Book – Inferno by Dan Brown. Fans of the DaVinci Code won’t be disappointed by Dan Brown’s latest book in the series, The Inferno. Harvard University professor and symbologist Robert Langdon wakes up in a hospital in Florence, Italy with no recollection of the past few days including leaving the campus. He finds a mysterious cylinder housed in a titanium tube with a biometric seal, stamped with a biohazard symbol in his jacket pocket. One of the doctors, Sienna Brooks, drags Robert from the hospital when an attempt is made on his life. Sienna becomes Robert’s ally and they soon learn by following clues related to passages of Dante’s Inferno that there is a villain who has taken it upon himself to control what he feels is an overpopulated world by unleashing his own modern day version of the Black Plague. And so the scavenger hunt begins to save the world! Robert and Sienna race against time to find a mad man while being pursued by an assassin through secret passages in this page turning thriller. As with his other novels in this series, this book is packed with luscious historical, architectural and artistic details as the reader tours Florence, Venice, and Istanbul. I read and thoroughly enjoyed Angels and Demons and The DaVinci Code, and enjoyed the movie versions, but I must admit that I never read The Lost Symbol.
Book – Patricia Cowen is confused. “Very confused,” it says on her medical chart most days. She forgets things. But she remembers things, too. She remembers Michael telling her “It’s now or never” and saying “Now” and getting married and having his four children. She remembers Michael telling her “It’s now or never” and saying “Never” and traveling in Florence and raising three children with Bee. She isn’t sure which one of them is right, or if both of them are, but she’s sure it means something.
My Real Children is one of those novels that could only be written by Jo Walton. It’s science fiction insofar as it’s about one woman and two different lives she could have had, both of them in worlds that are not exactly our own. (The split occurs sometime in the early fifties, and history progresses in sometimes surprising ways.) But the real story, the point of the story, is about Patricia – Trish in one lifetime, Pat in the other – and her life and her family. It’s a little bit about might-have-beens, but more about the small choices that you make that make big differences, both to yourself and to other people. I loved it, and I can’t recommend it highly enough.