I love reading of all kinds, but in the past couple of years, as I've really gotten into audiobooks, I've formed a special attachment to the books I listen to. The narrator, the actual voices, and the sound of the words and names in my ears makes them so personal and really attaches those reading experiences to specific places and times.
I can't think of the Bloody Jack series without remembering how I spent over a month of my commute in Boston listening to one book after another about Jacky's adventures.
Someone mentions Unbroken, and I remember how I was doing laundry in Texas (do I do anything but laundry? apparently not), but my head was in a prison camp in Japan, seventy years ago.
I listened to The Book Thief and The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks on many winter walks with Ella last year.
Bart and I both listened to Days of Blood and Starlight last month (separately) and I could actually pronounce all the names when we discussed it because I heard them so many times.
And so, when A Good American was the book this month for the BlogHer Book Club, I was instantly reminded of those quiet evenings when Bart was working late, Ella would be in bed, and I would do chores while listening to the story of an immigrant family, told by the grandson, with a grandfather who instantly loved America and everything about it, while his grandmother mourned her ancestral home, but is determined to make a go of it in her new country.
I wouldn't have remembered without my blog post what I'd been cooking, but I only needed to see the title of the book to remember the secrets about his family that James slowly uncovers or the family diner where they serve foods from their homeland or the backdrop of American history behind the family's personal saga.
That's what I love about an audiobook. A whole story, imagined in my head, read to me by someone with a wonderful voice. What could possibly be better?
I read this book for the BlogHer Book Club and you can read other reviews and discussions at BlogHer. I am paid for my participation in the BlogHer Book Club, but I choose which books to read and my reviews are strictly my own opinions. If I think a book is terrible, I'll say so. If I rave about a book, it's because it's one I'd give to Kayla or my mom.