I’m at the end of the pile of new-to-me Jodi Picoult novels… and I think she released a new book this week!
Robin lent me Harvesting the Heart which was a good read, as usual from Picoult. The novel tells the story of Paige, who grew up with her father in Chicago after her mother left, and Nicholas, an up-and-coming cardiac surgeon who falls in love with artistic and colorful Paige. We read along through their romance, getting flashbacks to their separate childhoods, and see the painful depression and desperation that overtakes Paige after she becomes a mother. Paige searches for her own mother, and in doing so searches for an understanding of herself as well.
I loved the descriptions of Paige’s charcoal sketches and the hidden images that would appear in them. I understood, as I think most mothers would, those moments of confusion and inadequacy at being handed a tiny living being.
Harvesting the Heart wasn’t my favorite of Picoult’s novels but explored some interesting issues about family, love and motherhood and reading it was a cozy way to spend quiet moments.