Good Morning Dear Reader:

Our cove is a beach! Look at the poor boat houses! Pray for rain!
While Houston is soaked to the gills with torrential rains, poor Austin is still clenched in drought. Things are a bit greener, but nowhere near normal. Looking out at Lake Travis, our little cove is now a beach where boathouses sit wistfully longing to float again. It is sad indeed.
A really good read…
What is not sad is the glorious state of literature today. Girlfriend Weekend (BeautyandtheBook.com) in Jefferson, Texas left me with a “to read” list longer than my arm. I brought home a tote bag full of new, autographed novels, all begging to be read first. After hearing author Robert Leleux speak, I knew The Living End, A Family Memoir of Forgetting and Forgiving, would be first in line. And what a brilliant decision that was.
The Living End could be the tragic story of a dynamic Southern woman who is stricken with Alzheimer’s and the sad years that follow. But it is not. It is the story of the miraculous healing of a family that has been broken for decades. It is funny, poignant and filled with characters that you long to know better. Much of the novel is set in Texas where big hair was born and people are just a little larger than life.
This is Leleux’s story, his life and the lives of his beloved grandmother, JoAnn, his grandfather, Alfred, and his mother, Jessica. It is the story of the healing that took place in their family when JoAnn’s Alzheimer’s dissolved all the bad memories of a broken relationship between she and her daughter. It allowed them to express their real love for each other. I won’t spoil it for you by telling the entire story, but I will promise that you will want to read more from Robert Leleux. Don’t just take my word for it, literary luminaries such as Pat Conroy (Prince of Tides, South of Broad), and John Berendt (Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil) have lauded Leleux’s talent.
Up next, I’m reading his first book, The Memoirs of a Beautiful Boy. What are you reading?
A good book and a movie…
Last week I reluctantly went with friends to the movies. You know that I love movies, but I am a relentless reader of reviews and when I read from several sources that a movie is just mediocre, I just can’t bring myself to see it before it hits cable and am completely desperate. But I had no good excuse and these girls are so dear to me that I just sucked it up and went. Poor me, I know your heart must just be breaking.
Armed with my usual supply of M&M’s and chilled beverage smuggled in, I purchased a trash can-size container of artery-clogging popcorn. I then prepared myself for cinema mediocrity. Not even two inches into that tub of expensive fluff, I found myself caught up in the story. One for the Money is a romantic comedy, police caper, and fabulous eye candy. Kathrine Heigl is clearly gorgeous and talented. Her chemistry with on-screen Irish co-star Jason O’Mara is electric. He is also hot, hot. The movie is fun and keeps the action moving. Debbie Reynolds as grandma steals every scene she is in. While it is not Shakespeare, it is very entertaining.
The weather is crappy–cold and wet. It somehow seems like chicken and dumpling weather. So that’s what I’m making. You always can tell a Southern girl by her comfort food, even if the accent has been corrupted by too many years in Texas. It’s what mama would have made.
Have a wonderful day!
Diane







































