Book Review: Ireland by Frank Delaney
This is my own photo taken by me. I wish I could remember exactly where this is, but all I can remember is that it's some fiord in West Ireland (perhaps near Connemara). Just the other evening I finished the lengthy novel Ireland by Frank Delaney. Of course, I chose to read this novel because I adore and worship all things Irish, and the author's name seemed familiar. Perhaps, it's just one of those common Irish names that I've come across so many times. Anyway, back to my book review: it is well worth the time spent on this magnificent tome (I've been looking for a reason to use that word.). It took me about five days to read, which is a long time for me as I usually finish books in just a couple of days. The novel is breathtaking in prose and imagery. The author layers multiple stories within this novel. Ronan is just a boy when an itinerant storyteller shows up at his family's home to dazzle the village with tales of old. Ronan is entranc...
