She was falling in love, she knew it and there was no stopping it from happening. They had been together for a little more than six months now and she was thinking he would be asking her to move in soon. She wanted to wait, not to rush into anything, but she knew deep down that she would say ‘yes’. The only drawback, if there was a drawback, was the amount of time he spent away. But he was in sales, and that is what people in sales did. They traveled, a lot. Sales technology to be exact, ie, big bucks! That meant, with her measly salary as an editor they would be able to buy a home soon after marrying and then have children and a beautiful home in the suburbs with their son and daughter going to the best schools, but she was getting ahead of herself. Way ahead!

May Sarton’s childhood was rich and intellectually stimulating with a father who was an international scholar and a mother who was an artist. Both parents were avid readers and exposed their daughter to an abundant cultural life. Although Sarton was supposed to go to Vassar, the theater became her passion. But the depression soon ended that and with a $100 a month allowance from her father she sold poems and later short stories to popular magazines. Her editor at Houghton Mifflin told her he felt she was a novelist rather than a short story writer. Thus began her career as a novelist. But poetry was at the core of Sarton’s creativity.

I will always check out a man with washboard abs and an excellent physique. What normal healthy woman wouldn't? But I can't tell you how sick I am of all the book covers that have half-clothed men (revealing washboard abs) and often with equally clad women draped over them. This is the ultimate in boring and unoriginal and I can't get by these covers fast enough. Since I've joined BookGorilla and BookBub and a few others, I've been inundated by these cookie-cutter covers. I can only imagine that the contents of the book is most likely as canned as the cover. 

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