Miranda

there never was a hero like the man Miranda is going to marry! there never was a girl like Miranda! sweet, lovely, faithful Miranda. her faith and trust in God for the future was really inspiring for me. i loved how she was true to her principals no matter what, and how she was true to her first love no matter what. the way she pretended to be psychic to prove that boy's innocence! it makes me laugh just remembering it! i've never read (or seen) anything so funny! when they finally found each other, i cried, really cried, for joy. God truly touched me through this book. i hope He will touch you, too.

This was the first Grace Livingston Hill I read. by now I have read at least 15. It was a great book, I stayed up until 1:30 reading it! I was actually named after it. This is one the best books I've read. It's in my top 5. It about Miranda Griscom, who has been asked to be the 3rd wive of a man she could never love. The man she does love is one of his sons who was accused of murder 12 years before. She becomes good friends with his younger brother, and clears her lover's name. but how is she going to tell him that it's safe for him to come home when she has no idea of his whereabouts. Will she ever see him again? this is a great book, and I really enjoyed it.

This book is written in a little bit different style than most of Hill's books. I enjoyed it tremendously. Miranda is an out-spoken and kind hearted woman who has been waiting for love it seems all her life. When she encounters a neighbor's son, he reminds her of his older half-brother, Alan. Because Miranda had loved Alan for years, she helps out his younger brother, especially since his father marries for the 3rd time!

Grace Livingston Hill is one of my guilty pleasures. Forgive me, but I find her to be one of the worst writers, ever and yet I am curiously drawn to her books. I have a rather large collection and am constantly looking to add to it. Read Grace with an open mind. Read her biography and try to appreciate where she comes from. Ms. Hill is from not just an era gone by but possibly from one that never really existed. She wanted it to exist and I believe, was sincere in her attempts to convince us that it did. She is deeply religious and devoted to reaching others with "the word." Women (the "good" ones, at least) were pure. The Men were "true blue." Children were "sweetly" innocent. Families were devoted. Christians were joyous. Her style is amatuerish, at best. Her dialog is absurd. Her understanding of speech patterns is non-existant. Small children are heard to speak in her standard "childish lisp" ..."Oh, doody, doody,we do'in to da tountry" (read: Oh, goody,goody, we're going to the country). When you have read a few of her books, you start to see a pattern...all her plots contain the same eliments, she simply shifts which character gets to be which eliment. Situations which, experienced by a real human today, would call for no reaction at all, evoke a gripping fear and concern for the maintaining of propriety, of fearful proportion . Through it all, I love her. I yearn for her innocence. I respect her decency. I crave her belief. I envy her peace