I was reading Circle of Stars, by Anna Lee Waldo, sequel to Circle of Stones, which I really enjoyed. I am sad to say that I did not enjoy Circle of Stars. In fact, I couldn’t keep myself focused on it, and I found myself setting it aside in favor of other tasks more and more. Eventually, with the press of the move, I stopped reading altogether. Eventually, after all the boxes were unpacked and life had quieted down, I made the decision that it was time to just call it quits for real, put it back on the shelf, and pick something else. I picked up Anybody Out There? by Marian Keyes. Instant fun. It was just what I needed to catapult me back into reading. Suddenly I was seeking out opportunities to read and setting aside other things in favor of reading. Anna, displaced Manhattanite, finds herself home in Dublin with her family, recovering from a tragic accident that she can’t even recall. (Or so you think.) I laughed, I cried a little. It’s actually not a riot the whole time, there’s quite a bit of tragedy and darkness after a certain point. I don’t want to spoil it but I would caution that it’s not perhaps for everyone. It is well written and I enjoyed it to an extent but it was a bit of a downer at the same time. As for Circle of Stars, where did it go wrong? I don’t really know. I enjoyed the first book immensely and would recommend it to those who enjoy historical fiction, but I just can’t say the same of the second installment.
The worth of a book is to be measured by what you can carry away from it.
– James Bryce