The Giver of Stars: Reese's Book Club: A Novel by Jojo Moyes (English) Paperback

Description: The Giver of Stars: Reese's Book Club by Jojo Moyes #1 NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER | A REESES BOOK CLUB PICK "A great narrative about personal strength and really captures how books bring communities together." —Reese Witherspoon From the author of the forthcoming Someone Elses Shoes, a breathtaking story of five extraordinary women and their remarkable journey through the mountains of Kentucky and beyond in Depression-era America Alice Wright marries handsome American Bennett Van Cleve, hoping to escape her stifling life in England. But small-town Kentucky quickly proves equally claustrophobic, especially living alongside her overbearing father-in-law. So when a call goes out for a team of women to deliver books as part of Eleanor Roosevelts new traveling library, Alice signs on enthusiastically.The leader, and soon Alices greatest ally, is Margery, a smart-talking, self-sufficient woman whos never asked a mans permission for anything. They will be joined by three other singular women who become known as the Packhorse Librarians of Kentucky. What happens to them--and to the men they love--becomes an unforgettable drama of loyalty, justice, humanity, and passion. These heroic women refuse to be cowed by men or by convention. And though they face all kinds of dangers in a landscape that is at times breathtakingly beautiful, at others brutal, theyre committed to their job: bringing books to people who have never had any, arming them with facts that will change their lives.Based on a true story rooted in Americas past, The Giver of Stars is unparalleled in its scope and epic in its storytelling. Funny, heartbreaking, enthralling, it is destined to become a modern classic--a richly rewarding novel of womens friendship, of true love, and of what happens when we reach beyond our grasp for the great beyond. FORMAT Paperback LANGUAGE English CONDITION Brand New Author Biography Jojo Moyes is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of The Giver of Stars, Still Me, Paris for One and Other Stories, After You, One Plus One, The Girl You Left Behind, Me Before You, The Last Letter from Your Lover, The Horse Dancer, Silver Bay, The Ship of Brides, and The Peacock Emporium. The Last Letter from Your Lover is now available as a major motion picture on Netflix. She lives with her husband and three children in Essex, England. Review Praise for The Giver of Stars"A captivating tale of love, friendship, and self-actualization."—People"The Giver of Stars is a richly rewarding exploration of the depths of friendship, good men willing to stand up to bad and adult love. Moyes celebrates the power of reading in a terrific book that only reinforces that message." —USA Today"Though she made her mark writing contemporary romance, Moyes proves just as adept at historical fiction. . . . The Giver of Stars is a celebration of love, but also of reading, of knowledge, of female friendship, of the beauty of our most rural corners, and our enduring American grit: the kind of true grit that can be found in the hills of Kentucky and on the pages of this inspiring book."—The Washington Post"Moyes paints an engrossing picture of life in rural America, and its easy to root for the enterprising librarians."—The New York Times Book Review"Bestselling author Jojo Moyes has a unique way of using her prose to make her readers feel great emotions – love, passion, sadness, and grief – and her latest novel, The Giver of Stars– does not disappoint in that respect." —Parade"Moyes stays true to her narrative and takes full advantage of the sense of place she gained from repeated trips to the area . . . riveting. A stirring novel sure to please Moyess many fans."—Star Tribune"An epic journey of friendship, danger, and literacy. . . an ideal read."—theSkimm"With characters so real they feel like dear friends and a compelling storyline, this is a beautiful, special novel. I loved it and didnt want it to end!" —Liane Moriarty, #1 New York Times bestselling author of Big Little Lies"[A] dramatic, sweeping story. . . As well as creating wonderful strong characters, Jojo Moyes has an incredible eye for historical detail — I really felt as though I was riding over those Kentucky mountains with those women."—Sophie Kinsella for Bustle"Timeless, Jojo Moyess greatest work yet, and one of the most exquisitely-written—and absolutely compulsory—novels about women ever told." —Lisa Taddeo, #1 New York Times bestselling author of Three Women"Epic in scope and fiercely feminist. . . an unforgettable story." —POPSUGAR"Compelling. . . Its an epic feminist adventure that candidly paints a communitys soul-searching with great humor, heartache, honesty, and love."—The Christian Science Monitor"Inspired by the history of the actual Pack Horse Librarians, Moyes depicts the courage and resourcefulness of these women in loving detail. The Giver of Stars is a tribute not just to the brave women who brought the light of knowledge in dark times, but also to the rejuvenating bond of womens friendship."—The Associated Press"Moyes brings an often forgotten slice of history to life. . . the true power of the story is in the bonds between the women of the library. . . A love letter to the power of books and friendship." —Kirkus Reviews (starred review) "[An] homage to the power of reading and the strength of community. . . A must-read for womens fiction." —Booklist (starred review)"An adventure story grounded in female competence and mutual support, and an obvious affection for the popular literature of the early twentieth century, give this Depression-era novel plenty of appeal. . . . Theres plenty of drama, but the readers lasting impression is one of love." —Publishers Weekly"Rich in history, with well-developed characters and a strong sense of place, this book will fit well in any librarys fiction collection. For fans of Sara Gruens Water for Elephants or Catherine Marshalls Christy." —Library Journal (starred review) Review Quote Praise for The Giver of Stars "A captivating tale of love, friendship, and self-actualization." -- People " The Giver of Stars is a richly rewarding exploration of the depths of friendship, good men willing to stand up to bad and adult love. Moyes celebrates the power of reading in a terrific book that only reinforces that message." -- USA Today "Though she made her mark writing contemporary romance, Moyes proves just as adept at historical fiction. . . . The Giver of Stars is a celebration of love, but also of reading, of knowledge, of female friendship, of the beauty of our most rural corners, and our enduring American grit: the kind of true grit that can be found in the hills of Kentucky and on the pages of this inspiring book." -- The Washington Post "Moyes paints an engrossing picture of life in rural America, and its easy to root for the enterprising librarians." -- The New York Times Book Review "Bestselling author Jojo Moyes has a unique way of using her prose to make her readers feel great emotions - love, passion, sadness, and grief - and her latest novel, The Giver of Stars - does not disappoint in that respect." -- Parade "Moyes stays true to her narrative and takes full advantage of the sense of place she gained from repeated trips to the area . . . riveting. A stirring novel sure to please Moyess many fans." -- Star Tribune "An epic journey of friendship, danger, and literacy. . . an ideal read." -- theSkimm "With characters so real they feel like dear friends and a compelling storyline, this is a beautiful, special novel. I loved it and didnt want it to end!" -- Liane Moriarty, #1 New York Times bestselling author of Big Little Lies "[A] dramatic, sweeping story. . . As well as creating wonderful strong characters, Jojo Moyes has an incredible eye for historical detail -- I really felt as though I was riding over those Kentucky mountains with those women." -- Sophie Kinsella for Bustle "Timeless, Jojo Moyess greatest work yet, and one of the most exquisitely-written -- and absolutely compulsory -- novels about women ever told." -- Lisa Taddeo, #1 New York Times bestselling author of Three Women "Epic in scope and fiercely feminist. . . an unforgettable story." -- POPSUGAR "Compelling. . . Its an epic feminist adventure that candidly paints a communitys soul-searching with great humor, heartache, honesty, and love." -- The Christian Science Monitor "Inspired by the history of the actual Pack Horse Librarians, Moyes depicts the courage and resourcefulness of these women in loving detail. The Giver of Stars is a tribute not just to the brave women who brought the light of knowledge in dark times, but also to the rejuvenating bond of womens friendship." -- The Associated Press "Moyes brings an often forgotten slice of history to life. . . the true power of the story is in the bonds between the women of the library. . . A love letter to the power of books and friendship." -- Kirkus Reviews (starred review) "[An] homage to the power of reading and the strength of community. . . A must-read for womens fiction." -- Booklist (starred review) "An adventure story grounded in female competence and mutual support, and an obvious affection for the popular literature of the early twentieth century, give this Depression-era novel plenty of appeal. . . . Theres plenty of drama, but the readers lasting impression is one of love." -- Publishers Weekly "Rich in history, with well-developed characters and a strong sense of place, this book will fit well in any librarys fiction collection. For fans of Sara Gruens Water for Elephants or Catherine Marshalls Christy. " -- Library Journal (starred review) Excerpt from Book One Three months earlier It was, everyone agreed, fanning themselves outside the store or passing in the shade of the eucalyptus trees, unseasonably warm for September. The meeting hall at Baileyville was thick with the smells of lye soap and stale perfume, bodies wedged together in good poplin dresses and summer suits. The heat had permeated even the clapboard walls so that the wood creaked and sighed in protest. Pressed tight behind Bennett as he shuffled his way along the row of packed seats, apologizing as each person rose from their chair with a barely suppressed sigh, Alice swore that she felt the warmth of each body leach into her own as it leaned backward to let them pass. So sorry. So sorry. Bennett finally reached two empty seats and Alice, her cheeks glowing with embarrassment, sat down, ignoring the sideways glances of the people around them. Bennett looked down at his lapel, brushing at non-existent lint, then spotted her skirt. "You didnt change?" he murmured. "You said we were late." "I didnt mean for you to come out with your house clothes on." She had been trying to make cottage pie, to encourage Annie to put something other than Southern food on the table. But the potatoes had gone green, she hadnt been able to gauge the heat of the range, and the grease had spattered all over her when she dropped the meat onto the griddle. And when Bennett came in looking for her (she had, of course, lost track of time) he could not for the life of him see why she wouldnt just leave culinary matters to the housekeeper when an important meeting was about to take place. Alice placed her hand over the largest grease mark on her skirt and resolved to keep it there for the next hour. Because it would be an hour. Or two. Or-Lord help her-three. Church and meetings. Meetings and church. Sometimes Alice Van Cleve felt as if she had merely swapped one tedious daily pastime for another. That very morning in church Pastor McIntosh had spent almost two hours declaiming the sinners who were apparently plotting ungodly dominance around the little town, and was now fanning himself and looking disturbingly ready to speak again. "Put your shoes back on," Bennett murmured. "Someone might see you." "Its this heat," she said. "Theyre English feet. Theyre not used to these temperatures." She felt, rather than saw, her husbands weary disapproval. But she was too hot and tired to care, and the speakers voice had a narcoleptic quality so that she caught only every third word or so-germinating . . . pods . . . chaff . . . paper bags-and found it hard to care much about the rest. Married life, she had been told, would be an adventure. Travel to a new land! She had married an American, after all. New food! A new culture! New experiences! She had pictured herself in New York, neat in a two-piece suit in bustling restaurants and on crowded sidewalks. She would write home, boasting of her new experiences. Oh, Alice Wright? Wasnt she the one who married the gorgeous American? Yes, I had a postcard from her-she was at the Metropolitan Opera, or Carnegie Hall . . . Nobody had warned that it would involve so much small-talk over good china with elderly aunts, so much pointless mending and quilting or, even worse, so many deathly dull sermons. Endless, decades-long sermons and meetings. Oh, but these men did love the sound of their own voices! She felt as if she were being scolded for hours, four times a week. The Van Cleves had stopped at no fewer than thirteen churches on their way back here, and the only sermon that Alice enjoyed had taken place in Charleston, where the preacher had gone on so long his congregation had lost patience and decided, as one, to "sing him down"-to drown him out with song until he got the message and rather crossly closed his religious shop for the day. His vain attempts to speak over them, as their voices rose and swelled determinedly, had made her giggle. The congregations of Baileyville, Kentucky, she had observed, seemed disappointingly rapt. "Just put them back on, Alice. Please." She caught the eye of Mrs. Schmidt, in whose parlor she had taken tea two weeks previously, and looked to the front again, trying not to appear too friendly in case she invited her a second time. "Well, thank you, Hank, for that advice on seed storage. Im sure youve given us a lot to think about." As Alice slid her feet into her shoes, the pastor added, "Oh, no, dont get up, ladies and gentlemen. Mrs. Brady has asked for a moment of your time." Alice, now wise to this phrase, slid off her shoes again. A short middle-aged woman moved to the front-the kind her father would have described as "well upholstered," with the firm padding and solid curves one associated with a quality sofa. "Its about the mobile library," she said, wafting her neck with a white fan and adjusting her hat. "There have been developments that I would like to bring to your attention. "We are all aware of the-uh-devastating effects the Depression has had on this great country. So much attention has been focused on survival that many other elements of our lives have had to take a backseat. Some of you may be aware of President and Mrs. Roosevelts formidable efforts to restore attention to literacy and learning. Well, earlier this week I was privileged to attend a tea with Mrs. Lena Nofcier, chairman of the Library Service for the Kentucky PTA, and she told us that, as part of it, the Works Progress Administration has instituted a system of mobile libraries in several states-and even a couple here in Kentucky. Some of you may have heard about the library they set up over in Harlan County. Yes? Well, it has proven immensely successful. Under the auspices of Mrs. Roosevelt herself and the WPA-" "Shes an Episcopalian." "What?" "Roosevelt. Shes an Episcopalian." Mrs. Bradys cheek twitched. "Well, we wont hold that against her. Shes our First Lady and she is minding to do great things for our country." "She should be minding to know her place, not stirring things up everywhere." A jowly man in a pale linen suit shook his head and gazed around him, seeking agreement. Across the way, Peggy Foreman leaned forward to adjust her skirt at precisely the moment Alice noticed her, which made it seem that Alice had been staring at her. Peggy scowled and lifted her tiny nose into the air, then muttered something to the girl beside her, who leaned forward to give Alice the same unfriendly look. Alice sat back in her seat, trying to quell the color rising in her cheeks. Alice, youre not going to settle in unless you make some friends, Bennett kept telling her, as if she could sway Peggy Foreman and her crew of sour faces. "Your sweetheart is casting spells in my direction again," Alice murmured. "Shes not my sweetheart." "Well, she thought she was." "I told you. We were just kids. I met you, and . . . well, thats all history." "I wish youd tell her that." He leaned toward her. "Alice, the way you keep hanging back, people are starting to think youre kind of-stand-offish . . ." "Im English, Bennett. Were not built to be . . . hospitable." "I just think the more you get involved, the better it is for both of us. Pop thinks so, too." "Oh. He does, does he?" "Dont be like that." Mrs. Brady shot them a look. "As I was saying, due to the success of such endeavors in neighboring states, the WPA has released funds to enable us to create our own traveling library here in Lee County." Alice stifled a yawn. On the credenza at home there was a photograph of Bennett in his baseball uniform. He had just hit a home run, and his face held a look of peculiar intensity and joy, as if at that moment he were experiencing something transcendent. She wished he would look at her like that again. But when she allowed herself to think about it, Alice Van Cleve realized her marriage had been the culmination of a series of random events, starting with a broken china dog when she and Jenny Fitzwalter had played a game of indoor badminton (it had been raining-what else were they supposed to do?), escalating with the loss of her place at secretarial school due to persistent lateness, and finally her apparently unseemly outburst at her fathers boss during Christmas drinks. ("But he put his hand on my bottom while I was handing around the vol-au-vents!" Alice protested. "Dont be vulgar, Alice," her mother said, shuddering.) These three events-with an incident involving her brother Gideons friends, too much rum punch, and a ruined carpet (she hadnt realized the punch contained alcohol! Nobody said!)-had caused her parents to suggest what they called a "period of reflection," which had amounted to "keeping Alice indoors." She had heard them talking in the kitchen: "Shes always been that way. Shes like your aunt Harriet," Father had said dismissively, and Mother had not spoken to him for two whole days, as if the idea of Alice being the product of her genetic line had been so unbearably offensive. And so, over the long winter, as Gideon went to endless balls and cocktail parties, disappeared for long weekends at friends houses, or partied in London, she gradually fell off her friends invitation lists, and sat at home, working half-heartedly at scrappy embroidery, her only outings accompanying her mother on visits to elderly relatives or to Womens Institute gatherings, where the sub Details ISBN0399562494 Author Jojo Moyes Short Title The Giver of Stars Pages 416 Language English Year 2021 ISBN-10 0399562494 ISBN-13 9780399562495 Format Paperback Publication Date 2021-05-04 DEWEY 823.92 Country of Publication United States AU Release Date 2021-05-04 NZ Release Date 2021-05-04 US Release Date 2021-05-04 UK Release Date 2021-05-04 Publisher Penguin Putnam Inc Imprint Penguin USA Replaces 9781984879394 Audience General Subtitle A Novel We've got this At The Nile, if you're looking for it, we've got it. 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