book report

A year or two ago, I downloaded John Adams by David McCullough on my kindle-for-iphone. I knew I wasn't up to reading it right away, but that someday I would be.

This past weekend, I had lunch with my WONDERFUL dear friend Stephanie. We hadn't seen each other in a few years, and I was thrilled to spend a couple of hours with her over Turkish food.

She is perhaps the most constant reader I know, and when we were trading recommendations, I mentioned that I wasn't in a reading mood right now (a feeling foreign to her). But when she start talking about one book, discovery of witches, I thought it sounded good, and wrote it down...

but then she said, "and then she meets the vampire!"

so I just can't stomach another vampire book

found myself disappointed and started to get the reading craving again

but it was after bedtime and I didn't want to turn the light on and bother Bob

so I trolled my iphone for entertainment

took a deep breath, and started John Adams

No surprise—I love it. The story—so iconic, yet so foreign—of our years of struggling for independence should be revisited more often. (I find many parallels today, in my disagreements with our government.) But most riveting is the love story—the clear conclusion that Abigail's influence was vital to John's success, and that her intelligence and wit were of utmost allure.

McCullough, it hardly needs to be said, writes so wonderfully that I am gripped by every paragraph.