Books Archives — Through a Book and Glass

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Brave New World was published in 1932 and all I could think as I was reading it was Seriously? This dude came up with this 85 years ago? How did he know?!

London Tube tunnel for passengers to access the Bakerloo Line platforms.

Bon Voyage Slave New World

By Chris Giovagnoni

Sex, soma and suicide. By Ford, that about sums it up.

Lust in the Time of Cholera

By Becky Giovagnoni

Oprah said, “This is one of the greatest love stories I have ever read.” In my opinion, this book is the antithesis of a love story.

A multicolored pile of pills and capsules.

Love is an acute illness caused by infection of the heart with the bacterium Ignitio amorae. The amorae bacterium is usually found in cities and rural areas. Currently, there are no vaccines available.

Jane Austen, I’m sorry. And thank you.

By Becky Giovagnoni

Thank you, Jane Austen, for creating characters that I fell in love with. And for teaching me that every once in a while, the hype is for real.

A man's hands cup a woman's hands which cup Scrabble tiles laid out to spell forever.

Jane 3:16

By Chris Giovagnoni

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have an everlasting wife.

Ethan Frome de Champagne

By Chris Giovagnoni

The color is a stifling winter white accented with a youthful hue. Its body is sickly, revealing sadness, resignation, loneliness, resentment and a hint of pickled anger. Fragrant with elm, the seductive blond notes combine with aging bitterness and masculine duty in a subtle, rich narrative, paced gracefully to an austere finish and a tremendous hangover.

Ethan Frome (Or a lesson on Less is More)

By Becky Giovagnoni

I was rooting for the affair. That’s how awful Zeena was. I’ve never, ever in my life found myself on the side of an affair. But then Ethan Frome happened.

A close-up of a goose's neck and head staring at the camera.

A Recipe for Marital Lunacy

By Chris Giovagnoni

Infuse two people with insecurity. Season each liberally with expectations and assumptions. Knead until tender. Mix with stress. Bake in the heat of a fight for control until painful to touch. Serve raw when a firm callus of anger, hurt, resentment and selfishness appears. Add tears to taste.

One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest

By Becky Giovagnoni

This is a story that will stay with me for a long time. It was extremely well-written, disturbing on a number of levels, and ultimately broke my heart.