About The Book:
Written by Joanne Harris Published Year 1999
Vianne Rocher and her 6-year-old daughter, Anouk, arrive in the small village of Lansquenet-sous-Tannes--"a blip on the fast road between Toulouse and Bourdeaux"--in February, during the carnival. Three days later, Vianne opens a luxuriant chocolate shop crammed with the most tempting of confections and offering a mouth-watering variety of hot chocolate drinks. It's Lent, the shop is opposite the church and open on Sundays and Francis Reynaud, the austere parish priest is livid.
When my daughter was born nine months later I called her after both of us. It seemed appropriate. Her father never knew her - nor am I sure which one he was in the wilting daisy-chain of my brief encounters. It doesn't matter. I could have peeled an apple at midnight and thrown the rind over my shoulder to know his initial, but I never cared enough to do it. Too much ballast slows us down.
And yet . . . Since I left New York, haven't the winds blown less hard, less often? Hasn't there been a kind of wrench every time we leave a place, a kind of regret? I think there has. Twenty-five years, and at last the spring has begun to grow tired, just as my mother grew tired in the final years. I find myself looking at the sun and wondering what it would be like to see it rise above the same horizon for five - maybe ten, maybe twenty - years: The thought fills me with a strange dizziness, a feeling of fear and longing. And Anouk, my little stranger? I see the brave adventure we lived for so long in a different light now that I am the mother. I see myself as I was, the brown girl with the long uncombed hair, wearing cast-off charity-shop clothing, learning maths the hard way, geography the hard way. How much bread for two francs? How far will a fifty-mark rail ticket take us? - and I do not want it for her. Perhaps this is why we have stayed in France for the last five years. For the first time in my life, I have a bank account. I have a trade.
My mother would have despised all this. And yet perhaps she would have envied me too. Forget yourself if you can, she would have told me. Forget who you are. For as long as you am bear it. But one day, my girl, one day it will catch you. I know.

I'm distracted with the thoughts of chocolates while reading this book, being a chocolate lover myself. Kind of reminds me of the book Like Water for Chocolates; both has a surreal feel into them though it wasn't as good as I expected it to be.

Love Overboard

About The Book:
Written by Janet Evanovich Also titled as Ivan Takes a Wife Published Year 1989
Sinfully handsome schooner captain Ivan Rasmussen deserved to be called Ivan the Terrible, Stephanie Lowe decided. First he sold her a haunted house, and now he was laughing at her Calamity Jane cooking! She'd only agreed to work one voyage of his Maine coastal cruise in exchange for the house repairs promised by her cousin, who'd run off to marry a plumber. When the brazen Ivan, descendent of a pirate, swept her into his arms during a moonlight rendezvous, Stephanie knew how it felt to be pirate's treasure! Ivan teased her, flirted with her, and made her feel cherished as no one ever had, but when would her sexy scoundrel deliver the ravishing he promised?

Originally titled; Ivan Takes a Wife. I got it for only $2 but suprisingly I loved it. The plot was pretty intresting; the charcters were witty and hilarious and above all it was quick read.

The Cat Who Ate Danish Modern

About The Book:
Written by Lilian Jackson Braun Series Jim Qwilleran Feline Whodunnit Published Year 1967
Qwilleran is not happy with his new assignment to write about interior decorating in a new weekly magazine. Then someone burgles the residence featured on the front cover and kills the lady of the house. Suddenly, Quill finds himself and his feline friend in the midst of a murder investigation.

I'm on my 2nd book and my aim is to finish this series, 27 books to go. I love this series because it's has a cat in it, it's a quick read and mystery happens to be a fave genre of mine.

The Princess Diaries

About The Book:
Written by Meg Cabot Series Princess Diaries Published Year 2000
Mia Thermopolis is your average urban ninth grader. Even though she lives in Greenwich Village with a single mom who is a semifamous painter, Mia still puts on her Doc Martens one at a time, and the most exciting things she ever dreams about are smacking lips with sexy senior Josh Richter, "six feet of unadulterated hotness," and passing Algebra I. Then Mia's dad comes to town, and drops a major bomb. Turns out he's not just a European politician as he's always lead her to believe, but actually the prince of a small country! And Mia, his only heir, is now considered the crown princess of Genovia! She doesn't even know how to begin to cope: "I am so NOT a princess.... You never saw anyone who looked less like a princess than I do. I mean, I have really bad hair... and... a really big mouth and no breasts and feet that look like skis." And if this news wasn't bad enough, Mia's mom has started dating her algebra teacher, the paparazzi is showing up at school, and she's in a huge fight with her best friend, Lilly. How much more can this reluctant Cinderella handle?

Typical Cabot, a light read for teens. Though It's way past my age to read teen books I still enjoy reading them not to mention being late in reading this particular series.

Olivia Joules and the Overactive Imagination

About The Book:
Written by Helen Fielding Published Year 2003
Move over 007, a stunning, sexy-and decidedly female-new player has entered the world of international espionage. Her name is Olivia Joules (that's “J.O.U.L.E.S. the unit of kinetic energy”) and she's ready to take America by storm with charm, style, and her infamous Overactive Imagination. How could a girl not be drawn to the alluring, powerful Pierre Ferramo-he of the hooded eyes, impeccable taste, unimaginable wealth, exotic international homes, and dubious French accent? Could Ferramo really be a major terrorist bent on the Western world's destruction, hiding behind a smokescreen of fine wines, yachts, and actresses slash models? Or is it all just a product of Olivia Joules's overactive imagination?

Bridget Jones is tolerable; silly and fun. Olivia Joules is just plain ridiculous-- was meant to be satirical, it certainly has that feel. Well, maybe it wasn't really that bad; I have to give credit for the imaginative plot but it gets quite dragging to read.

Living Dead in Dallas

About The Book:
Written by Charlaine Harris Series Sookie Stackhouse Published Year 2004
Waiting tables, sweeping floors, reading minds and solving mysteries for the undead. It's all in a day's work for Sookie. Cocktail waitress Sookie Stackhouse is on a streak of real bad luck. First, her co-worker gets murdered and no one seems to care. Then Sookie is attacked - and poisoned - late one night by some weird and apparently mythical beast. She only survives because the local vampires roll up and graciously suck the poison from her veins (like they didn't enjoy it). But in return the blood-suckers need a favour. Which is why Sookie ends up in Dallas, using her telepathic skills to search for a missing vampire, on the condition that her undead friends don't do anything, well, vampiric while she's there. Easier said than done. All it takes is one delicious blonde and one small mistake for things to turn deadly.

I read the half of it a month ago but got bored so I set it aside for a while. I almost did not read it but it's never my habit to leave a book unfinished. It wasn't as good as the first one and it only started to pick up about 2/3rds of the book.

What the Dead Know

About The Book:
Written by Laura Lippman Also titled as Little Sister Published Year 2007
Thirty years ago two sisters disappeared from a shopping mall. Their bodies were never found and those familiar with the case have always been tortured by these questions: How do you kidnap two girls? Who—or what—could have lured the two sisters away from a busy mall on a Saturday afternoon without leaving behind a single clue or witness? Now a clearly disoriented woman involved in a rush-hour hit-and-run claims to be the younger of the long-gone Bethany sisters. But her involuntary admission and subsequent attempt to stonewall investigators only deepens the mystery. Where has she been? Why has she waited so long to come forward? Could her abductor truly be a beloved Baltimore cop? There isn't a shred of evidence to support her story, and every lead she gives the police seems to be another dead end—a dying, incoherent man, a razed house, a missing grave, and a family that disintegrated long ago, torn apart not only by the crime but by the fissures the tragedy revealed in what appeared to be the perfect household. In a story that moves back and forth across the decades, there is only one person who dares to be skeptical of a woman who wants to claim the identity of one Bethany sister without revealing the fate of the other. Will he be able to discover the truth?

I should have guessed her true identity but I was too preoccupied with the impending mother-daughter reunion. The plot is not something new but the story was really engrossing, I finished it in one reading.

The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants

About The Book:
Written by Ann Brashares Series Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants Published Year 2001
Carmen got the jeans at a thrift shop. They didn't look all that great; they were worn, dirty, and speckled with bleach. On the night before she and her friends part for the summer, Carmen decides to toss them. But Tibby says they're great. She would love to have them. Lena and Bridget also think they are fabulous. Lena decides they should all try them on. Whoever they fit best will get them. Nobody knows why, but the pants fit everyone perfectly. Even Carmen (who never thinks she looks good in anything), thinks she looks good in the pants. Over a few bags of cheese puffs they decide to form a sisterhood, and take the vow of The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants . . . the next morning, they say good-bye. And now the journey of the pants and the most memorable summer of their lives begins.

Another teen novel, while reading I was thinking how alike I am with the girls except Bridget. I cried over Bailey and Mimi, it's so sad though it can be uneventful at times and sappy in general.

The Witches

About The Book:
Written by Roald Dahl Published Year 1983
An imaginative tale of a seven-year-old boy who has a run-in with some real-life witches! "In fairy tales witches always wear silly black hats and black cloaks and they ride on broomsticks. But this is not a fairy tale. This is about REAL WITCHES. REAL WITCHES dress in ordinary clothes and look very much like ordinary women. They live in ordinary houses and they work in ordinary jobs. That is why they are so hard to catch." Witches, as our hero learns, hate children. With the help of a friend and his somewhat-magical grandmother, our hero tries to expose the witches before they dispose of him.

It would certainly give children ideas would't it? It's the first I've read among Roald Dahl's novels and I'm probably lucky I've read it now rather then when I'm young 'cause it must have scared me alot-- being the paranoid that I am.