I just began reading The Shoemaker’s Wife by Adriana Trigiani several days ago, and I’m liking it so far. I originally picked it up in my favorite bookstore, not because of the cover (I tend to sheer away from dramatic pictures of women because the books usually resemble Phillipa Gregory, another serial author I try to avoid). I actually saw the back of the book first, because someone had carelessly replaced it in the shelf backwards, and when I reached out to pick it up and fix it I saw Kathryn Stockett’s review on the jacket. It was glowing, speaking of a “lifelong love affair” with Trigiani’s works, and calling this particular book “utterly splendid.” Stockett’s The Help was one of the best books I read last year, a rare find that made a big impression on my life (even before it shot to the top of the best seller list). If she recommends a book, I’m going to listen. We’ll see how I feel after the first hundred pages soon!