As I finished this book by Kate Morton, I am literally speechless. I am having a hard time putting my thoughts into words as my mind has been on an expedition to complete this fantastic book. Morton takes her reading audience on a journey that can be equated to the Maze that is so many times talked about in The Forgotten Garden.
The journey that I took to start and complete this book was
nothing short of fate. My sister in law
Anne suggested this book to me what seems like a very long time ago. She was reading it for her book club and I
believe that it was her first pick. I
remember how much she loved it and I mentally placed it on my to-read
list. Then not too long after that a
friend of a friend sent me about 7 books that I put on my shelf with hopes of
reading them in the future. Then my
friend Renae who had read a book by Morton before wanted to read this book
together, not knowing that I already own it, Renae purchased it on her Kindle. Many months go by, the stack of free books
forgotten, moved and unpacked. Then Sam
Taylor picks The Forgotten Garden as the May book club book. Even though I am no longer a member, I still
try to stay up to date on what’s being read.
So I finally picked it up. It
took me over a month to read, with some TV to distract me and I listened to 2
books in the middle, but finally I got the reading bug and completed over 250
pages in 24 hours (which is a lot for me).
With all of that coming at me, it was fate that got me to read this book
and I will treasure it as a great read that I will refer back to for years to
come. I have already given it as a suggested
read and I can’t wait for someone to read it and for this story to stay alive
in other readers.
The story starts off very confusing. With several different characters and
different time lines, but the way Morton sews the themes and plots together is
nothing less than magical. It is authors
like Morton that make me lament that I will never be as great as her and
several others that I have read. Some
books inspire me to write because they are easy reads and I think, “Dang, I can
do that and better.” Then there are stories that break my heart because I know
that I will never be able to spin a story with so much heartache and love and
mystery that it warms and breaks the reader’s hearts at the same time. This is one of those stories.
I cannot go into the plot without spoilers, I dare not ruin
one aspect of this story, therefore you will have to do without. I will just leave you with one thought.
I loved Eliza. Her
entire story was incredibly interesting.
Every time I type something about her story it is riddled with spoilers,
so when you read the book, just know that I loved Eliza. My heart is always joined with authors or
readers. Anyone who can spend their time
enjoying a good book, or writing stories for fun is a favorite character for
me.
I will leave you with a quote from the book, Keep Reading my
Friends!
**Cassandra couldn’t help herself. She curled up on her side in the center of
the camp bed. It was the perfect place
for reading, cool and quiet and secret.
Cassandra always hid when she read, though she never quite knew
why. It was as if she couldn’t shake the
guilty suspicion that she was being lazy, that surrendering herself so
completely to something so enjoyable must surely be wrong.**
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