I have a few confessions to make.
Confession #1: This was my first historical fiction read.
Confession #2: I kind of loved it.
Wow! As a teen, saying the words “historical fiction”simply sounds like social suicide, but I really wanted to give the book a chance. It just sounded so intriguing.
I was intrigued.
Throughout this one, there is just so much feeling between unspoken words and wordless looks; its truly magical how Chevalier was able to capture complex characters and their quirks and unique traits without wasting words.
Chevalier doesn’t waste her words; she is precise and well thought through and precise.
I’ll definitely be reading more of Chevalier.
Confession #3: Chevalier is kind of my grandmother’s neighbour in London…
Hello signed copy.