#marisel vera

[tastefulnood42]

Currently Reading…Too Many Things, Not Enough Time, and Absolutely No Self‑Control

Why am I like this? ¡¿Por qué?! I’ve fallen headfirst into a classic lit spiral, cycling through my battered Austen and Brontë copies and every adaptation I can stream—all while being dragged around by my rambunctious AUsomeDHD kiddo and juggling more doctor’s appointments and medical procedures than should be humanly possible.

I’m currently knee deep in Jane Eyre, and because I have zero self control, I immediately follow it with Jean Rhys’s Wide Sargasso Sea—a Caribbean Gothic gut punch that reframes everything you thought you knew about Bertha Mason and the brutal realities of colonial Caribbean society. A masterpiece, period.

And look… I love me some Mr. Rochester. If you’re into Jane Eyre and Wide Sargasso Sea, you NEED Sarah Shoemaker’s Mr. Rochester in your life. Not a definitive prequel, but the backstory she builds? Delicious. I inhaled it.

Meanwhile, my summer break is already halfway gone and the “school nightmares” have started. I still need to finalize my curriculum for next year, and I’m juggling two novels I want to weave into my themes: Isabel Allende’s El cuaderno de Maya—a messy, tender, coming of age story bouncing between Chile and California—and Cristina Rivera Garza’s El invencible verano de Liliana, a devastatingly brilliant account rooted in memory, justice, and sisterhood.

And because I clearly enjoy suffering (masochist points to self), I wandered down the femme lit rabbit hole (not subtle, am I?) and found The Taste of Sugar by Marisel Vera—a sweeping Puerto Rican historical novel about love, survival, and the racist, classist politics that shape ordinary lives. Naturally, I added it to the pile.

And let’s not forget the almost ten years of Richonne fanfiction I’ve been cramming in whenever humanly possible and my Richonne Rec series (@twriter12 I'm coming for you mujer!)

Alas, I cannot sequester myself in my darkened bedroom under cool covers and read until the world ends. But god, do I want to.

[vivian-bell]

Vicente had a vague recollection of the day Inés had come into their lives, because that day was the only time Vicente had ever heard his mother raise her voice to his father.  Mostly Angelina spoke to her husband in veiled sarcasm.  Vicente wasn't sure what had taken place between his parents, only that from that day forward, the widow Inés had slept on a pallet in his mother's bedroom and he and his brother had carried their father's things to the other end of the house.  Vicente was in his teens when he realized that Inés was no longer called "la viuda Inés," but just Inés, that she was his mother's special friend, and that the pallet was gone from the floor.

The Taste of Sugar by Marisel Vera

[thetimeofbooks]

Era stanca di non essere desiderata, di fare del suo meglio e di soffrire perché non bastava mai.

Marisel Vera

[judgingbooksbycovers]

The Taste of Sugar

By Marisel Vera.

[thetimeofbooks]

Un uomo ha bisogno di una brava donna che si prenda cura di lui, che lui lo sappi o meno, e che gli piaccia o no.

Marisel Vera

[bookcoversonly]

Title: The Taste of Sugar | Author: Marisel Vera | Publisher: Liveright (2020)

[bigtickhk]

Review | ‘The Taste of Sugar’ offers a thrilling look at Puerto Rico’s history through the tale of one couple’s struggle to survive

Marisel Vera’s historical novel revisits the 1899 hurricane that decimated the island.

The Taste of Sugar by Marisel Vera https://amzn.to/2B3p6L1

[thetimeofbooks]

Il suo posto era con suo marito.

Marisel Vera