A fine memoir: The Geography of Love, by Glenda Burgess

I find it easy to find books that might be interesting to read. I can haul them home from the library or bookstore by the armload. It's only a bit more difficult to find books that are worth the time of a full reading. It's rare, however, to find one that won't let me put it down.

Over the past few days, I've been having that difficulty with Glenda Burgess's The Geography of Love. This morning I awoke at 6:30, intending to read another chapter or two, and ended up postponing everything—yoga, breakfast, the whole shebang (my favorite parts of the day)—until I'd reached the last page.

Having just closed the book, I don't want to summarize or analyze. I do want to remark and recommend, for those who like good writing or who appreciate the process of earning wisdom and sharing it.



3 thoughts on “A fine memoir: The Geography of Love, by Glenda Burgess”

  1. Good to hear — it’s been on my list for awhile, but it hadn’t pressed itself to the top yet. I’ll star it. XO

  2. I’ll put it on my list. I hardly ever meet a book I don’t like, and like you, they follow me home. (Some day, I shall be buried in an avalanche of unknit yarn and unread books.)

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