Sometimes, I just need to get out of my head, and nothing works better for that than reading. I sure hope this book takes me away. It's A Paris Apartment by Michelle Gable. I'll be reviewing it on Oct. 10 for FranceBookTours, so I hope you'll stop back then to see what I thought of it and to enter a
Here's a synopsis: A furniture specialist for Sotheby's travels to Paris to unearth treasures from an apartment that hasn't been used for 70 years. She discovers beautiful furniture and a journal written by a courtesan from the Belle Epoque era.
Here's the intro:
She only wanted to get out of town.This seems promising. I'm just so glad the author didn't call the book "April in Paris" since that's the characters name.
When her boss sidled up and said the words "apartment," "ninth arrondisement," and "a ton of nineteenth center crap," April instantly thought: vacation. There would be work involved, but no matter, she was going to Paris. As every writer, poet, painter, and, yes, furniture assessor knew, it was the perfect place for escape.
I'll be by later to see what you all are reading today.