If it’s Tuesday, it’s Slice of Life Tuesday with the great writing community at Two Writing Teachers!
It was a quiet holiday weekend that began a funeral on Friday morning. We came together to say good-bye to my sister-in-law’s mom, Roz Goldman. Given my brother’s long and happy marriage to Marla and our deep sense of family, I have known Roz Goldman for 35? years and seen her often at family events. No matter how she felt, she was always interested in the updates in my life. Listening to my brother and her grandchildren speak about her, I couldn’t help but spend a lot of the weekend walking in Marla’s shoes as she adjusts to her life without parents. I’ll be heading for Ellenville later today, leaving Tuvia to fend for himself for an overnight, to spend time with Marla, Jeff, my dad and friends back in my hometown.
While Tuvia was hoping for a barbecue yesterday, to get out of the house he was even willing to sit through the new installment of The Avengers, I kid you not and it was HORRIBLE! A dinner at Bone Fish before we headed home was a perfect antidote.
For me, I just needed time to play more guitar- I did! and read more of
The Art Forger by B.A. Shapiro
I started it a few days ago as I climbed on my gym’s stair master and from the start I couldn’t stop reading and thinking getting back into it. So good to be totally inside a book, right? Just finished it yesterday after a marathon race to the finish line. It includes so much of what I love in a novel- an interesting main character, passionate about the process of creating, a connection with the past, and a plot that keeps you wondering as events unfold.
Here’s a blurb:
Almost twenty-five years after the infamous art heist at the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum—still the largest unsolved art theft in history—one of the stolen Degas paintings is delivered to the Boston studio of a young artist. Claire Roth has entered into a Faustian bargain with a powerful gallery owner by agreeing to forge the Degas in exchange for a one-woman show in his renowned gallery. But as she begins her work, she starts to suspect that this long-missing masterpiece—the very one that had been hanging at the Gardner for one hundred years—may itself be a forgery. The Art Forger is a thrilling novel about seeing—and not seeing—the secrets that lie beneath the canvas.
Have you read it? If you do, please come back here and let me know what you think.
And now what comes next? Suggestions?