Eleanor Wright Wright itibaren Belen, 29700 Belen/Şiran/Gümüşhane, Turkey
I came across this subtle gem some time during grad school, and found myself absolutely drawn to it for reasons I still can't put a finger on. I liked it better than My Antonia, and for different reasons.
v good, v hypernatural and satirical. egalite, fraternite, and liberte. aaaah, globalization - is what i said when i finished the book.
It is 1946 in post-war London. Juliet Ashton is an author tired of writing about the same war stories and is looking for a fresh idea for her next work. She receives a letter from Dawsey Adams a resident on the island of Guernsey who found her name on the fly leaf of a book by Charles Lamb that she had once owned. This starts a series of letters between her and Dawsey who is a member of The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society and the other members of the society. The entertaining and often funny letters about life on Guernsey and events during the German occupation of the island as told to her by members of the society form the basis of this delightful book. My only criticiscm is that it was such a quick read.....I wanted more.
This is a little depressing, but in a good way. Also has a very unexpected (but very cool) message towards the end...