Jodi Picoult is probably known best for some of her early work and I too was an early adopter, reading anything and everything she wrote in the early 2000s.
I drifted away for a while, but was impressed with her 2016 novel Small Great Things which centred around race and the related notions of privilege and guilt.
Her latest, A Spark of Light is set in a women’s centre, one of a few remaining clinics in Mississipi to offer a range of reproductive choices to women, including terminations.
In mid 2001 I was heading to a health retreat for three decadent weeks of pampering, healthy eating, exercise and seclusion; and was in need of some reading fodder. I stumbled across a deal involving three books by an author I’d not heard of. They all sounded good so I snapped them up. And my love of Jodi Picoult was born.
I should mention I’ve now skipped a couple of books and haven’t adored them all equally, but her early ones – in particular – I loved, so I awaited her latest with great excitement.
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