Well, where did the week go?
This week I have mostly been reading
Bit of a funny one this one. I was expecting, perhaps unfairly, great things. But this is not a great book. It’s absolutely fine, enjoyable, a good read. But not great. It’s even, dare I say it, verging on chick-lit ish – but in a more erudite, gentle way.
The Cleaner of Chartres tells the story of Agnes Morel, the eponymous cleaner, from her extremely humble beginnings to her slightly less humble mid life point. The tale ambles on, flicking from past to present, drawing together the strands of a number of different lives, the narrative finally coming to a close with a not-very-shocking denouement. This is a nice, feel good story. It’s not going to set the world on fire but its a pleasant way to spend a few hours.
Oh dear. Damned by faint praise.
Next week I will be reading
I tried another volume of hers, The Story Sisters, earlier this year and didn’t enjoy it at all. But this sounds intriguing. And a little bit weird. Which is always A Good Thing.
We shall see….