Hi again. It has been awhile. No real excuse other than life. I don’t even have the excuse of spending more time reading than writing. In fact, I have done very little of either. But I did just finish a book I thoroughly enjoyed.
Frances and Bernard is a lovely story about the relationship of two writers, told in letters, based in the 1950s. I am drawn to stories with strong women characters and this one is definitely that. Beautifully told and quick to read, I would recommend it to anyone interested in smart but easy reading. It is a love story–sort of–but turns out well in the end.