“Quirky, original, and wholly unputdownable.”
Goodreads: The three Andreas sisters grew up in the cloistered household dominated by their Shakespearean professor father, a prominent, eccentric academic whose reverence for the Bard left its imprint on his daughters’ names: Rosalind (As You Like It), Bianca (The Taming of the Shrew), and Cordelia (King Lear). The siblings eventually left home and escaped their ponderous monikers with nicknames, but their mother’s medical maladies brings them back. Before long, their unwelcome reunion reveals that they all have problems: Rose is force-feeding a troubled relationship; Bean is entangled in a big city case of embezzlement; and unmarried Cordy is pregnant. Eleanor Brown’s first fiction has justly won praise as “thought-provoking… poignant… sparkling and devourable.”
As impossible to describe as it is to put down The Weird Sisters by Eleanor Brown is a fantastical look at family dynamics and growth. Wholly believable, incredibly unputdownable I suggest you walk, run, drive, catch a plane, train, bus to your nearest bookstore and secure yourself a copy of this book.
The sisters and the parents are equally interesting. The plot is a dynamic of it’s own, the passionate arguments with arguably fantastic use of Shakespearean terms thrown in to wound or make a point was the cherry on top of an already all too sweet à la mode.
It is easy to relate to any of the three sisters as they all have problems and traits that we could each have along the way. Who doesn’t want the chance to go home and find ourselves? Brown paints such a poignant picture that the reader will scarce be able to tear themselves from her world. It is almost as if you have stepped inside the page and are watching the scenes unfold.
This would be a great book club read, a great gift for sisters or mothers. You will want to discuss it with the female members of your circle. There will be tears of unbearable joy and deep heartfelt sadness. This book will last the test of pop culture time like the man whose words grace the pages themselves.
FTC Disclosure: Thy tome of whence I speak was sent to me by a publicist for the purpose of a review.