Review – Genealogy by Mae Wood


Genealogy by Mae Wood
Genre: Women’s Fiction
Release Date: October 25, 2018
Buy Now: Amazon


Inspired by real, hundred-year-old love letters.

My great-grandmother’s name is bold across the cream envelope, now golden at the seams with age. I can’t remember the last time I’ve seen graceful, purposeful handwriting with a fountain pen and not the hasty scrawl of ballpoint.

Alice Hirshhorn, Astoria Hotel, Seattle Washington.

“Letters to Great-grandma Alice,” I say with wonder, tracing my fingers over the faded postmark and foreign stamps.

December 1915. Philippine Islands.

I turn the thick envelope in my palm, slide out the tightly folded pages, and unfold the thin paper, taking care not to tear the letters that were important enough to keep for a century.

My dearest Alice

“Great-grandpa was in the Philippines?” I ask.

“Oh no. Not your great-grandfather,” answers Grammie, her eyes twinkling with her mother’s secrets. “Elliott.”


At thirty-three and with her future unclear, Ali Waller finds her way home again. A box of long-forgotten love letters written to her great-grandmother holds the unlikely key to Ali finding her new path.

As she tracks down the letter writer and his descendants, Ali learns the magic of love, hope, and resilience.

Told by three characters, and across century and an ocean, Genealogy is an enchanting story about love and loss, taking chances, and embracing the surprises that life brings.


The moment I came across this story I knew that I needed to get my hands on it because it seemed like a story unlike anything I have ever read before. It’s hard to believe that I never read a book from this incredible author, but I now know without a doubt that I will be checking out her past releases because of her storytelling. Her writing is so addictive and I can only imagine what feelings her other books will instill in me.

Genealogy by Mae Wood was a brilliantly captivating tale that spans over generations and captivates our hearts and souls inside and out. I absolutely loved the emotion that this beautiful story captured and it was so hard to put this one down because I wanted to devour it, but of course life gets in the way and we can’t always do what we want. This moving story takes readers on a journey through the eyes of Ali as she discovers a romance between Alice (Ali’s great-grandmother) and Elliot from the hundred year old love letters she came across in her grandmother’s attic. Not only does the story go back and forth from the past (through the letters and flashbacks) and the present from Ali’s point of view. It’s was such a nice added bonus that I absolutely adored.

While there is so much more that I want to say about this story, at the same time I feel that this is the kind of story that needs to be experienced firsthand. Readers you are going to LOVE this phenomenal story and the journey you will be taken on. Get ready for to dive headfirst into Mae Wood’s one of a kind writing!



About Mae Wood

Professional sassypants and novelist, Mae Wood has been a bookworm her entire life.

She loves cheeses, complicated crafts that she’ll start but never complete, and puns.

A while ago Mae decided that she needed to give up the fear that she couldn’t write “great literature” and write what she wants to read.

And she wants romance. And laughter. And real life.

She wants heroines who are brave. Brave enough to be themselves and brave enough to fall in love. She wants men who are strong and kind.

Mae is married, and has two darling children and an old dog who naps at her feet while she writes.

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