Books

So during nap times, when I wasn't just driving around town- I was reading. I managed to finish two books. The first one I was well into by the time we left, and the second I finished this morning... I read fast, but not that fast!

Both books had me doing a lot of thinking- in completely different ways. The first was The Faith Club. It's a book about three women, a Muslim, a Jew, and a Christian who came together after 9/11 to try to understand each other and to write a children's book to help explain how each of the 3 religions had similarities and that we all weren't really as different as it may seem on the outside. I can't begin to tell you how much I learned from this book- how much I was wrong in my own preconceptions about these faiths and these people. It's hard for me to admit that I am wrong. I pride myself on being open minded, on being accepting- on not judging. But my background and my experiences have molded me, and while I have always accepted that everyone has the right to their own beliefs and to live their lives without my persecution or judgement- I had many assumptions that simply aren't true and this book forced me to admit that... well worth the time for anyone of any religion, or of none at all.

And to totally change things up, I read The Tenth Circle. I'm always entertained and enthralled by the stories that Jodi Picoult weaves. This one wasn't any different. I was obsessed. Until the end... perhaps it's that I have read many of her books, but I knew the outcome. And it ended very abruptly I thought. I don't know... I guess I was left wanting more. Is this how people who watched The Sopranos felt? I never watched, so I wouldn't know... but I imagine it was kinda the same. Except I'm not sure that Jodi Picoult had actually intended me to feel that way. Still good- just disappointing I suppose.