One of the reasons I like being part of book clubs is to broaden my reading list. Left to my own devices, I’m afraid I would read only family dramas set on Cape Cod.
In my efforts to find a good book club in my new city, I tried one at my my nearby library. This was their next book, so I downloaded it for my kindle.
I really didn’t click with the book. It took until I went to the book club meeting to realize that this was a memoir, not fiction. Also, I kept forgetting that the main character was female. I don’t know why that is, except that she seemed quite blood thirsty, which I guess I assumed meant the narrator was male.
Helen has recently lost her father and acquired a goshawk to train. The book is very technical about the training of the hawk. I found her journey through grief much more interesting, but she kept suppressing her guilt and focusing on the training. She also was re-writing the biography of T H White, a famous author and hawker.
Many people in the book club enjoyed this book. I found it a grind to complete. The downside to ‘broadening your horizons’. Looking forward to better luck with other book club books.