Title: Road to Tomorrow
Author: Mary Metcalfe
Publisher: Laskin Publishing (October 15, 2012)
Book genre: Women’s Fiction
Number of pages: 198
Book summary (from Amazon.com): Andrea Garrett is trying to escape her abusive marriage. Fearing for her life, she leaves her two small children with her twin brother and flees her home the day before her husband is due to arrive back from a tour of duty. After falling asleep at the wheel and landing in a ditch, her life takes on a new direction when strangers step in and introduce her to a life she could only have imagined and one that could save her soul and give her children the future they deserve.
There were many things I enjoyed about Mary Metcalfe’s Road to Tomorrow. I enjoyed the setting, the descriptions, the characterizations, and the story’s arc and development. Overall, this was a great, fun, extremely quick read (only a few hours), and one that I immediately recommended to my mother-in-law (in fact, the book is on its way to her now). All in all, a job very well done. Of course, I had a few small quibbles with the story (don’t I always? I know–I’m a terrible, picky person) but, for the most part, they were issues with aspects of the story that are rooted much more in personal preference rather than quality or composition.
In just under three weeks, one of the biggest sporting events of the year will take place: Super Bowl XLVII (aka Super Bowl 2013 or the one where Destiny’s Child is doing the Halftime Show OMG!). This also means that, in just under three weeks, many unwilling non-football fans will be subjected to hours of screaming, yelling, shouting (yes, these all represent different levels of enthusiasm), gobbledygook phrasings (“You should never throw the venus on a spider 3 Y banana!”), and flung about chicken wings (keep the OxiClean handy). Among other things.
How do I know this? Because, dear readers, I was once one of these most unwilling of non-football fans. When I was in college, many moons ago, I only cared about one football game, and that was mostly because I got to wear a shirt that proudly proclaimed “HUCK FARVARD,” stuff my face at the free tailgates outside the Yale Bowl, and see how much Mad Dog 20/20 I could sneak into the game. This last was essential to my level of tolerance for the game itself, which I didn’t care about unless I was close enough to the field to be able to see…uh…interesting things through the player’s football pants. (Hey, it was college! Cut me a break.)
Just issuing a general warning, y’all.
Title: Torn Together
Author: Emlyn Chand
Publisher: Evolved Publishing (August 14, 2012)
Book genre: Literary/Women’s Fiction
Number of pages: 258
Book summary (from Amazon.com): From her cheating boyfriend to her dead father and cold, judgmental mother, Daly knows she can’t trust others to be there when it counts. This cynicism begins to melt away when she meets Kashi, a light-hearted charmer from India, who decides he cares too much to let her fade into the background of her own life. After a series of false starts, their quirky romance carries them to India, where Daly must win the approval of Kashi’s family in order to seal their “forever.”
Meanwhile, Laine struggles to cope with the pain of early widowhood, fleeing into the pages of her well-worn library and emerging only to perform her duties as a social worker at the crisis pregnancy center. Although her daughter wants nothing more than to work as an artist, Laine doesn’t know how to redirect Daly to a more suitable profession without further damaging their tenuous relationship.
Can Laine look past her pain to learn from an unlikely mentor? Has Daly finally found someone whom she can trust? Will the women recognize their common bonds before the relationship is broken beyond repair?
Torn Together, Emlyn Chand’s first sojourn into Literary/Women’s Fiction, illustrates how our similarities often drive us apart.
It’s been hard for me to come up with a review of Emlyn Chand’s Torn Together. On the one hand, I appreciate the approach of the story and how the underlying emphasis of it was on growth and acceptance (both personal acceptance and acceptance of others) and the survival of the heart and self through adversity and loss. On the other hand, I found it very difficult to identify with most of the primary characters, which I tried not to let taint my perception of the story. All in all, I find myself torn (no pun intended) on how to feel about this particular tale.