My Top Ten Books of 2019

The time has come again to face an impossible task of narrowing the 117 books I have read into a top ten list. As always it was difficult to do but I have managed and I will list them in no particular order. Apart from my favourite book of the year which I will reveal at the end. You can see my review for each book by clicking on the title.

Expectation by Anna Hope.

If Only I Could Tell You by Hannah Beckerman.

The Photographer Of The Lost by Caroline Scott

Changeling by Matt Wesolowski

Red Snow by Will Dean

From The City, From The Plough by Alexander Baron

On My Life by Angela Clarke

The Taking Of Annie Thorne by C. J. Tudor

The Girl At The Window by Rowan Coleman

My Book of 2019

Turbulent Wake by Paul. E Hardisty

If Only I Could Tell You by Hannah Beckerman – Blog Tour Review.

About The Book

Audrey’s family has fallen apart. Her two grown-up daughters, Jess and Lily, are estranged, and her two teenage granddaughters have never been allowed to meet. A secret that echoes back thirty years has splintered the family in two, but is also the one thing keeping them connected. As tensions reach breaking point, the irrevocable choice that one of them made all those years ago is about to surface. After years of secrets and silence, how can one broken family find their way back to each other?

My Review

With thanks to the publisher for the copy I received. If Only I Could Tell You is a book that I jumped at the chance to read solely on everything I had heard about the author. I didn’t even spend much time reading the synopsis. However little is revealed there, apart from mentioning a family rift and Audrey’s determination to mend it.

I am going to attempt to review this book without saying too much about it. It is one that is appreciated more the less you know. But I will say that Audrey is a character who I adored. I loved her spirit, determination to sort out her two daughters, stubbornness and bravery. The daughters Lily and Jess infuriated me at times, Jess in particular who came across as being willing to let bitterness destroy her life. The two grand daughters, Phoebe and Mia were just like Audrey and could have taught their mothers a thing or two.

I had planned to read some of this novel on a break at work. But on reflection I am glad that I didn’t get the chance. The blubbering red eyed look isn’t the best! if you read this novel I suggest settling down with a hot chocolate, Nina Simone playing in the background, plenty of tissues and hope for no interruptions. Just wonderful.