I am a beach baby by birth, but a beach-going wannabe by default. We don’t tend to get to the beach much. I can’t complain, though, because usually it’s because we choose to take other vacations with our kids. So while I grew up happily anticipating our annual two weeks at the Jersey shore where we would eat sandywiches (that would be PB&J sandwiches dropped in the sand and then ingested) and my mom dug holes in the sand for us to go potty, as an adult those beach vacations have gone by the wayside (just as well as those potty holes wouldn’t be so kosher now).
It’s been many years since we hunkered down in a beach house for a week, relishing those stormy days when we’d be driven inside to read, or languoring beneath the July sun. The beach, with the cadence of the waves and the squawk of sea gulls the soundtrack for the week, the smell of Coppertone and the dankness of sand permeating the air, tattered book in hand, dog-eared and damp from the sea air. Can’t get much better than that.
I still get around to my beach-reading, just rarely in its intended venue. But one test that is tried and true for me with a beach read: if I can get lost enough in the book to think I’m at the beach. Or at the very least somewhere else, preferably right where that book is taking me, then it qualifies for me.
Here are a few compelling/wonderful/fun/mindless (in no particular order) beach reads in which I indulged while on vacation recently:
THE SPYMASTER’S LADY by Joanna Bourne
THE WEDDING OFFICER by Anthony Capella (and read his THE FOOD OF LOVE too)
THE OPPOSITE OF LOVE by Julie Buxbaum
THE FLIRT by Kathleen Tessaro
AMERICAN DIVA by Julia London
And of course I’d be most remiss if I didn’t mention my fellow Deb’s books—all of which I absolutely loved (and I’m bringing Gail’s memoir with me on an upcoming trip, though I’ve read so many things she’s written already I am certain I will be unable to put it down). And I can’t wait to read the books by the 2009 Debs—they all sound fabulous, as well as many of the books written by authors who’d applied for the Debutante Ball 2009 season. Many, many wonderful books on the horizon. Now, maybe I should try to schedule that beach house for next summer…
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