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Summary: Praise for Rosamunde Pilcher
Review: Of all of the Rosamunde Pilcher books that I own, and I own all of them, Winter Solstice is my favorite. It was the first of her books that I read and I've not been able to read any other author since.Ms. Pilcher's ability to bring out the feeling of being in the story is so strong and comforting. I find her lack of sex, violence, and vulgar langauge very uplifting and hopeful. In a world where each of us hears about such things every day, it is nice to end my day with the peace that she brings to me. I will not depart with any of my Pilcher books. I highly recommend them to friends, but prefer to purchase new copies for them to read. Ms. Pilcher has strengthened my desire to visit the countryside of Scotland and her people.
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Summary: My favorite Pilcher book so far
Review: This book was so pleasant and a lovely opportunity to be in Scotland at Christmas. Nothing too terrible happens; the characters are good people. There are afew twists but everything falls together in the end. Pilcher, a wonderful story teller, winds you through the towns and backgrounds of her characters as if it were a movie. I'd like to go and visit them.
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Summary: Curl up with Winter Solstice
Review: Winter Solstice has all the marks of a classic Pilcher novel. But as I read I felt a twinge of guilt. Guilt at reading what was obviously not great literature, guilt that I enjoyed it so. Having visited Pilcher's world before, I saw the clean and convenient storyline unfold before me. I even began to predict the next solution to the next storm in a teacup. We know these situations, and yet...they're just so darn nice to curl up with. I yearn to get back to the book on my bus commute home, and to again curl up with the book as the wind howls outside in the hours before sleep. It's THAT kind of book, no more, no less. A world where everyone eventually finds love, finds meaning, finds comfort in life, and even sometimes finds a fortune to live out the last season of ones life comfortably, by the fire, with a crystal glass of sherry or scotch, perhaps wrapped in the warmth of an old house, curled up with a good book.
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