It’s early in my neck of the woods but here I am, participating in the 24-Hour Read-a-Thon! This is my second time doing this and my goal this time is ‘simplicity.’ I plan to keep it as simple as possible. I have post templates and will be posting updates every three hours. During that three hour span, I’ll take about a half-hour for breaks and blog hopping. So if you do not see me responding to your cheers, please don’t take it personally! I’ll be reading each and every one of them and trust me, I’ll need them to keep plugging along.
I am starting with The Last Song by Nicholas Sparks so that I can Tweet with Rebecca via her #IHeartTheSpark hashtag.
That said, away-I-go! My next update here will be around 8am.
Also, there won’t be a Confessions of a Reader post today but I’ll be back next Saturday with a new post!
Honeymooners Viktor and Liesel Landauer are filled with the optimism and cultural vibrancy of central Europe of the 1920s when they meet modernist architect Rainer von Abt. He builds for them a home to embody their exuberant faith in the future, and the Landauer House becomes an instant masterpiece. Viktor and Liesel, a rich Jewish mogul married to a thoughtful, modern gentile, pour all of their hopes for their marriage and budding family into their stunning new home, filling it with children, friends, and a generation of artists and thinkers eager to abandon old-world European style in favor of the new and the avant-garde.
But as life intervenes, their new home also brings out their most passionate desires and darkest secrets. As Viktor searches for a warmer, less challenging comfort in the arms of another woman, and Liesel turns to her wild, mischievous friend Hana for excitement, the marriage begins to show signs of strain. The radiant honesty and idealism of 1930 quickly evaporate beneath the storm clouds of World War II. As Nazi troops enter the country, the family must leave their old life behind and attempt to escape to America before Viktor’s Jewish roots draw Nazi attention, and before the family itself dissolves.
The Glass Room was a finalist for the 2009 Man Booker Prize for Fiction. I am thinking about pitching it to my book group for our yearly book selection meeting. What do you think? Has anyone read it? I’d be interested in your thoughts.