WHAT THE WIND KNOWS by AMY HARMON
Blurb:
In an unforgettable love story, a woman’s impossible journey through the ages could change everything . . .
Anne Gallagher grew up enchanted by her grandfather’s stories of Ireland. Heartbroken at his death, she travels to his childhood home to spread his ashes. There, overcome with memories of the man she adored and consumed by a history she never knew, she is pulled into another time.
The Ireland of 1921, teetering on the edge of war, is a dangerous place in which to awaken. But there Anne finds herself, hurt, disoriented, and under the care of Dr. Thomas Smith, guardian to a young boy who is oddly familiar. Mistaken for the boy’s long-missing mother, Anne adopts her identity, convinced the woman’s disappearance is connected to her own.
As tensions rise, Thomas joins the struggle for Ireland’s independence and Anne is drawn into the conflict beside him. Caught between history and her heart, she must decide whether she’s willing to let go of the life she knew for a love she never thought she’d find. But in the end, is the choice actually hers to make?
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★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★
About the author:
Amy Harmon is a Wall Street Journal, USA Today, and New York Times Bestselling author. Amy knew at an early age that writing was something she wanted to do, and she divided her time between writing songs and stories as she grew. Having grown up in the middle of wheat fields without a television, with only her books and her siblings to entertain her, she developed a strong sense of what made a good story. Her books are now being published in eighteen different languages, truly a dream come true for a little country girl from Levan, Utah.
Amy Harmon has written thirteen novels - the USA Today Bestsellers The Smallest Part, The Bird and The Sword, Making Faces and Running Barefoot, as well as the #1 Amazon bestselling historical From Sand and Ash, The Queen and The Cure, The Law of Moses, The Song of David, Infinity + One, Slow Dance in Purgatory, Prom Night in Purgatory, and the New York Times Bestseller, A Different Blue. Her novels The Bird and the Sword and From Sand and Ash were Goodreads Best Books of 2016 and 2017 finalists.
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Ahhhh, what a wonderful story! The way Amy Harmon writes is truly a talent! Beautiful words, wonderfully plotted and delivered in a way like no other.
I have to congratulate this author for her way to pull us into her books and relive history in a way that should be taught in school! If history was this exciting in school, more kids would truly want to learn about what our forefathers had to do to survive and give us this wonderful world to live in.
Is this a book I would have normally read? Heck no....
I would have seen that it involved time travel and buzzed right on by it. But because I knew that this author would write the story in a way that readers who normally wouldn't read this, would totally grasp, I dove in head first!
Hats off to Amy Harmon for wording this story that I felt I was right there reliving history but also experiencing a new modern tale of love.
Pick this book up and give it a shot. Its one that will not only educate you, it will make you fall in love with Tommy and Anne.
Flashing from past to present is always a treat when reading a book. But to actually travel back and live in the past was a treat I didn't expect to enjoy.
Thank you Amy Harmon for once again making me test the waters of an unknown territory for me!!!
Spellbinding.....Enchanting....Transporting !!
the wind and water know all the earth’s secrets. They’ve seen and heard all that has ever been said or done. And if you listen, they will tell you all the stories and sing every song. The stories of everyone who has ever lived.
FABULOUS story from the esteemed coffers of Harmon, excelling in narration, plot and impact. ALL her books are seeped in colourful emotions, she has a piece of her soul invested in each book. But this book goes a step further. Or should I say several steps backwards!!
This book's predominant emotion is HEARTACHE.
For lost love, for the beloved country, for road back home. It's not just a simple love story between two people who meet like ships passing in the night of different eras, it's a deep connection that a person has with one's soil, roots that tether you to your heritage.
“Don’t let the history distract you from the people who lived it,”
It's not only historical, it's HISTORIC. Events we read about in yellowed pages are soaked crimson with blood, charred black with soot and disintegrating under water. Set against the backdrop of Irish uprising, the story is about deep love that Anne shares with Eoin, with Thomas. Friendships she shares with Maeve, Mick & Robbie. Her heart pulls her back and fate moves her forward, and somewhere in between is the Lough Gill.
I've never had the pleasure of reading such a unique storyline. Not sure I'd ever try it, BUT for Amy Harmon. I trust my reader heart in her hands, assured that she would fill it with love in all its colours.
It was the legend of Oisín and Niamh, where time was not flat and linear but layered and interconnected, a circle that retraced its path again and again, generation after generation, sharing the same space if not the same sphere.
Harmon's words are wizard's spells, hypnotic and magnetic, once they're imprinted on your brain, you just stand there stupefied and stunned. I could decipher the story but couldnt believe my brain what i was reading, I actually had an out of body experience. My eyes were reading them, dancing on the curves and sharp edges of the alphabets, but they spring alive like a theatre reel in all Technicolor in front of me. The line between the world's blurred, past and present, fact and fiction.
Was I living now or then, was I my own ancester,my predecessor, I was a descendant or precursor?
Amy can tell you a tale set in 1912 in Ireland, or 1935 Italy or present day America, she makes you BELIEVE in its authenticity. Carefully weaving threads of fact and fiction, the tapestry she creates is colossal and breathtaking.
“Faeries, come take me out of this dull world, For I would ride with you upon the wind, Run on the top of the disheveled tide, And dance upon the mountains like a flame.”
I felt my soul swooping over the fog choked Lough, over the bogs, green rolling hills and in Gravagh Glebe. I became Anne Gallagher, a woman lost between parallel worlds, she is losing her beloved grandfather -Eoin Gallagher and a promise made to him, to transport his ashes to Eirèan, his beloved Ireland. His soul has unfinished business, there is somebody waiting for Anne on the other side of time and Lake........he loves her too much, misses her too much and sheds tears for her.
“There are some paths that inevitably lead to heartache, some acts that steal men’s souls, leaving them wandering forever after without them, trying to find what they lost,”
As Anne steps on Irish Soil, her fate is sealed. The ashes swirling in the Lough grow wispy tendrils of fog so dense, her past and present lose boundaries and Eoin's plan is set into motion
I can't even begin to describe what is the context and precis of the story. You wouldn't believe me if I told you, so you must go and read it yourself.
The FEELINGS are all IN CAPS. There's NOTHING that won't touch you deeply, each mishap, each danger, each dread, multiplies till it just fills you to the brim. I fell in love, like absorbing, all encompassing, to-die-for love with Ireland. The land, the lore, the legend, the loughs.
“Don’t let the history distract you from the people who lived it,”
Thomas Smith crept in my heart, softly and slowly. Dignified and diligent, he's all that is good in the world
Anne, the one I met, is serene, kind, compassionate. Her soft smile, reticent love, powerful words just stole my breath. How strong is her mettle that despite finding herself misplaced and displaced, she strives to adjust her constitution. Hangs on to Eoin with focused love.
Michael, I'd like to have read more as a man, rather than a political figure. Maeve is most sassy and Robbie the ever loyalist. I'm telling you, this book is literally OUT OF THIS WORLD.
It took me a while to get into because the beginning is expansive and overwhelming. But as you read on, it's like you get closer to a huge painting. The characters etch out, their colours get more vibrant, the scenes become clearer and when you reach the halfway mark you will what to widen your eyes to take all of it in.
Take your time to read.
Don't rush it, savour the words, re-read some, let Yeats soak in your senses, join the dots of prose, poems, history and feelings. Now let me be, I want to stand on the shores of Lough Gill, strain to hear the whistling again....
“They can’t forget, they never will, the wind and waves remember Him still.”
Bless your beautiful heart and God bless your mighty pen Mrs. Harmon.
6 stars for the Travelling Countess
the wind and water know all the earth’s secrets. They’ve seen and heard all that has ever been said or done. And if you listen, they will tell you all the stories and sing every song. The stories of everyone who has ever lived.
FABULOUS story from the esteemed coffers of Harmon, excelling in narration, plot and impact. ALL her books are seeped in colourful emotions, she has a piece of her soul invested in each book. But this book goes a step further. Or should I say several steps backwards!!
This book's predominant emotion is HEARTACHE.
For lost love, for the beloved country, for road back home. It's not just a simple love story between two people who meet like ships passing in the night of different eras, it's a deep connection that a person has with one's soil, roots that tether you to your heritage.
“Don’t let the history distract you from the people who lived it,”
It's not only historical, it's HISTORIC. Events we read about in yellowed pages are soaked crimson with blood, charred black with soot and disintegrating under water. Set against the backdrop of Irish uprising, the story is about deep love that Anne shares with Eoin, with Thomas. Friendships she shares with Maeve, Mick & Robbie. Her heart pulls her back and fate moves her forward, and somewhere in between is the Lough Gill.
I've never had the pleasure of reading such a unique storyline. Not sure I'd ever try it, BUT for Amy Harmon. I trust my reader heart in her hands, assured that she would fill it with love in all its colours.
It was the legend of Oisín and Niamh, where time was not flat and linear but layered and interconnected, a circle that retraced its path again and again, generation after generation, sharing the same space if not the same sphere.
Harmon's words are wizard's spells, hypnotic and magnetic, once they're imprinted on your brain, you just stand there stupefied and stunned. I could decipher the story but couldnt believe my brain what i was reading, I actually had an out of body experience. My eyes were reading them, dancing on the curves and sharp edges of the alphabets, but they spring alive like a theatre reel in all Technicolor in front of me. The line between the world's blurred, past and present, fact and fiction.
Was I living now or then, was I my own ancester,my predecessor, I was a descendant or precursor?
Amy can tell you a tale set in 1912 in Ireland, or 1935 Italy or present day America, she makes you BELIEVE in its authenticity. Carefully weaving threads of fact and fiction, the tapestry she creates is colossal and breathtaking.
“Faeries, come take me out of this dull world, For I would ride with you upon the wind, Run on the top of the disheveled tide, And dance upon the mountains like a flame.”
I felt my soul swooping over the fog choked Lough, over the bogs, green rolling hills and in Gravagh Glebe. I became Anne Gallagher, a woman lost between parallel worlds, she is losing her beloved grandfather -Eoin Gallagher and a promise made to him, to transport his ashes to Eirèan, his beloved Ireland. His soul has unfinished business, there is somebody waiting for Anne on the other side of time and Lake........he loves her too much, misses her too much and sheds tears for her.
“There are some paths that inevitably lead to heartache, some acts that steal men’s souls, leaving them wandering forever after without them, trying to find what they lost,”
As Anne steps on Irish Soil, her fate is sealed. The ashes swirling in the Lough grow wispy tendrils of fog so dense, her past and present lose boundaries and Eoin's plan is set into motion
I can't even begin to describe what is the context and precis of the story. You wouldn't believe me if I told you, so you must go and read it yourself.
The FEELINGS are all IN CAPS. There's NOTHING that won't touch you deeply, each mishap, each danger, each dread, multiplies till it just fills you to the brim. I fell in love, like absorbing, all encompassing, to-die-for love with Ireland. The land, the lore, the legend, the loughs.
“Don’t let the history distract you from the people who lived it,”
Thomas Smith crept in my heart, softly and slowly. Dignified and diligent, he's all that is good in the world
Anne, the one I met, is serene, kind, compassionate. Her soft smile, reticent love, powerful words just stole my breath. How strong is her mettle that despite finding herself misplaced and displaced, she strives to adjust her constitution. Hangs on to Eoin with focused love.
Michael, I'd like to have read more as a man, rather than a political figure. Maeve is most sassy and Robbie the ever loyalist. I'm telling you, this book is literally OUT OF THIS WORLD.
It took me a while to get into because the beginning is expansive and overwhelming. But as you read on, it's like you get closer to a huge painting. The characters etch out, their colours get more vibrant, the scenes become clearer and when you reach the halfway mark you will what to widen your eyes to take all of it in.
Take your time to read.
Don't rush it, savour the words, re-read some, let Yeats soak in your senses, join the dots of prose, poems, history and feelings. Now let me be, I want to stand on the shores of Lough Gill, strain to hear the whistling again....
“They can’t forget, they never will, the wind and waves remember Him still.”
Bless your beautiful heart and God bless your mighty pen Mrs. Harmon.
6 stars for the Travelling Countess
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