I don't know if you've seen the new Picador blog yet but there was a good feature on it the other week about books that make you cry. I didn't leave a comment because I could only think of two books that have ever made me actually sob in an unattractive tears-streaming-down-face snivelling kind of a way - those being Something Might Happen by Julie Myerson and Birdsong by Sebastian Faulks. BUT we got out the kids' Christmas books the other day ( saved up in a box for the rest of the year) and I remembered another one - The Little Reindeer by Michael Foreman. I don't know what it is about this book - it's a happy ending, for goodness' sake! - but the last page - oh, every time I read it aloud, I am welling up by that point. It just gets me every time, I really don't know why. There's another children's book too, now that I think of it - Come Back Grandma by Sue Limb - oh, again, I just can't read the last page aloud without blubbing. Funny, isn't it, how a clutch of words on a page can trigger such intense responses. For the Myerson, Faulks, and Grandma books, it's the subject matter that got me. But The Little Reindeer...I am baffled. Maybe there is some faulty wiring in my brain. Maybe I was a flying reindeer in a former life. I dunno.
Anyway. Enough sadness and tears. I have posted off the copy-edit of Over You this morning and feel MUCH better about it. I think I could have gone on tweaking and fiddling for ever, but have drawn a line under it and off it's gone. The copy-editor had actually left a note saying she thought it was "great fun and moved me to tears too" (we like that copy-editor) and now I can't help feeling curious about which bit made her cry. It's not a big weeper of a novel by any means, not like The Little Reindeer, for example, but there you go...
A Country Escape by Katie Fforde
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