Martin's Must-Reads

There are one million new books published each year.  With so many books and so little time, where do you begin to find your next must-read? There’s the New York Times Bestseller list, the Goodreads app, the Cape Library’s Staff picks shelf and now Martin’s Must-Reads.

Every Wednesday at 6:42 and 8:42 a.m., and now Sunday at 8:18 a.m., Betty Martin recommends a must read based on her own personal biases for historical fiction, quirky characters and overall well-turned phrases. Her list includes WWII novels, biographies of trailblazers, novels with truly unique individuals and lots more. Reading close to 100 titles a year, Betty has plenty of titles to share. Tune in each Wednesday and visit for previous must-reads. 

“And there is the bare truth of it, for her and all the women around here. Doesn’t matter how smart you are, how clever, how self-reliant- you can always be bettered by a stupid man with a gun....She reaches behind into her saddlebag with her left hand, and as he turns his head she drops the reins, grabs the other corner with her right fist, and swings the heavy book as hard as she can, smack, into his face.”

Many years ago, while visiting Coventry Cathedral, my mother was taken by the beautiful needlepoint kneelers that  were in every row.  She asked the guide if they sold the pattern for them and the guide went off to check.  She returned with a packet of four of the original pattern papers and simply gave them to my mother. 

The last thing she ever said to him was “I’m falling asleep.”  In vacationing with friends, Sheryl Sandberg and her husband, Dave, were relaxing on a beach in Mexico.  When Sheryl woke up an hour later, Dave was gone. They found Dave collapsed in the hotel workout room.  Dave died a short while later at the hospital.

“On the old maps of the Arctic—the ones drawn by hand, where geographical features were left blank in places where the world was still unexplored—an area along Greenland’s southeastern coast was sometimes marked as inaccessible “by reason of floating and fixed mountains of ice.”

“No one in London gave Agent 3844 more than a fifty-fifty chance of surviving even the first few days. For all Virginia’s qualities, dispatching a lone-legged thirty-five-year-old desk clerk on a blind mission into wartime France was on paper an almost insane gamble. Her mission, code named Operation Geologist 5, would expose her to grinding fear and the perpetual likelihood of a grisly death. To survive she must live a double life to perfection and avoid capture at all costs.”