Yay, I didn’t take an afternoon shuteye just to finish Letters from Skye. It took me more than two days (on and off reading) to finish the book. Since it was my first book of Jessica Brockmole, I really didn’t know what to expect, there is nothing to compare it with previous books she has written . What a nice surprise because I enjoyed it. Pen pals, making friends through letters, finding love in an exchange of words and thoughts – you would think it is an old-fashioned way to communicate, right? Compared to the modern way of communicating nowadays, you would even say it is boring but it’s 1912 and 1940 fused together and the historical aspect makes it more poignant because letters are the only means one could get through.
I could not remember reading a book without a dialogue except letters. It is an epistolary novel. It must be hard to write something like it without losing the plot of the story and getting the message across to the reader. Thoughts of Mary Oliver’s writings entered my mind while reading it and I was hoping the author would give examples of what Elspeth Dunn wrote about, she was a poet and poets are dear to my heart. Come to think of it, I was tempted to jot down some quotes as I usually do with other books that I read but I didn’t want to lose the momentum, excited enough on what the answer would be to the last mailed letter. Imagine the thrill and joy of receiving one, the anticipation of knowing that there is something to look forward to. The story is common enough but the way it was told made it a fascinating read. I would not attempt to make a real book review here with the story summarized in chronological order. Find it for yourself if you are also fond of writing and receiving letters. Yes, there are quotes that comes to mind.
“You’re my breath, my light, the one my heart flies towards.”
“A book is like a garden carried in the pocket.”
“… that a letter isn’t always just a letter. Words on page can drench the soul.”
It was worth the two cups of coffee I consumed just so I could finish the book. There is that feeling that reading a love story once in a while is an afternoon delight.
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Woke up this morning to the persistent sound of my son’s cellphone which he left inside my room last night. Gosh, it was 4am. I tried to sleep a few hours more but it was a useless exercise. I guess, it is a perfect time to visit this blog, the internet connection is quite fast. The rest of the world (from our end) must still be asleep.
Wow, a hot cup of coffee with hot pan de sal to boot. A few minutes ago, I braved the five-minute walk to our neighborhood bakery to buy pan de sal. It is a bread roll that is a staple in most Filipino families’ breakfast. You can pair it with scrambled eggs, coco jam or what we call matamis na bao, slivers of cheese or even sautéed sardines. Take your pick, it goes well with everything. I’ve long wanted to learn to bake pan de sal but it is more practical to buy it.
I went back to reading e-books , discovering new titles, excited to acquaint myself with new authors. Last night, I started reading Letters From Skye by Jessica Brockmole. It’s my first encounter with the author. Fancy a different approach to writing a book – conveying a story through letters, no dialogue, a perfect spin of two stories fused together. Since I am still in the middle of reading it, I will reserve my five stars later. I love receiving letters, in any form but there is nothing that beats a real one with stamps attached on the envelope with that pasted smile on your face anticipating what’s written inside. It is even exciting when there is no written address and you guess who suddenly thought of you to send a letter by mail. When I was in college, my friend and I used to write letters to each other every single day although we were together at work as student librarians in our university. It was quite fun to write at the back of date due slips while absorbing the silence that a library setting brings. She is now based abroad and we get in touch through private messages on Facebook. Years ago, my sister-in-law gifted me with a complete set of Griffin and Sabine, a trilogy written by Nick Bantock. It is one of the precious collections I have in my small library. In every page, you’ll see a facsimile of a postcard or a letter actually enclosed in an envelope, hand-written letters that excite. Imagine reading a book in real letter format. Reading the trilogy made me more in love with letter-writing.
The rain last night and the gentle drizzle this morning made my plants happy. They are dancing in the rain and I love to dance too.
P.S. WordPress says this is my 1,400th blog entry.
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There is a cold wind blowing
And the leaves dance
The birds are having a holiday
while they sway and sing atop
our bare tree.
My eyes are blinded by the sunlight
But I welcome its warmth.
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Originally posted on Our Precious Bundle of Joy:
Nate turned a year and three months old today. I had a lovely time bonding with him when they came over for a visit. I am simply amazed that he already knows a lot of words. A month ago, he can’t even say Mommy or Daddy properly but now he can even imitate familiar animal sounds like a bark of a dog or the meow of a cat but one thing that stands out always in his vocabulary is the word
“. Every time he sees his pictures which are displayed on our wall, he will always say,
Unlike the previous months when I got so frustrated to take his pictures because he can’t stay in one place, today he seemed to enjoy facing the camera and even made faces. Call his name and he would answer
, a very respectful way of addressing elders. Nissa…
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