Finished Survivors' Club #3, Escape by Mary Balogh, few days ago.
When started reading it, it seemed a bit boring, especially compared to first 2 books in the series, and then 'life' intervened putting reading romance novels aside for several months.
After little encouragement from fellows forumites (thank you @drazen & @Anthony), I got back to it ~2 weeks ago, and boy, it really has had an impact on me, my self-understanding and (probably) emotional center.
The very next morning, after restarting with reading it, I was woken up after only one REM/sleep cycle (~1h45min in my case) by a strange, vivid and emotionally charged dream. Waking up by dreams after only 1 or 2 REM cycles after going to sleep, which is highly unusual for me, continued every other morning in average, til the end of the book.
Dreams weren't erotic/sexual in nature (which sometimes happen after taking melatonin before going to sleep), but sometimes just bizarre and strange ones leaving me wondering what that was about, like attending the conference/summit of professional hitmen where in the auditorium some guys suddenly stood up with AK-47 looking as to begin something that resembled mass school shooting and me running at one of those guys with a broom with broken handle. Then a "break", I stand at the bottom of the aula, looking at girl at the top of the same classroom, to whom I had a crush for in early years of my high-school, asking myself (thinking) why I hadn't at that time expressed my feelings to her.
At other times, dreams were more "mundane-like", with few features that could be found to have some "meaning", like undertaker's vehicle passing by which usually means that person dreaming it has been thinking about transience of life (which I have), or seeing an umbrella (usually represents defense, especially emotional one, since rain can stand for emotions) on the nearby tree when signs of storm approaching appeared (which again can stand for emotional turmoil) and feeling angry with my GF about it (and there were few arguments with her in last days, where I got emotional).
Later in that dream I went after the umbrella, only to see my car parked on the edge of the street and had a feeling that hand break wasn't pulled up so that it would slide back to the street/traffic. Going towards it, I found myself next to some red car with people laughing in it (red color again can represent emotions, anger for example), kind of stuck in the mud and going even more into it, rotating its wheels in opposite direction only to scatter a lot of mud pieces in the air and on me (strangely, I wasn't stressed about it, thinking "it's only mud and that can be washed away"). Next scene was that I'm opening back door of my car and assembling/closing my blue umbrella, although looking a bit shaky and beaten, that I keep on the back seat of the car.
All in all, a great novel, more than great in fact, at least to me, with many scenes, dialogues (internal and external), descriptions that can leave the reader thinking and pondering about life, personal and interpersonal dynamics, limiting and liberating emotional states.
Thank you very much for recommending it, it has been a great source of insights and learning.
When started reading it, it seemed a bit boring, especially compared to first 2 books in the series, and then 'life' intervened putting reading romance novels aside for several months.
After little encouragement from fellows forumites (thank you @drazen & @Anthony), I got back to it ~2 weeks ago, and boy, it really has had an impact on me, my self-understanding and (probably) emotional center.
As the story evolved, I could see some traits of Samantha in myself, although at first I wouldn't have even thought so, expecting (anticipating) to 'connect' more to characteristics of main male character, Benedict, something similar to what happened with Hugo in The Proposal (SC #1). One of the first 'traits' I saw in myself was her being triggered by anything resembling a command directed to her, 'thing' that made a lot of my personal close interactions somewhat difficult.
I've admired her courage and will not to succumb to what other people, apparently in position of power over her like her father-in-law, had set for her and her life; courage to go into the unknown however that might have looked horrifying to her at the moment, courage to go after her freedom. Also, I've admired her will and pursuit for truth regarding her and her mother's past, opening the Pandora's box as she expressed it, despite all the feelings (fear, resentment, ...) she had about the issue and already set opinions/views. She really has been a heroine/role model to aspire to, for me.
I'd love to have had a person like Ben in my life; someone 'strong' enough to go after his/her dreams and adapt accordingly to new life circumstances, to new reality, not just stubbornly hold to the past that's not there anymore and never would be again; someone to rely on in difficult moments; someone to connect to on deeper, emotional, intimate level; someone to lift me up and make me smile/laugh when pressed down by life events; someone not afraid to express his/her feelings although not sure about mine.
My 'emotional internal reaction' to Samantha not expressing her feelings at the time when Ben did that and was about to leave for the job her grandfather had offered him, might have transferred itself into the dreamland, as described bellow when talking about dreams that accompanied reading this book.
Apart from the dreams, there were few other 'coincidences' when reading this novel. One of them was that while doing EE, I was thinking about the emotion of freedom, feeling free and how liberating that is, and later that very night in the novel I came to the scene where Samantha and Benedict had their first beach walk.
I also like the grandfather character, how he accepted the consequences, whatever they might have been, of his earlier actions, and how he managed to rise from the emotional self-pity mud pit where he wallowed when his darling Esme abandoned him and left him alone with Samantha's mother. Also, even if he kind of manipulated Samantha and Ben when offered Ben a job as manager of all his enterprises, he did make it clear to Ben what and why he was doing, thinking also about them and Samantha's reputation as a women in mourning.
I've admired her courage and will not to succumb to what other people, apparently in position of power over her like her father-in-law, had set for her and her life; courage to go into the unknown however that might have looked horrifying to her at the moment, courage to go after her freedom. Also, I've admired her will and pursuit for truth regarding her and her mother's past, opening the Pandora's box as she expressed it, despite all the feelings (fear, resentment, ...) she had about the issue and already set opinions/views. She really has been a heroine/role model to aspire to, for me.
I'd love to have had a person like Ben in my life; someone 'strong' enough to go after his/her dreams and adapt accordingly to new life circumstances, to new reality, not just stubbornly hold to the past that's not there anymore and never would be again; someone to rely on in difficult moments; someone to connect to on deeper, emotional, intimate level; someone to lift me up and make me smile/laugh when pressed down by life events; someone not afraid to express his/her feelings although not sure about mine.
My 'emotional internal reaction' to Samantha not expressing her feelings at the time when Ben did that and was about to leave for the job her grandfather had offered him, might have transferred itself into the dreamland, as described bellow when talking about dreams that accompanied reading this book.
Apart from the dreams, there were few other 'coincidences' when reading this novel. One of them was that while doing EE, I was thinking about the emotion of freedom, feeling free and how liberating that is, and later that very night in the novel I came to the scene where Samantha and Benedict had their first beach walk.
“Oh,” she said, wriggling her toes in the mixture of grass and sand
on which they stood, “that feels lovely. But it does feel sinful to be
unshod outdoors.”
They walked through the gap onto a wide, flat beach. Sand
stretched to right and left until it met outcroppings of rock that
enclosed the area into a private beach. Rocks rose behind them on
either side of the gap to provide further privacy. The tide was low,
though the breakers along the edge of the water indicated that it
was coming in. The breeze was fresher here, though at the same
time the sun was warmer. Seagulls cried overhead.
Ben’s canes sank into the sand, but he found walking here
somewhat easier than on hard ground. Samantha ran ahead of
him a little way and then stopped and turned, her arms stretched
out to the sides.
“Freedom!” she cried, just like an exuberant child. “Oh, tell me this
is no illusion, Ben.”
The dog pranced about her, barking.
“This is freedom,” Ben said obediently, grinning at her, and she
tipped back her head to look at the sky and twirled about in three
complete circles while he laughed. Her dress billowed to the sides,
and her bonnet brim flopped about her face.
Was this the austere, black-clad lady he had first met in County
Durham?
“There are such moments, are there not?” she said. “Oh, I had
forgotten. It has been so long. But there are moments of pure,
unalloyed happiness, and this is one of them. I am so glad I waited
for you to come, for such moments need to be shared. Tell me you
feel it too—the freedom, the happiness.” She stopped spinning to
direct a look at him, and he read sudden uncertainty there.
But he did feel it too. As if for this moment the world had stopped and
they had stepped off and nothing would ever matter again except this
stopping place.
“I am glad you waited for me,” he said.
I also like the grandfather character, how he accepted the consequences, whatever they might have been, of his earlier actions, and how he managed to rise from the emotional self-pity mud pit where he wallowed when his darling Esme abandoned him and left him alone with Samantha's mother. Also, even if he kind of manipulated Samantha and Ben when offered Ben a job as manager of all his enterprises, he did make it clear to Ben what and why he was doing, thinking also about them and Samantha's reputation as a women in mourning.
The very next morning, after restarting with reading it, I was woken up after only one REM/sleep cycle (~1h45min in my case) by a strange, vivid and emotionally charged dream. Waking up by dreams after only 1 or 2 REM cycles after going to sleep, which is highly unusual for me, continued every other morning in average, til the end of the book.
Dreams weren't erotic/sexual in nature (which sometimes happen after taking melatonin before going to sleep), but sometimes just bizarre and strange ones leaving me wondering what that was about, like attending the conference/summit of professional hitmen where in the auditorium some guys suddenly stood up with AK-47 looking as to begin something that resembled mass school shooting and me running at one of those guys with a broom with broken handle. Then a "break", I stand at the bottom of the aula, looking at girl at the top of the same classroom, to whom I had a crush for in early years of my high-school, asking myself (thinking) why I hadn't at that time expressed my feelings to her.
At other times, dreams were more "mundane-like", with few features that could be found to have some "meaning", like undertaker's vehicle passing by which usually means that person dreaming it has been thinking about transience of life (which I have), or seeing an umbrella (usually represents defense, especially emotional one, since rain can stand for emotions) on the nearby tree when signs of storm approaching appeared (which again can stand for emotional turmoil) and feeling angry with my GF about it (and there were few arguments with her in last days, where I got emotional).
Later in that dream I went after the umbrella, only to see my car parked on the edge of the street and had a feeling that hand break wasn't pulled up so that it would slide back to the street/traffic. Going towards it, I found myself next to some red car with people laughing in it (red color again can represent emotions, anger for example), kind of stuck in the mud and going even more into it, rotating its wheels in opposite direction only to scatter a lot of mud pieces in the air and on me (strangely, I wasn't stressed about it, thinking "it's only mud and that can be washed away"). Next scene was that I'm opening back door of my car and assembling/closing my blue umbrella, although looking a bit shaky and beaten, that I keep on the back seat of the car.
All in all, a great novel, more than great in fact, at least to me, with many scenes, dialogues (internal and external), descriptions that can leave the reader thinking and pondering about life, personal and interpersonal dynamics, limiting and liberating emotional states.
Thank you very much for recommending it, it has been a great source of insights and learning.