Synopsis: It is 1960. When Jennifer Stirling wakes up in the hospital, she can remember nothing-not the tragic car accident that put her there, not her husband, not even who she is. She feels like a stranger in her own life until she stumbles upon an impassioned letter, signed simply “B”, asking her to leave her husband.

Years later, in 2003, a journalist named Ellie discovers the same enigmatic letter in a forgotten file in her newspaper’s archives. She becomes obsessed by the story and hopeful that it can resurrect her faltering career. Perhaps if these lovers had a happy ending she will find one to her own complicated love life, too. Ellie’s search will rewrite history and help her see the truth about her own modern romance.

Review: I heard many times about Jojo Moyes and the opinions I’ve seen of her books have been awesome. I knew that it was about time for me to start reading one of her novels. However, for this, I was waiting to have a summary that would really please me and it happened with The last letter of your lover. The story seemed really interesting and I always find it very intriguing to see an author mixing past and present in the same novel. I must say that I now understand all the praises as I had a great time there and the author’s writing style is a delight to discover and to follow.

Ellie is a young woman of our time who has a relationship with a married man. Despite what everyone says about it, she loves him and it’s hard for her to believe that he will not leave his wife for her. A stereotype you will surely say, but all relationships are different, so why not this one? Living as a journalist, she has to write an article with documents collected from the archives. This is also where she will fall on letters that will resonate in her and that will take us away at the same time. We also discover Jenny Sterling, a young woman living in the 60s and whose beauty has charmed many. Jenny is married to a very rich man, but that does not make her necessarily happy in her marriage and her meeting with Anthony makes her realize that there may be more than that. But it is a story of cursed lovers that we follow here, a story that touches our heart and splits it. A story that we follow, hopping that it will end well and yet life is always there to put obstacles in their way. The first one? An accident makes Jennifer amnesia. Jenny… Oh poor Jenny … Everyone is expecting to see the woman she was before, and that means the happy wife of her husband. That’s why she is now confined to this role. But our heroine wants more, she does not know who she is, she does not know what’s going on and plays the role entrusted to her while trying to change her image. This is certainly the case until the discovery of these letters, some passionate letters from a man. A man she does not remember anything about in fact but the words touch the deepest part of herself. Jennifer is going to try to collect the pieces of her life, to find out what everyone is hiding and to finally live. But is it even possible?

I really had a great time with this story. Jenny and Anthony really touched me and their history is so complicated and tortuous. I was carried away by their emotions, their letters, their hopes, their desires. We’re taken very easily by the story and we’re hoping that all will end well for them. Yet nothing is ever easy and I have to say that they really suffer both. The letters are also very moving and it’s true that I was looking forward to read more and to know the end of the story of the two lovers. Of course everything comes in due time and it is true that I was quite impressed with everything they had to overcome to live as they wished. Many times missed, false beliefs and obstacles.

One thing is certain, the writing of the author is a real pleasure to read and to follow and I am very curious to read more and therefore to immerse myself in another of her stories. I had a great time as I have said and I can only advise you to start it too. I’m sure you will not be disappointed!

Résumé : Deux époques, deux destins de femmes.
Jennifer vit dans une cage dorée sur la Riviera pendant les années 1960. Depuis son accident de voiture, elle a perdu la mémoire… jusqu’au jour où cette femme mariée redécouvre les lettres de son amant.
Quarante ans plus tard, Ellie retrouve cette correspondance amoureuse. Au fil de son enquête, la jeune femme va reconsidérer sa conception de l’amour et surtout son histoire avec un homme marié. La dernière lettre changera leur vie à jamais.

Avis : J’ai entendu parler de Jojo Moyes à de nombreuses reprises et les avis que j’ai vus de ses livres ont toujours été des plus élogieux. Je savais qu’il était temps que je me lance dans la lecture d’un de ses romans. Pourtant, pour cela, j’attendais de pouvoir avoir un résumé qui me plaise réellement et c’est arrivé avec La dernière lettre de son amant. L’histoire semblait vraiment intéressante et je trouve toujours très intrigant de voir un auteur mélanger passé et présent dans un même roman. Je dois dire que je comprends maintenant toutes les éloges, j’ai passé un excellent moment et l’écriture de l’auteure est un régal à découvrir et à suivre.

Ellie est une jeune femme de notre époque qui a une relation avec un homme marié. Malgré ce que tout le monde lui dit, elle l’aime et il lui est difficile de croire qu’il ne va pas quitter sa femme pour elle. Un stéréotype me direz-vous, mais toutes les relations sont différentes, alors pourquoi pas celle-ci ? Journaliste, elle doit écrire un article à l’aide de documents collectés aux archives. C’est d’ailleurs là qu’elle va tomber sur des lettres qui résonneront en elle et qui nous emporteront par la même occasion. On découvrira aussi Jenny Sterling, une jeune femme vivant dans les années 60 et dont la beauté en a charmé plus d’un. Jenny est mariée à un homme très riche, mais cela ne la rend pas forcément heureuse dans son mariage et c’est en rencontrant Anthony, qu’elle se rend compte qu’il peut y avoir plus que tout cela. Mais c’est une histoire d’amants maudits que l’on suit ici, une histoire qui nous touche et nous fend le cœur. Une histoire que l’on suit en espérant que tout se passe bien et pourtant la vie est toujours là pour poser des obstacles sur leur route. Le premier ? Un accident qui rend Jennifer amnésique. Oh Jenny… pauvre Jenny… Tout le monde s’attend à ce qu’elle redevienne la femme qu’elle était, qu’elle soit l’heureuse femme de son mari et qu’elle se cantonne à son rôle. Mais notre héroïne désire plus, elle ne sait plus qui elle est, elle ne sait pas ce qu’il se passe et elle joue le rôle qu’on lui confie tout en essayant de changer son image. C’est en tout cas le cas jusqu’à la découverte de ces lettres, des lettres passionnées qu’un homme lui a écrites. Un homme dont elle ne se rappelle rien mais dont les mots la touchent au plus profond d’elle-même. Jennifer va donc essayer de rassembler les bouts de sa vie, de découvrir ce que tout le monde lui cache et de finalement vivre. Mais est-ce seulement possible ?

J’ai vraiment passé un très bon moment avec cette histoire. Jenny et Anthony m’ont vraiment tous les deux beaucoup touchée et leur histoire est tellement compliquée et tortueuse. J’ai été emportée par leurs émotions, leurs lettres, leurs espoirs, leurs désirs. On se prend très facilement au jeu et on espère que tout finira bien pour eux. Pourtant rien n’est jamais facile et je dois dire qu’ils ont vraiment beaucoup souffert tous les deux. Les lettres sont aussi très émouvantes et c’est vrai que j’attendais avec impatience de pouvoir en lire plus et connaitre la fin de l’histoire de nos deux amoureux. Bien sûr tout arrive en temps et en heure et c’est vrai que l’on reste assez impressionnée par tout ce qu’ils ont du surmonter pour vivre comme ils le désiraient. Beaucoup de moments manqués, de croyances erronées et d’obstacles.

Une chose est sûre, l’écriture de l’auteure est un réel plaisir à lire et à suivre et je suis très curieuse de pouvoir en lire plus et de me plonger dans une autre de ses histoires. J’ai passé un excellent moment comme je l’ai dit et je ne peux que vous conseiller de vous lancer aussi. Je suis sure que vous ne serez pas déçus !

Celine is a French blogger who writes some fictional reviews about the books she loves the most and they always make me laugh. I hope the humor even if translated is kept. Thanks for her reviews.

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Synopsis: Lou Clark knows lots of things. She knows how many footsteps there are between the bus stop and home. She knows she likes working in The Buttered Bun tea shop and she knows she might not love her boyfriend Patrick.

What Lou doesn’t know is she’s about to lose her job or that knowing what’s coming is what keeps her sane.

Will Traynor knows his motorcycle accident took away his desire to live. He knows everything feels very small and rather joyless now and he knows exactly how he’s going to put a stop to that.

What Will doesn’t know is that Lou is about to burst into his world in a riot of colour. And neither of them knows they’re going to change the other for all time.

Disclaimer: « The characters and situations in this story are fictional, any resemblance to existing persons and situations can only be coincidental« 

For mémo: Episode 1 ; Episode 2 ; Episode 3 ; Episode 4 ; Episode 5 ; Episode 6 ; Episode 7 ; Episode 8

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(Santa Claus City, Laponie. 12.25. 2014)

– Your theory sucks, completely sucks, Melliane grumbles, wrapped in her cloak. Her nose is red from the cold and a lock of her hair escaped from her cap, was frizzing.

I refrain from commenting and smile at her. My theory is very good, it is even super good. I am very proud of me. This is more than a theory, it’s a revelation.

– Thinking that Santa is also in the plot against books. Not possible… Santa Claus is the friend of children, adults…. Everybody knows that. Even of books … especially of books … she adds.

I take off in a hurry one of my mittens. The cold bites my skin but I don’t care. I thrust my hand into the pocket of my parka.

– Here, read it, I said seeking the answer from Santa.

She accepts it with a nod.

– Already read. But still. Santa, the black-list-of-banned-books… Do you realize that?

I know, I know …

I continue to move forward somehow. There is a lot of snow. The sign indicating Santa’s Village blinks frantically, we are approaching the goal. Through the flakes, I see the wall. A real wall, higher than the Great Wall of China. Melliane suggested to go through the tourist entrance and to mingle with the crowd come to visit the Santa Claus’ workshop, but I’ve refused. Actually, I do not really know why. A story of wave of surprise, I think. Perhaps it would have been better to go through the main entrance, especially since I have not taken any rackets. Melliane, took some and progresses with ease. This is a southern girl, and I from the north though. I wake up my knees and gently place my foot. Failed… I sink almost to the waist.

– And sh….
– We do not swear, it’s Christmas, Melliane rebukes me while looking at me.

A little contrite smile on my face. I get up again above the knees, and again I sink to the waist. I am tempted to test the progress called “breaststroke” which would basically be swimming in the snow. I’m not really convinced of its effectiveness, and I would venture to dip my beautiful fuchsia jacket. I suddenly agree. My theory sucks, completely sucks. I must be wrong. Santa can not be one of the minions of the gods-of-all-the-stuff-of-the-sea-and-the-land. I would have to reread the response of Father Christmas, I must have misunderstood. But my fingers are frozen, and I’m afraid that if I withdraw my blocks, I may not be able to put them back on. Or worse, to see one of my fingers falling. Anyway, I read it so many times that I know it by heart.

“Dear Livre-vie,

I acknowledge receipt of your letter, and I can only congratulate you for your efforts, even though I have some reservations for some of them. I do not hold account to them, that is not the subject of this letter. No, what worries me is what my elves have reported me.

You have again yielded to temptation with a novel called Me Before You by Jojo Moyes. You thought that “it is undeniably one of the books that touched you the most” and that “the author has perfectly shared the complexity of disability and human feelings.” All this is acceptable, we can only encourage the authors to talk about the differences for tolerance. By cons, saying that “you’ve been so transported that you cried all the tears in your body,” and that you’ve “rarely read a most beautiful story” is another matter. As that “love abolishes the difference and leads us into her beautiful spiral of feelings, perfectly rendered by an equally vibrant writing.”

Yes, we are worried. Even more when we hear that you think that “everyone should read this book, because it is much more than a love story. It’s a universal story, learning to see beyond differences, appearances. »

You have sinned again and again, so much so that we had to make an emergency meeting with the gods-of-all-the-things-from-earth-and-the-Sea. Mrs. Claus was even invited…

We have decided that you can not wait for the next meeting of the Anonymous Books Addicts, it will be too late for you.

For the salvation of your soul, we urge you to deposit the said book on the table in your living room on the 25^th December at 00:00. I’ll take it and will find a place where he can not harm anyone. Also thank you to accompany it with a bottle of rum to help me get warm during my long night of work.

Yours
Santa Claus

PS: We’re starting to monitor very closely Melliane, she has published a list of her favorite books of 2014, and there are many of them. Not to mention the cardboard of books she sent you. You should try to choose your friends better”

Yeah, sacred answer. My theory is not so smoky. Obviously it’s out of the question to leave Me before you on the table in my living room. No, I put it well protected. It is a gem, a gem of emotions. A life lesson that kept me awake until a late hour. No, I have not given it up on the table in my living room.

I advance bravely trying to ignore the snow that just slept into my pants. Melliane is now a good ten feet in front of me. Finally, taking the crooked paths is a good thing. We will be able to enter in silence in the Santa Claus cave, and free up thousands of banned books. So many treasures destined to disappear. Yes, we are heroes, but it’s cold, anyway. The snow burns my skin. I should have taken a sledge. Melliane would have towed me with her racket. She seems at ease, as if she had done it all her life.

Melliane suddenly clears her throat, and without realizing it, I struck. She falls forward, her head in the snow. I expect to receive the full brunt of her anger, and wait to absorb the shock, but nothing. She is scanning a point there, basically, and frowns with a preoccupied air.

– Uh, you know, you that reindeer have sharp teeth?
– Not possible… It’s the vampires that have sharp teeth, no reindeer. I told you not to drink too much eggnog!

She reaches out a hand, and I take a look. A row of reindeer stands a few meters ahead. They smile at us. Their teeth are actually very, very sharp …

Céline est une blogueuse française qui écrit des fiction mettant en scène ses romans préférés. Elles me font toujours rire et j’espère que vous les apprécierez aussi. Merci à elle de les partager.

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Résumé : Lou est une fille ordinaire qui mène une vie monotone à souhait. Quand elle se retrouve au chômage, dans ce trou paumé de l’Angleterre dont elle n’est jamais sortie, Lou accepte un contrat de six mois pour tenir compagnie à un handicapé. Malgré l’accueil glacial qu’il lui réserve, Lou va découvrir en lui un jeune homme exceptionnel, brillant dans les affaires, accro aux sensations fortes et voyageur invétéré. Mais depuis l’accident qui l’a rendu tétraplégique, Will veut mettre fin à ses jours. Lou n’a que quelques mois pour le faire changer d’avis.