I’ve had quite mixed thoughts on this one. Before picking up The Japanese Lover I had only ever read one other book by Isabel Allende, years ago. But The House of the Spirits had left such an impression on me that I think I set my expectations absurdly high for my next foray into Allende’s body of work. Considering the two novels were written decades apart, “bookending” Allende’s career, if you will, it’s hardly a shock that they’re so very different.
“So, what kind of books do you like to read?”
If there’s one question I dread, it’s this particular chestnut. I get asked this about once a week, and inevitably find myself mumbling something along the lines of: “uh… I’ll read anything.”
Published in 2016, The Power has quickly swept up its fair share of accolades. With the support of Margaret Atwood and a nod from President Obama, this book hardly needs help from little old me. But I’m about to give it a glowing review anyway, and make it my first book review of this blog at that, because it has proven to be one of my most powerful reading experiences of the past few months.
So begins my career as a blogger. We’ll see how long it lasts. I’m a technophobe and something of a curmudgeon (the “old lady” of my friend group), so I’ve always thought that blogging, like most internet activities, has the whiff of narcissism about it. But I never claimed not to be a narcissist, so as far as I can see it there’s nothing hypocritical about my starting this blog.