It was sad night tonight when I learned of the death of the wonderful Maeve Binchy.
Growing up in Ireland , and loving books, there was no way that I could not read something by Maeve Binchy . In fact after reading one of her books you cannot help but read everything else that Maeve ever wrote. That is what I did.
Maeve could tell a story in a way that made you care very much for each and every one of the characters. They were memorable and special, each and every one. You could almost picture them living real lives in the towns they were from.
Maeve had a unique and soothing voice and on the many occasions I watched her on Irish television or on the radio over here , I always found myself stopping what I was doing and giving her my full attention as she was interviewed by our presenters over here. Her voice was engaging and full of humour and wit, and it never failed to put a smile on my face.
I will treasure each and every book I have of hers as there will now be no more books to look forward to. I never dreamed she would be taken from us so soon. Ireland lost someone very special.
The first book I read by Maeve was Light A Penny Candle..OOhh how I loved that book.All of my copies are well worn and loved in paperback and hardback. The book had been out a good few years before I came across it but when I did I became a lifelong fan .
With all my favourite writers I collect all their books and I dread the day I get news that one of them has passed.
Authurs do not realise I think how much sometimes their books mean to us. Sometimes we pick up their books at times in our life when we need something.. perhaps part of the storyline is relevent to what we may be going through in our own life or perhaps we have read their book at times when our own life has something wonderful happening in it .I can often think back to times in the past, and the books I was reading then, and when I open the book, maybe after many years, the memories coming flooding back,be it good or bad.
We ( the booklovers) will miss this wonderful writer, this charming and witty woman who told us so many stories and made us care for each and every one of them.