No more Christmas for me

No more Christmas for me

in The Midnight Cup of Coffee

22Mar
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Because… March, that’s why

 
I took down my Christmas tree a few days ago. No more Christmas for me *sigh*

Don’t worry, I am not delusional, I know that most people do this in January and I know it’s late March already.
But you see, I have this tradition: on the last day of skiing I take it down hoping for spring to come.
It helps with my guilt too – so many trees being cut down for our benefit, just to have them in our living-room for a few days. Also, I feel that I need more holiday spirit, so I keep it for a while to remind me to be joyful all the time.

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Anyways, as I see it now (with all that snow falling outside my window), winter is still enjoying getting on my nerves and it doesn’t plan to leave soon. *double sigh*

So I was thinking, why not feature some ‘winter covered’ books, as this might go pretty well with the landscape outside my window. Enjoy!

Between Shades of GrayBetween Shades Of Gray by Ruta Sepetys

Lina is just like any other fifteen-year-old Lithuanian girl in 1941. She paints, she draws, she gets crushes on boys. Until one night when Soviet officers barge into her home, tearing her family from the comfortable life they’ve known. Separated from her father, forced onto a crowded and dirty train car, Lina, her mother, and her young brother slowly make their way north, crossing the Arctic Circle, to a work camp in the coldest reaches of Siberia. Here they are forced, under Stalin’s orders, to dig for beets and fight for their lives under the cruelest of conditions.

Lina finds solace in her art, meticulously–and at great risk–documenting events by drawing, hoping these messages will make their way to her father’s prison camp to let him know they are still alive. It is a long and harrowing journey, spanning years and covering 6,500 miles, but it is through incredible strength, love, and hope that Lina ultimately survives.Between Shades of Gray is a novel that will steal your breath and capture your heart. (Goodreads)

When We Wake (When We Wake, #1)

When We Wake  by Karen Healey (review to come)

My name is Tegan Oglietti, and on the last day of my first lifetime, I was so, so happy.
Sixteen-year-old Tegan is just like every other girl living in 2027–she’s happiest when playing the guitar, she’s falling in love for the first time, and she’s joining her friends to protest the wrongs of the world: environmental collapse, social discrimination, and political injustice.
But on what should have been the best day of Tegan’s life, she dies–and wakes up a hundred years in the future, locked in a government facility with no idea what happened.
Tegan is the first government guinea pig to be cryonically frozen and successfully revived, which makes her an instant celebrity–even though all she wants to do is try to rebuild some semblance of a normal life. But the future isn’t all she hoped it would be, and when appalling secrets come to light, Tegan must make a choice: Does she keep her head down and survive, or fight for a better future? (Goodreads)

Winter GardenWinter Garden by Kristin Hannah

Meredith and Nina Whitson are as different as sisters can be. One stayed at home to raise her children and manage the family apple orchard: the other followed a dream and traveled the world to become a famous photojournalist. But when their beloved father falls ill, Meredith and Nina find themselves together again, standing alongside their cold, disapproving mother, Anya, who even now, offers no comfort to her daughters. As children, the only connection between them was the Russian fairy tale Anya sometimes told the girls at night. On his deathbed, their father extracts a promise from the women in his life: the fairy tale will be told one last time – and all the way to the end. Thus begins an unexpected journey into the truth of Anya’s life in war-torn Leningrad, more than five decades ago. Alternating between the past and present, Meredith and Nina will finally hear the singular, harrowing story of their mother’s life, and what they learn is a secret so terrible and terrifying that it will shake the very foundation of their family and change who they believe they are. (Goodreads)

Wild Roses

Wild Roses by Deb Caletti

Seventeen-year-old Cassie Morgan lives with a time bomb (a.k.a. her stepfather, Dino Cavalli). To the public, Dino is a world-renowned violin player and composer. To Cassie, he’s an erratic, self-centered bully. And he’s getting worse: He no longer sleeps, and he grows increasingly paranoid. Before, Cassie was angry. Now she is afraid.

Enter Ian Waters: a brilliant young violinist, and Dino’s first-ever student. The minute Cassie lays eyes on Ian she knows she’s doomed. Cassie thought she understood that love could bring pain, but this union will have consequences she could not have imagined.

In the end, only one thing becomes clear: In the world of insanity, nothing is sacred…. (Goodreads)

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4 responses to “No more Christmas for me”

  1. Jasprit says:

    Oh I have three of the books you’ve mentioned Ari, I wish this sucky weather would disappear already too, but yes I agree winter covered books are definitely great for this type of weather! 🙂

    • Ari says:

      I’ve read the first 2 and I plan on reading at some point Wild Roses as well – I don’t know much about the story, but I love the cover. 🙂

      I can’t say that I don’t like winter because since I moved to the mountain side it’s been quite fun, but I am a bit tired of it. I love sunshine and flowers and evening walks and summer clothes and stuff like that. Can’t wait for spring! 😀

  2. ♥Rachel♥ says:

    I happened to like Winter Longing for a wintery themed book. I love these covers all white and snowy. But it’s spring here in California and everything is blooming so I’m a little past the winter themes. 🙂

    • Ari says:

      Lucky you. We’ve got snow last week so I can’t really say that winter is over here. I really can’t wait for spring!

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