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.
Dreams And Escapes 
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