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2017 Book 4: The Loving Cup, by Winston Graham

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Not shown in chronological order

Last week I completed book #10 of Winston Graham’s 12 part “Poldark” series. I really enjoyed this one. I won’t say much about it, since that would give away too much of the entire series.

I watched the first season of BBC’s “Poldark”, which I thoroughly enjoyed. Reading the credits one day I realized the show is based on a series of novels. I happened to find all twelve novels brand new on amazon for a ridiculously low cost, and semi-impluse bought them, knowing I was committing to an entire series I hadn’t yet read one book of, and therefore wasn’t even sure if I would enjoy it. But the series was so enjoyable, surely the books must be even more so (which they generally are). Anyways, having happily avoided the dreaded movie-poster book covers that always come out on novels when they’ve been adapted into television, in the mail came a big box of lovely new paperback novels, to henceforth occupy an entire shelf on one of my bookshelves.

Really, I can’t say much about the novels at all without giving too much away. So instead I will give the situation the story begins on: The year is 1783 and after a few years in the American war, a young squire comes home to Cornwall, England, to find his father dead, his estate in ruins, and the women he loves engaged to marry his best cousin. It’s brilliant, filled with a wide variety of characters, internal struggles, love, rivalries, rebellions, redemption, revenge, history, political workings and more.

I also have to acknowledge how well BBC is doing with the television series in comparison to the novels. They haven’t simply taken the idea and turned it into something new – they are taking the story Winston Graham wrote, and literally putting it to screen. It’s fantastic!

 

N.B. In no way do a I discount movie adaptations in general. In fact, as a generalization I look upon them as separate entities, as the art form is so vastly different one cannot compare.