Oh, how I love a good family saga! Chapters told from alternating viewpoints by three generations of women, and a large summer home on the Maine coast only enhance the experience. Maine by J. Courtney Sullivan offers both, along with the requisite problems and drama you've come to expect in a multi-generational family story. Just don't expect it to be neatly tied up with a ribbon at the end... life isn't like than anyway.
For me, Maine was absolutely the right book at the right time. It was the story I'd been craving all summer long, made even more special because it came from one blogging friend (thanks, Jennifer!) via another. I've already added my inscription to the inside cover and shipped it off with hope that the next reader loves it just as much.
A couple of favorite passages:
" You all seem to think that you should marry someone when you feel this intense emotion, which you call love. And then you expect that the love will fade over time, as life gets harder. When what you should do is find yourself a nice enough fellow and let real love develop over years and births and deaths and so on."
-Alice, family matriarch p. 253
They hardly said a word to one another as they walked the path, humbled by the natural beauty. You couldn't come here and not be absorbed by it. Off to the left on the other side of the fence stood stately homes with big front porches and Adirondack chairs on the lawns. To the right there was nothing but the pounding surf below, crashing against the rocks, the tide swaying back and forth like a dance. It made you feel as though you were part of something more important than just you. Like even if there was no God there was always the ocean - before you and after you, breathing in and out for all eternity. p. 257