In My Library: The House of Memories by Monica McInerney

The House of Memories

Last night I finished reading Monica McInerney’s latest book, The House of Memories.

I was a tad nervous about reading this book–sad subjects are really not my preferred storyline. But I know what a wonderful storyteller Monica is and therefore I entered the world of Ella and her family feeling safe in Monica’s hands.

There are sad moments, yes. But they are handled with such skill and sensitivity that in no way will you be left feeling bludgeoned or overwhelmed. It’s a beautiful book, executed perfectly. A very clever, touching and deep book, one that will resonate with you for long after the last page.

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Me and Monica

Me and Monica

Are you a Monica McInerney fan? If not yet, you need to be! Seriously. I had the immense pleasure of meeting one of my women’s fiction literary heroes last weekend at Mary Ryan’s in Noosa, when Monica dropped in as part of her current book tour to promote her new book, The House of Memories.

I first stumbled across Monica’s writing when I picked up an audio book at my local library. That book was her first novel, A Taste for It, and I’ve been an avid fan ever since. So far, my favourites have been At Home with the Templetons and Those Faraday Girls, both terrific (and large!) reads. Call me miserly but I do love some good value out of a book 😉

I have The House of Memories on standby for the moment while I finish my current book — I am an appallingly slow reader, not the best asset for a reader and writer, but I like to think I indulge in quality, not quantity and that’s why I know without a shadow of a doubt that Monica’s new book will be well worth waiting for.

Monica is still touring around Australia and if you’d like to catch up with her, visit her website for tour details. Oh, and did I mention how delightful and sweet she is? And funny? And a great speaker?

Do yourself a favour… go visit Monica and grab a copy of The House of Memories. Now. Do not pass go. Do not delay!

Happy birthday to me

It’s my birthday. Hooray! Officially I am 33 but I am claiming back the GST and am therefore only 30. Again.

I am a big fan of making birthday celebrations last for at least one week and if you can get longer out of it all the better. And it’s just as well because I find myself sick on my birthday. 

So as my celebrations started last week and continue into the coming weekend my day today will be spent doing anything that involves lying down. I have DVDs and a great new book (Those Faraday Girls by Australian author Monica McInerney) that is delightfully long and could easily contain two whole novels: great value that one! I picked it up in Perth airport a few days ago on my way home from swimming with the dolphins in Bunbury–an early birthday treat.

Perhaps this is why am now ill. Perhaps too much celebrating can be a bad thing?

No. On second thoughts that cannot possibly be true. The more joy and fun in all of our lives the better and not just on our birthdays. I invite you all to do something celebratory today too. Just because.

So happy birthday to me and pass another round of cake over–the nausea is just about to clear 🙂