This morning I’d like to share with you a book recommendation. There’s nothing better than spending bits of a weekend reading a novel, so I’ve spent mine exploring The Scrapbook of Frankie Pratt.

I consider myself a committed book lover, but I confess that with all my projects and to-do lists, there are lulls in my reading patterns. Even books that promise to be wonderful have been temporarily abandoned- for months. There’s a bookmark about halfway through my copy of Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children which hasn’t moved in weeks, though when I picked up the book I thought it would be one to ravenously finish in a sitting or two.

But The Scrapbook of Frankie Pratt kept my attention and called me to finish it right away. It’s “a novel in pictures” with “full color vintage memorabilia on every page,” as touted on the cover. It caught my eye at my local library.

I haven’t had this much fun with a graphic novel since my first experiences with Linda Barry. Frankie’s adventures from 1920 to 1928 take her from Cornish, New Hampshire to Vassar College, Greenwich Village, The Atlantic, Paris, and back to Cornish. Preston weaves an engrossing story around our protagonist Frankie, whose life is illustrated with all sorts of 1920’s ephemera. I loved transporting myself into the Roaring Twenties.

Turns out the author, Caroline Preston, is the daughter of Sylvia Peter Preston, who is the godchild of Sylvia Beach. Who, of course, is one of my longtime heroines and the namesake of my favorite retreat spot, The Sylvia Beach Hotel.

I suppose the one thing that would make reading this book more fun would be taking it to the reading room of the Sylvia Beach Hotel.


Here’s a picture of the hotel as I first experienced it, on 8/22/08.


But even for a quick getaway without leaving home, Frankie’s adventures provide a nice diversion. Enjoy!

What are you reading today?