The Birth House (↑)

Hello everyone,

I know it took me forever to post again, but I'm back in university so my reading time is now limited, sadly.

The book I just finished is: The Birth House by Amy McKay. Superbly written book, and is well researched (as far as I know). It follows a young girl in the early 1900's in the backwoods of rural Annapolis Valley, Nova Scotia (up near the Bay of Fundy) as she becomes a midwife, and how she triumphs over a obstetrician. It makes me think of how women were only perceived as the baby makers, and how they weren't able to hold steady jobs, even though they damn have the right to. It's amazing to see how far we've come since then. To know that women are now allowed to hold jobs, and even make more than their husbands, without having their husbands pitch a fit about it.

I hope our society continues to improve upon equality between men and women.

Fairly short post this time. Hopefully I finish a book more quickly next time!

Until then, happy reading!

Thoughts

So, I haven't finished a book yet (sadly...), but these are some thoughts --or a thought, depending on how much I remember--that I've thought about after I read some books. One of them was actually said by a famous Canadian author (Lucy Maud Montgomery). If I remember correctly, she mentioned how that most people who like to read do so because they do not have any true friends. I believe this is true because I am that way. I have friends, yes, but not ones that make an effort to see me, or include me in things. I look at my mother who is also an avid reader, and she was the same way. My boyfriend and ex-boyfriend are readers and they too do/did not have any close friends. Maybe people who do not have close friends and read a lot find friends in the books they read (the characters), or maybe it allows them to dream about a life they wish they could have. Is it sad to read only as an escape from your own life? It is, but it isn't. I mean everyone needs an escape, but it's when the person believes that it's real, that it would become sad, or a true problem.

I forget what other thoughts I had pertaining novels I have read, so this is all for now.

Happy Reading! Oh and Happy New Year!