Yikes! Those Italians!
This is the book club selection for October. Usually I wait until a
week before the meeting to read the book so that it’s fresh in my
mind.
But the other night I thought, “Let’s just see what the first line is . . .”,
and I quote:
“The morning of June 7, 1981, dawned brilliantly clear over Florence,
Italy.”
Ah, I thought, before I read the book I’ll look over my journal with notes
when O’Half and I visited Florence a few years ago. Then I’ll have the
feel of the mood of the city– I know I was reading George Eliot’s “Romola”
while we were there—-ALSO to be getting in the mood and history of Florence
while we toured the museums, the churches, watched the Arno River
flowing under the bridges . . .
Piazza del Duomo, Florence Italy
the Arno, Florence Italy
Then I went back to reading the book and didn’t stop until I finished last
night! It’s about a serial killer, you know. And one that was never caught!
Written by a best selling crime author, and an Italian journalist (Mario Spezi),
it sails right along. Who knew? I wonder what the book club will think. Have
you read it?
