I know many of us struggle to find time to read the books that we really want to read. We “must” read books for book group. We have books that we need/want to review for Goodreads, our blog, etc. We have books lent to us by friends and colleagues that we feel an obligation to hurry up and read so we can return them.
I understand that the use of the phrase “must read” sounds ominous, like we have homework. I get that we kind of do it to ourselves, but occasionally we crave to read something that strikes our fancy rather than something with a deadline. Nevertheless, out of all these books that we “must” read, we find ones that are truly surprising. There are books we never would have picked up if someone hadn’t forcefully thrust them into our lives.
One of these reads came to me as a Christmas gift from my mother-in-law. My husband, Scott, and I are planning a trip to England and Scotland this year, so she purchased me a book called Call the Nurse: True Stories of a Country Nurse on a Scottish Isle by Mary MacLeod.
I can honestly say I wouldn’t have read this book up if left to my own devices, but, finding myself in possession of it, I felt that it deserved a fair shake. After finishing Brandon Sanderson’s 1300-page tome Word of Radiance—awesome in spite of its length—I felt that I needed a change of pace. It seemed like the perfect time to give Nurse a go.
I admit that the writing style isn’t the most eloquent or masterful, but it is genuine and straightforward. I found the short, simple anecdotes charming and interesting. MacLeod’s descriptions created a great picture without being overly burdensome.
I grew up in the middle of nowhere Iowa so on certain levels I identified with the simplicity of country life MacLeod portrays. Although, I was a bit luckier to have a few more modern convinces. If anything, it inspired me to jot down some of the crazier stories of my childhood. Perhaps people would like to read about working in a corn maze or learning about the concept of beer chips.
Anyway, Call the Nurse turned out to be a nice read that I’m really happy my mother-in-law picked up for me. I find I’m now more interested in exploring other memoirs. Sometimes those “must” reads turn into “glad I did” reads.
Are there any hidden treasures you’ve discovered?