Saturday, July 30, 2011
I read a delightful, yet though-provoking novel. The Help by Kathryn Stockett. It was a really captivating look at the hired help in Jackson, Mississippi during the Civil Rights time period. It's written in southern dialect, has wonderful character development and a great plot. I recommend it. I took it home with me on Thursday, but didn't open it until Friday evening around 9 p.m. Reading in the hammock in my back yard is one of my most favorite things. I was wishing it would stay light longer. I moved inside away from mosquitos and where there was light. I could not put it down. I FORCED myself to go to bed at 1:45 because I knew I wanted to get up early to make lunch for Mike and his mom for their day trip to Midway. I thought I'd go back to bed after they left at 6:30 a.m. But, no. I started reading again, read for 3 hours or so, and just had to finish up the last 50 or so pages at work this morning. Find a copy. I think you'll like it, too.