Tuesday, December 7, 2010
The Expat Book Club
As I was packing my bags to return to Luxembourg this past August, I reviewed my bookshelf at home to see if there were any unread books I could take back with me.
And that is how I re-connected with Still Life by A.S. Byatt. I bought this book six years ago at Mac's, a used bookshop next to one of my favorite Cleveland restaurants. It was a mere $5 and quoted Toni Morrison's review on the back cover, so I figured it was a no-brainer.
I tried reading it, but for whatever reason, I never finished. As I was reading it this past month, I was glad I had waited a few years to really delve into this story. When I was 18 years old, I could have never imagined relating so profoundly to the main character from this book moving to France, being confused and turned around by a new culture, only to come out on the other side lovingly appreciating all its quirks.
This book is actually much more than just a little jaunt to France (she only spends the first quarter of the book there), but about figuring out life and all it's twists and turns.
It's great really.