So, I have to admit that I have a weakness for pretty books. Right after the school year ended I made a goal to finish off a stack of beautiful books that I had started reading and yet not finished at one point or another. I finished two so far: A Summer of Hummingbirds by Christopher Benfey and The Time it Snowed in Puerto Rico by Sarah McCoy. Alexia picked the first one for me. She said that not only did she think that I would love the gorgeous hummingbirds on the cover, but the words “love,” “art,” and “scandal” would also intrigue me, and did they ever. I really enjoyed all the characters and even Benfey’s, at times desperate attempts of bring them all together through the symbolic hummingbird.
Although to me they are equally beautiful books, I only enjoyed Benfey’s gathering of historical specifics to create a book that reads almost like a novel. Even though I already knew what happened to the characters individually, it was great to read about the symbiotic connections between each other and to the brilliant hummingbird.
As far as The Time it Snowed in Puerto Rico, I almost didn’t finish it. It was a bit choppy, with simple sentences that were anything but clever. McCoy sprinkled Spanish words here and there for authenticity, but even for someone who is fluent in Spanish, the words were distracting.
I am certainly not a book critic, as I have issues with spelling and basic grammar myself. My point is that sometimes even though it is not advised to judge a book by its cover, a book chosen for its attractiveness might be enjoyable and if not, you still have a beautiful cover to sit on your desk. *Judging a book by its cover never applies to people, animals or plants, of course.
The times between readings have been filled with unpacking and creating enameled jewelry. It was an honor to be the guest artist for A Jeweler’s Art in the Paseo Arts District in Oklahoma City. Please excuse the awful photos, as I was in a hurry.
I have a weakness for books in general and especially those with pretty covers. I am always drawn to pick those up to see if I would like to read it. I always think they are like little works of art.
ReplyDeleteI agree Eileen. Even if you don't like the book, it was time exercising the brain and at the end you still have a pretty book for your table. Thank you for visiting my blog.
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