
The book contains a little romance, mostly failed or
unfulfilled, poignant moments, and a LOT of humor. I laughed often at little
absurdities and endearing oddities, not the least of which was the characters’
absorption with technical names of birds and plants. I found one chapter
completely hilarious and many others pretty funny, too.
After finishing Quite
a Year for Plums, I’m heading to my library to look for more of what Bailey
White has written. How often do you get to smile all the way through a novel?
When do you get to marvel at an author’s finely honed—I mean spare, no word
wasted—dialogue? When do you want to sign up for a writer’s very next writing
class on the concept of “show, don’t tell”? Heck, if Bailey White were teaching
a class on creating strong characters, I’d sign up for that one, too.
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