I suppose since it has been such a long while since I made my way to this blog, I should begin at the end.
The last book I finished.
Love in the Time of Cholera. It was a bestseller some time back and I have had friends that were weighed down by the prose before ever becoming attached to Fermina Daza, Juvenal Urbino and Florintino Azria. For, that is how they are mostly identified, by first and last names throughout the roughly 60 years the book covers in their lives, and death. But, I have always had a slight bent towards lyrical, even heavy prose- as the moments of lightness really soar. It is a love story, a love triangle even, set in the turn of the 20th century in the Caribbean. I think it would be suitable for the older teen reader, but the love, although set in the period, isn't truly Victorian. The Brontes it is not. There is some more twisted representations of sexuality, and love- and ripe with infidelity. But, at the heart it is a story of devotion and obsession that lasts a lifetime. Honestly, I think it would be a tough thing for most teens, even the romantics, to invest...but perhaps it would surprise me. I'm just not sure it's an appropriate investment.
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