BOOK REVIEW: The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society by Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows

 “I wonder how the book got to Guernsey? Perhaps there is some sort of secret homing instinct in books that brings them to their perfect readers.” January 1946: London is emerging from the shadow of the Second World War, and writer Juliet Ashton is looking for her next book subject. Who could imagine that she would find it in a letter from a man she’s never met, a native of the island of Guernsey, who has come across her name written inside a book by Charles Lamb….

As Juliet and her new correspondent exchange letters, Juliet is drawn into the world of this man and his friends—and what a wonderfully eccentric world it is. The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society—born as a spur-of-the-moment alibi when its members were discovered breaking curfew by the Germans occupying their island—boasts a charming, funny, deeply human cast of characters, from pig farmers to phrenologists, literature lovers all.

Juliet begins a remarkable correspondence with the society’s members, learning about their island, their taste in books, and the impact the recent German occupation has had on their lives. Captivated by their stories, she sets sail for Guernsey, and what she finds will change her forever.

Written with warmth and humor as a series of letters, this novel is a celebration of the written word in all its guises, and of finding connection in the most surprising ways.


'The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society' by Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows was really interesting and engaging to read.  I finished in two days, which is statistically longer than normal for my reading but with life being chaos was really pretty quickly.  It dealt with the Channel Islands of England, particularly the island of Guernsey and the German Occupation during World War II.  An era and historical event I knew next to nothing about.  And I'll digress here for a minute because, well I can.  In school each year in history classes you always start at the beginning.  I've studied the Revolutionary War multiple times throughout my education.  A couple of times we made it all the way to the Civil War but never progressed past that.  My knowledge of anything in the 20th century is strictly from reading and people who lived it. A large part of me doesn't believe that my experiences in learning history was complete or accurate.  I feel retaught the same things and never exposed to the more recent yet just as important, events. There are so many things that are a part of our history, here in the US and the World, that I've yet had the opportunity to learn about.  OK, digression over. 

This book is written in the form of letters to and from various characters in the story.  I like the idea as a concept.  It reads well as a concept.  However there is also a lot of ways this approach can go wrong, and did.  If you were to include every letter of the story it would be a series and not a stand alone book.  However, by not including more letters to the relevance it became trite.  One character apparently sends another character a package.  This is acknowledged in the followup letter from the recipient along with a list of what was actually sent.  As if the sender does not know what they were sending?  But then in other places short notes were sent back and forth that really had less bearing on the story itself. 

As a novel this was an engaging story about, to me, a not previously known event in recent history.  As a historical book it left a lot to be desired as it focused in on the antics and personality of one character.  Not really telling as much historical information as I was looking forward to reading.  As a novel I enjoyed the characters and the way they developed.  I think the hardest part was that each one seemed the same in writing.  There was not differentiation in their writing styles.  Though as I read their letters, in my head, I read it as I imagined they would speak it due to the way the characters personalities and attitudes were developed. 

I gave this book three stars mostly because well... I think there were areas that needed to be detailed better.  I think the writing should have matched the way the character were developed more.  And I feel like there were key letters not included while there were unessential letters in their place.  I did enjoy this book and would recommend it to others who enjoy historical fiction or are interested in a different kind of story that would make a good weekend read.


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About Marry Ann Shaffer
Mary Ann Shaffer was an American writer, editor, librarian, and a bookshop worker. She is noted for her posthumously published work The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society, which she wrote with her niece, Annie Barrows.

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About Annie Barrows
Annie Barrows is an American editor and author. She is best known for the Ivy and Bean series of children's books, but she has written several other books for adult readers as well. Barrows was the second of two girls

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Stormy Weather

One of my most popular blogs is Driving Into the Storm where I talk about driving into a tornado warned county and watching the storm brew and build.  And of course parallel it to life.  We are currently waiting for the first real round of spring storms to hit my hometown right now.  This system has been predicted to be worse than the 2009 outbreak of tornadoes.  They've already started hitting in Arkansas, Kansas, Oklahoma, and Joplin.  The current line is two counties away where the 'dry line' (a term meteorologist like to throw around) is.  I'm fairly confident they won't make it here but as always there are no guarantees.  We didn't get all that warm today and right now it's pretty chilly here.  Always a bonus as these storms need that warm air to come to full intensity.  All my neighbors know to come to my place.  I'm ground level with concrete walls and a massive bathroom.  And I like them, call me crazy.

We've been hearing about these storms for days on end.  People have posted the outlooks on Facebook and the weather guys have reminded us at every news cast.  And just like everyone else, I've tried to ensure I'm prepared for every contingency.  Bathroom clean...check.  I mean there could possibly be people in there and I don't need them judging my bathroom floor.  Wine and milk...check.  OK, perhaps frivolous but still I have it.  I have food, the neighbors have several grills.  IF disaster strikes we could potentially eat.  I even changed my typically parking spot based on coverage and potential blocking of debris type issues.  I think I'm prepared.  I hope?



You can prepare for every congencincy that you can think of.  But there are millions more you can't think of.  It's that other million that concerns me.  I've been extremely lucky with near misses when it comes to severe weather.  I've seen it up close and personal but I've never been actually impacted.  So I don't really know what to expect if it happens or how I will react either.  Back in 2002 when Stockton was hit hard I was at work in the next town over.  And I watched as all our local boys set out with chainsaws and pickups to clear the roads so emergency crews could get in.  I watched in 2011 as Joplin was wiped by a EF5 tornado, the biggest the come by the way.  And I watched last year as Moore, Oklahoma was wiped by an equally strong tornado.  I've watched.  I've observed.  I've never experienced.

My Dad does not have a fear nor a respect for tornadoes.  I guess that goes with growing up in Southeast Oklahoma with a dad who was was terrified of them.  To hear Daddy tell it the sky got dark Pa would shuttle them to the cellar. (I always wondered as a kid if they slept there every night since it was dark...weird I know.)  And they never had a tornado.  So Daddy likes to watch the storms.  He likes to watch them come in and move across.  And if he happens to be out and about when the storm moves in and in the right position he follows behind it just watching.  Growing up with his mindset as an example and living in a pretty storm tornado prone area of the country I have mixed feelings about storms.  I respect them.  I have a huge respect for them.  I have first hand seen the damage they can do.  I have watched them take over the sky and seen the damage they leave on the ground below.  I am also in awe of them.  I have watched them take over the sky and seen the damage they leave on the ground below.  Given the opportunity I would watch each and every storm that moves through.  I don't know how many pictures I've taken through the years of the changing sky.  And how many blank pictures I have trying desperately to catch the distant lightning on film.  But, I also fear them.  I fear personally being in the center of that storm and dealing with the aftermath personally.

This round of storms fills me with awe, curiosity, and fear.  But, just like everything in life, I've done what I can to prepare.  I've tried to think of each contingency that could pop up and prepare for it.  Plans look great on paper (or in my head) but plans cannot be reality.  There's that million other things I didn't think of.  And of course I can't tell you a story without paralleling life somehow.  It's what I do.  So...here goes.  You can plan for life but that's not actually living life.  Life does not follow a plan.  Plans are great and provide amazing opportunities for growth, enlightenment and sheer enjoyment.  However, just likes storms there is still the need to live with spontaneity.  If things don't go as planned not all is lost.  It's a new opportunity to learn something or be amazed or grow.  It's an opportunity to start over.  That whole calm after the storm kind of thing.  Be prepared but also be open.  I respect storms and I'm awed by them.  I'm as prepared as I can be.  But I can't plan for everything, with the storms and with life. 

Ready

Spring just sorta happened over the weekend.  I left the office to greenish brown grass, the jonquils green but no buds yet, the lilac bush just a bunch of sticks.  I spent the weekend organizing, trying to figure out this new computer (and still have not one positive thing to say about Windows 8), cleaning, enjoying the warm sunshine, and plotting.  Yesterday I returned to grass covered with purple clovers, buds (not yet open) on the jonquils, and leaf buds on the lilac.  And a return to the Missouri hallmark of spring, thunderstorms and rain. 

Today, April woke with the promise of pranks and practical jokes.  Thank goodness I was not 'gotten' ... yet.  The day isn't completely over.  The anticipation of spring blew in with the wind and grew with the rain.  Knowing that flowers will soon be blooming all around us.  Knowing that Easter is weeks away.  That crops and shorts and tank tops and of course flip flop season is here.

This winter was horrendous.  Personally I hibernated in the bedroom with my blankets and space heater.  Having the windows open periodically the last few weeks has been a godsend.  Let the stale out and the fresh in.  I'm ready for spring.  I'm ready to wear flip flops every day.  I'm ready for more wardrobe options.  I'm even ready for the first sunburn of the season.  I'm ready for more energy.  I'm ready to emerge from the bedroom, not just to the rest of the house but to the outside.  An outside that is welcoming.  I'm ready to put my plots and plans into action.  I'm ready!

What are you ready for?