Crystal Moon

I managed to get through five books this month, along with my daily Bible readings. My reviews got a little long winded this time, so I'm cutting them to save my poor readers.

( Book reviews for February )

Everyone who knows me even a little knows that I am a bibliophile. I’ve been reading since before I can remember, and to this day, I can honestly say that it is my favorite pastime. I can never *not* be reading something, and I’m generally reading more than one book at a time. If I do happen to be between books and I can’t seem to figure out what to read next, I inevitably get depressed until I can settle on something. I need books like I need air.

My deep love for books has lead me to read a *ton* over my nearly 27 years of life. Despite that, I’ve never had any trouble answering what ought to be an incredibly difficult question – What’s my favorite book? Ever since I read Beauty, by Robin McKinley, there has never been another answer.

( Love at first sight )

( How it changed me )

The rows of books tugged unrepentantly at the edges of my sight. I walked like one bewitched to the nearest shelf. "I didn't know there were so many books in the world," I said caressingly, and the Beast's answer was heard only in my ear and did not register in my brain: "Well, in fact, there aren't," he said..."This library is  - well -"  He paused. "Most of these books haven't been written yet...But don't worry, they will be."

So I realized a few days ago that I hadn’t been keeping up with reviews of the books I’ve been reading, which is something I was really intending to do. I’ve found so many good authors lately that I really wanted to share the love in the hopes that some of you might decide to try them. Anyways, for the sake of getting it done, I’m going to do three of them here, because I read them all in a row, and they actually kind of fit well together. They’re all either biographies or autobiographies of strong female figures, and even though I do gravitate toward historical fiction, it’s been a while since I’ve read so many in a row.

( Memoirs of Cleopatra, Anna and the Kind of Siam, The Sound of Music )


All these books basically have one theme in common – they place strong women in the driver’s seat and let them role. Be it a queen, a governess, or a wife and mother, each of these women demonstrated amazing strength and fortitude, and they did whatever it took to protect whatever was most dear to them. Whether it was a country, an ideal, or a family, these women fought for what they believed in and, in some way, changed the course of history for the better.