Amelia "Amy" DeVries, a 24-year-old violinist, is disillusioned with life and love after the collapse of her long-running romance. Weary of endless rehearsals and performances, Amy sets out on a road trip through the Pennsylvania mountains. She leaves her cell phone behind so life's demands can't intrude on her solitude. She doesn't know, nor care, where she will end up.
When her car breaks down deep in the mountains, Amy realizes the flaw in her "no cell phone" plan. She abandons her car and walks the winding roads, searching for help. Following the smell of woodsmoke and the sound of music, she finds a rustic log cabin. There she meets a young Amishman--and through him a community--that will change her life forever.
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Beverly Lewis, born in the heart of Pennsylvania Dutch country, has more than 17 million books in print. Her stories have been published in 12 languages and have regularly appeared on numerous bestseller lists, including the New York Times and USA Today. Beverly and her husband, David, live in Colorado, where they enjoy hiking, biking, making music, and spending time with their family. Learn more at www.beverlylewis.com.
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Chapter OneAmelia Devries stood waiting in the wings, her well-polished fiddle tucked beneath her right arm, bow in hand. The rhythmic vibration of guitars and a banjo buzzed in the floorboards of the outdoor theater, beneath her stylish boots. No matter the venue for her performances—classical or country, indoors or out—she often experienced a slight twinge of nerves before a concert. Normal stage fright, nothing more.
The preshow jitters had begun on the day Amelia played her first violin recital as a precocious five-year-old. But as time passed, she learned to trust the moment—the instant she raised her bow and drew it across the strings. Just get me there became her mantra.
Tonight she was the guest fiddler for a small country band—one of the warm-up gigs to Tim McGraw's featured concert this sultry mid-July evening at the Mann Center in Philadelphia's West Fairmount Park. And she had an impressive performance planned.
The tall blond master of ceremonies, Rickie Gene, brushed past her to make his way to center stage, wearing a black tux and blue shirt. He's fired up, she thought, remembering the first time she'd met him a year ago at a fiddle fest in Connecticut ... unknown to Byron, her longtime boyfriend back home in Columbus, Ohio. Or to her father, a former violinist himself, stricken with early onset Parkinson's disease.
Rickie Gene cast his winning smile like a fishing line to the crowd. "It's Thursday night at the Mann!"
Loud cheers rose from the crowd.
"Are ya ready to welcome the best little country band this side of the Alleghenies?"
The roar of delight filled the park, where thousands of people sat in either the covered seating area or farther back on the lawn, picnicking on blankets. The smell of popcorn and honeysuckle hung in the humid air.
"Help me give it up for ... the Bittersweet Band!"
Fans seated all over the grounds applauded and cheered.
Rickie's appealing chuckle reverberated through the sound system. "Ladies and gentlemen, we have a fabulous surprise tonight." He paused dramatically. "Right here at the Mann ... I give you none other than the winner of this year's New England Fiddle Fest—Miss Amy Lee!"
Wouldn't my parents just cringe? Amelia thought at the sound of her stage name. She breathed in slowly, willing away the jitters, and took to the stage.
"And ... it's ... showtime!" Rickie announced, promptly making his exit.
Amelia planted her russet boots center stage and curtsied in her flowing vintage dress. More deafening applause.
Though still anxious, she was eager to play her heart out in this well-known open-air setting. Quickly, she brought up her fiddle and cradled it under her chin ... bow ready.
Almost there ...
And then it began to happen. Always, always, an indescribable something transpired the instant her bow touched the strings. Oh, the glory, the sheer magic of connecting this way with a receptive audience. She felt at one with the band, the stage, and her adoring fans. All the years of performing for a crowd converged in that moment.
Despite the venue, deep inside she was the same petite virtuoso darling her father had groomed for solo work on the concert stage. Beginning her instruction at age four, he had meticulously taught her using the Galamian method, following in his own footsteps. Within four years, Amelia had auditioned at the Oberlin Conservatory in Oberlin, Ohio, where she began preparatory study with master teacher Dorothea Malloy. From then on, Amelia and her doting parents made weekly commutes on weekends.
In an attempt to give their little girl a normal life—apart from her recognition and celebrity—Amelia's mother planned for her to live at home while attending the best private schools. So Amelia kept busy with homework and exams and all the typical school-related activities while her father filled her leisure hours with practicing scales, arpeggios, thirds, and octaves. Only rarely had she missed a day of practice.
Between lessons in Oberlin, young Amelia played in professional recitals and soloed with regional orchestras, first in her hometown of Columbus, and then, when she was twelve, with the big orchestras.
Once she finished high school at seventeen, Amelia made her debut recording, as well as enrolled in college courses at Oberlin, all while traveling on the weekends. But after the years of the insane touring schedule, Amelia began to voice her frustration to her father, whose "serious music only" mentality had begun to annoy her.
"It's normal to feel the pressure—comes with the territory." Her father always downplayed Amelia's frustrations. "When you're at the top, you'll appreciate the effort required to get there."
By the time Amelia had celebrated her twenty-first birthday, she was weary of his hovering. She loved the music but disliked the expectation that she travel and perform in her leisure time, after college classes . . . and then, following her graduation. For a period of time, she rarely slept in the same bed two nights in a row, and she yearned for a more normal life—and the possibility of marriage and her own family someday.
One night while spending time at her parents' vacation home in Madison, Connecticut, Amelia read about a fiddling contest. Intrigued, she slipped out of the house and attended her first-ever fiddling festival in Manchester. Immediately, she was enthralled by the country style and the happy-go-lucky sound and, self-taught, eventually began playing in the East Coast's lineup of up-and-coming fiddlers.
And so, a country fiddler was born ... her secret life.
* * *
Amelia drew her bow across two strings simultaneously, creating a harmony in one masterful sweep: double-stops. Leaning into the fiddle, she began to play "Pretty Polly Ann," Ozark-style fiddling and her first in a set of three crowd-pleasers. She loved this one, and the crowd had an uncanny way of drawing the first rousing song out of her, egging her on. So liberating ... just what I need! They adored her, and she felt the love.
After two curtsies the crowd quieted, and she began to play "Bumblebee in the Gourdvine," made popular by the legendary Texas fiddler Benny Thomasson. My hero, thought Amelia.
She had learned how to work an audience during her solo concerts, saving the best and showiest for last, just as she did with classical encores. So when it came time for "Orange Blossom Special," she played her licks with reckless abandon. The raucous tune brought smiles to the entire front row of concertgoers, she noticed; because of the brilliant spotlights, she was unable to see much farther back. Oh, she was in fiddle heaven with all of the string plucking and harmonic slides that mimicked a train whistle. The piece was a fiddle player's national anthem. Focusing only on the exhilarating number, she played as fine as she ever had.
But now she was coming to the middle section she adored. Sonny Jones, the banjo player next to her—a soft-spoken older gentleman—picked the strings like the seasoned musician he was, their resonating sound irresistibly warm and down-home.
Stepping back on the stage, Amelia let the guys do their picking and strumming, embracing every fabulous moment. Bobby, James, and Lennie—the best mandolin player and two guitarists she'd ever encountered, bar none.
She kept up her fiddling at a furious pace, her mind flitting to her father, whom she assumed was relaxing in his plush office, feet resting on his leather hassock, dissecting DVDs of big-city stops on her recent concert circuit. Like a football coach, analyzing plays. He would be dismayed if he knew she was goofing off instead of practicing her classical solo repertoire.
So would Byron ...
Still, plenty of talented concert violinists also excelled in fiddling. I'm not alone in this. Amelia justified herself with the knowledge that the best violin concertos ever written incorporated advanced fiddling techniques—the third movement of the Bruch violin concerto, for one.
And as she played, she visualized Byron's text message just before she'd made her entrance tonight. You're ignoring me, Amelia....
Her eyes roamed the first row again, these devotees of country music. Their faces were alight with pure joy, the same beaming response as classical music lovers in a very different kind of venue. The same meshing of minds and hearts, though no one here was dressed to the nines.
Why, Amelia wondered, did she feel this way when she mixed it up with the Bittersweet Band, removed from the serious music embedded in her soul? What was so terrible that she had to conceal this side of herself from the ones who loved and knew her best?
Two more measures and the lead was all hers again—and the fastest, showiest part of the piece. She'd come to know it like her own breath, and she moved back into the spotlight, standing now only a few feet from the edge of the stage. Her heart was on her sleeve as she took the piece to its rousing finale—bringing down the house.
Amelia gratefully acknowledged the responsive audience, all caught up in the excitement of her performance. Then, after curtsying again, she hurried confidently offstage, where she waited in the wings, still taking in the thunderous applause.
After an appropriate length of time, she gave her first curtain call amidst shouts of "A-my Lee ... A-my Lee!"
Again and again she curtsied for the wired-up crowd. Their reaction was phenomenal—surely word would travel about her appearance tonight.
A prick of concern touched Amelia. How long before I'm found out?
Chapter TwoFour more messages had arrived since Amelia stepped onstage tonight. Even when he's texting, Byron sounds like an English professor, Amelia thought while standing backstage after her best fiddling performance to date. She was weary of the quotations Byron kept sending. Give all to love; Obey thy heart.... Penned by Emerson.
And then another: We are most alive when we're in love—John Updike.
"Hmm ... no kidding," she muttered.
Nevertheless, she owed Byron some explanation for her silence. After all, they were practically engaged, and she had essentially stood him up.
Of course, she didn't dare reveal where she'd gone; instead she left a casual text: Needed some time off. Quickly, she tacked on an apology and pressed the button to darken the screen.
"Aren't you staying for the rest of the concert?" asked Jayson, one of the stagehands.
"Not this time."
"Really? I wouldn't miss it for anything."
She laughed at his joke—he had to stay, he was being paid to.
"I'd better get going. It's a seven-hour drive back to Columbus," Amelia told him. But the truth was, she wanted space after having given it her all. The nerves came prior to the concert, then the sweet spot—the performance itself—followed by the need to recuperate from the spotlight.
Turning, she literally ran into Rickie Gene. "Oh, sorry ... didn't see you there."
"Trying to walk and text at the same time?" he teased. But his smile faded quickly. "Uh, someone's at the back entrance, demanding to see you."
Rickie handed her a business card. "Know this guy?"
She cringed as she immediately recognized the card. "Sure I know him. It's my agent, Stoney Warren." She sighed, touching Rickie's arm. "Thanks for the tip."
"Do you wanna slip out another way?" he asked.
She considered it briefly. "I think I'd better face the music ... literally."
Nearly twelve years ago her father had handpicked Stoney Warren. In a matter of months, Stoney was grafted into the family tree, a top-drawer agent who oversaw her career like a caring uncle. Between Stoney and her father, Amelia had been escorted to every classical musical event since.
She shifted the case where she kept her fiddle and bow, nothing like the fancy case she used for her expensive and much better violin back home. Walking over to Stoney, she forced a smile, despite the wince in her stomach. "Imagine meeting you here."
He eyed her boots and vintage dress. "Amelia, honey ... what's with your—"
"You don't like my Alison Krauss look?"
"Your hair—it's down."
Her mother, who wore pearls with almost everything, preferred Amelia to wear her long hair up whenever she performed. "More professional," she said.
Stoney's eyes were earnest. "What are you doing here?" The lines around his mouth were more pronounced than she remembered and his brown hair windblown. She guessed he'd driven quite a distance to find her. But the question remained: How did he know where to find her?
"I'm taking a little time off." She pushed her hair away from her face. "I just warmed up for Tim McGraw. Pretty impressive, eh?" She scrutinized Stoney's body language. His shoulders were stiff ... he was definitely not impressed. And not in the least amused.
He shook his head. "What do you suggest I tell your dad?"
She shuddered. "Don't tell him anything." Amelia stared at the ground. "He wouldn't understand."
"Neither do I."
"Let it be our little secret." She pled with her eyes.
"You're impossible, you know that?" Stoney offered her the crook of his arm. "Have you forgotten what the Chicago Tribune published two weeks ago? 'Amelia Devries plays with disarming buoyancy and an angelic sensitivity. Her rendition of the Brahms violin concerto exudes romantic passion.' End quote."
She drew a long breath. "Fiddling's just a hobby, okay?" She looked away, willing herself not to tear up. "It's relaxing."
Lightning zigzagged across the sky as they walked toward her car. "Well, don't fiddle in public. You have a class-act reputation, remember?" Stoney shook his head. "Do you really think Itzhak Perlman made a name for himself playing in fiddling contests?"
She shook her head slowly. "No."
"You have to mimic the greats to become like them, Amelia."
"I only fiddle in my spare time."
"Amelia, there's no such time for musicians like you. You're a star in the heavens. Why throw away everything you've worked for?"
"Is that what you think I'm doing?"
He pushed his hands into his pockets, silent for a moment. Then he searched her face. "How long have you been known as Amy Lee?"
She opted not to answer that question and paused, weighing her next words carefully. "If you want the truth, some days I can hardly wait to return to country music and these really wonderful people."
"And what does Byron think about all this? Or doesn't he know, either?"
She shook her head. Her boyfriend would share her agent's shock.
But Byron wasn't here. Maybe there was still something to salvage, if only Stoney agreed to keep this secret.
When they reached her car, Amelia opened the back door and placed her fiddle inside, next to her overnight bag. "How'd you find me here?" She closed the car door and leaned against it.
"That's beside the point," he said. "We have bigger things to talk about."
"What do you mean?"
"My dear, you have an important decision to make." Stoney began to present what he called an amazing opportunity. "Nicola Hannevold—only a few years older than you and touring with the top orchestras in the world—anyway, she's taken ill. She's undergoing surgery and must cancel her seventy-day European tour."
Amelia had been preparing for a big tour, as well, but it was more than a year out and not finalized as of yet.
Stoney's eyes pierced hers. "This is a gold mine, Amelia. A real boon. But you have to sign on the dotted line by the end of next week or we lose it."
She groaned. "Stoney ..."
"I need at least a verbal commitment from you. Right now."
"How can I possibly be ready in time?"
"You're ready now," he assured her.
She looked away, struggling.
"Another violinist will happily preempt you, I might add. She'll step into this readymade tour in a heartbeat."
"Well, if someone else wants it so badly—"
"That's entirely out of the question!" Stoney shot back. "Have you forgotten your picture on the cover of the Strad? I mean, really, Amelia ... you're the next big thing."
"Stoney ... I—"
"This is a windfall, Amelia. And I won't let you trample it under those ridiculous boots." He grimaced as the next act's lilting music drifted through the evening air. "If you were thinking clearly, you'd weigh the consequences of your actions and see my logic."
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
I have read every book that Beverly Lewis has written, and always anxiously await her new releases. This one, again, stole my heart. Wonderful story, read in just a few days. Would have liked to have seen a little bit more in the way of character development, but still loved the book. Will be excited to read book 2 in September!!
It was good, just not as good as most of her other books. Did I enjoy this book: I did enjoy this book. It was a quick read that made me happy and left me with the warm, fuzzy feeling that I usually get after reading Ms. Lewis's books. I read this book every free chance I had. I liked the characters. Amelia was sweet and I wanted her to be happy and pursue her passion. Michael was a guy I rooted for. I wanted it to work out for him...for him to make the tough decision that that would be best for his life. I also enjoyed the references to other characters from Ms. Lewis's past books. It was like hearing about old friends that you haven't talked about in awhile. However, this was not one of my favorite Beverly Lewis books. It was good, just not as good as most of her other books. The Fiddler was a different story line from most of her other books. It was a nice change. It was not the Amish falling in love and questioning their future life as an Amish person. This was an English woman and an Amish man contemplating changing his life choice for her. The Fiddler was not as focused on religion as Ms. Lewis's other books either. Would I recommend it: If you are a fan of Beverly Lewis, then I would absolutely recommend this book. However, I would not recommend this to be your first Beverly Lewis book because the others are much better. Will I read it again: I will not but I will be anxiously awaiting the next book in the Home to Hickory Hollow series.
I have finished The Fiddler by Beverly Lewis. This is the first book in the "Home to Hickory Hollow" series. Englisher Amelia Devries finds herself lost in a rain storm when she is heading home after being one of the opening acts at a concert. She is a violinist but secretly plays the fiddle on the side. She ends up at a cabin in the woods where Michael Hostetler is staying. Michael offers shelter to Amelia. The two become friends as they talk over a game of chess, and Michael invites her to visit Amish country with him once the storm clears. Amelia enjoys her weekend staying in Amish country, makes new friends, and leaves with a changed perspective. Even though they live very different lives, they both are trying to live to meet the expectations of others. Michael feels the pressure to join the Amish church while Amelia lives with what her parents expect her to do with her life and her music. They both feel trapped and unhappy. I always enjoy the books written by Beverly Lewis. I enjoyed the encouragement shared by one of the characters Ella Mae and how Amelia used this in her life when she went back home. This book makes me look forward to book #2 in this series. Thank you to Bethany House Publishers for providing this book for my review.
I really enjoyed reading the new Beverly Lewis book The Fiddler. She did a wonderful job of blending two people from different backgrounds that were each at a crossroads in their life. Both are very hard working, goal oriented people that do not want to let their families down but at the same time feel smothered by what they are expected to do. I appreciate that Ms Lewis does not have them take the easy way out which would be to throw in the towel and do what they want when they want it. Instead she has them think it through, get counsel from various different people and then follow through with some previous obligations.<br /> It is always refreshing to see an author show their characters with some depth, morals and values. I like when I read a book and the character remembers something that they had been taught but may not have been living to the fullest. This book shows with Amelia that she had not been living a life where she was being true to herself and honest with her family. She had forgotten the simple pleasures of some of the things that she had learned with her Grandmother, including talking to God and having a relationship with him. It all shows that Michael is very family oriented, has a strong faith but still has to make some hard decisions. It shows that tough decisions can be made with putting others first and waiting on the right timing. I think we forget that as we live in a very instant, give it to me now world that is pretty "self-centered".<br /> It was refreshing to be reminded that although we all walk our own road in life we all go through similar trials, its how we deal with those trials that makes the journey good or bad. <br /> I would highly recommend reading this book. I want to thank Bethany House for sending out a copy to me free of charge. All that they ask of me is to post a review, good or bad. I would also like to thank Ms. Lewis for writing another good book that I have had the privilege to read.
Even though I had a busy week, I made time to read this enjoyable book whenever possible. This was well written, and I look forward to reading the second book in this series come September.
loved the story line, so naturally had to get the this book. It did not disappoint!
Just finished this wonderful Beverly Lewis book, and was not disappointed! Wanted to move to Hickory Hollow, and find the peace that Amelia Devries found there. You have the feeling of God leading Amelia to the peace she is so looking for. She is a Classically trained violinist, and to find some enjoyment, a self trained talented fiddler. Michael Hostetler is a 25 year old Amishman, who loves his family, but wants more in life. He wants to be draftsman, and is having a hard time, when province lands Amelia at his doorstep. Both love their families and live their lives for their families, with hopes for something different. So enjoyed the people of Hickory Hollow...especially the Wise Woman Ella Mae, and Joanna Kurtz. How I would love friends like them. I highly recommend this very fast enjoyable read. I want to go back!! I received this book from the Publisher Bethany House, and was not required to give a positive review.
My Thoughts: Beverly Lewis has brought an engaging, very well written novel based on the collision of the world of the Amish and that of their non-Amish friends. Their life styles. Their beliefs. Their feelings. She has also, surprisingly, brought to us a collision within the story of the world of the classical musician - that of fierce determination to succeed in a highly competitive yet rewarding field and that of the individual need for fulfillment outside of the classical music world. This is also a story of father and child love and relationships. Of a sense of responsibility to oneself and responsibility to one's father. A calling to honor and obey or fulfill the desires of the father (earthly and heavenly) and a desire to wend one's own way through the maze that is life. Musician Amilea Devrie is a touring concert violinist. She also has a secret life as a "fiddler" in the world of country music. This is a major conflict. On a stormy evening, she becomes stranded on a mountainside and takes refuge within the confines of an Amish young man's cabin. The story takes wings from that point on as the lines of conflict become intertwined. Beverly Lewis writes this novel featuring the world of music from a musician's viewpoint (and that of researchers she has available to her) and throughout I wanted to Google these pieces of music and hear the lovely strains for myself. I highly recommend The Fiddler for an entrancing, captivating read that reveals inner conflicts between the worlds within us.
Repetative and unrealistic. A young woman who is gifted on the violin gets lost in a terrible storm. Unrealistic! She can barely see through her windows and yet drives into unfamiliar mountains in order to get home. Forced to stop because of a flat tire in the middle of no where, she spies a cabin in the woods. She dropped her cell phone into a puddle, and struggles up the moutain to the cabin. I found the story boring. If this were the first story by this author, I would never read another. ** esk 03/2019 **
This book is about Amelia, a violinst who also plays country music on her fiddle secretley as Amy Lee. Driving home on a rainy & windy night she makes a wrong turn and then ends up with a flat tire. She ends up at the home of Michael, who has been struggling with his Amish faith. He misses his family but has been going to college and feels drawn to the Englisch life. Michael and Amelia are drawn to each other from the beginning and their relationship slowly grows stronger. This is another one of Beverly Lewis books that I have enjoyed.
Because of the difference in perspective, this novel was intriguiing and engaging. It provides an insight into the classical music world juxtaposed to the simple serenity of the Amish life. Lewis eloquently presents a tale of inspirtation, redemption and love.
The Fiddler is about a young woman named Amelia Devries, a concert violinist with a bright future, who isn't sure that being a full-time musician is the future she wants. Desperate for some kind of escape, she takes to secretly playing the fiddle in a small-time country band, going by the name Amy Lee to keep it from her father and agent. Through a series of events, Amelia ends up having to stay the night in Pennsylvania, and soon discovers Hickory Hollow. She instantly falls in love with the peace and perspective she finds, but will she have the courage to change her life once Hickory Hollow is behind her? I've heard a lot about Beverly Lewis, but this was the first book of hers that I've read. I loved Lewis' writing style, and the story, though simple, was also riveting. I loved Hickory Hollow the moment I read about it, even though I haven't read the series that it connects to. Overall, a great stand alone book perfect for Beverly Lewis fans, old and new.
I really enjoyed this book. I could hardly put it down to face the reality of a working day. It wasn't so much that I couldn't wait to see what happened next but that I felt comfortable with the characters. Lewis' writing made me feel as if I was in Hickory Hollow, participating in the lives of the Amish families and struggling with their problems. I found myself feeling what Amelia must have experienced as she enjoyed the peacefulness of the small community. I can't wait for book two.
Beverly Lewis has an unique talent for showing us how seemingly random circumstances are God's way of leading us gently to his will. This story of Amelia and Michael weaves the world's strong pull and God's faithful demeanor.
I have not really enjoyed many of Beverly Lewis' books. I must say that I was surprised by this one. I really enjoyed it from beginning to end. It was not quite as predictable as many of her previous books. I was able to figure out well before the ending how it was going to turn out, but it was an enjoyable read to get to the end.
Excellent book! In the same amish genre that Beverly Lewis usually writes in but not the exact same as her other books! Loved it and can't wait for the rest of the series!
Beverly Lewis takes a refreshing look at the community of the Amish as it interacts with the English world. In this first book of a new series, conflicts arise as the characters from both communities are trying to discover where God really intends them to be. The rules of the ordnung do not come from God but from the community. Is it wrong in God¿s eyes not to follow them? And when a talented violinist finally realizes her dreams are different from her parents¿ dreams for her, what path should she take? And why, if her musical talent is a God-given gift, do the Amish feel it is wrong to play? These are only some of the conflicts that arise in this beautifully written tale of love and heartache, of hope and belief. The well-developed characters and pastoral setting are only part of the charm of this book. The real interest lies in the blending of music into the storyline. Ms. Lewis does a superb job in capturing the feelings of the young concert master as well as nailing the musical aspects of the story. A wonderful read that will have you wishing for the next installment in this inspirational series.
This was a very enjoyable book. I was always wondering what was going to happen next. A very good picture of what happens when a young person's idea of the path their life should take is different from their parents dreams for them. The characters come from two very different communities the Amish and English.This was a very well thought out story that gave us a good picture of the ending. Happy I read this book.
I have been a fan of Beverly Lewis for quite awhile, so I was really excited that I had won one of her books thru the Early Reviewers Program. This book is a little different than usual for Ms. Lewis, as it combines an Amish main character along with an "Englisher" instead of her usual writings about the "Plain" people themselves. I did enjoy this twist, as I often wondered myself if this scenario actually ever happens in "real" life. This book was about life altering choices and how they would affect both the "Englisher", Amelia Davis, and the Old Order Amish man she meets, Michael Hostetler. It is a story of stuggle, and a story of strength. I truly enjoyed this book, as well as the characters and the setting of Hickory Hollow (which was also in another series by Lewis entitled "The Shunning".) This book will surely be enjoyed by those new to Beverly Lewis and/or Amish fiction as well as those who are familiar with her work. I loved it, and I am sure you will to. Thanks again to the Early Reviewer's Program for giving me the opportunity to discover another great book!!
Advanced Reader Copy Beverly Lewis takes us back to Hickory Hollow (from her The Shunning Series) this time. While I enjoyed the book, it was different than my favorite Lewis books. Told from the standpoint of the Christian main character who gets to know an Amish community, it seemed a bit backwards from Lewis' typical story. Good characters as always, and great descriptions that let you see the setting in your mind's eye. It appears this one is a stand alone rather than the trilogies that she does so well, which was fine. Sometimes it's nice to see everything wrapped up without waiting for the next book. I enjoyed this book, although I prefer her more typical Amish storylines than I did this one.
In true Beverly Lewis fashion, this is another great book on Amish life. I truly enjoy Lewis' books. Her character development quickly takes the reader into the lives of the Plain folks whom she writes about. In this book, we are introduced to an Englisher, a musician, in the very beginning, which is a little different twist from her other books. I love Lewis' books and The Fiddler is certainly no disappointment. I can't wait to read the next installment of this series.
This is a sweet love story about two young adults who are at a crossroads in their lives. Amelia who is a classical violinist as well as a country fiddler runs into a big rain storm on the way home from a fiddling gig where she meets Amish man, Michael. The two of them strike up a friendship while Michael is struggling with his decision to join the Amish church. The author does set up an idealized Amish community. This is a sweet love story about two people from two different worlds.
I have read a series of Beverly Lewis's in the past , which I found enjoyable. This new book of hers "Fiddler" was a bit more current, I think. I enjoyed that though. Because it got away a bit from the constant Amish ways of life, and gave a bit of diversity through out the story by referring to the life of an "Englisher". It kept my attention, I enjoyed learning about the life of Amelia, the well known concert Violinist,having it be quite the contrast from the young Amish man she gets to know. It has a nice flow, the story gives what most women are looking for in this type of book.
Beverly Lewis' latest Amish novel, The Fiddler introduces us to a new series, Home to Hickory Hollow where she imaginary setting she created for the Shunning was born. Here we meet at an unusual crossroads between the English world and the Amish one.Amelia Devries has been living a dual life. One for her father as an accomplished concerto violinist, and that of Amy Lee, a country fiddler. What is a catalyst for Amelia is how to bridge the communication gap between her father's dreams for her and her love of making music without the pressure or stress of being at the top of her game all the time. Not only that she is struggling with finding the love that she had for her boyfriend Bryon, also a musician. Perhaps God will provide the answer she seeks.When a sudden thunderstorm leaves her lost on a back country road, she finds herself with a flat tire and no phone service for her cell phone. Once the rain lets up a bit, she finds her way to a mountain cabin where an Amish young man, Michael Hostetler offers her shelter from the storm.Michael has been struggling with the same issues as Amelia, having to live a life that would please his parents who hope that by now, he'd be baptized in the Old Amish Order and find himself a nice Amish young girl to begin a family with. Yet Michael finds a yearning for school and learning, taking on line courses in college. His struggle while running away from his old life is to find a place where he believes God is calling him, and what he doesn't expect is to find it in the music Amelia plays for him.I received The Fiddler by Beverly Lewis compliments of Christian Fiction Blog Alliance for my honest review and was so captivated by the peace and tranquility of not only Amelia's music but also for the people in Hickory Hollow. My favorite character is Ella Mae, considered by the Amish to be the Wise Woman, with an answer to what troubles you most. Her advice to Amelia when she believes she has lost the gumption to confront her father?"The gumption, my dear, comes when you believe in your decision so much you simply have to follow your heart, come what may. If ya believe God's nudging you in a certain direction, you best follow that, no ifs, ands, or buts."How I wish there was such a mentor in my own personal life and found myself sitting on the porch swing with Ella Mae while I was reading this. How could I not stay and sit awhile just talking to her about life? This is what makes this such a wonderful and compelling novel for anyone to read. The characters even though they are fictional, feel alive as if they have a home next door to you, just waiting for you to stop on over for a visit, and that's just what you'll get when you open the book. I rate this one a 5 out of 5 stars and will be sure to follow this series all the way through to the end.
I have enjoyed everything I've ever read by Beverly Lewis and this was no exception! She captures the lifestyle of the Amish so well and always has characters who are full of heart. This is a story about two young people trying to determine their place in life and accidentally finding love along the way. I will be eagerly looking forward to more books in this series!