After seemingly months of rather
depressing books, this month we were given the option to read a
Christmas book of our choice out of the hundreds out there. My
personal favorite was Poirot's Christmas, a mystery novel by Agatha
Christie featuring my favorite detective of all time, Hercule Poirot.
But, while it was a predictably wonderful mystery story, it wasn't
much of a Christmas story (though there was a funny part where Poirot
exchanged a Christmas gift with Chief Inspector Japp).
So for my choice, I selected 1225
Christmas Tree Lane, by Debbie Macomber. I had never read anything by
this prolific author, so I enjoyed the book from many standpoints. I
found her to be a good storyteller, though the plot was fairly
predictable.
Apparently this book was the last in a
series that took place in a small Washington state town. The main
character, in an earlier book, had moved from California after
divorcing her husband whom she still loved. She bought a Christmas
tree farm, convenient for this Christmas novel. The gist of the story
was the woman's two daughters using trickery to reunite their
parents, knowing that they were still in love. Sigh. I wish life was
that easy.
There were very many subplots that
conveniently wrapped up stories that had taken place in earlier
novels in the series. Needless to say, every story ended happily.
Divorced people reconciled, barren women were able to conceive,
widows and widowers found each other and were going to live happily
ever after. The story even featured puppies, rescued by the main
character and all given away to happy homes. Heck, some families even
took two! Why not? It's Christmas.
I don't mean to sound cynical. It was
exactly what I needed to read during the busy and joyful season of
Christmas.
I'm not sure, however, that Macomber's
writing appealed to me enough to pick up another book. Life is too
short and there are too many other books to read. Next Christmas,
however, I look forward to reading a light-hearted novel with a happy
ending.