Post by violet on Jul 13, 2006 11:46:30 GMT 10
How could the title NOT have caught my eye? It's by Catherine Goldhammer, and so far, is a lovely read.
It's the story of her life after an amicable divorce from her husband. She has to leave her fabulous house, in a place she calls Hearts-are-Cold, where she "never felt blonde enough or rich enough or well enough dressed".
I suppose I identify with her as we live in a similar-sounding area, where I've always been "different", ie I don't go the hairdresser for a cut and blonde foils every six weeks, nor do I spend my days shopping and playing tennis, or researching Botox and having manicures.
The blurb on the back reads:
"I did not have a year in Provence, or a villa under the Tuscan sun. I did not have a farm in Africa. Instead, my diminished resources dictated a move to a run-down cottage in a honky-tonk town where live bait is sold from vending machines. But, in a town where houses rub elbows, I came to live in a hidden place at the edge of a salt pond, beside a small forest, nine hundred feet from the sea. In a town where everyone knows everything, I came to live in a place no one knows exists."
The chickens in the title refer to the half-dozen chicks she bought her daughter which sort of pulled them through the changes in their lives.
Anyone else read this?
It's the story of her life after an amicable divorce from her husband. She has to leave her fabulous house, in a place she calls Hearts-are-Cold, where she "never felt blonde enough or rich enough or well enough dressed".
I suppose I identify with her as we live in a similar-sounding area, where I've always been "different", ie I don't go the hairdresser for a cut and blonde foils every six weeks, nor do I spend my days shopping and playing tennis, or researching Botox and having manicures.
The blurb on the back reads:
"I did not have a year in Provence, or a villa under the Tuscan sun. I did not have a farm in Africa. Instead, my diminished resources dictated a move to a run-down cottage in a honky-tonk town where live bait is sold from vending machines. But, in a town where houses rub elbows, I came to live in a hidden place at the edge of a salt pond, beside a small forest, nine hundred feet from the sea. In a town where everyone knows everything, I came to live in a place no one knows exists."
The chickens in the title refer to the half-dozen chicks she bought her daughter which sort of pulled them through the changes in their lives.
Anyone else read this?
