too strongly and while I may ‘feel’ the meaning I may not really ‘know’ the meaning of what I read. For example, I always feel the need to be quiet after I read any of Khalid Hosseini’s novels. And I have every right to keep my reasons for reading a book, and my feelings about the book to myself if I so wish.

 Have you exercised all your rights?

Nobody Quite Like The Book People

A.J. Fikry, the persnickety bookseller, in one of the most charming books I have read recently, remarks on how difficult it is to write about things we love. Which is why you will find this review going all over the place and still not fully convey much of what I felt, inhaled, appreciated while reading Gabrielle Zevin’s The Collected Works of A.J. Fikry.

We are not quite novels……. We are not quite short stories…… In the end we are collected works…..He has read enough to know there are no collections where each story is perfect. Some hits. Some misses.

Books can take us wherever we want to go. There are those that take us to exotic and amazing places on this planet and beyond: where we meet adventure, excitement, and danger. And, then there are some that bring us home. No matter where I go seeking thrills, it is home where my soul nestles in belongingness. Reading ‘The Collected Works of A.J. Fikry’ is like coming home. Betwixt its pages, booklovers will share the lives of characters they can identify with, hear their thoughts, and spend time with those who will soon become their book best-friends. Also, books that talk about books and reading, or have anything to do with both, have a coveted place on my reading list.

A.J. Fikry is the central character and owner of a Victorian purple cottage over which hangs the sign:

Island Books

                                            No Man is an Island. Every Book is a World.

Contrary to the signature statement of his bookstore, A.J. has become an island after losing his wife in a road accident and isolating himself from his friends, relatives, and the community. Into the life of this lonely man in his late-thirties, steps in 2 year old Maya, a baby girl abandoned in his bookstore. She comes with a note addressed to the bookstore owner that shares the mother’s wish for her daughter to grow up ‘in a place with books and among people who care about those kind of things’. Before he knows it A. J. has become a ‘Daddy’!

He gets by with a little help from his friends: the soft-hearted tough cop Lambiase, writer Daniel Price, his sister-in-law and Daniel’s wife Ismay, and Amelia, the sales rep of a publishing company and later his lady love. How will life turn out for this eclectic bunch? Will they discover the truth behind Maya's abandonment? Will A.J. and Maya find happiness together? How well do we really know those whom we profess to know?

A.J.  is quite an oddball who grows on you with time. I started with a slightly indifferent attitude towards him and wasn’t very invested in his future or his 'Fikrisms' ; then slowly, unknowingly, without any conscious effort on my part, I found myself looking forward to what he had to say next.

“….my latter-day reaction speaks to the necessity of encountering stories at precisely the right time in our lives. Remember, Maya: the things we respond to at twenty are not necessarily the same things we will respond to at forty and vice versa. This is true in books and also in life.”

“If something is good and universally acknowledged to be so, this is not reason enough to dislike it.”

It didn’t take me long to want him to come out of his shell and grab his chance of happiness with Amelia. His idiosyncrasies only added to my slow-in-building but sure fondness for him.  He favours short stories, has decided preferences in reading which govern what he stocks at Island Books, and strongly dislikes apocalyptic settings, post mortem narrators, magic realism, genre mash-ups, YA, and all things vampire! (I think it was the dislike for vampires which touched a chord: can't stand books with vampires either, excepting Dracula)

While I adored Maya, and learned to like A.J, it was Lambiase, the cop and host of Chief’s Choice book club, who won my heart with his concern for and acceptance of others. Amelia, who wears nail paint in accordance with her mood and always reads the whimsical names that the nail paint bottles carry for each shade, was a perfect partner for A.J. I was sad for Ismay at having to go through the pain of infidelity but wanted her to take a stronger stand in defining her life and make better choices. In this, she disappointed me for the majority of the book. Daniel Price was a classic narcissist and I felt nothing but disgust for his weak will, self-centredness, and womanizing ways. For a sedate tale, this book arouses surprisingly strong emotions!

Populated with engaging characters, a quirky bookstore, and a warm community, this book blends humor, philosophy, fate, and the unpredictability of life into a delicious hot chocolate that slides down lovingly to reach your soul while warming your heart, and leaves a lasting aftertaste.

In the tradition of The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society, and 84 Charing Cross Road (two of my all-time favorites), the book grips us not because of the plot (nothing twisty, or chilling, or thrilling, or scary happens) or the pace (which chugs along at best) but for that coveted element of genuine connection with other humans, the inclusion of which makes a story special and memorable. The lyrical language and literary references to books and writers adds greatly to its appeal and those with a love of reading will find much to treasure in this touching tale that shares complex conundrums disguised in simple words. 

Before I end the post, worded by none other than my favorite cop Lambiose, here’s a toast to the book people!

“I’ve seen movie people on vacation and I’ve seen music people and news people, too. There isn’t nobody in the world like book people. It’s a business of gentlemen and gentlewomen.”