Book Drunkard

“I am simply a 'book drunkard.' Books have the same irresistible temptation for me that liquor has for its devotee. I cannot withstand them.” L.M. Montgomery

The Whirling Girl by Barbara Lambert, review

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I jumped at the chance to read this novel when contacted.  Why?  The author is Canadian AND she lives near me!

The Whirling Girl by Barbara Lambert is the story of Clare, who heads to Italy after her uncle passes away and leaves her a home there (everyone’s dream, right?)  But it’s much more than just a tale about a girl who picks up and moves to another country, there is mystery and intrigue mixed in which really keeps the reader enthralled.

Barbara is a wonderful talent.  The story she weaves isn’t like anything I’ve read before.  I enjoyed how deep she went with the lead character.  It was easy to get a sense of who she was – interesting, flawed, smart, funny.  In fact, all the characters received the same treatment as rich, multi-dimensional parts of the book.  I adore when an author gives all the people in the book equal care when it comes to development.

The book was chock-full (o’ nuts) of wonderfulness from start to finish.  It almost felt like more than a novel at times.  It was like having a front seat to watch someone’s life.  A crazy ride, indeed.

Barbara has been kind enough to agree to a guest post and I will have that for you tomorrow.  In the meantime, check out her website for more information.

Book Description:

Caught in a net of her own lies …

When botanical artist Clare Livingstone unexpectedly inherits her uncle’s property in Tuscany, she travels to Italy to learn why—despite their estranged relationship and complicated past—she was chosen to maintain his legacy.

The hill town of Cortona, however, won’t give up its secrets easily. Clare is immediately plunged into intrigue. Two men pursue her, but with agendas of their own; neighbours try to delve into the story of her past; and unscrupulous archaeologists are drawn to her property in search of buried Etruscan artefacts. Once again forced to negotiate between desire and history— in a balance as fragile as the orchids she illustrates for science—Clare realizes she cannot escape her life of deception until she finally confronts the truth she has kept buried so long.

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