In all my excitement yesterday evening over finding somewhere in Munich to live, I forgot to write about the latest book I’ve finished reading.
You see, Amazon seems to have cottoned on to the fact that one of my only 2 vices is books (the other being gin, of course). So I now receive emails on a regular basis about various sales and offers going on. Normally I delete them, but should I ever feel that I have the time or the inclination, I have a quick browse through – something usually fatal.
So there happened to be an occasion recently where I came across a book in the sale with a rather unusual concept. The book in question is called “The Girl with Glass Feet” by Ali Shaw and follows the story of a girl called Ida, who has returned to a rather gloomy island (which due to the constant bad weather and everything being so dreary, reminded me of Blighty) because of a bizarre illness.
You see, Ida’s slowly turning to glass.
Oh, and the other things that drew me to the book were the moth-winged cattle (yes, flying cattle!) and a mysterious creature which turns everything it looks at to white.
It then turns into an unusual boy-meets-girl storyline, where Midas (said boy) is simply too…well…he’s an idiot, to put it simply. And a massive girl’s blouse. I have to say that up until the last 50 pages or so, I was constantly wishing the silly boy would simply grow a pair and stop running away from Ida every time it seemed like something remotely romantic was going to happen.
However, it has to be said that it’s incredibly rare for a book to move me – I like reading things that make me think, but this one tugs at heart-strings that I’d half forgotten about. Glad to know they’re still there.
The author also leaves the possibility to continue with the same thread at a later date, but to be honest I’m not too fussed if there aren’t any further books in this story line – not because I don’t like it/don’t care, but because things were tidied up sufficiently for me not to sit there confused at the end.
For those of you who know me well, I am quite the cynic, and it will take a lot for me to be even remotely girly, let alone go “awww”. This book managed it.