Moment of Zen: A Good Book


About 4 p.m. yesterday, I got an email from a friend of mine.  She suggested that I check out a book review she had just read.  She said that she thought I might be interested in the book.  I clicked on the link, and it was a review for Jamie Fessenden’s By That Sin Fell the Angels.  Once I read the review, I knew it was a book I wanted to read (if you read the review, you’ll see why she thought of me).  The book is available on Kindle so I downloaded the sample to see if I’d really like it or not.  By the time I finished the sample, I wanted more, so I got the whole book.  I’m a slow reader so it usually takes me a while to read a book, but this one I sat down and read from start to finish with barely a break.  I just needed to know how it ended, and I finished just before midnight.  I’ve only ever done that with one book before, The Devil in the White City by Erik Larson.  By That Sin Fell the Angels was really that good. I’m sorry it ended.  I’ve never read a book by Fessenden, but I know I’ll be checking out more of his books.

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I began my life in the South and for five years lived as a closeted teacher, but am now making a new life for myself as an oral historian in New England. I think my life will work out the way it was always meant to be. That doesn't mean there won't be ups and downs; that's all part of life. It means I just have to be patient. I feel like October 7, 2015 is my new birthday. It's a beginning filled with great hope. It's a second chance to live my life…not anyone else's. My profile picture is "David and Me," 2001 painting by artist Steve Walker. It happens to be one of my favorite modern gay art pieces. View all posts by Joe

4 responses to “Moment of Zen: A Good Book

  • Walter

    The Devil In the White City is a personal favorite. I’ll have to check out this one too. Thanks for the recommendation.

    • closetprofessor

      I used to assign The Devil in the White City as extra credit reading when I taught US History since 1877. I’d also allow it to be one book used in their comparative book review assignment. No one ever took me up on it, which I always found disappointing.

      • Walter

        Pity because the book read like a novel and at the same time I learned so much about the World’s Fair I didn’t know. When I taught English Lit I also assigned great books such as these for extra credit but no one took me up on it. Alas, there’s nothing worse for an English teacher than a room full of non-readers. Grrr!

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