Merry Christmas, world! So in my last post, I said that I was starting to reread To Kill a Mockingbird for my Southern Lit class in the spring, but I took a bit of a detour yesterday. On Tuesday, I got my copy of Rainbow Rowell’s most recent novel, Landline, in the mail, and I kind of read the entire thing yesterday (oops). Obviously, I had a very productive Christmas Eve.
Anyway, I was a bit bummed that Landline was my least favorite of Rowell’s books so far (I’ve now read everything she’s published). I think part of my reaction to this one was the fact that the narrator is thirty-seven, so I had a harder time identifying with her than I have in Rowell’s other works. It’s still a sweet, entertaining read, though, and I’d recommend it to fans of her other work, even if it wasn’t my favorite.
Here’s a quick look at the story: the novel is about Georgie McCool, a married mother of two whose job as a TV writer keeps her in Los Angeles while her husband and kids travel to Nebraska to visit his family for Christmas. Georgie and her husband haven’t been on the greatest of terms, and when she can’t get him to answer his cell phone after they’ve left, she calls his parents’ landline and (magically) ends up speaking to the twenty-two-year-old version of her husband, before they were even engaged. This magical element of the story may seem a bit odd, but it adds to the overall enjoyment of the book.
Now I’m going to (try to) be studious and go back to my required reading. Good news, though: I don’t return to school until January 26, so I’ve got a solid month of reading to look forward to before real life recommences.