I have been absolutely seduced by this book.  I've never read a book by Diane Setterfield before, and if the others are like this one, then add me to the fan club.  It's a book about a writer who is asked to write the life story of Britain's most famous author.  They both have secrets and the plot itself is really good.  However, that is not why I am in love with this book.

Setterfield's descriptions of things, her language, her use of language...it is riveting and not only paints a picture in your mind, but enhances all of the other senses as well.  I absolutely know what Margaret's fathers book shop smells like, and I know what the antique books feel like, and I can hear the quiet of the store while they are reading the afternoon away.  I don't know how to explain it, but I have never quite been as captured by a book before.  I actually kept going back and re-reading certain paragraphs that came 100 pages earlier just to feel those descriptions again.  It was really an experience. 

I finished it yesterday and was disappointed to be done.  This morning I read Running with Scissors.  I finished it by noon.  Entertaining, yet not the same experience at all.