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Reader Laurie Doyle Reviews “Little Bee” by Chris Cleave

I was hooked from the first line of Little Bee, “Most days I wish I was a British Pound coin instead of an African Girl. Everyone would be pleased to see me coming.” Such a sad beginning to a story that is not only sad at times, sweet at times but even political at times. I loved this book. 

The story begins in a refugee center just outside of London. We meet Little Bee there and learn that she is about to be released from the center. We yearn to find out why she is there. In the next part of the story, we meet Sarah, a woman who is dealing with the recent suicide of her husband. She also has a four-year-old son, Charlie, who she is trying to help get through the loss of his father as well. 

Little Bee shows up on Sarah’s doorstep with her late husband’s driver’s license — a very intriguing beginning to the women’s connection. We discover that two years earlier, Little Bee, Sarah and her husband met on a beach in Nigeria. The book builds up to the story of the incident in which Sarah and Little Bee cross paths on the beach. We also learn all about the oil trade in Nigeria and how dangerous areas in that country are because of the oil. I must admit that I knew nothing about Nigeria having oil and the horrible things that have happened to the people of Nigeria because of it. I also must admit that when Sarah and Little Bee recount the horrific tale of their meeting, I was reading it at night and had to put the book down for fear of having nightmares – so I read it first thing in the morning. I don’t want to give too much away here… 

Little Bee arriving on Sarah’s doorstep seems to be trouble at first but quickly turns into salvation for everyone – Sarah, Little Bee and Charlie.  

The author uses the first person narrative throughout the story and alternates chapters between Sarah’s voice and Little Bee’s. 

I found this a very easy read all the way through. I really couldn’t put it down and when I had to, I found myself still thinking of the characters. I was a little disappointed in the ending, though, and would be happy to discuss it with others who have finished the book. 

I really enjoying reading books that take me to places I have not been before. I love when books introduce me to topics that I do not know much about – in this case, Nigeria and the oil trade there. This book helps the reader become more aware of what is happening in a part of the world that we don’t know much about. It also points out how little we are doing to stop the tragedies there. We, the readers, are like Sarah in that we start off unfamiliar with Nigeria and by the end, want to learn more about how we can help the refugees from there. 

All in all, a very interesting read, and one that I am sure readers will enjoy.


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Style: Easygoing, comfortable; my favorite clothing is sweats!!
Substance: Animals are my passion, from elephants to dogs ...
Soul: Favorite quote that says it all for me: “The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated." - Mahatma Gandhi


Reader Mare Henderson Reviews “American Taliban” by Pearl Abraham

“But knowing yourself makes you wise.” – American Taliban

American Taliban opens with the reader embarking on a journey through a normal Americanized Lilly Pulitzer pink and green town with a surfer/skateboarder/future Brown University student from a wealthy upper middle class family seeking out the meaning of life through novel quotes from Taoism to Dylan. Summering in a typical East Coast beach town is a positively popular eighteen-year-old rightly named John Jude Parish. Surfing in his safe corner of the world, the passport of John Jude’s life is stamped with typical full-blooded American male travels, spending his days on the beach and nights surfing the virtual waves.

It is through Parish’s web surfing that the reader sees the first mapping of possible foreign lands of travel with companions carrying international passport names such as Naim, Tajh, Ahmed and Ibrahim. In Parish’s innocent online travels, the reader’s own compass begins to point to red flag territories of worry for many including Parish’s translucent mother, Barbara.

Parish’s dreamy existence changes course when a skateboarding accident leaves him with more time to surf the net instead of the waves. His fictional vision quest steers him from his parent’s safety net into a world rarely traveled or imagined by American males. With legs cast into non-use and boredom packed tightly with curiosity, Parish takes to chatting online into the worlds of Sufism, the Koran and other Arabic lands. Along the globe of internet travel, female persuasion leads Parish to a possibly unexpected though foreshadowed trip to the Sharia school in Brooklyn. With American movie logos packed lightly into the luggage of Parish’s surreal vision quest, the reader sees Parish’s naivete as possibly needed though not truly heroic. (“I think of a hero as someone who understands the degree of responsibility that comes with his freedom.” – Bob Dylan)

Parish travels between the world of American childhood games in white shalwar kameez to Pakistan, where he can not pretend to just be playing dress up any longer. It is in Abraham’s literary talent for packing modernism into the unfamiliar suitcase of terrorism that readers will find a worthwhile destination. “The first time he shoots a rifle while visiting a training camp, he dreams of Richard Burton doing the same thing a century before,” writes Abraham.

American Taliban may lead readers down a path mistakenly parallel to the reality of John Walker Lindh’s life. Upon closer review, though, they will discover that Abraham’s convincing writing style provides proof of how polar opposite Lindh and Parish’s truly are. Parish lives in a dreamy bubble with wealthy parental support holding him up while affording him the right to choose any destiny he desires. Lindh’s true reality proves to be the stuff of nightmares.

The only disengaging part of American Taliban is found at the journey’s end. Abraham’s decision to detour in the final pages of the book may leave the reader questioning her original literary travel plans. Parish is left in Taliban land with no clear destination stopping point as the story line parachutes down with Parish’s mother pulling the cord with her guilt, landing the reader frustratingly to the ending drop zone. Abraham’s decision to pack the final destination with an almost trite mother’s guilt over her lost son is one to which readers will have to adjust before the premise of the entire novel comes crashing down. Regardless, American Taliban provides passport-worthy travel.


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Style: I've modeled for Seventeen magazine, runway and fashion shows, seen plenty of bad stuff girls do to not gain weight, and learned what being beautiful truly means.
Substance: I've been lucky enough to check off many of my bucket list items including completing a marathon andn mastering a parachute jump.
Soul: I believe if you live as if you can make a difference in someone else's life, then you've got a better chance than not.


Reader Mare Henderson Reviews “Cakewalk” by Kate Moses

“The by-product of suffering, if you’re lucky, is appreciation — the savor of chance windfalls.” – from Cakewalk.

Cakewalk, a memoir by Kate Moses, transports the reader on a frosted yet roughly-chopped mixture of her baked goods, sugar-filled, candy-lane life. Written with recipes purposefully hidden in the mix, Moses uses her personal ingredients to sift the reader through her concoction of life’s hidden spices pressed into her mother’s bizarre baked-goods hoarding rituals while scooping out her family’s caravans to her father’s promotions, leaving behind dollies of finely-diced chapters spread thick with layers of her escapes into scrumptious sugar highs and lows among cookies made with only the finest “chocolate chips for weirdos.”

With Kate’s highs spiked generously with slices of her mother’s erratic need for a playmate and her lows boiled over her father’s inaccessible approach to his family of strangers, readers will melt into Kate’s memories baked forever in a hypoglycemic state of despair. Kate serves up her life, peeking through oven windows as she whisks through the rises and falls of her adolescence, and finally coming out clean from her parents own selfish cookie-cutter needs to cool completely on her wired family’s legacy.

With Cakewalk, the author whips together her personal strifes with well-folded fluff, leaving the reader intoxicated into forgetting the bitter after-taste of a childhood firmly packed in a need for sugar intoxication with understandable vindication.

Though rising slowly at times, Kate’s memoir frosts her family’s own cake crumbs into remnants of memories with sheer glossiness for the reader to savor long after Cakewalk is devoured. Moses’ well-blended mixture of cooled imagery sprinkled throughout Cakewalk leaves the reader with a fresh hunger for even the most common German Chocolate cake as her life’s dough is rolled into ecstasy not ever before kneaded.


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Style: I've modeled for Seventeen magazine, runway and fashion shows, seen plenty of bad stuff girls do to not gain weight, and learned what being beautiful truly means.
Substance: I've been lucky enough to check off many of my bucket list items including completing a marathon andn mastering a parachute jump.
Soul: I believe if you live as if you can make a difference in someone else's life, then you've got a better chance than not.


Reader Lisa P. Neeld Reviews “My Fair Lazy” by Jen Lancaster

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So I recently spent the afternoon with my best girlfriend. We are so alike, it’s amazing and our fashion sense is, well, impeccable. We had some wine, tried out a new ethnic restaurant, told tales of our latest adventures and laughed a lot. Oh wait, that’s not what I did,... read full story →


Amy, Lois and Susan Review “Eat Pray Love”

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The highly-anticipated big-screen adaptation of Eat Pray Love opened this past weekend with respectable -- but not knock-out -- box office numbers, coming in second behind the testosterone-loaded The Expendables. Why didn't the film version of a book that ruled the New York Times Best Seller list for more than three years have a bigger... read full story →


Reader Tiffany Farnsworth on “Women, Food and God: An Unexpected Path to Almost Everything” by Geneen Roth

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“Hmm, this must be a knock-off of Eat, Pray, Love,” I thought when I received Women, Food and God. I imagined it would be a fun beach read, focusing on a woman’s escapades at cooking school over an adventurous summer in Italy or maybe France. My own longing for immersion... read full story →


Amy Reviews “180 Degrees South”

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One of the things I love most about going to the movies is that for a few hours I both lose myself and find myself.  I lose the drudgery of my “real self,” the self that has lists, tasks undone, piles, responsibilities and deadlines. I find, if I am lucky,my... read full story →