I think I might be becoming more of a fiction reader. As long a its good fiction.
With being a mom and a creative and a wife, sometimes I don’t have the mental capacity to read a Christian living non-fiction book. Its a lot of hard heart work.
And Christian fiction really doesn’t do it for me a whole lot because it is filled with cheesy loaded Christian-ese, and it is sorta predictable.
This is why I liked about Katherine Reay’s book Dear Mr. Knightley. About halfway through the book I looked on the spine to see Thomas Nelson, a Christian publisher. I was surprised. I just thought it was a clean novel, chicklit, that was fun with a good story.
By the time I finished the book (2 days later), I had fallen in love with the author’s way of storytelling, loved her letter forms for this novel. and couldn’t wait to get my hands on her other books.
If you love non-overbearing Christian fiction, Jane Austen, books, literature, a good chicklit story without a bunch of sex and language – then this is your book.
What I loved about this book from a personal side : growth. I thought back to what I was like when I was 23. I had just started seminary. I moved away from everyone I knew. I was on my own. I was thin for the first time in my life. I could really choose to be anything I wanted. I was growing. I was growing in faith. I had finally come to realize that the world as I knew it wasn’t perfect.
And you know what, I keep growing. I keep going through experiences and daily life that make me think, ponder, and grow.
I like reading books that help me think about who I am – and make it entertaining too.