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A review by dunnadam
A Week in Winter by Maeve Binchy
5.0
There's nothing like a Maeve Binchy book that I've found. Sometimes I'll be looking for something to read and I'll remember her and pick one up and I'm never disappointed.
I haven't read many of her later books, as she got older she would forget long intricate stories and wrote more books of short stories or like this one a group of selected characters. In another book she divided the book by months so she was able to keep track of everything. To me her early long works were so enchanting I couldn't really adapt to this shorter style.
But I was missing out. There's a moment early on in this book where a sullen teenager is complaining, saying it's not what he thought his life would be. A woman says back:
“It’s not what I thought my life would be either, but somewhere along the line we have to pick things up and run with them.”
This is quintessential Binchy, making the best, finding a way, strong women living their lives. And of course the Irish setting, so cozy you feel you're tucked in a corner of the room with a cat on your lap.
I really love and admire Maeve Binchy and this her final book was a gem.
I haven't read many of her later books, as she got older she would forget long intricate stories and wrote more books of short stories or like this one a group of selected characters. In another book she divided the book by months so she was able to keep track of everything. To me her early long works were so enchanting I couldn't really adapt to this shorter style.
But I was missing out. There's a moment early on in this book where a sullen teenager is complaining, saying it's not what he thought his life would be. A woman says back:
“It’s not what I thought my life would be either, but somewhere along the line we have to pick things up and run with them.”
This is quintessential Binchy, making the best, finding a way, strong women living their lives. And of course the Irish setting, so cozy you feel you're tucked in a corner of the room with a cat on your lap.
I really love and admire Maeve Binchy and this her final book was a gem.