Rosefolly-Maisie Dobbs?

My book just might be unfair, but I thought since most of us had a kindle they might get it? -it is a recent freebie!

Pat

I am a young Olympic runner who has just gone to Berlin to take part in the games. (Those of you who have read it can see that I've only begun the book!!)

I have taken a break from the Archives and gone to Imre to seek out Denna, only to find her on the arm of my arch enemy Ambrose.

Got the first one, too, but none of the others.

Phyllis, are you Louis Zamperini in Unbroken? Or his earlier memoir Devil at My Heels?

Pat, no, I am not Maisie Dobbs or anyone from that series.

Rosefolly

I'm a young girl spending my lazy summer days with my brother exploring the Italian castle which my parent's have purchased.

Rosefolly, I bet you are "Lark Rise to Candleford" by Flora Thompson, one of my very favorite books!

I am deep in Africa, about to go mountain-climbing with 2 couples. I am very nervous, as the situation in Kenya seems increasingly out of control, politically. Kenyatta may have to step down. I've been also attacked by fire ants and my car was stolen. We are talking of visiting Finch Hatton's grave.

What a fun thread!

I'm in the area in which I live (in real time) but back in the 1950's. The police and locals are hunting for a ne'er do well who is p**ing through people's letter boxes. The whole town is permanently shrouded in fog and I am finding the author's use of landmarks/town and village names/railway lines/main roads very confusing. Every few sentences I stop and think "Does that road lead to those hills?" "Was there ever a direct train to London?" "Did the sun never come out in the '50's?"
You may nor know the actual book but it is part of a series . . . and I should have started at Number One as I am mixed up by ALL the characters.

Now Rosefolly, If I only knew your grandmother's middle name I'd be halfway there. I don't think it is 'Lark Rise . . .' because Flora was never a servant but worked in the Post Office in the 1890's.

Veer, you are right. I am not Flora or anyone else from that book. However, an indirect clue can be found from one of my recent posts.

Rosefolly

Book 1
I'm on the verge of being a spinster. I am smart and very opinionated for my time. I have become infatuated with the distinguished Mr. Casaubon. Uuugh...that Sir James, has become quite bothersome.

Book 2

Ritchie, Audrey and I are playing cards. I am so in Love with Audrey. I don't know how to tell her or should I tell her. I went to 13 Harrison Avenue.

Gosh - some of these are tough!

Rosefolly - are you in Atonement?

I'm clueless on most of these too!

I'm at the Exit 8 Big Top Mall and Video Arcade, off Rt 95.

No, not Atonement. But here is a stronger clue: I am in another book by an author I recently reviewed. There, I think that will do it!

LadyRose65, is your Book One Middlemarch?

Rosefolly

I guess at Middlemarch, too.

I also think it's Middlemarch.

I have just returned to Paris after a long and successful tour abroad, and am worried that Parisians will no longer adore me. However, I have so many lovers to keep me warm and happy. I have the most outrageous wardrobe in Paris and men have literally covered me with jewels.

And I am a real person.

Apart from the Thirteenth Tale, I have this one:

I am just about to enter the Atlantic Ocean (rounding South Africa right now), trying to find a safe place to land on Tristan da Cunha, a frequently unmentioned part of the British Empire... Weather is unpredictable and there are few safe harbours to land.

No more guesses just now, but some of you are in some intriguing situations!

I am in Lincoln during the reign of King John, recovering physically and mentally from 8 years as a prisoner/galley slave, having been captured by the Saracens while on Crusade. I am temporarily on leave from my Order, staying with the castellan, Nicolaa de la Haye, and her husband Gerard Camville, the Sheriff. Nicolaa has discovered my talent of detection, and makes use of it to keep the peace.

I agree with Middlemarch.

woodnymph, is your book A Change in Altitude by Anita Shreve? It has been a while since I read it but it sounds familiar.

Book 1: I am a detective in Scotland, expecting twins, and working on a murder case that involves a man with two families who hanged himself. The murdered person is not a member of the families. I'm also dealing with difficult co-workers.

Book 2: I'm in Key West, attempting to get a job as a food writer for a new magazine, but I've been charged with the murder of the magazine owner, who also was responsible for the break-up of my recent relationship.

I don't really expect anyone to know these two books, especially the second one, but I'm unexpectedly quite enjoying them both.

I am impoverished book seller and book binder who has been offered a strange job by an aristocratic widow (of an Anglican bishop), namely to restore the reputation and sanity of her son by disproving the existence of ghosts.

I am in Birmingham, Alabama. My sister and I are helping our cousin search for his wife of 40 years who ran off with the house painter. It sounds too silly for words, but it's actually pretty good so far.

I am reading "Middlemarch" and I am Messenger.

I do not know any of these that are as of yet unsolved!

I was in my basement looking for books and got drawn into a beloved re-read...so...here is an easy one.

Most of my friends got stuck working the docks after graduation. Tractors are replacing draft horses so not many jobs are available. Five years of hard labor in school and for what? So when the letter came to have tea in Yorkshire and discuss a position for an assistant, I could not believe my luck.

PAM

PAM, that sounds like the first James Herriot book, I think called If Only They Could Talk.

I am in the North Carolina mountains, trying to get a cabin built before the winter sets in, as I really don't want to live any longer with my rich relative up river from Wilmington.

Timallan, if no one correctly guesses your book, please let us know eventually what it is. It sounds right up my alley!

As for me: It's 1970. I've been thinking about my youth in England from 1939 when war was declared (and I was at school) through 1947 when I was finally demobbed from the army. I've been collecting other people's reminiscences, too, and have put them into book form. One boy who was nine years old at the time recalls his impression of when the Yanks came: "They brought candy, chewing gum, cigarettes, and babies."

astrokath, you got it! My copy is entitled All Creatures Get and Small. Perhaps it was titled differently in Australia.

timallen, I would also like to know the title of your book! Ditto Frieda, yours sounds intriguing!

PAM

Frances, you guessed correctly!

Astrokath, I think you are reading Diana Gabaldon's Drums of Autumn?

Correct Siobhan *g*

I am currently just outside London with a young man who has been terribly wounded during his time in France fighting the Hun... Right now, the docs are rebuilding his jaw, but until this is complete, he seems frightening to people, including his mother.

I think you are reading My Dear, I Wanted To Tell You. And a fine book it is!

Siobhan - dead on target...!

Now I am in China, with a man who is working as a doctor in a large city. His wife lives miles away from him, and he is trying to work out how to convince her to give him a divorce. Everything is run by the military and the government so not much individual freedom.

I am in the countryside of England, newly arrived to a vast estate near the sea. I am wandering on the beautiful grounds, through the Happy Valley,past rhododendrons in bloom, down to a decrepit old cottage on the shore.

Woodnymph, you are the unnamed heroine of DuMaurier's Rebecca, having just come home with her new husband to his great estate of Manderley.

I am a young courtesan in Paris during the Second Empire. I have just made my stage debut as an actress but I am broke and need to take on more lovers to pay for my expensive way of life.

You guessed it! "Rebecca" is one of my favorite novels of all time.

Mary, have you read Rebecca's Tale by Sally Beauman? It tells the other side of the story.

Ooooh, I think I know one. Lemonhead - from back in Feb. - are you in the book "Waiting"? I don't recall the author.

I'm on vacation at a wonderful Inn in the Irish countryside with my wife, who the previous night reinjured her ankle when a man jumped out of the armoire in our room when she came up to bed.

Carolyn, I don't think I've read the Beauman book, although I have heard of it. Is this the one that tells the story from Mrs. Danvers' point of view?

No, from Rebecca's.

I am a middle-aged Social Worker who, through no fault of my own have been unable to save the life of an' at risk' child. To get away from the attention of the media I am hold-up in a rickety cottage on the edge of Dartmoor where the neighbours are more hostile and odd than the inner city crowds. Will I crack under the pressure?

I am more than one characters back and forward in time, in a central America republic ,hatching to kill the tyrant,(dark and violent years will follow)and recalling those days and their consequences.

grelobe

I am in thrall to an old ghost story being told to my group of friends one summer's night. Is it true?...

Boo!

15th century London just as Henry VIII is coming to power and the Reformation is exploding across Europe (it is a biography of Thomas More).

Lemonhead, are you describing a scene from To Kill a Mockingbird?

I've been captured by Whites in Colonial America, all the while missing my own people, who lived close to nature, hunter-gatherers.

Kathy-T - sorry, but not describing TKAM... I was reading "Turn of the Screw" by James....

Now, I am in Shropshire in England, on a falling apart estate at the wedding of my soon-to-be sister in law and my engagement has been just broken. Lots of fog around and my sister has just arrived from London with two inappropriate acquaintences...

Liz, is this "I Capture the Castle"?

Lemonhead - I couldn't really remember a ghost story in TKAM, but it seemed plausible and I thought your "Boo!" might be a clue. Wrong!

After surviving the Spanish flu I have returned to France to provide medical care for the wounded soldiers and to try to uncover who had killed the officer who was our family friend.