Overview
Rachelle Covington has it all. A fabulous home, a handsome and prestigious husband, two beautiful children, and a place in the upper crust that's quite comfortable. But her life is not all it's cracked up to be. When her husband goes away on business trip and the kids are sent off to the grandparents for a month, Rachelle takes up the challenge of a dying friend to start a list of things to do before she dies. She heads back to Jubilant, Texas, to reconnect with her past, her purpose, and herself. But when her ex shows up in town looking very fine and very single, Rachelle must confront feelings she thought she'd long buried. Will she give up everything to recover the past? Or will she find a reason to plan for the future?
The Someday List is an honest look at what makes us who we are and what can throw us off track. Author Stacy Hawkins Adams writes with a voice that is fresh, sincere, and completely real. Her characters jump off the page and into her readers' hearts.
Without giving away any spoilers I just have to say that I really appreciated the author's unique approach to forgiveness in a novel. Like having the characters look each other in the eyes and say what they really think so they can put the past behind them and truly love who they are with. I loved that. This story is honest, heartfelt, and contains flawed characters that make them seem all the more real. I was pulled into the story from the very beginning and could totally relate to the heroine's journey every step of the way.
I highly recommend this book and can't say enough good things about it! I just don't want to give away any pivotal points in my review so you have to check it out for yourself to see what I mean.
Determined not to let her life be more than a shallow, superficial existence that is based mainly on appearance and material possessions, Rachelle returns to her hometown with hopes to gain a clear perspective on every aspect of her life. What she doesn¿t expect is to come face to face with an unresolved issue from her past that, if allowed, could jeopardize everything.
The Someday List is a magnificent literary offering that even the staunchest critic of Christian fiction would enjoy. It is well written, with characters one can easily identify with, a plot that is real and has affected people of every race, creed, color and nationality. And while this novel is Christian fiction, it is in no way ¿preachy.¿ Instead, it speaks to you softly and subtly, just like the voice of the Holy Spirit.
Simply put, The Someday List is a book that greatly benefits everyone who reads it.
Renee Williams
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The characters of Rachelle and Gabe Covington, Aunt Irene and Melba, Uncle Charles and Troy all reminded me of people in my own life. They were real family and friends that I loved and rooted for as I turned each and every page. The small, quaint, city of Jubilant was a refreshing change, as so many African-American novels are set in urban cities. I can see why Rachelle made the journey there. It made me want to sell my house and move to place where life felt simpler. Now that¿s good writing.
As a symbol of purpose and destiny, the ¿someday list¿ itself, served the story well. I have a list of goals and I have timelines to complete them. I check my schedule a few times a year to see if I¿m on task. Sometimes I am, sometimes I¿m not, but I am the quintessential list person. However, there was something different about the ¿someday list¿ in this novel, even for a planner like myself. Something I describe as the spiritual fiber that may always exist in our list of to do¿s and to accomplish.
The Someday List made me think about myself and my life. The life lessons were hard to miss. I¿m hard pressed to believe anyone would close its pages and not feel the same way. So I give this book the highest review I can assign, because not only did I enjoy it, I was challenged. In my opinion that¿s the role of literature, to shape our conscious thinking and inspire our actions in a way that also entertains us. I highly recommend this novel to anyone who feels the same.