Wow…time does fly. I can’t believe it’s been so long since I’ve written anything on this blog! I wanted to share another wonderful book with you all that I finished about a week or so ago. It’s called Juliet. It is the debut novel of author Anne Fortier. It was fabulous!
“Twenty-five-year-old Julie Jacobs is heartbroken over the death of her beloved aunt Rose. But the shock goes even deeper when she learns that Rose has left her entire estate to Julie’s twin sister. The only thing Julie receives is a key to a safety deposit box in Siena, Italy.
This key sends Julie on a journey that will change her life forever—a journey into the troubled past of her ancestor Giulietta Tolomei. In 1340, still reeling from the slaughter of her parents, Giulietta was smuggled into Siena, where she met a young man named Romeo. Their ill-fated love turned medieval Siena upside-down and went on to inspire generations of poets and artists.
Julie discovers that in this ancient city the past and present are hard to tell apart. As she crosses paths with the descendants of the families involved in the unforgettable blood fued, she begins to fear that she is destined to be its next target. Only someone like Romeo could save her from this dreaded fate, but his story ended long ago. Or did it?”
I really enjoyed this book. It skipped from past to present throughout, but it was not hard to follow the storyline in both places. The author did a great job of making you want to return to each of them. This was a fun take on Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet, and I loved how each chapter began with a quote from his play. The mystery part of the story really kept you guessing. It was a quick and exciting read. Perfect for a snowy weekend curled up by a warm fire. (See, I’m still in a dreamy state from the book…I’m a hockey Mom there’s no such thing as a snowy weekend curled up by a fire…lol) One thing for sure, however, is that I am looking forward to Fortier’s next book.
Here are some of the quotes that I really enjoyed…
“Was I insane? Maybe. But then, there are many different kinds of insanity. Aunt Rose had always taken for granted that the whole world was in a state of constantly fluctuating madness, and that a neurosis was not an illness, but a fact of life, like pimples. Some have more, some have less, but only truly abnormal people have none at all.”
“As a bird swoops down on it’s prey, and assumes this land bound wretch into heaven, so did romeo steal her lips before they fled him again. Suspended somewhere between cherubs and devils, his quarry ceased to buck, and he spread his wings wide and let the rising wind carry them off across the sky, until even the predator himself had lost every hope of returning home. Within that one embrace, [he] became aware of a feeling of certainty he had not thought possible for anyone – even the virtuous. With her in his arms, all other women, past, present, and future, simply ceased to exist.”