Of the many things I am, I am a reader. I write, certainly. I’m a mom too. And a reckless gardener. I have conversations with a time-traveling Pict Druid in my head and on this blog, but really, I’m a reader. I love to escape all that and just read.
I loved reading Briana Vedsted’s A Girl Named Cord.
It was a fast-paced read, with plenty of twists to keep me interested and entertained. It was also a very satisfying read. I love a book that I can set down when I’ve read the last page and say: “Yes, that’s how it’s supposed to be. Thank you, author.” This book did that for me.
Cord is plucky, independent and human. I loved that she was flawed enough to be believable. Her problems are, at their essence, all our problems, and I loved the simple and heartfelt way in which she approached life. The action was fun and the feelings real. I joked with Briana that she had my emotions going all over the place with the book – and that’s a good thing! I was able to identify with the characters, and care about them. I also found myself wanting to know more about secondary characters – separate from Cord’s story.
I will admit to loving Westerns, so I may have been predisposed to loving this story, but I came away from the experience entertained and able to escape my every-day drudge. I think it helped that the internal voice I read the story with adopted a western twang right away. Partly due to Briana’s writing and partly due to –
That was me.
A: D. Come on. This is my review.
D: Yes, but that voice – it was me.
A: Whatever, Druid – wait, what are you wearing? Is that fringe?
D: Yes. Don’t you like it? Take a look at my boots, too!
A: Oh, please don’t do that – you’re blinding me with the glare off your spurs. Seriously, D, you look like a rejected Will Rodgers groupie.
D: But, but Briana and Billy –
A: They were being nice to you, because they’re nice people. Plus, you are rather enthusiastic. I suppose that helps them turn a blind eye to . . . what are those?
D: Cow-hide chaps.
A: With the cow hair still attached?
D: What are you trying to say, A?
A: That you look ridiculous. It’s hard for me to do a straightforward review with you looking like that.
D: You mock me for the last time, woman!
A: Hardly, D. What do you want, anyway.
D: I insist you allow me my two cents on Briana’s work.
A: Only two, D? You’re usually good for a tenner or so.
D: Impossible woman . . . I was captivated by the world and story Briana wove. Not only was A Girl Named Cord an entertaining book, it possessed a heart and soul. It reminds the reader that there are still wholesome, good stories and storytellers.
A: Wow, D. Why can’t you be that nice all the time.
D: You’d get bored with me and you’d never finish my stories.
A: He does have a point. Thank you, Briana for giving us the opportunity to read and review your work. Obviously, we enjoyed it!
D: Indeed we did.
A: Now, D – about that hat.
D: Leave my hat alone.
A: I’m just saying . . .
D: No. Good day, folks!