angelamichelle 's review for:

March by Geraldine Brooks
5.0

One of those books where I think, *sigh* I'll never ever write a book like this. About Mr. March (of Little Women) aka Bronson Alcott during the Civil War. Engrossing story of an idealist being tempered by circumstance. Even more fascinating picture of the white lies we tell ourselves and our loved ones to buoy them and us, and the best-intentioned misunderstandings between husband and wife.

I finished this book on Sunday, January 1, 2012. I came downstairs to nurse Betsy in the morning sunshine while everyone else slept. We snuggled in the pillows and blankets left behind by late-night movie watchers. As the hours went by, Levi, Haley, then Jesse each came down one by one to snuggle for a bit before moving on to play. By the time Mark came down the stairs, I had finished the book, despite being now surrounded by chatty kids. Kind of an idyllic morning.