Spontaneous Musings

When I was a kid, I read a lot. (I mean a lot.) By the time I was 11 or 12, I'd read everything I was interested in from the children's section in our local library and had begun reading in the adult section. In order to check out certain books, I needed parental permission, which my mother was happy to provide. (Her approach to parenting was to do more or less the opposite of my conservative, Christian, church-three-times-a-week-and-twice-on-Sunday grandparents.) Forever Amber by Kathleen Winsor is one of "those books." When it was first published in 1944, it was literally banned in Boston. After seeing The Guardian's glowing review, I'm going to reread it, assuming I can find a copy. Major spoilers in the review, in case you're thinking of trying it.