She and the other librarians face many trials and hardships, but the support they give each other along the way keeps them going. She finds herself when she dons the mantel of librarian, and accrues a motley group of true friends among her fellow female librarians and others in the far reaches of this community. And in this instance, it’s the best decision she has ever made. When a pack horse library is started in the area and requests women who are willing to ride long distances to deliver books to those far from civilization, Alice volunteers immediately. Her husband, the son of a wealthy mine owner in Kentucky, is not everything she hoped he would be, and the feeling seems to be mutual. She just wasn’t sure she had yet been to the place she was homesick for.”Īlice is a British woman who jumped too quickly at the opportunity to start a life away from her judgmental family and married the first pretty face she met. “Just a little homesick,” Alice answered. The Giver of Stars was beautiful and funny and moving and more.
Despite my traumatic experience with Me Before You, I decided to give Moyes another shot. Based on the synopsis of this book, I would find all of the aforementioned and more within its covers. Rugged, harsh beauty is always compelling, as are female characters who buck societal norms and walk their own path, while forming friendships with other likeminded women and encouraging them to find that same freedom. I also adore stories set in the backwater locales of my nation, and seeing those who are used to more cosmopolitan surroundings adapt to such a vastly different lifestyle. I’m a sucker for any story involving characters trying their hardest to get books into the hands of others. However, I didn’t anticipate how intrigued I would be by the synopsis of her newest book, The Giver of Stars. “… some things are a gift, even if you don’t get to keep them.”īecause I had such a visceral reaction to the one book I’ve read by Moyes, I assumed I would just stay as far away from her work in the future as possible.
I don’t believe myself to be a reader who demands happy endings, but the final scenes of Me Before You felt like a right hook when I was expecting a warm handshake or something of the sort. I didn’t, because I consider book burning akin to sacrilege, but in my opinion the ending that Moyes chose to go with felt like it was chosen not because it served the plot, but because it was shocking and memorable. But I felt so emotionally manipulated by the ending that I seriously considered burning my copy. Not because it was a bad book, mind you on the contrary, it was incredibly compelling and introduced some characters for whom I came to care deeply. I’ve only read one other book by Moyes, Me Before You, and was absolutely infuriated by it.
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