18 weeks left

Only 18 weeks left before the baby is here. I say 18 but it could be less or more.

It is disappointing that I can’t feel him but maybe it’s best if I consider that I started watching Walking Dead again… and having nightmares about it again.

I just started reading The Cruelest Month again and it’s set during Spring, Easter time. I wonder if the author planned that her first three books are set around some holiday ? Anyway, I was reading chapter 1 and I started daydreaming about egg hunting with the baby.

I’m in love with Three Pines

I’m in love with Three Pines, a quiet and hidden village in the Eastern Townships.

I think Three Pines only exists in Louise Penny‘s books but it doesn’t make it less real to me. Penny writes mystery novels, she’s an anglo living in Québec province. To me, this is extraordinary.

I’m re-reading Still Life at the moment, a book I read many years back, in French. I bought it and I’m reading in it in English. Why ? Because I have read her latest book, A Trick of the Light, and it felt like falling in love. I just want to dive in Three Pine’s world where Gamache exists, where friendship exists…even if it means there is also murder. It makes it even more fascinating.

I am finding that just like Lucy Maud Montgomery’s books, Penny’s books make me discover things the second time around. There are life lessons in there. And I just can,t get enough of the characters, the village and the murders. The cahracters evolve from one book to the next and I like that.

This weekend I see my family and it’s my sister’s birthday. Guess what I’m buying her ? En plein coeur, Still Life in French. 🙂

The Brutal Telling

The Brutal Telling (Armand Gamache, #5) The Brutal Telling by Louise Penny

My rating: 4 of 5 stars
As always, a very good read ! I always wonder where Louise Penny is taking us when reading one of her books. I just love the characters and Three Pines. I wish I lived there.

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It’s a test, I was wondering what the code would do. I’m not a good book critic. Besides telling people what I like and don’t like, you know.