The Lost Art of Letter Writing.
The Wednesday Letters tells the story of Inn owners Jack and Laurel Cooper through letters that Jack wrote to Laurel every Wednesday through the years of their marriage.

When Jack and Laurel die in each others arms, the children are called home to make arrangements and while clearing out old boxes in the basement, they come across these letters. The lives of their parents are revealed to them and they discover one really big secret that will forever affect them all.

I started out liking this book but I felt that the ending was a little over the top. The reveal was too baffling to really believe. I like to read about happy endings as well, but I just couldn't relate to this one. I am all for being able to forgive someone, but this was too far fetched to be believed.

The letter idea however is a wonderful way to bring people closer. Every woman would love her significant other to do such a thing.

Terrible!
I cannot believe all the hype over this cheesy book. I have read plenty of books and this one was just so corny it made me want to wretch. I think a high school student could have written a better book. I understand this made the New York Times list, they have really lowered the bar. I was hoping the book would get better as I went along, no such luck. I also think that this story was a veiled attempt to promote
pro-life beliefs. Stupid and juvenille, it was like reading a Harlequin book.. A sheer waste of my time and money.

Disappointing
BOught this book while traveling. Was instantly captivated and hooked by the first 2 pages. However, I will say that I was disappointed in the last third of the book. I felt the plot line was just dropped - seemed as if the author had tired of it. The premise was so beautiful and poignant and every facet was coming along so beautifully, but it just went sour for me at the end. It also just got a little too "preach-y" for me with the religious faith stuff.

Nice but uninspiring, simplistic writing and somewhat predictable
With all the sap promoting this book on its cover, one would think they're getting into a Tuesdays With Morrie type of book and I was enthusiastic about buying and reading a novel of this type. Well, after a few chapters into the book, I was gaining disappointment and boredom.

The story begins with the old couple dying in each others arms, the children have to come back to care for the funeral arrangements and of course there is the good child, the bad child and the caretaker child. The bad child has a long lost love in the picture too - more predictable drama.

The premise of the book, the letters, has a wide appeal. However, the children don't have time in the book's timeframe to read all of the letters, nor does the reader ever get a sense of the vast amount of letters there are stashed by their father. They start out reading some letters and then skip around to obtain some answers in the letters to questions recently raised.

I didn't care for the book overall. As I said - in my opinion it was a simple read, too predictable and uninspiring. It didn't make me want to start writing letters to my husband or vice versa. In the story, the letters did raise questions and then answer them however would it have been better to let "sleeping dogs lie"? If the parents were so upstanding and wanted the child to know his history, why hope it will be discovered through over 40 years of personal letters?

I wouldn't recommend the book. Too much like bubblegum.

LETTERS WE GET STACKS & STACKS OF LETTERS
A couple, married to each other for 39 years, having survived situations that would have been fatal to most relationships, die in each others arms. Their three children and an amazing assortment of family, friends and acquaintances whose lives they have touched gather together for their funeral. A cache of letters is found by their children and amazing revelations pour forth.

Not a bad premise for a book, sort of The Notebook meets Bridges of Madison County in the Shenandoah Valley. Some of the characters however, did not serve the story well. There seemed to be too many contrite, repentant, loving, accepting, and downright angelic people living in this town and they all loved and admired the deceased characters, a couple who lived their lives in a matter that could only be described as saintly. Malcolm and Nathan were probably the only exceptions and Malcolm came across as a man still behaving like a petulant teen-ager; while Nathan was the "get what you want no matter what the cost" villain of the piece.

This is not the best Christian lit book you will ever read, but it is certainly not the worst. The resolution of the story was a little too "and they all lived happily ever after" but then again the author was attempting to convey an inspirational tale of love and forgiveness.......and I, for one, have always been a sucker for fairy tales.