Tuesday, February 09, 2010

Sort of a Teaser

I've read a lot of books in the past week, but I haven't felt like writing and the poor old blog is languishing. Today, I finished The Things They Carried by Tim O'Brien. More on that in a second.

I'm not sure why I did this, but at some point this week, I ended up with my little point-and-shoot camera in hand. I took photos of some customers in Sam's, a row of strange little ceramic animals in Target, and the pizza we ate during the Super Bowl in a half-empty restaurant.

At home, I photographed of some of my favorite passages in two of the books I was reading. One of them was the second passage that moved me to tears in The Things They Carried. I'm not even sure why it made me cry -- maybe because I've experienced so much loss in my life. Maybe because and I can understand the concept of writing a story that contains an essential truth but isn't factual. Maybe because I'm just a little too much of an empath (I am; it's miserable). But, since I haven't said anything in a few days and I don't know when this inability to write coherent reviews is going to end, I thought I'd share a passage that moved me. Taken out of context, it might not mean anything, but it meant a great deal to me.

I'll review this book when I'm able. In the meantime, I can tell you only that The Things They Carried by Tim O'Brien has just become a personal favorite and I'll be making space for it on the good shelves.

Friday, February 05, 2010

They Were Just People by Tammeus & Cukierkorn

They Were Just People: Stories of Rescue in Poland During the Holocaust by Bill Tammeus and Rabbi Jacques Cukierkorn
Copyright 2009
University of Missouri Press - History/Biography
236 pages

They Were Just People includes extensive additional information including a chronology of events related to rescuing Jews in Poland, bibliography, reader's guide and index

Before I describe this book, I want to give you a tiny bit of background regarding my interest in WWII. When I was roughly 9 or 10 years old, I read a "Drama in Real Life" in Reader's Digest. That particular true story took place in London during the Blitz. I was thoroughly impressed by the casual, everyday courage of the two Londoners in the story, how they continued to go to work and get on with their lives knowing that any minute they could be blown to smithereens. Since I read that story, I've continued to read about WWII, eventually branching out to fiction, although the true stories are still the ones that really capture my interest. When my friend Cindi told me about They Were Just People, I jumped at the chance to review it. I love history in general, but WWII is by far my favorite time period.

They Were Just People tells all sides of the Polish Jew's story -- the experience of living in hiding and how survivors ended up surviving, the experience of hiding the Jewish and why those who hid people chose to do so, how those who were hidden played a major role in their own safety and what the lives of those involved were like after the war.

The authors don't shrink from the reality that there were both courageous and greedy and/or cowardly people involved in hiding Polish Jews. Some sheltered Jews merely because they were fellow humans or because they had been friends before the war. Others hid people in exchange for money, valuables or property. Even those who were able to pay for shelter had no way of knowing whether they would eventually get sent packing in spite of their payment or, worse, end up being turned over to the Nazis.

Bill Tammeus and Rabbi Jacques Cukierkorn sought out and interviewed survivors and those who sheltered them (or their immediate relatives) specifically in Poland, the first country invaded by the Nazis and the nation where the greatest number of Jews were killed. There were shockingly few survivors in Poland and that makes the stories of its few Jewish survivors even more remarkable than most.

I learned an awful lot from They Were Just People. For example, most of the survivors interviewed didn't stay in a single location for the duration of their time in hiding. In fact, they seemed to move and move and move to the point that I wondered how on earth they could remember the details. Some even returned to their ghetto homes for a time. Most of them had numerous close calls; one escaped naked after being forced to strip and line up next to an open grave in preparation for execution by machine gun.

Those who did manage to stay in one place were not spared the horror of filthy, rancid living spaces; they experienced just as much hardship and horror -- even, in one case, the mutual decision to poison a baby to spare the lives of the adults who were sharing hiding space with the child.

The stories in They Were Just People lead to a lot of questions. I found myself wondering What would I do if I were the person in hiding, if I were asked to hide someone, if I were faced with the choice of poisoning a child to spare myself and others? Would it make a difference if I was not only putting my own life in danger but that of my family? Hard, hard questions. I was really quite surprised to find that the authors had incorporated those questions and more into the book. They Were Just People is probably the most thorough, well-rounded book I've ever read about Holocaust survival. Here's part of the intro to the Reader's Guide:

This book raises profound questions about how people make excruciatingly difficult decisions, choices that can result in life or death. We think that the stories we tell in this book can be useful tools for asking such questions of ourselves, our families, our students, our congregants and our friends. There is no way to know specifically how we might act in traumatic times, of course, but perhaps we might not be caught completely off-guard by trouble and by our reaction to it if we have thought through various options before disaster strikes.

There is no doubt in my mind that this book would serve as an excellent resource for teachers who want to really dig into the reality of the Holocaust. Besides the Reader's Guide, there are extensive notes, some of which are every bit as interesting as the text. If you buy this book, definitely take the time to put a post-it or some kind of marker in the back of the book and flip to the notes as you go. A few examples:

30. Roman told us that there is a drawing of the room in which he was hidden in Srodula in Art Spiegleman, Maus: A Survivor's Tale (New York: Random House, 1986), the Pulitzer Prize-winning illustrated narrative of Holocaust survival.

57. In Polish, a wife's last name will end in -ska when her husband's last name ends in -ski.

59. Hitlerites was a common Polish term for Germany's troops and Nazi authorities.

I could go on all day about this book, but I'll just stop with a few more words that impressed me. As I was reading the accounts of those who hid people, it occurred to me that at least a few of them were really icky people. The authors clearly got some strong vibes from those who told their stories. Some, they said, were genuinely kind people and some they found "insufferable". Insufferable is a much better descriptor than "icky". I think I need to work on my vocabulary.

It's also notable that the authors are of two different faiths: one a Christian and one a Jewish rabbi. While in some accounts of Jewish Holocaust experience, you get a little bit of a "We're the most tormented people ever," vibe, there's none of that in They Were Just People. The authors acknowledge that religious persecution has never been limited to Jews, although the Jewish religion has certainly been around longer than most. As a Christian who is descended from persecuted French Protestants, I appreciated such comments.

5/5 - Clearly written, thoroughly researched, gut-wrenching, amazing stories of survival. Absolutely one of the best Holocaust books I've ever read. This cannot have been an easy book to research and write; all the stories were based on personal interviews with Jewish survivors and their protectors or living relatives. I was so impressed with this book that I feel inadequate describing it. Highly recommended.

All royalties and part of the authors' speaking fees go to Holocaust-related charities, such as the Jewish Foundation for the Righteous.

My thanks to Bill Tammeus and the University of Missouri Press for the review copy.

Thursday, February 04, 2010

Author news - Maria Murnane, Michael Palmer, Chef Alain Braux and Simon Van Booy

I've recently received some updates that I think are worth sharing, from various authors.

Maria Murnane, author of Perfect on Paper (<---link will take you to my review) wrote to say her book made it onto the front cover of USA Today. The image of her book was cut from the online version, but you can read about her book and other self-pubs that have been republished by Amazon, here: Amazon gives the self-published a second life.

In case you choose not to read the USA Today article, I've pasted the image of one of the books mentioned above. I tend to stay quiet during chatter about controversial issues, such as "cover white-washing", although not for any particular reason -- art departments have been getting the cover images wrong for decades; it's nothing new. What's new is awareness of white character faces on covers of books containing protagonists who are described as dark-skinned. I'm not particularly thrilled or drawn by "face covers," anyway. The cover of A Wish After Midnight (<----Amazon link that does not benefit me) is, to me, a perfect example of how cover art can be stunning and draw people in while maintaining accuracy in the characterization. Isn't that cover beautiful?

Michael Palmer, medical thriller author of many books, including the new release The Last Surgeon, is going to donate donate $1 to the Mass General Hospital Red Sox Homebase PTSDFoundation for every additional Facebook fan added between now and February 16. You can add/fan him here: Michael Palmer's Facebook fan page. I have an ARC of The Last Surgeon and plan to read that in the coming weeks.

Chef Alain Braux is gathering stories for his next book, tentatively entitled: "How to Live Gluten and Dairy-free with French Gourmet Food". If you are gluten- or dairy-intolerant, you can write to Alain to share your story. The deadline is February 28.

And, last I heard, Simon Van Booy was working on the final chapter of his first novel, "set in a small French village" (he posted about it on Facebook, Jan. 22 -- perhaps he's finished and revising, by now). If you follow my blog regularly, you know I'm a big fan of Simon Van Booy's short stories. Of all of the books I'm most looking forward to, anything by Simon will always fall at the top of my wish list.

That's all for today. Bookfool is dog sick and headed back to bed. Happy Reading!

Addendum: At the time I wrote this post, I stuck a copy of A Wish After Midnight in my cart. It was reasonably priced and available for pre-order. A few days later, I returned to Amazon and found that the book had gone up $3. That's about a 40% hike. This seems to happen frequently -- if you don't purchase immediately, the price goes up when you leave something in the cart. That is one reason I have not become an Amazon Associate. I don't like Amazon's sneaky devil ways. I took the book out of my cart, but I will keep it on my wish list and seek out another source for purchasing the book.

Wednesday, February 03, 2010

Can't get my blogging groove on . . .

. . . so you get storytime with Bookfool. That's not my cat, by the way. I don't know how to spell her name, but I believe she's a Coco or maybe Koko or Cocoa. We'll guess she's named after Coco Chanel, since the other bookstore kitty who hangs out with this gal is named Bette Davis. Want to see Bette Davis? Of course you do.

Awww, Bette Davis and Coco were sleepy. So cute. They're store kitties at my local indie, Lorelei Books. I don't go there often, mostly because there isn't a very big selection (and I already own several thousand books so I'm not a big spender in bookstores, these days), but I probably should. The owner is lovely, the cats are friendly. It's a great place.

So, I took these two snaps with my new little handy, dandy point-and-shoot camera. One day I was at my friends' photo-developing store and I pulled out my little point-and-shoot to show to . . . uh, I don't know if they want me to share their names. We'll just call them Tarzan and Jane for ease. Tarzan said, "Oh, Sony, pfffft. I got the first in that Cybershot series and it lasted all of three months. When people come in to ask if I know where to get their Cybershot repaired, I take their camera, switch it with mine and do this --." He pretended to trip and tossed the camera halfway across the store. Tarzan is funny.

I flipped through my photos while Tarzan was telling me Sony horror stories and showed Jane my shot of snowflakes . . . on my sleeve. Remember that one? Jane said, "How did you do that?" I said (very quietly), "It's not a bad camera."

Reading-wise:

I mentioned earlier that my sidebar hasn't changed, lately. Well, Mr. Darcy's Great Escape has been there for weeks but I kept setting it aside to finish other books, for a while . . . which is not a negative statement about the book. It's just that it's 500 pages long and I'm not much of a chunkster reader (which explains why I came up with the Chunkster Challenge back in 2006 or 2007 -- or, whenever -- and then handed it over to Dana after a single year). I'm enjoying it. I'm still only on page 300, but I swear I'm going to finish it soon.

The other book, The Things They Carried, is one that's been there for a while because I'm stretching out the joy, so to speak. It's such an amazing read that I don't want it to end. Good news, though. I got a copy of Tim O'Brien's Going After Cacciato from PBS, this week, so I can just chug on through and know that I've got more O'Brien to read, after I finish. There's some comfort in that.

Speaking of things that have arrived, here's a list of recent arrivals at the House of Bookfool:

Benjamin Pratt & the Keepers of the School: We the Children by Andrew Clements - from Simon & Schuster (unexpected and it just happens that I love what I've read of this author).

Beyond Blue by Therese J. Borchard - A drawing win from The Book Tree

Eli the Good by Silas House - A purchase from Lorelei Books, on SuziQ's recommendation

False Colours by Georgette Heyer - from PBS because I love Heyer's books

The Founding by Cynthia Harrod Eagles - from Sourcebooks for review

This is actually a couple of weeks' worth I'm listing, since I've stopped regularly accepting review books. Today, the postman came to the door with a box crammed full of children's books -- 6 of them!!!! -- for review (again, surprise books), all wrapped in pretty polka-dotted tissue. The publisher said please don't review till the release dates, which is funny because I sat down and read all 6 of them, immediately and then read the letter about when to review.

So, now I have to hold my horses, when I'd really love to babble about them. Fortunately, they're worth rereading a squillion times. I would so love to tell you about my favorites, right now. But, I'll have a Children's Day or two when they're released. You'll be so thrilled. There's some fun stuff. See, this is another reason I need kittens. Children's books practically require an audience, so I need to adopt a new audience.

I have to go, now. Please be patient with me. I keep saying I'm going to bang out bunches of reviews and then I end up staring at the screen. So, let's just say I'll get to them when I get to them. We're supposed to have storms for the next two days and that means I may not even manage to get online. I'm okay with that. I can use the reading time.

Happy reading to all you lovely bookish people!

Bookfool, hoping she'll get her groove back, soon

I'd Tell You I Love You, But Then I'd Have to Kill You by Ally Carter

I'd Tell You I Love You, But Then I'd Have to Kill You
by Ally Carter
Copyright 2006
Hyperion - Young Adult/Spies
284 pages, including that messed-up page in the middle

I need to trade my copy of this book because I have no idea what happened on pages 133-34, since I got an extra page 141-42 stuck in the middle of my book. Grrr. Otherwise, I loved this story.

I'd Tell You I Love You, But Then I'd Have to Kill You is the first book in the Gallagher Girls series. I found the second in the series at a bargain price, last year, and whipped right through it. So, when I needed a book to read while I waited out a storm in the Target Starbucks, I bought a copy of the first. It's been on my wish list for eons, after all. I sipped Tazo tea and occasionally jumped at noisy thunder while reading, then we went home during a break in the weather.

I wish I'd known there was a wonky page in the middle, so that I could have exchanged the book right then and there, since Target is at least 50 miles away from us.

Since I'd Tell You, etc., is the first in a series, there's a good bit of set-up and the book is not quite as exciting as the second in the series. We're introduced to Cammie Morgan, the heroine whose mother is the headmistress of the Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women -- a spy school masquerading as an exclusive prep school for geniuses. In the second book, Cross My Heart and Hope to Spy, Cammie frequently refers back to her experiences in this first book so I had a little bit of expectatation going.

In I'd Tell You, etc., Cammie meets a boy who is not a spy. In fact, if he knew she attended Gallagher Academy, he wouldn't have anything to do with her. The Gallagher girls are thought to be rich snobs. Actually, most of them are pretty wealthy, but that's beside the point. Their cover is a good one and because of it, the people of the nearby town are not particularly friendly to the Gallagher students. But, when Cammie meets Josh and realizes she wants to get to know him better, she tells him she's homeschooled to keep him from running away.

Cammie and her friends have to check Josh out to make sure he's not trying to infiltrate Gallagher Academy, so they tap into his email and dig in his trash and then write up reports about what they've discovered. Eventually, Cammie and Josh manage to get together, but not for long because Josh discovers the truth about Cammie and gets in the way of her class final.

4/5 - The fact that this book is the first in a series makes it just a tad less exciting because the author has to spend some time setting the scene, but I probably wouldn't have noticed, had I read the series in order. I loved this book. Ally Carter's writing is clever, witty, adventurous and fun. There's no bad language, the violence is pretty tame, and the dating is clean. This book is very family-friendly, as is the next in the series.

I highly recommend reading this series in order. Because Cammie refers back to her experience with Josh in the second book, I already knew how this particular book ended. It didn't bother me, but I did have some expectations of how things would occur and that threw me a bit.

I've got to hop on the treadmill, but I'll try to whip out another review, later today. I've only got one left on that list I wrote up, last week, and then two that I've since finished. Have you noticed that my sidebar hasn't changed? I'm reading a bit slower than usual (and I'm not a fast reader) but I hope to finish both Mr. Darcy's Great Escape and The Things They Carried within the next couple of days, and then we can change the sidebar scenery. That would be good.
You've probably noticed that I haven't posted many photographs in a while, if you're one of my regular readers. That's because I haven't gone anywhere! I've been stuck in this house for months! I'm going to try to take a field trip -- maybe the zoo or just a drive around town to look for hawks -- very soon. I think a photo-free blog can get a little boring, after a while.

Monday, February 01, 2010

Custer Survivor by John Koster

Custer Survivor: The End of a Myth, The Beginning of a Legend by John Koster
Copyright 2010
History Publishing Company - NF/History
220 pages, incl. Afterword, Bibliography, and Index

From the cover: It is commonly believed that the 210 troopers under Custer's command were killed to the last man. Careless military reports and inadequate record keeping allowed this belief to stand. . . .

Through carefully detailed research and forensic evidence, Custer Survivor reveals that the five companies were not killed to the last man. One trooper did escape from the deadly encirclement of warriors. He was the Second Sergeant of C Company. Custer Survivor is the story of the man, how he escaped, his ensuing ordeal and the subsequent years of his successful life. This is the book that corrects the record and makes complete the history of Custer's Last Stand.

Well, who could pass up reading about that? Certainly not this book addict and history buff. I knew the bare bones about the battle, but no details beyond the fact that Custer and his men were surrounded by Indians and slaughtered. So, Custer Survivor was yet another wonderful dive into history that I knew I'd enjoy.

I've struggled with reviewing this book because when I've written about Custer Survivor, it seems like I have a tendency to say too much. So, this is actually my third attempt. Good thing nobody is paying me by the hour (or at all -- that's for the FTC and IRS) to write this because it would cost them a fortune. Let me just say this: I thought the evidence was convincing but there's one thing that I thought was glaring in its absence and that is a photo of the man in question as a young army officer -- something with which to compare his features as both a young and older man.

The "forensic evidence" mentioned in the book's description involves documents with signatures by a man named Frank Finkel and a fellow who enlisted in the army by the name August Finckle. It's all explained in the book and I think the evidence is fairly convincing. Frank was too young to enlist; Prussians were much admired and he would make more money if he claimed he was a Prussian officer; Frank spoke German fluently because his family spoke German in their home and he was technically a deserter so he kept his counsel after his escape -- which sounds more like a function of his injured horse running away than an escape, actually, but I suppose that's beside the point.

The author explains how Finckle got away, how his horse figures into the evidence and how August/Frank became a deserter. Plus (news to me), the men who died were stripped by Indians and . . . nasty business . . . scalped, their faces hacked off so that they were only identifiable by body size and shape. All that makes sense. Without identifying features, uniforms and other objects on their persons, it's understandable that someone may have misidentified a body.

The only thing that really seems lacking to me, then, is photographic evidence. There are tons of photos in the book, but none of them show young August Finckle. Not one. When you look at the photographs, you can't help but wonder why on earth there is not a single photo of August, or Frank pretending to be August. It's apparent that soldiers were awfully fond of having their photos taken in uniform, individually and in groups. The author mentioned that record-keeping in those days was sloppy, but surely there is a photo of Company C with August Finckle in the ranks, somewhere. I'd feel a lot more comfortable comparing photos in addition to signatures.

Having said that, I still do believe the author presents a convincing argument for the possibility that a single man escaped Custer's Last Stand. And, I enjoyed reading the book very much, which I suppose is what really counts.

4/5 - Parts were a little confusing, but I found this book very readable and enjoyed the peek into history. Pretty well-written (not perfect, but clear enough) and convincing. Photos and documents add a great deal of perspective, even if the man in question is not shown as a young officer.

A side note of peculiar interest: The author and a man named Michael L. Nunnally have quite an entertaining and heated discussion going within the comment section at Amazon. Both have studied the deadly battle for many years and are a wee bit obsessed. I highly recommend that you traipse over to Amazon's Custer Survivor page to read the discussion. And, then you might as well buy the book while you're there (but I won't profit if you do) because it's awfully fun reading and I'd love it if some of you came back to tell me what you think about Frank Finkel. Was he genuine or just another fraud?

Many thanks to Don of History Publishing Company for the review copy.

First Comes Love, Then Comes Malaria by Eve Brown-Waite

First Comes Love, Then Comes Malaria: How a Peace Corps Poster Boy Won My Heart and a Third World Adventure Changed My Life by Eve Brown-Waite
Copyright 2009
Broadway Books - Travel/Memoir
307 pages

Wow, that title is quite a mouthful, isn't it? I won my copy of First Comes Love, Then Comes Malaria in a drawing, but I'm not sure where. Probably from The Book Lady. At any rate, I'm grateful to the source of Malaria because it is a tremendous read.

Eve Brown had always planned to go into the Peace Corps to fulfill her need to do something noble, to do her part to help save the world. After she graduated from college, she did exactly as she planned but with "some ambivalence" (according to the cover blurb).

When Eve arrived at the Peace Corps recruiting office for an interview she wasn't expecting to fall in love with her recruiter; but, practically the moment she began talking to him, Eve knew John was the man she wanted to marry. John talked fondly of his time in Africa. Totally smitten, Eve eventually left for Ecuador as much to win John's heart as to do her part.

After a year in a remote village in Ecuador, Eve returned shaken and in serious need of therapy after a friend's violent experience brought buried memories to the surface. Eve and John had managed to continue having a long-distance relationship with occasional visits by John and she hoped they'd end up quickly marrying, settling down in the United States. But, John had other things in mind. After several years of dating and living together, they finally married . . . and John found the job of his dreams in Uganda. So much for staying within easy reach of a decaf cappuccino.

It would be hard to spoil this book, simply because there is so much I think most Americans can probably barely fathom in the description of life in Africa. Eve and John lived in an area that most charitable organizations considered off-limits because of sporadic violence, difficult conditions and poor access to medical care and general supplies. But, they remained for quite a while and Eve Brown-Waite has a lot of stories to tell in this book, including her experiences with intestinal parasites, pregnancy outside of the United States, difficulty communicating with people (her stories about early pregnancy and just trying to find out whether or not she was actually pregnant are hilarious) and being held hostage. She describes her frustrations as she tried to find a way to use her skills as a health educator and how she learned to live with the language and the culture.

5/5 - Excellent writing, fascinating tales of personal experience, likable narrator. I loved this book. The author tells her story with humor and sensitivity. She's the kind of person that you wish you could live next door to or whom you feel you'd love to meet and become friends with for life.

Again, I'm going to try to bang out as many reviews as possible, this week. We'll see how long I last. Last week, I did very well until fatigue caught up with me -- not from writing reviews but from having to wake up the kiddo and then staying up till my usual bedtime (because the husband usually does the morning routine and he was in Germany). I'm a night-owl and I neglected to nap when my days suddenly became about 20 hours long. When I hit the wall, I hit it hard. But, I'm back. I hope.

Saturday, January 30, 2010

I'm joining a challenge! The War Through the Generations 2010 Challenge: Vietnam

You all know I really dislike challenges, right? Well, I do. But, I began reading The Things They Carried and Tim O'Brien's writing is so beautiful, so moving and heart-wrenching and perfect that I ordered another of his books and put a third on my wish list. I have several of the books on the recommended reading list and was planning to read at least two of them, this year, anyway. I'm pretty much set. So, I've just signed up for the War Through the Generations 2010 (Vietnam) Reading Challenge.

I'm not going to list the books I plan to read. I'll just write about them as I read them. I have a bad feeling I'm going to end up buying some books, even though I have plenty. If I end up buying more and complete the first level early enough, I'll alter my plans. For now, though, I've signed for the 5-book "Dip" into Vietnam reading. Thanks to Anna and Serena for continuing the War Through the Generations Challenge.

I guess the way most people do this is to link back to their original post and add links to the books as they're completed, yes? I guess I'll do that, then. But, I'm not writing "1, 2, 3, 4, 5" with blank spaces. That just creeps me out.

Here's what I've read (with links to reviews):

1. The Things They Carried by Tim O'Brien
2. The Lotus Eaters by Tatjana Soli
3. A Hundred Feet Over Hell by Jim Hooper

Thursday, January 28, 2010

How I Live Now by Meg Rosoff

How I Live Now by Meg Rosoff
Copyright 2004
Wendy Lamb Books - YA/Fiction/War
194 pages

How I Live Now is a book that has gotten such polarized reviews that I added it to my wish list, took it off, added it, took it off and finally decided I really did want to read the book. So, I ordered a copy and then stuck it on a shelf and ignored it. How rude.

A wonderful review at A Book Every Six Days finally convinced me to dig for my copy. A few days later, I located my copy on Grandpa's shelf (a shelf so named because my grandfather built it) and dragged the copy with me to Nashville during our Christmas break, where I opened it and read the book when Spellbinder wasn't holding my interest.

How I Live Now is a young adult novel told by Daisy in her own words. Daisy, an American, is fifteen when the story begins. She's been shipped off to England to live in the countryside with four cousins she has never met. Their mother -- apparently a single mother -- is some sort of politician or ambassador and she leaves on business within days. Then, war breaks out.

At first, as England is occupied by an unnamed enemy, the family is untouched. Power and phone lines fail, but the family lives on a farm and they're isolated enough that they're aware of what's going on, but they have better access to food and are safer than most. Those first few months of the war are almost idyllic for the cousins. Daisy falls madly in love with lanky Edmond, and they embark on a ridiculous sexual affair that everyone knows about but which makes her other cousins uncomfortable enough that they feel safe and happy in their blind love. And, then the reality of war arrives at the farm.

Daisy and her young cousin Piper are separated from the boys and an act of senseless violence brings home the reality of war. Daisy and Piper leave the house to which they were sent, determined to find Edmond and his twin, Isaac. It's been long enough that I can't recall the order of their travels, but I'm not so sure that matters. When they go off on their own, Piper and Daisy are constantly in danger. At some point, they end up in a barn with soldiers but the enemy attacks and they're helped by one young soldier they've befriended. He sends them off with a survival package.

This is the part I liked best -- when the two girls are forced to walk, hide, forage for food, deal with weather and illness and storms. It rang true to books I've read about survival during war -- constant fear, aching bellies, the feeling of having to live in the same filthy clothing for months, the insect bites and the knowledge that if they're found they could end up being raped or murdered. Daisy and Piper are already close, but become even closer as they're forced to rely upon each other.

There's a second section of the book that takes place some time after the war. Daisy hasn't seen her cousins for years. The aftermath of the war is explained in vague terms. How did Daisy end up in New York? What happened to Edmond, Isaac, Piper and Osbert? Did Aunt Penn ever make it back from Europe? The author made Daisy's thoughts a little more vague in this section and I didn't care for that. She's no longer a rambling teenager whose thoughts are read in run-on sentences. That's understandable; but, she dangles the reader a bit and the change in style reeked of "writing device" to me. I was disappointed with how that last section was written. But, I made a conscious decision to figure out what the heck had happened and fill in the rest of the blanks on my own.

In general, I loved How I Live Now.

4/5 - Immediate and visceral, sometimes painfully realistic, often uncomfortable. I loved the relationships, the characters and their idiosyncracies, the special abilities that eventually help two of the cousins to survive. While I disliked the vagueness of the latter section, it wasn't enough to totally ruin the book for me.

Woohoo! That's 6 reviews down, 4 to go. Although, actually, I finished Stealing Heaven by Elizabeth Scott, last night, and I'm on the verge of finally finishing Veracity by Laura Bynum -- which I have found an engrossing read but dark enough that I've occasionally had to set it down and pick up something lighter to give me a break from the relentless horror of Bynum's dystopian world.

More reviews are coming, although I think I might stop to read for a bit. There's still a human behind these reviews, but I probably won't write a chatty post till I'm caught up, apart from this one tidbit:

An Update on Spellbinder: The teenager gave up on it. He said it wasn't keeping his attention. So, we're in agreement. Spellbinder is a "nyeh" book. The most recent book that truly captured Kiddo's interest? The Demon King by Cinda Williams Chima, a fantasy he described as "too complex to get into, but could you order me the rest of the books?" Apparently, The Demon King is the first in a series and the next has not yet been released, so he'll have to wait.

How is everyone doing? Feel free to drop by and tell me. It gets really quiet when I chug out reviews without babbling at the end of each of them. It's sunny and lovely in Vicksburg. Yesterday, I was bizarrely exhausted. Three espressos couldn't perk me up for more than 45 minutes, so I had a mostly-horizontal day. When I was up, I kept breaking things so Kiddo just kept shoving me toward the futon. It was pretty funny.

Off I go. Talk later!

Bookfool has trouble shutting up, you know.

The Cat Inside by William S. Burroughs

The Cat Inside by William S. Burroughs
Copyright 1992
Viking Penguin - Memoir
94 pages

My relationship with cats has saved me from a deadly, pervasive ignorance.

Purring in his sleep, Fletch stretches out his little black paws to touch my hands, the claws withdrawn, just a gentle touch to assure him that I am there beside him as he sleeps. He must have a dream image of me. Cats are said to be colorblind: grainy black-and-white, a flickering silver film full of rents as I leave the room, come back, go out, pick him up, put him down. Who could harm such a creature? Train his dog to kill him! Cat hate reflects an ugly, stupid, loutish, bigoted spirit. There can be no compromise with this ugly spirit.

The time to pet a cat is when the cat is eating. That is not the time to pet a dog. It is good to pet a sleeping cat. He stretches and purrs in sleep. Better let sleeping dogs lie. I remember at the poetry festival in Rome, John Giorno and I are going down to breakfast. A big dog is sleeping on a landing.

"This is a very friendly dog," John said, and bent down to pet the beast, who growled ominously and showed his yellow teeth.

This cat book is an allegory, in which the writer's past life is presented to him in a cat charade. Not that the cats are puppets. Far from it. They are living, breathing creatures, and when any other being is contacted, it is sad: because you see the limitations, the pain and fear and the final death. That is what contact means. That is what I see when I touch a cat and find that tears are flowing down my face.

I'm being a little lazy using quotes from The Cat Inside, but you can see from that last quote that the author's intent was to write a book that wasn't just about cats but which was an allegory. In fact, I think it's only part allegory and part memoir. Some of the stories he tells (all are brief) are allegorical and those are, quite frankly, the weird ones. Cats as glowing creatures with bat-like ears, slicked back, haunting or haunted, silent and stealthy or gypsy-like. Those particular writings, which play more heavily at the beginning of the book, did not thrill me. I'd rather read true cat stories or cats as side characters in a novel than anything so bizarre as a story in which a cat represents something else entirely.

But, eventually, the author begins to focus on his cats, the companions who have come and gone from his life, but mostly those that lived with or near him while he was living in Kansas, first in a stone house and then in a second home that he liked better but which seems to have lacked a bit of the first house's elderly charm. And, this is where I believe the book shines. He has a lovely way of describing what's beautiful about a cat, why they're superior to dogs (in his opinion), their uniquely feline habits and the idiosyncracies that define the cats he's known personally.

In general, this book is a very strange little book. But, I enjoyed the autobiographical bits. I'm not sure, but I think I might have a copy of one of Burroughs' better-known books, Naked Lunch. If so, I think I'll need drugs to get through it. Just kidding. He certainly did have a rather hallucinogenic writing style when he drifted into allegory.

I'm iffy on recommending this book. Burroughs seems to have been a writer's writer. If you like allegory, enjoy digging for meaning, like a Picasso-like artistry in words, or just love cats and want to read the parts that are autobiographical, the book is probably worth checking out. I liked it. I didn't love The Cat Inside, but I liked enough of it that I don't regret reading the book. I have no idea how to rate it, but I'd say it would probably be better to check the book out from the library than purchase it. I bought my copy. I think I'd rather frame it (I really like that cat with the human head -- which is accurate to some of the text) than read it, again.

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Lord, I Just Want to Be Happy by Leslie Vernick (DNF)

Lord, I Just Want to Be Happy by Leslie Vernick
Copyright 2009
Harvest House Publishers - NF/Self-help/Psychology
DNF

I think this is another case of bad timing. After losing a kitty, I'm not in the mood to be told to focus on Jesus and I'll get through the storm. The truth is that I think when I've had trouble happying up, usually it's the love of friends and reading about people who've either been through the same or worse experiences (and there's certainly a lot worse that could happen to a person than losing a cat) but came through them fine . . . that's what lifts me up and gets me back on an even keel.

Not that this book is about grief. That's part of the problem, I suppose. Roy Nakai's book about how he lived through tragedy was helpful to me because it had the right focus -- on how important it is to keep going.

Lord, I Just Want to Be Happy is about knowing yourself, realizing that things like losing 10 pounds, being the center of attention, finding the perfect job and having a spouse who does exactly what you think a spouse should do are not necessarily the things that will make you happy. Happiness comes from inside - making right choices, changing bad habits, not beating yourself up. That's what the book is about, although it's Christian and it's Jesus-focused.

I think I might like this book another time. At the moment, it's not for me.

Lord, I Just Want to be Happy by Leslie Vernick (sneak peek)

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and the book:


Lord, I Just Want to Be Happy

Harvest House Publishers (October 1, 2009)

***Special thanks to David P. Bartlett of Harvest House Publishers for sending me a review copy.***

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:


Leslie Vernick, a licensed clinical social worker with a private counseling practice, has authored numerous books, including The Emotionally Destructive Relationship and How to Act Right When Your Spouse Acts Wrong. She completed postgraduate work in biblical counseling and cognitive therapy. Leslie and her husband, Howard, have been married more than 30 years and have two grown children.


Visit the author's website.

Product Details:

List Price: $12.99
Paperback: 256 pages
Publisher: Harvest House Publishers (October 1, 2009)
Language: English
ISBN-10: 0736919236
ISBN-13: 978-0736919234

AND NOW...THE FIRST CHAPTER:


Stories and Scripts

Do not seek to have events happen as you want them to, but instead want them to happen as they do happen, and your life will go well.

Epictetus 2

Expecting the world to treat you fairly because you are a good person is a little like expecting a bull not to attack you because you are a vegetarian.

Dennis Wholey


Janet came into my office upset, anxious to share her latest litany of what was wrong with her life. Her friend Dana hadn’t invited her over last Sunday like Janet had hoped she would, and Janet felt hurt and rejected. Over the course of our counseling, I had learned that most of Janet’s friends didn’t support or love her as faithfully as she wished they would. She hated that she wasn’t pretty enough, thin enough, or popular enough to gain the attention from others that she craved. Her job didn’t satisfy her, nor did it pay enough, and the people there weren’t very friendly either.

Janet’s mother also irritated her. She described her mom as too busy living her own life to care that her daughter was a single mom and often needed help with her kids. That prompted me to ask Janet about her church family. She said she didn’t get anything out of the sermons and no one from the Bible study ever invited her out to lunch—so why bother?

Janet wasn’t clinically depressed, but she was miserable with herself, with others, and with life. If it wasn’t one thing, it was another. Nothing was ever the way she wanted it to be, or the way it should be. “I just want to be happy,” she moaned. “Why can’t God make it easier for me? I hate that life is so hard, so unfair.”

Perhaps your situation isn’t as extreme as Janet’s, but I think many of us can relate to her feelings. Life does disappoint us at times. Others don’t give us the love or attention we want or expect, and as a result we feel angry, hurt, gypped, and sad. We hate that we’re not perfect or popular or powerful or pretty enough to feel confident or attractive or worthy. Jesus’ promise of an abundant life seems hollow. We get stuck living in a mind-set of, If only I were more ___________________ or had more ___________________ , then I’d be happy. Or we tell ourselves, If only ___________________ would change, then I could be happier.

Take a minute and fill in the blanks for yourself. What might you put in? During one session, Janet said, “If only I were more popular and could lose ten pounds, then I’d be happy.” At another session, she said something different: “If only my mother would change and help me out more with my kids, then I’d be happier.”

What about you? Perhaps you tell yourself you’d be happy if only you were more beautiful, talented, or intelligent. Others say they’d be happy if only they had more money, more time, or more energy. You might believe you’d be happier if only you were married instead of single, or married to a different person instead of the one you’re married to. Or maybe you’d rather not be married at all. Still others think that if only they had a baby, or better-behaved children, or a more attentive spouse, or a more prestigious or powerful job, or a bigger house, then they’d finally be happy.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m all for making changes when possible and appropriate. But I’ve discovered in my own life, as well as in the lives of people I’ve worked with, that much of our misery is caused by the stories we tell ourselves about how things should be…rather than what actually is.


Unrealistic Expectations

Janet told herself that her unhappiness resulted from not being good enough, thin enough, or pretty enough. She was unhappy because she didn’t make enough money, because people let her down, and because her life was unfair.

But those things weren’t the true source of her suffering. Janet’s misery was much more a result of her unrealistic expectations of herself, life, and others than of her actual life situations. Although she wasn’t aware of it, Janet lived her life out of a mind-set, or way of thinking, that was largely false. She created an internal story line of how things should go—and when they didn’t go the way she thought they should, she felt sorry for herself. For example, she believed life should be easy and fair. When life was hard, she found it impossible to handle her disappointment without falling into self-pity because, after all, life shouldn’t be so hard.

Janet also told herself that people should be nicer to her and that they should be more willing to give of their time and efforts to help her out. She wasn’t aware she did it, but she also scripted out what other people should say, how they should say it, and what they should do for her, especially if they claimed to be Christians. When they failed to follow her script, she felt hurt, disappointed, and angry with them. Not only that, but she also clung to those negative feelings for days, nursing more resentment and hurt.

But perhaps the biggest source of Janet’s unhappiness was her own unrealistic view of herself. She regularly dwelled on her flaws and weaknesses and imagined that others did too. She fantasized she’d be more desirable, lovable, and popular if only she were thinner and more attractive.

In order for Janet to change and experience true happiness, she needs to become aware of the story line and scripts she has made up about herself, life, and others. Then she needs to reevaluate them according to what God says is true, good, and right. In addition, she must learn to handle the painful emotions that come with losses and disappointments in a different way, without falling into her habits of self-pity, resentment, or self-hatred.

You see, whether by nature we tend to look at the glass as half empty or half full, our perceptions determine our inner reality. By nature I am a pessimist, and because of that leaning, I often make up internal stories about the worst things that can happen. When my daughter started to drive, I made up all kinds of stories of dreadful accidents, carjackings, or mechanical failures. (None of which happened, I might add.) When my mammogram results came back suspicious, you can imagine where my mind went. As a result of my thinking habits, I often feel anxious, and my peace and inner sense of well-being vanish.

Optimists can make up some pretty unrealistic stories too. I once watched a man playing blackjack lose $20,000 thinking positively. He told himself (out loud) that this was his lucky day, he was the man, and tonight he’d strike it rich. He allowed his unrealistic story and script of how he wanted things to end to capture his heart, overrule his rational mind, and control his decision-making. (And in chapter 4, we’ll see how a woman named Cheryl continued to believe her fantasy story line of a perfect fiancé—despite evidence to the contrary—only to wake up to an abusive husband.)

In order to learn how to be happier, we need to recognize 1) our internal stories and scripts and then 2) how they create expectations that, when unmet, often lead to foolish decisions as well as feeling anxious, miserable, sad, angry, discouraged, and even depressed.


Core Lies We Believe

There are many story lines and scripts that lead to misery and unhappiness, but the first clue in discovering your particular one is to look for the words should, shouldn’t, ought, supposed to, and deserve and then listen to what comes next. Let’s examine three of the most powerful ones.

“I should be better than I am”

Many people suffer because they fail to live up to their own expectations of themselves. Keith worked three part-time jobs just to put himself through college. He was proud of his accomplishments, but he started getting anxious and discouraged when some of his grades slipped from A’s to B’s and he fell behind in his rent payment. He studied long into the night, often forsaking sleep. He was cranky, exhausted, and definitely not happy.

But when I challenged his schedule, he insisted, “I should be able to handle this.” He refused to accept reality. His self-concept was based on an idealized image of himself, not the truth. Keith is not a god—he is a mere mortal. He has limits. He can’t function at his best with only four hours of sleep. He isn’t able to work three jobs, study all night, sleep adequately, go to college full-time, and get straight A’s in all of his subjects. Yet his expectations that he ought to be able to do it all, and his self-hatred for failing to live up to his idealized image of himself, was great.

People who are perfectionists may have a hard time admitting they actually expect they should be perfect all of the time, but deep down that’s what they want to be. And they grieve deeply when they fail. They can never be happy, because although they might achieve a moment of perfection, it’s unsustainable. Eventually they mess up, can’t do something, aren’t all-knowing, fail, or make a mistake. The internal shame, self-hatred, and self-reproach can be lethal.

Some individuals may not recognize they have unrealistic expectations of themselves, because they don’t expect perfection in every area of their life. For example, Elle wasn’t compulsive about her home, but she obsessed over her physical appearance. Every inch of her body and clothing had to look perfect, or she would beat herself up. “I shouldn’t have eaten dinner last night” or, “I should exercise more, I’m so fat,” she’d moan. She even slept with her makeup on so she would look good in the morning. No one was allowed to see her until she was ready, including her best friend.

Terminally Unique

Cindy failed to live up to her idealized version of the perfect Christian wife and mother. In a moment of sin and passion, she committed adultery with a co-worker. Her sorrow was great, but her repentance shallow. Her grief was not because of her sin against her husband or against God, but because she became small in her own eyes for failing to live up to who she thought she was. “I can’t believe I did that,” Cindy lamented.

“Why is it so hard for you to accept you’re a sinner, just like everyone else?” I asked.

“I don’t want to be like everyone else,” she replied.

“That’s part of your problem,” I gently told her. Much of Cindy’s suffering was because she expected herself to be better than everyone else.


People who believe they should be better than they are can’t be happy, because they are morbidly preoccupied with themselves. They become prideful over their perfection or filled with self-hatred at their flaws.

As with Janet, one particular variation on the I should be better than I am story line is feeling disappointed with one’s self over never being good enough, pretty enough, worthy enough, thin enough, spiritual enough, rich enough, or smart enough. You get the picture. The goal becomes I want to be enough. The question we must ask ourselves is, By whose yardstick will you measure yourself as “good enough”? Inevitably it is one’s own standard, not God’s. Even nonperfectionists like Janet become self-conscious about their limitations, weaknesses, and flaws when they tell themselves that they shouldn’t be that way, or if only they weren’t that way, then they would be happy.

When we live by these scripts, we will never feel happy. We (or someone else) will always find some flaw. Let’s be honest here. Who could ever say that he or she feels good enough in every area of his or her life? Feeling “good enough” is never the answer to lasting happiness. As soon as we feel good enough in one area, there are ten others where we feel insufficient or inadequate.

When we believe we should be better than we are, we become self-focused, self-centered, and self-absorbed. This leads to anxiety and compulsion, not joy and peace. In later chapters, we’ll learn how to accept our not being good enough so we can learn to be happier without having to be perfect.

“I deserve more than I have, and more ______________ means more happiness”

All of us have desires, longings, and wants. Much of the time these longings are legitimate, and there is nothing inherently sinful about them. In the introduction I shared about Francine who wanted a loving husband. She desired a better than average marriage. She wasn’t asking for too much.

Rhonda had different longings. She wanted more power, more impact, and more purpose in her life. These also are good desires. The problem is when they switch from desires to demands, from longings to expectations. Then whatever we get will never be enough because we deserve more. The story line becomes, It’s all about me and all for me. When our legitimate hopes, dreams, or desires move into the category of expectations, they escalate into demands—things we feel entitled to or deserving of. And when the demands aren’t met, we can feel quite miserable.

Janet had many expectations and demands of others that were unhealthy and unrealistic. Again, most of them included the words should or ought. For example, Janet believed that her mother should be a better grandmother. Her friends ought to care more about her needs and feelings than they did. Since she continued to live her internal story as if she were both the main character and the most important one, she felt entitled to other people’s attention and believed they should put her at the top of their priority list. Her needs, her rights, her wants, and her feelings should come first. Janet often told herself, If they really loved me, they would care more about my needs and my feelings. Therefore, when others failed to meet her expectations, she not only felt hurt and angry, she felt unloved.

Janet didn’t just desire her mother to be more attentive and interested in her children, she expected her to be that way. You might argue, What’s wrong with expecting your mother to be a good grandmother and to show interest and love for her grandchildren? Nothing’s wrong with it—except it didn’t line up with the way things really were. Janet’s mother was not that kind of grandmother, and as long as Janet kept expecting she should be, Janet would continue to get hurt and disappointed.

The truth is, no one ever gets everything in life that he or she wants or desires. When we live as if we deserve people’s love and attention all of the time, then we’re not living in reality. Instead of learning how to handle in a mature way the inevitable disappointment of not getting all that we want, we stay miserable.

In addition to our own internal unrealistic expectations, we also live in a culture that encourages people to demand their rights and to feel entitled. After all, we’re worth it! Because of this mind-set, people sometimes make terrible choices. They tell themselves they have the right to be happy and to pursue whatever it takes to be happy, even at the expense of others. I recall a woman I counseled telling me this very thing. She had fallen in love with her boss at work. She was a Christian, yet she believed God wanted her to be happy, and therefore he wouldn’t want her to stay married if she found her true love elsewhere. Despite my fervent warnings to think more carefully, she chose to end her marriage in order to get what she wanted.

When we are the main character of our story line and it is all about us, then we justify pursuing what we think makes us happy, even if it makes those around us (like this woman’s husband and three children) very unhappy. But we will never find true happiness at the expense of others. That will lead only to more heartache.

Whether our expectations are unrealistic, unhealthy, or just unmet, we become unhappy when we believe we’re entitled to have more than we have. Instead of feeling thankful for what we do have, we grumble and complain about what we don’t. The apostle Paul told us that he had discovered the secret of being content, whether he had a lot or a little (Philippians 4:11-12). The secret is surrendering to God’s plan—not getting all your needs, wants, desires, or expectations fulfilled.

“Life should be easy and fair”

When we pine for an easy life, we forfeit a fulfilling life. We become bored and apathetic, not happy. Author Gary Haugen tells a story of going on a trip but missing the adventure. During a camping and hiking vacation to Mount Rainier with his father and brothers, his dad wanted them all to climb the rock formation heading to the summit. Gary felt afraid and asked his father to allow him to stay behind at the visitor’s center where he could watch the videos and read about the wildlife and history of the mountain. After much pleading, his father finally relented. Here’s the rest of Gary’s story:

The visitor’s center was warm and comfortable, with lots of interesting things to watch and read. I devoured the information and explored every corner, and judging by the crowd, it was clearly the place to be. As the afternoon stretched on, however, the massive visitor’s center started to feel awfully small. The warm air felt stuffy, and the stuffed wild animals started to seem just—dead. The inspiring loop videos about extraordinary people who climbed the mountain weren’t as interesting the sixth and seventh times, and they made me wish I could be one of those actually climbing the mountain instead of reading about it. I felt bored, sleepy and small—and I missed my dad. I was totally stuck. Totally safe—but totally stuck.

After the longest afternoon of my ten-year-old life, Dad and my brothers returned flushed with their triumph. Their faces were wet from the snow; they were famished, dehydrated and nursing scrapes from the rocks and ice, but on the long drive home they had something else. They had stories and an unforgettable day with their dad on a great mountain. I, of course, revealed nothing, insisting that it was my favorite day of the whole vacation.

Truth be told—I went on the trip and missed the adventure.


When Jesus tells us that he has come to give us an abundant life, he doesn’t mean a safe and comfortable life, but a meaningful one. He calls us to a purpose beyond pleasing ourselves.

As we’ve already seen, Janet expected life to be easy and fair. She seemed mentally, emotionally, and spiritually unprepared for life’s ordinary bumps and hurdles. Yet Jesus clearly tells us, “In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world” (John 16:33). Jesus warns us that life isn’t easy or fair, and he tells us this so that we can experience peace and find courage in the midst of life’s hardships.

How? You’ll find some specific tools in later chapters, but it starts by seeing things as they really are. Jesus tells us that if our eye is healthy, our whole body will be full of light (Matthew 6:22). Happiness, joy, peace, and an internal sense of well-being are never found in having an easy life or in a life full of possessions, power, or popularity. We only have to look at some of the Hollywood celebrities gracing the news these days to see individuals living an easy life. On the fairness quotient, they have the deck stacked in their favor. They have most of the things we tell ourselves we need to be happy. They are thin, beautiful, rich, popular, powerful, and have lots of possessions. Yet many of them appear purposeless and empty and actually look quite unhappy. These men and women may have pleasure, power, prosperity, and popularity, but they do not have happiness. Never confuse those things with a genuine inner sense of joy, peace, and well-being.

In fact, it is often when life is easy and good, plentiful and prosperous, that God warns us we are in the most danger of losing sight of what brings our soul true delight. When the Israelites were entering the Promised Land, God warned them,

When the Lord your God brings you into the land he swore to your fathers, to Abraham, Isaac and Jacob, to give you—a land with large, flourishing cities you did not build, houses filled with all kinds of good things you did not provide, wells you did not dig, and vineyards you did not plant—then when you eat and are satisfied, be careful that you do not forget the Lord, who brought you out of Egypt, out of the land of slavery (Deuteronomy 6:10-12).


The Adaptation Principle

If we want to increase our capacity for genuine inner happiness, we must begin to debunk our belief that having more _______________, or changes in our life circumstances, will make us significantly happier than we already are. The problem with this thinking is that it feels true. Losing weight, or getting a new job, home, or husband does make us feel happier for a time, but it’s only a temporary fix. After we get what we want, our mind naturally moves on to the next thing that is wrong, or what we want, or what we believe will make us happy.

When Janet finally found a new job that she liked and that paid well, she felt much better. But her newfound happiness lasted about two weeks. Then she was right back where she had been—unhappy with her life, even though she liked her new job. Psychologists have called this the adaptation principle. Over time, we become accustomed to or get used to our new life situation, whether it is better or worse, and eventually return to our normal happiness range.



I’ll Be Happy Forever, Mom!

I remember my son, Ryan, endlessly nagging me for a special toy. He was convinced that if only he had this one gadget, life would be good. He was so persuasive, I believed him. Eager to make him happy, I bought him the toy. He was thrilled. But three days later, I saw it lying under his bed. Now he was pleading for a new plaything he needed to be happy. As adults, often we’re not any different.

The writer of Ecclesiastes discovered this truth much earlier than the psychologists did. This book is written by a king who had an easy life. Most believe it was written by King Solomon, King David’s son with Bathsheba. Solomon had everything he wanted and enjoyed the things our culture promotes as giving us a satisfying life. He had enormous power, whatever pleasure his heart desired, plenty of possessions, a productive life, popularity, and over 700 wives and 300 concubines. Yet in the end, when he looked over everything in his life, it felt empty. Power, possessions, popularity, and prosperity weren’t enough to bring him true happiness.

The king discovered, as we all must if we want to find authentic happiness, that he had wrongly depended on something other than God to give him what only God could give.


Dismantling Our Story Line

To begin the process of learning how to be a happier person, we must see the deception of our internal story line and replace it with the truth. Most of us feel powerless to do this without some outside help. God already knows our weaknesses, and so what he often does to free us of our illusions and delusions is allow disappointment, pain, and suffering into our lives. This gives us the chance to wake up and see what matters most.

Recently, I was talking with Beth, who, like Francine, has been chronically disappointed and unhappy in her marriage. Her expectations for a loving and intimate relationship with her husband have never been met, and her years of heartache over such disappointment were laced with resentment and anger. But through some unexpected health problems, she has begun to wake up to her life and to a deeper walk with God. As a result, she’s appreciating the smaller things and noticing what’s good in her marriage instead of what’s wrong. She has learned to let go of her expectations without deadening her desires for a better relationship. And that’s an important distinction. It’s not that we don’t desire certain things, but we don’t demand them anymore!

“It hasn’t been easy finding this path of joy and contentment,” Beth said. “I can easily slip back into my old resentment and depression. This new road feels as thin as a thread’s width. But I want to learn to stay on it.”

Jesus tells us that the road that leads to life is narrow (Matthew 7:14). I don’t think he is referring merely to eternal life; he’s speaking about the abundant life. The king in Ecclesiastes pursued what he thought was the abundant life in all of his accomplishments, power, possessions, and pleasures. But through the disappointment of success, he realized that even those wonderful things didn’t offer him all he thought they would. He left these final words for us so we might glean understanding into what brings the heart true joy:

Light is sweet; how pleasant to see a new day dawning.

When people live to be very old, let them rejoice in every day of life. But let them also remember there will be many dark days. Everything still to come is meaningless.

Young people, it is wonderful to be young! Enjoy every minute of it. Do everything you want to do; take it all in. But remember that you must give an account to God for everything you do. So refuse to worry, and keep your body healthy. But remember that youth, with a whole life before you, is meaningless.

Don’t let the excitement of youth cause you to forget your Creator. Honor him in your youth before you grow old and say, “Life is not pleasant anymore.” Remember him before the light of the sun, moon, and stars is dim to your old eyes, and rain clouds continually darken your sky…

Yes, remember your Creator now while you are young, before the silver cord of life snaps and the golden bowl is broken. Don’t wait until the water jar is smashed at the spring and the pulley is broken at the well. For then the dust will return to the earth, and the spirit will return to God who gave it (Ecclesiastes 11:7-10; 12:1,2,6,7 nlt)


The book of Ecclesiastes teaches us a powerful lesson. We will always be disappointed with life (or others) when we ask it to do something it wasn’t designed to do. If we can learn to appreciate our life, our marriage, our job, or our family for what they are, then we can experience joy, wonder, and gratitude more readily.

Through Janet’s disappointment with herself, other people, and life, she began to ask some important questions as well as gain some new insights that led her to see Christ, herself, and her life through a new lens. She finally began to grasp that it was her expectations that were causing much of her pain. She realized that when she expected so much from others, life, or even herself, then even the good things she did have or receive, were never good enough. As she surrendered her internal story line, Janet was surprised to discover some peace and happiness even in the midst of painful situations.

The psalmist also felt sad and perplexed over life’s disappointments. But he came to understand through his suffering, that he needed to put his hope in God, not in other things (Psalm 42). Jesus loves us too much to leave us thinking or believing that a rich and meaningful life is found in anything other than loving and serving him. He tells us that where our treasure is, there our heart will be also (Matthew 6:21). Another way of saying this is, where our pleasure is, our treasure is also.



Jesus has come to set the captives free. Whether we realize it or not, many of us are captive to the lie that something other than God will bring us happiness and fulfill our longings. When we put our hope in or expect something or someone other than him to fill us and make us happy, he will surely frustrate us. But he doesn’t do it to punish us. He does it to rescue us from our disordered attachments and delusions, and from ourselves. God promises to meet our needs—but what we feel we need, and what we truly need, may be very different.

Our disappointments and sorrows in life are gifts given to help us see things correctly. C.S. Lewis writes, “God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks to us in our conscience, but shouts in our pains; it is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world.”  Disappointment can lead us out of illusion and into truth and reality. Sorrow teaches us to let go of our attachments to false or lesser things and to seek after God. True prosperity is never acquired through worldly accomplishments or possessions, but rather through the awareness and ability to live in God’s loving presence.

Peter tells us that suffering teaches us to be done with sin and to live for God’s purposes rather than our own pleasures and evil desires (1 Peter 4:1-5). Why? Because suffering helps us surrender our illusions, desires, and expectations of what life should be so we’re freed to live as God designed us to be (1 Peter 1:6).

Can you begin to let go by surrendering these lies to God, trusting him that he knows what you need to be happy? If you can’t just yet, don’t despair. He will help you. He wants to give you a new script to help you live a new story—a story that will bring more peace, more joy, more love, and more hope to your life.




Questions for

Thought and Discussion

1. How did you relate to Janet? Have you considered that some of your unhappiness may come from unmet expectations of God, others, or life?
2. If you haven’t already, fill in the blanks: “If only I had more __________________ or a better _________________, I’d be happy.” Recall a time when you got what you wanted. How long did your happiness last?
3. What do you think of this observation: “Expectations are longings and desires that have become demands”? What are your demands of God, others, or yourself?
4. German philosopher Arthur Schopenhauer stated,
All striving springs from want or deficiency, from dissatisfaction with one’s condition, and is therefore suffering so long as it is not satisfied. No satisfaction, however, is lasting; on the contrary, it is always merely the starting point of fresh striving.


How have you experienced this in your own life?

5. Which core lie do you struggle with? How has it affected your happiness levels?
I ought to be more than I am
I deserve to have more than God gave me
Life should be fair

6. Reflect on the author’s statement, “When we believe we should be better than we are, we become self-focused, self-centered, and self-absorbed. This leads to anxiety and compulsion, not joy and peace.” How have you found this to be true in your own life?
7. Read Psalm 73:12-14. Listen to Asaph’s unspoken expectations of God as he surveyed his life and what was going on around him. Why did he feel he deserved better?
8. Discuss the difference between acknowledging the truth and emotionally accepting it. (For example, I know I’m in a difficult marriage, but I’m not okay with it.) Next, review each core lie:
I ought to be more than I am
I deserve to have more than God gave me
Life should be fair

In what ways do you acknowledge the truth throughout this chapter, but still resist emotionally accepting it? How does your refusal to emotionally embrace God’s truth contribute to your unhappiness?

9. Read Acts 14:15. How has disappointment and suffering helped you turn from vain things and turn toward God?
10. Read Psalm 63. What steps can you take to be more satisfied with God and less hungry for other things?
11. Jesus came to set the captives free. How have you been trapped in your stories and scripts? What do you need to surrender in order to experience greater happiness in your life?

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

The Making of the African Queen by Katharine Hepburn

The Making of THE AFRICAN QUEEN or How I Went to Africa with Bogart, Bacall and Huston and almost lost my mind
By Katharine Hepburn
Copyright 1987
Plume - Nonfiction/Memoir
129 pages

I've read the book, by C. S. Forester, and I love the movie. So, when I happened across a tattered copy of The Making of THE AFRICAN QUEEN by Katharine Hepburn in my local library sale, I snatched it up.

I have Katharine Hepburn's autobiography, Me, and have read bits and pieces of it. Her writing style was oddly fragmented, very stream-of-consciousness if the stream is coming from someone who frequently interrupts her own thoughts. So, it's a little bit of a pain to read, at times, but the book is still quite interesting. Near as I can tell, it was John Huston who went the farthest towards causing Hepburn to "almost lose" her mind. He evaded her questions about the script, costumes, filming, location . . . you name it. The man seems to have been so wrapped up in his own little world that he didn't have time for his stars.

Humphrey Bogart reassured Katharine Hepburn that John Huston was always that way; she might as well just get used to it. And, she seems to have easily gotten into the swing of things, once Hepburn was settled into her little hut on a hill in the jungle. She wasn't happy that the Bogarts' hut was decorated in her favorite colors, but her hut location was perfect and that's what counted. Yes, she was quite picky that way -- a bit on the arrogant side, certainly, but dedicated to her craft.

The Making of THE AFRICAN QUEEN was a fun, quick read and the book is packed with photographs that give you a good visual of the anecdotes she shares. There's a photo of her lounging on the porch of her jungle hut and another of her washing her hair in a bucket. You get to see how they had to cross the river on rafts in order to reach the set and how she had to change clothing pretty much in view of the entire crew. The book was a fun diversion on a day when nothing else was grabbing my interest.

Spellbinder by Helen Stringer

Spellbinder by Helen Stringer
Copyright 2009
Feiwel and Friends - YA/Paranormal/Fantasy
372 pages


Belladonna can see ghosts, which is rather handy since both of her parents are dead. They're still at home and their daily routine is pretty much the same as it was when they were alive. Then, one day, something dreadful happens. The doors to the other side are closing. Before her parents are sucked away with the rest of the ghosts, they make some cryptic remarks about what's happening. And, then they're gone.

It's up to Belladonna to find out what's going on, not only to save her parents but for the sake of every other trapped ghost. With the help of a classmate named Steve, Belladonna goes in search of some answers.

The storyline of Spellbinder is rather complex -- needlessly complex, in my opinion, but I'm not the average fantasy reader and might be a little biased. Ghosts are responsible for preventing accidents and all sorts of other things in this story. There was a lot I liked about it, but it did seem at times that ghosts have more purpose than living people.

In the end, this story just didn't do much for me. I liked the ending. I liked the fact that it's set in Great Britain and I loved the characters -- particularly Steve and Elsie, an Edwardian ghost. But, I found the book an average read. My teenager is currently reading this book, so I'll let you know if he likes it any better than I did.

3/5 - Average storyline, a bit too complex and often confusing. Great characters were what I enjoyed the most. I wouldn't advise anyone not to read Spellbinder. It just wasn't for me.

My thanks to MacMillan for the review copy.

Fidelity (poems) by Grace Paley

Fidelity by Grace Paley
Copyright 2008
Farrar, Straus and Giroux - Poetry
83 pages

I got Fidelity as a Christmas gift from my future daughter-in-law (hence, the ribbon, which I put back on the book after discarding the wrapping paper). Future DIL says it's one of her favorite books and she's given many copies away.

It took me approximately 8-10 poems' worth to become accustomed to Paley's writing style, but then I began to really understand why my future DIL loves her. Paley's reflective at times and sounds a little tired, a bit resigned.

The book was published posthumously, the poems written not long before her death. There's a bit of sharp reality in many of her words; she didn't have long and she knew it. But, at the same time, she managed to inject plenty of humor, wisdom, thoughts about family and friends and how we're tied together, reminiscences about art and creation. She talks about her home territory, which is so far removed from the places I've lived that it seemed a little foreign to me, but I would imagine my future daughter-in-law finds those references homey because she's also from the East Coast.

There's a quote on the back of the book that I think describes the book well:

These poems mark [Paley's] passage (heels dug in, sure she should be more gracious about the whole thing) closer to death. 'I had put my days behind me . . . ,' she writes: 'future was my intention.' So she tries (still learning, still trying to get it right in her eighties) to savor the days. Fidelity is a record of that savoring." --Susan Salter Reynolds, Los Angeles Times Book Review

That's such a lovely description. I think there's an elegance to Paley's writing, and yet she's not one to pretty the truth if she has something negative to say about being lonely or old. Fidelity is a thought-provoking wonder and just one more reason I can't wait till my son marries. It will be such fun adding an avid reader to the family.

My thanks to Sarah for a lovely gift that will go on the good shelves.