Finished Brooklyn

I just finished Brooklyn. What a moving book. The story about a young Irish girl moving to New York and starting a life far away from home struck several chords on my family tree, but the difficult choice at the end - when Eilis is forced to move her life into a new perspective - was so truthfully told that I was swallowing lumps during the final scene. I often find that by far the most convincing scenes in fiction are the ones which invite you to read between the lines and feel for yourself what the characters are going through. Brooklyn's narrator is strangely neutral and at times even infuriatingly so, but this is what really gets the reader interested in what's bubbling under the surface.

I just paused the typing to think about the final scene again and let me just say once more that it was wonderfully told.

Right, so maybe some Dickens next - finally? Well, it's past midnight now so I'll need to go to bed. Today, I finally visited our local bakery for the first time and got our breakfast buns there. The bread was so delicious I'll definitely be paying more visits during the summer. The rest of the day was spent mostly eating, browsing through some music, shopping for fitness accessories and sweating at Hot Pilates.