This book has been in my local bookstore’s bestseller list for over a month now. And here is no wonder why:
Author : Cecelia Ahern
Published Date : September 2008
Publisher : Harper Collins
No. of Pages : 489
ISBN : 978-0-06-172901-0
In London, Justin Hitchcock braves a blood donation drive, despite a phobia of needles, to secure a date with the program’s hot doctor.
In Dublin, Joyce Conway nearly loses her life in a tragic accident. She survives but suddenly acquires a vast knowledge and passion for art and architecture and a hoard of memories, belonging to someone she’s never met.
In a chance meeting at a salon, Joyce and Justin feel an inexplicable connection, despite being strangers. Events then conspire to lead them in a merry serendipitous chase of catching glimpses of each other, finding out who each other is, and solving the riddle of such thump-thumping of the heart for a virtual stranger.
The Review :
Cecilia Ahern is a delightful author who knows how to write a cute, adorable love story sans the mush. Well, maybe, there’s a little of it (you gotta have a little or there wouldn’t be a romance, right?); but not much at all, which makes it quite refreshing as long as you can lose yourself in a little absurdity.
The lovely thing about this book is that love here is not confined to romance. Although the developing romance does drive the plot, most of the book actually depicts a beautiful relationship between father and daughter. In fact, it does occupy a sizable chunk of it. Ahern makes good use of the romantic framework to write about the strong filial bonds between father and daughter, love between siblings, and true friendships.
I enjoyed the nice, heart-warming dialogues between the characters, Joyce and Dad, the most. Here’s one…
On missing her mom:
‘Do you miss her?’
‘It’s been ten years, love.’
It stings that he could be so dismissive. I fold my arms and look away, silently fuming.
Dad leans closer and nudges me. ‘And everyday, I miss her more than I did the day before.’ …
‘It’s like my garden, love. Everything grows. Including love. And with that growing everyday how can you expect missing her to ever fade away? Everything builds, including our ability to cope with it. That’s how we keep going.’….
And another :
‘And I just thought you liked pottering,’ I smile.
‘Ah , there’s a lot to be said about pottering…There are lessons in pottering.’
‘Like what?’ I try not to smile.
‘Well, even a garden grows stranglers, love. It grows them naturally, all by itself. They creep up and choke the plants that are growing from the very same soil as they are. We each have our demons, our self-destruct button. Even in gardens. Pretty as they may be. If you don’t potter, you don’t notice them.’…
Years from now, I may not remember the romance nor the book. But, I would probably remember that I’ve read about a wonderful father-daughter relationship somewhere.
To Read or Not To Read? :
The novel runs on simple, contemporary writing and some funny endearing characters. It’s a light, fast read that’s splendid for indulging in short “alone” times, or for toting around your vacation. Also a perfect book to pick up in between heavier reads. So, if you just want something in this range, this book is good—not a compelling page-turner; but it’s far from boring or shallow either.
The Final Word :
Although Thanks For The Memories may have a predictable plot, there’s a lot of heart in this book. A modern fairy-tale-like romance with a wide mass market appeal, this book must have gently tugged many a reader’s heartstrings to have made it to a leading bookstore’s list of must-read books since January.
My Mark : Good; Quite Enjoyable