"I can't even make a disturbance when I stamp my feet," he said. "I am a walking whisper. A hush . . . a piece of soft, worn cotton fluff."
[p. 55]
You can see Sweet November (published in 1968) is far from a new release. More than likely, I spent a quarter on that used copy at left. I happened across my copy while looking for another book and, remembering the movie (which I saw as a child and only could remember from the emotions it generated), I picked the book up and immediately began reading.
Charles is an executive whose family has run a business making boxes for over 80 years. He's British but has been in the U.S. for several years with the intent of expanding his box-making dynasty. He's successful and fulfilled but does little beyond work.
When Charles realizes his British driver's license has expired, he is forced to make time for a trip to the DMV to acquire an American license. At the DMV, he's impatient and twitchy waiting for the written test. Finally, it begins. He has a photographic memory so he presumes he'll whip through the test in no time but a woman behind him keeps asking him questions. When he turns around to hush her, he's called up front and the proctor tears up his test for cheating. The woman, Sara, follows him as he calls work from a phone booth to say he'll be late because he was caught cheating. This alone fascinated me. Instead of saying, "It's her fault; I was trying to hush her," he blames nobody, tells his second in command, "I was caught cheating," and simply stays for the next test.
Sara and Charles share hotdogs on a bench and she insists that he must come view an apartment she's renting out, the next day. He's charmed by her quirky questions and lighthearted personality, so he meets up with her and ends up eventually following her back to her home, where she asks him if he'd like to stay with her in November.
It turns out Sarah likes to "fix" people. Charlie's life runs by the clock, "All hurry hurry, ding ding," as Sara puts it. She wants to break him of this destructive pattern. He agrees.
I won't spoil what happens. Most of the 142 pages of Sweet November are dedicated to their time together in November. Charles knows he'll have to leave when November ends. He is really quite a sharp-witted character and Sara is delightful. But, there's something up with Sara, a reason that even when one of her men falls in love with her she is unwilling to let anyone stay. When Charlie predictably falls for her, will he be the exception?
Recommended - Witty, wonderful dialogue, great characters, and a quirky, bittersweet story make Sweet November a winner. Now, I have to find a way to watch the movie.
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Monday, December 14, 2015
The Tree by John Fowles
The Tree by John Fowles came to me in ARC form in 2010 from HarperCollins, and I'm sure I looked at its slimness (at 91 pages, some reviewers have referred to it as an essay) and told myself, "That will be a quick read!" I failed to finish it in 2010 and just recently returned to it. I remembered that I'd set it aside and wondered why when I picked it up a second time.
John Fowles was pretty fricking erudite, that's why. Thin as the book is, it's not always easy reading and I found myself looking up more than a few words. But, at the same time, it's packed with wisdom.
Evolution has turned man into a sharply isolating creature, seeing the world not only anthopocentrically but singly, mirroring the way we like to think of our private selves. [p. 26]
[...] only fools think our attitude to our fellow-men is a thing distinct from our attitude to "lesser" life on this planet. [p. 30]
But I think the most harmful change brought about by Victorian science in our attitude to nature lies in the demand that our relation with it must be purposive, industrious, always seeking greater knowledge. This dreadfully serious and puritanical approach (nowhere better exhibited in the nineteenth century than in the countless penny magazines aimed at young people) has had two very harmful effects. One is that it turned the vast majority of contemporary Western mankind away from what had become altogether too much like a duty, or a school lesson; the second is that the far saner eighteenth-century attitude, which viewed nature as a mirror for philosophers, as an evoker of emotion, as a pleasure, a poem, was forgotten. [p. 33]
I could keep quoting for quite a while. In spite of its size, I managed to mark 15 passages. The Tree is, at its core, a meditation on the importance of nature to humankind through the personal experience of its author; but it also challenges our perception of nature, of growing things that can't speak to us directly but can touch our hearts and souls, of life around us, not just in us. My reading of The Tree felt pretty timely to me as I'd just recently read The Sixth Extinction, in which Elizabeth Kolbert talked to a scientist who is monitoring the way trees are marching in step with climate change, moving as the climate around them changes.
Recommended - At times so scholarly in its wording that I found myself rereading a sentence or paragraph three times, at times fluid, The Tree is a very moving piece of work about something intensely personal to the author, John Fowles, but also a book that challenges us to think about our world and all its parts as a whole. It's really quite thought-provoking and pertinent, especially as the end of the latest world conference to hammer out guidelines for slowing climate change has just concluded.
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John Fowles was pretty fricking erudite, that's why. Thin as the book is, it's not always easy reading and I found myself looking up more than a few words. But, at the same time, it's packed with wisdom.
Evolution has turned man into a sharply isolating creature, seeing the world not only anthopocentrically but singly, mirroring the way we like to think of our private selves. [p. 26]
[...] only fools think our attitude to our fellow-men is a thing distinct from our attitude to "lesser" life on this planet. [p. 30]
But I think the most harmful change brought about by Victorian science in our attitude to nature lies in the demand that our relation with it must be purposive, industrious, always seeking greater knowledge. This dreadfully serious and puritanical approach (nowhere better exhibited in the nineteenth century than in the countless penny magazines aimed at young people) has had two very harmful effects. One is that it turned the vast majority of contemporary Western mankind away from what had become altogether too much like a duty, or a school lesson; the second is that the far saner eighteenth-century attitude, which viewed nature as a mirror for philosophers, as an evoker of emotion, as a pleasure, a poem, was forgotten. [p. 33]
I could keep quoting for quite a while. In spite of its size, I managed to mark 15 passages. The Tree is, at its core, a meditation on the importance of nature to humankind through the personal experience of its author; but it also challenges our perception of nature, of growing things that can't speak to us directly but can touch our hearts and souls, of life around us, not just in us. My reading of The Tree felt pretty timely to me as I'd just recently read The Sixth Extinction, in which Elizabeth Kolbert talked to a scientist who is monitoring the way trees are marching in step with climate change, moving as the climate around them changes.
Recommended - At times so scholarly in its wording that I found myself rereading a sentence or paragraph three times, at times fluid, The Tree is a very moving piece of work about something intensely personal to the author, John Fowles, but also a book that challenges us to think about our world and all its parts as a whole. It's really quite thought-provoking and pertinent, especially as the end of the latest world conference to hammer out guidelines for slowing climate change has just concluded.
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Five Children on the Western Front by Kate Saunders
Five Children on the Western Front by Kate Saunders was an impulse purchase made while on vacation. I had a particular title from the "Buy Books for Syria" program (with proceeds to Oxfam) in my head but had already gone into 3 Waterstone's stores without any luck locating a copy. However, in a massive stroke of unexpected genius, I bought Five Children on a whim. It was one of my favorite reads in 2015.
Five Children on the Western Front is a continuation of Edith Nesbit's Five Children and It series, in which a sand fairy, or Psammead, takes the children to different places in time when they make a wish. I haven't read Five Children and It or any of the other books by Nesbit, but I was familiar with it and I have a feeling there's a copy of it buried somewhere in this house. Five Children on the Western Front stands on its own, though, so there's no need to have read any of Nesbit's books.
At the beginning of Five Children on the Western Front, the "five children" of the title travel forward in time after their friend the sand fairy grants a wish, getting a glimpse of their future without understanding the meaning of what they see.
The story then fast-forwards to 1914. WWI has begun, the eldest child, Cyril, has finished officer training and is preparing to head for Europe. It's that time when Britons were convinced that the war would be over in a matter of months, so he's optimistic as he leaves. Meanwhile, the two youngest children -- one of whom, Edie, has been added by the author -- find the sand fairy in a gravel pit on their property. He hasn't appeared in years and he's very cold and grumpy, his magic drained.
Life spins around the sand fairy's recovery and the short hops, present and future, that eventually occur -- sometimes due to wishes, accidental or otherwise, sometimes not. Bobs is studying at Cambridge, Anthea is in art school, Jane is in high school, the Lamb an adventurous young boy, and Edie the sand fairy's chief caregiver and advocate. Slowly, it becomes apparent that the sand fairy has returned because he needs to be taught some lessons. But, while the sand fairy is learning about how bad he was when he was a god, the reader is also learning about the horros of war as WWI drags on, friends and loved ones are killed or badly injured, food is rationed, Cyril continues to fight for years, and Bobs and Anthea end up doing their part for the war effort, as well.
I won't spoil what happens or how the book ends but I knew from the quote on the cover that said simply, "heartbreaking", as well as that first jump into the future, that bad things were going to happen. What really stunned me was how the most painful scenes were carried out. Yes, some bits of Five Children on the Western Front are heartbreaking, but the story was also uplifting and moving and beautiful.
Highly recommended - A children's story (probably middle reader) that is charming, funny, bittersweet, and beautifully written, Five Children on the Western Front is one of my favorites of the year and a book I will probably return to. But, first, I need to unbury Five Children and It. I'm sure I have a copy around here, somewhere.
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Catch-up reviews: Zack Delacruz by Jeff Anderson, Three Days in the Country by Patrick Marbur, The Fortnight in Sept. by R. C. Sherriff
Those of you who read my blog regularly or have read it for a long time know that I always take time off during the holidays to be with family. There won't be as much family time, this year. We're not going anywhere and Huzzybuns has used up most of his vacation time. Eldest and his wife and child are bound by their odd work schedules, as is Kiddo, who has just gotten a new job and will only be home for a couple of days. But, I still plan to take a little time off. Till then, I'm going to ditch the usual posts and play catch-up, again. I'm still pondering my goals for 2016.

Zack Delacruz: Me and My Big Mouth by Jeff Anderson is a middle reader about a bullied boy who has only one close friend. He goes to an assembly on bullying and later stands up for someone else being bullied without thinking it through. This calls the teacher's attention to Zack and she puts him in charge of chocolate sales to pay for a dance. Then, a classmate who checked out a large amount of chocolate admits she doesn't have the money because she "had an accident" with the chocolate and didn't sell it.
Zack doesn't want to ask his father for money because his father is proud of him, for once, for being in a position of responsibility. When Zack realizes what really happened to the chocolate (highlight to see spoiler: she ate it all), he decides he needs to intervene. But, what can be done to earn the last of the money in time to save the dance?
When I began reading Zack Delacruz, I was overwhelmed by the sheer quantity of puns and didn't have high hopes for the book. However, the story won out in the end. I liked Zack's creativity and found that his voice sounded authentic to me. The author appears to have a pulse on the middle school vibe. It's also worth mentioning that I enjoyed puns at that age; it's only as I've gotten older that they've begun to annoy me, so it seems likely that Zack Delacruz will be a bigger hit with its intended audience than a jaded old thing like myself and I'm giving it a thumbs up.
Three Days in the Country by Patrick Marber (after Turgenev) is a play based loosely upon Ivan Turgenev's A Month in the Country (which I have not yet read - Turgenev is now on the wish list). We saw Three Days in the Country at the National Theatre in London during our vacation. Click the title to see a YouTube video entitled "Three Days in the Country: Turgenev, unrequited love and comedy" that shows the actors talking about the play. It was brilliantly acted and there were some very funny lines that we wanted to remember (Mark Gatiss mentions our favorite in the video) so we went back to the theatre bookstore to buy a copy of the play, a couple days later.
I read plays and screenplays, on occasion. Sometimes they are every bit as interesting to read as they are to see but there was something absolutely unique and magical about Three Days in the Country on stage that simply couldn't be gleaned from the reading, so I felt myself longing to see it acted out, again, while I was reading the book. The truth of the matter is that the acing was so brilliant that nothing could hold a candle to seeing it. And, yet, there's no doubt there are some wonderful lines:
Natalya: What do you think of Bolshintsov?
Rakitin: (thinks a moment) He's a dullard. Meeting him is the same as not meeting him.
~ from p. 29 of Three Days in the Country
The verdict: I wish this play were available on DVD. But, the written play is definitely entertaining.
The Fortnight in September by R. C. Sherriff is a Persephone book I bought from the store (again, on vacation) and started reading on the flight home. The story of a family's annual trip to the seaside, The Fortnight in September was originally published in 1931 and inspired by the author's observations while he stayed at Bognor Regis, where the book is set.
The Fortnight in September is understated, charming, and intimate. The first 100 pages describe the family's preparation for and journey to the shore, the rest the vacation itself. Nothing major happens, and yet I found the book was very difficult to put down. I was both enthralled by the nuanced dialogue, the tiny tensions between members of the family and their own internal struggles, and amazed that something so entirely restrained could be, at the same time, oddly mesmerizing.
As startling as it is for the fact that one can find a character driven book in which so little of consequence occurs gripping, The Fortnight in September is also impressive for its descriptive passages and definitely is one of my favorite Persephone titles (so far).
Bottom line: Zack Delacruz starts out badly but becomes more interesting as the plot unfolds and its protagonist comes up with clever solutions to his problems. While not laugh-out-loud funny to this reader, I have a feeling it resonates with its target middle-school audience. Three Days in the Country is witty and entertaining but better seen than read. It was a short-run play with stellar actors (including Mark Gatiss, who plays Mycroft on Sherlock and John Simm, who played The Master in Dr. Who -- actually, there were 4 actors who had Dr. Who in their credits); unfortunately, it's also over. I believe we saw one of the final performances. The Fortnight in September is amazing for the fact that it is both understated and compelling at the same time. I may be more startled than some because I tend to prefer plot-driven books over those that are about characterization, but the bottom line is that I loved it.
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Zack Delacruz: Me and My Big Mouth by Jeff Anderson is a middle reader about a bullied boy who has only one close friend. He goes to an assembly on bullying and later stands up for someone else being bullied without thinking it through. This calls the teacher's attention to Zack and she puts him in charge of chocolate sales to pay for a dance. Then, a classmate who checked out a large amount of chocolate admits she doesn't have the money because she "had an accident" with the chocolate and didn't sell it.
Zack doesn't want to ask his father for money because his father is proud of him, for once, for being in a position of responsibility. When Zack realizes what really happened to the chocolate (highlight to see spoiler: she ate it all), he decides he needs to intervene. But, what can be done to earn the last of the money in time to save the dance?
When I began reading Zack Delacruz, I was overwhelmed by the sheer quantity of puns and didn't have high hopes for the book. However, the story won out in the end. I liked Zack's creativity and found that his voice sounded authentic to me. The author appears to have a pulse on the middle school vibe. It's also worth mentioning that I enjoyed puns at that age; it's only as I've gotten older that they've begun to annoy me, so it seems likely that Zack Delacruz will be a bigger hit with its intended audience than a jaded old thing like myself and I'm giving it a thumbs up.
Three Days in the Country by Patrick Marber (after Turgenev) is a play based loosely upon Ivan Turgenev's A Month in the Country (which I have not yet read - Turgenev is now on the wish list). We saw Three Days in the Country at the National Theatre in London during our vacation. Click the title to see a YouTube video entitled "Three Days in the Country: Turgenev, unrequited love and comedy" that shows the actors talking about the play. It was brilliantly acted and there were some very funny lines that we wanted to remember (Mark Gatiss mentions our favorite in the video) so we went back to the theatre bookstore to buy a copy of the play, a couple days later.
I read plays and screenplays, on occasion. Sometimes they are every bit as interesting to read as they are to see but there was something absolutely unique and magical about Three Days in the Country on stage that simply couldn't be gleaned from the reading, so I felt myself longing to see it acted out, again, while I was reading the book. The truth of the matter is that the acing was so brilliant that nothing could hold a candle to seeing it. And, yet, there's no doubt there are some wonderful lines:
Natalya: What do you think of Bolshintsov?
Rakitin: (thinks a moment) He's a dullard. Meeting him is the same as not meeting him.
~ from p. 29 of Three Days in the Country
The verdict: I wish this play were available on DVD. But, the written play is definitely entertaining.
The Fortnight in September by R. C. Sherriff is a Persephone book I bought from the store (again, on vacation) and started reading on the flight home. The story of a family's annual trip to the seaside, The Fortnight in September was originally published in 1931 and inspired by the author's observations while he stayed at Bognor Regis, where the book is set.
The Fortnight in September is understated, charming, and intimate. The first 100 pages describe the family's preparation for and journey to the shore, the rest the vacation itself. Nothing major happens, and yet I found the book was very difficult to put down. I was both enthralled by the nuanced dialogue, the tiny tensions between members of the family and their own internal struggles, and amazed that something so entirely restrained could be, at the same time, oddly mesmerizing.
As startling as it is for the fact that one can find a character driven book in which so little of consequence occurs gripping, The Fortnight in September is also impressive for its descriptive passages and definitely is one of my favorite Persephone titles (so far).
Bottom line: Zack Delacruz starts out badly but becomes more interesting as the plot unfolds and its protagonist comes up with clever solutions to his problems. While not laugh-out-loud funny to this reader, I have a feeling it resonates with its target middle-school audience. Three Days in the Country is witty and entertaining but better seen than read. It was a short-run play with stellar actors (including Mark Gatiss, who plays Mycroft on Sherlock and John Simm, who played The Master in Dr. Who -- actually, there were 4 actors who had Dr. Who in their credits); unfortunately, it's also over. I believe we saw one of the final performances. The Fortnight in September is amazing for the fact that it is both understated and compelling at the same time. I may be more startled than some because I tend to prefer plot-driven books over those that are about characterization, but the bottom line is that I loved it.
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Friday, December 11, 2015
Fiona Friday - Kitty loves Johnny and Roy
In case you didn't get the reference in the subject line, Isabel was watching my all-time favorite 70s program: Emergency!
Cropped a little closer, you can see the blue TV screen reflected in her eyeballs:
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Cropped a little closer, you can see the blue TV screen reflected in her eyeballs:
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Thursday, December 10, 2015
Frozen Wild by Jim Arnosky
Frozen Wild: How Animals Survive in the Coldest Places on Earth
by Jim Arnosky
Copyright 2015
Sterling Children's Books - Picture book
40 pp.
I love all of Jim Arnosky's books because of the sheer beauty of his artwork but Frozen Wild is my new favorite by the artist, author, and naturalist. Subtitled "How Animals Survive in the Coldest Places on Earth," Frozen Wild describes a number of animals in different regions from pole to pole.
Arnosky begins the book by talking about how he started to paint the animals around his home during a snowy winter. He describes what animals eat and how they find food in the winter, whether on land or water, how they adapt to winter with coats or feathers that change in color and thickness and how birds can puff up to hold in warmth. He speaks of the challenges of walking through snow, why it's easier for some animals than others. He also talks about the warm homes some of them build and how smaller animals create tunnels rather than walking on top of the snow.
Although technically a "picture book" because there are large, beautiful paintings, there is some interesting information that could be used as a starting point for older children looking to learn about animals and the author advises readers to do their own observation of animals in a final note. Arnosky has been studying animals for decades; I always learn something from his books.
Highly recommended - Frozen Wild is a gift-worthy book, both informative and beautiful. There are several large fold-out spreads, so I would not give it to a youngster who has the tendency to tear pages unless there's an adult willing to watch over them. Otherwise, it's great for any animal lover and definitely would make an excellent Christmas gift.
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Tuesday, December 08, 2015
Tuesday Twaddle - Mostly in photographs
I'm fighting a pretty intense migraine, this week, so I'm going to keep this week's update short.
Currently reading:
I started reading Blue Christmas by Mary Kay Andrews (which I purchased at a dollar store) because it's a quick, easy read and I was having trouble focusing. Hopefully, I'll be able to get back to some meatier reading, later this week.
Just finished:
I Love It When You Talk Retro by Ralph Keyes is the only book I finished, last week. While we were waiting to be served at a local restaurant, I read some bits and pieces to Huzzybuns and he found them every bit as fascinating as I did.
New arrival:
Love Letters from Mount Rushmore by Richard Cerasani is about a series of letters found in a trunk (nonfiction). I read a little bit and enjoyed it very much.
Cute as ever:
The cats were lying next to each other and I was snapping photos when Isabel stretched out, as you see above. That started up a grooming session by Fiona that was frankly adorable.
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Currently reading:
I started reading Blue Christmas by Mary Kay Andrews (which I purchased at a dollar store) because it's a quick, easy read and I was having trouble focusing. Hopefully, I'll be able to get back to some meatier reading, later this week.
Just finished:
I Love It When You Talk Retro by Ralph Keyes is the only book I finished, last week. While we were waiting to be served at a local restaurant, I read some bits and pieces to Huzzybuns and he found them every bit as fascinating as I did.
New arrival:
Love Letters from Mount Rushmore by Richard Cerasani is about a series of letters found in a trunk (nonfiction). I read a little bit and enjoyed it very much.
Cute as ever:
The cats were lying next to each other and I was snapping photos when Isabel stretched out, as you see above. That started up a grooming session by Fiona that was frankly adorable.
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Friday, December 04, 2015
Fiona Friday - Ouch
I get this look more frequently than I'd like.
Tuesday, December 01, 2015
Notorious RBG: The Life and Times of Ruth Bader Ginsburg by Irin Carmon and Shana Knizhnik
Notorious RBG: The Life and Times of Ruth Bader Ginsburg
by Irin Carmon and Shana Knizhnik
Copyright 2015
Dey Street - Biography
227 pp., incl. Notes, Index, and Image Credits
I have long admired Ruth Bader Ginsburg without actually knowing all that much about her, beyond the fact that she's a Supreme Court justice who champions women's rights. In fact, she has worked for rights of both men and women, arguing (with her husband, as described on p. 52) that "the government couldn't discriminate between men and women 'when biological differences are not related to the activities in question.' " When reading about the slow progress that has been made against discrimination on both sides (and how it has been handled in other countries), it's all the more surprising that pay discrimination still exists.
But, let's back up a bit. Notorious RBG begins by describing Ruth Bader (then known as "Kiki") as a brilliant but quiet high school girl and goes on to follow her through her school years, marriage, motherhood, law school, various court jobs and cases, all the way through to the present. As you read about RBG, you get to know how and why she became the person she is today, how she was discriminated against by some and championed by others. Most importantly, you find out what a striking difference a flexible, supportive spouse can make to the career trajectory of an intelligent and driven woman.
A fabulous book for feminists, those interested in the law, or anyone who is simply curious about Ruth Bader Ginsburg, the book describes her victories and losses, joys and challenges. But, of greatest interest should be the way certain rights have been chipped away, in recent years, thanks to an ultra-conservative Supreme Court majority. There is some important information that everyone should be aware of in Notorious RBG. I learned, for example, that the legalization of abortion was an issue of privacy as dictated by the Constitution -- that nobody has a right to interfere with a woman's private medical choices -- and that discrimination against pregnant women is still allowed because the majority of justices (in the most recent ruling) think of pregnancy as a choice. This, in spite of the fact that one can't discriminate against someone who plays for a company baseball team and breaks an arm, although playing on the team is clearly a "choice" but pregnancy is not always deliberate. Fascinating. There is still clearly much work to be done.
Highly recommended - I was fascinated with Ruth Bader Ginsburg and admired her, before. Notorious RBG made me love her even more and hope that she stays in the Supreme Court for as long as humanly possible. I also am now a huge admirer of her husband, Marty, who spent every bit as much time building up his wife and her career as he did his own, often letting her career take priority. When you read about Marty, you understand just how far a woman can go if she has a partner who believes in her.
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Monday, November 30, 2015
Monday Malarkey
Happy Monday! I hope those of you who celebrated America's Thanksgiving last week are well rested and had a great time. We had fun visiting my in-laws in Oklahoma. The weather was dreary but we didn't encounter any of the icy mess that a lot of the state experienced. I came home to these three arrivals, all from HarperCollins:
Top to bottom:
And, I bought a few books at our favorite bookstore stop on the drive home (but clearly forgot to place them at a poetic angle):
Top to bottom:
Last week's reading:
Feel free to caption this photo. The Romance of Tristan and Iseult, retold by Joseph Bèdier is the only book I finished, last week, and that gets me to a grand total of 5 books read in November. Eeks. What a terrible month. But, again, I loved what I read and I'd rather read and love 5 books than finish a dozen bad ones, so I'll try not to focus on the number.
Other books I'm reading (Blogger is being a pain and won't let me center this photo, pffft!):
And, I want to start about 5,000 other books. I'm strongly considering a private day or two of reading till my head explodes. Seems reasonable, right?
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Top to bottom:
- The Mystics of Mile End by Sigal Samuel
- The Past by Tessa Hadley
- Midnight in Broad Daylight by Pamela Rotner Sakamoto
And, I bought a few books at our favorite bookstore stop on the drive home (but clearly forgot to place them at a poetic angle):
Top to bottom:
- Frederica in Fashion by M. C. Beaton (have not read this author but the description sounded very Georgette Heyer-ish and I do love Heyer)
- William Shakespeare's The Empire Striketh Back by Ian Doescher (a Quirk title I've wanted to read for ages)
- Cress by Marissa Meyer (also has been on my wish list for quite a while)
Last week's reading:
Feel free to caption this photo. The Romance of Tristan and Iseult, retold by Joseph Bèdier is the only book I finished, last week, and that gets me to a grand total of 5 books read in November. Eeks. What a terrible month. But, again, I loved what I read and I'd rather read and love 5 books than finish a dozen bad ones, so I'll try not to focus on the number.
Other books I'm reading (Blogger is being a pain and won't let me center this photo, pffft!):
- I Love It When You Talk Retro by Ralph Keyes (this is the book husband tried to murder with a spilled coffee -- you can see the coffee stain on the spine)
- My Brilliant Friend by Elena Ferrante
- Sherlock Chronicles by Steve Tribe . . . of course. . . still
And, I want to start about 5,000 other books. I'm strongly considering a private day or two of reading till my head explodes. Seems reasonable, right?
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Monday, November 23, 2015
Monday Malarkey
This will be a quick-dash malarkey using the old format. Busy day!
This week's arrivals (top to bottom):
- Climate Change: What Everyone Needs to Know by Joseph Romm, PhD (purchased)
- Lone Star by Paullina Simons and
- What She Knew by Gilly Macmillan, both from William Morrow for review
- The Butterfly Mosque by G. Willow Wilson (recommended by Andi) and
- Riding the Rails by Errol Lincoln Uys, both purchased secondhand
Posts since last week's malarkey:
- Humans of New York: Stories by Brandon Stanton (review)
- Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman (review)
- Fiona Friday on the Wrong Day - Naughty Kitty (cat photo)
Books finished:
- Orphan Train by Christina Baker Kline (a reread for F2F discussion) - Not sure if I'll write about this, since I read the book as an ARC and reviewed it then, but I will say everyone in the group enjoyed it and the discussion was much more interesting than I'd anticipated. We were also very, very happy to finally discuss a book that ended on a happy note after several months of downers.
- A Boy Called Christmas by Matt Haig - I wanted to buy a copy of Matt Haig's latest as soon as I heard about it, but it was not available for pre-order in the U.S. So, I pre-ordered a copy from Book Depository. The Guardian's reviewer called it an instant Christmas classic. I liked the balance of dark and light, the way this book explains certain things about Santa or Father Christmas that others have not, and a few very quotable passages, in particular. I think I might have to reread it before Christmas. It's a quick, fun read.
Currently reading:
- Sherlock Chronicles by Steve Tribe - Just finished reading about the third episode from the first season, so I'll be watching that episode, tonight.
- I Love it When You Talk Retro by Ralph Keyes - I had this book set aside to read and my husband tried to murder it with a cup of coffee (spilled - it's a mostly brown book, now, with very wavy pages). The pages aren't stuck together, though, so I figured I should go ahead and read it then probably recycle. I suspect people would be wary of that brown all over the pages and avoid it if I donated it.
- The Sparrow Sisters by Ellen Herrick - Not very far into this and at this point it's not grabbing me, so I've got my fingers crossed that I'll fall in love, soon.
NaNo update:
I have a mere 3,508 words to go but Kiddo just got a job offer about an hour ago and he's so wired that I had to stop typing to let him chatter at me. My goal is to finish tonight so that I can move on to working on another story after Thanksgiving. Fingers crossed.
In other news:
I'll be taking off a few days for Thanksgiving, as I usually do. Not sure when. If I can squeeze a couple of reviews in first, I will. It mostly depends upon whether or not I finish my NaNo book, today. If I don't manage to finish before I take time off, Happy Thanksgiving to my American friends!
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Saturday, November 21, 2015
Fiona Friday on the Wrong Day - Naughty Kitty
First, she removed Escape from Sobibor from the shelf. Then, after I put it back, she played with the ribbon on a bookmark in The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society. After that, she pushed back some books, tried to remove Escape from Sobibor, again, and stuck her face between the books to peer into the space behind. Sometimes Isabel can be a little bit naughty but even when she's being a pain, she's such fun.
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Friday, November 20, 2015
Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman (review)
Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman
Copyright 1996/1997
Harper Torch - Fantasy
386 pp.
You'd think I would have written about Neverwhere, by now, wouldn't you? It's been a month since I finished the book. The Read-along turned out to be more of a buddy read with just 3 or 4 of us reading and only two of us chatting about it, but that was fine. I really enjoyed discussing Neverwhere with Florinda (link leads to Florinda's review of the audio).
Richard Mayhew is an "every man" type character who ignores his girlfriend's insistence to ignore a tattered, bleeding girl they discover lying in the street. Instead, he takes her home and opens up a path to London's dark, magical and mysterious underground world known as London Below. The girl Richard has rescued is named Door and her name is apt; she has a special ability to open doors. Door is on a mission to find out who killed her family and Richard is swept along into the dark world that lies within London's Underground and its sewers. Once you enter London Below, you become invisible in the world above. Richard can't go home.
Door begins her search with the Marquis de Carabas and then another character with an obvious name, Hunter. The Marquis owes her a favor and the Hunter will serve as her protection as she attempts to solve the mystery. But, Neil Gaiman likes strong heroines and Door is pretty tough on her own. Richard initially tags along because he has no choice in the matter but eventually he finds his own strength. There are two extraordinarily creepy characters known as Mr. Vandemar and Mr. Croup who will turn your stomach, an angel in the British Museum, and all sorts of wonderful London references.
I began reading Neverwhere on the plane to London and decided to stretch out the reading for a while after we returned. It was particularly fun to open the book at night and see a reference to some place I'd just been and, of course, I would have loved the book for its London references even if I hadn't been there at the time. Neverwhere is a unique, intriguing, bizarre, sometimes humorous adventure. I was riveted.
Highly recommended - An immensely entertaining adventure in which the darkness and mystery of an underground fantasy world and the characters inhabiting it intersect with the sometimes-frustrating and often goofy, slapstick world of the human cast into its depths. Neverwhere is now up there with my other favorite by Gaiman, Stardust.
I've mentioned that I purchased the radio performance so an update on that . . . nope, I haven't listened. I began to listen to it but I have no commute and sitting still to listen on the computer would just be crazy. So, I'm going to either try to load it to my iPad for the next time I travel or pop the CDs into the CD player (yep, I still have one of those in my vehicle) the next time I take a road trip of any kind. Till then . . . I did listen to a tiny bit and I agree with Florinda that it's best if you read the book or listen to the full audiobook, first.
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Tuesday, November 17, 2015
Humans of New York: Stories by Brandon Stanton
Humans of New York: Stories by Brandon Stanton
Copyright 2015
St. Martin's Press - Photography/Brief bios
432 pp.
Humans of New York: Stories is a collection of photos and quotes or stories (some a single line, some a series of several photos and paragraphs) that are posted daily on the Humans of New York Facebook page. Some I recognized from that page but I've only recently begun following so most of the photos and their associated stories were new to me. The wonder of the project and the Humans of New York: Stories book is that it offers such a unique peek into everyday lives, for better or worse, a glimpse of what single event impacted someone or what was dominating their thoughts at that moment in time. And, sometimes they're just cute, whether quotes for kids or pictures of them with little or no commentary.
I asked my youngest son if he's familiar with Humans of New York, as I was reading, and he said yes, that he enjoyed it but he liked some of the stories better than others. He referred to a series of 4 photos that had just been posted, about a man whose wife was manipulative enough to fake abuse so that she could get access to free legal counseling and custody of the children when they divorced. The story ended happily; the truth eventually came out and he's now traveling the world when he has time off. But, there's no doubt that some of those stories are deeply unsettling, whether as examples of how people fall through the cracks or of how mental illness and abuse quietly destroy people.
I do love the inspiring stories the best. But, I think it's the stories of people who have challenges that break them which make the Humans of New York project so special. Everyone knows how easy it is to justify not giving a homeless person money or food, how simple it is to avert your gaze and pretend they don't exist. Reading their stories reminds you that they're human, too. They're not necessarily even uneducated or drug addicts, as most of us presume. Some have ended up on the street because some random domino effect caused their economic lives to come crashing down around them and there was nowhere to turn. Those are the stories we need to talk about, to ask ourselves what we can and must do to make changes to keep people from ending up alone and without a place to sleep.
Highly recommended - Great photos, fascinating stories. As a side note, since it just happens to be November and National Novel Writing Month is in progress, it occurred to me that Humans of New York: Stories might be an excellent story starters for writers. The stories are brief enough that it's easy to read a story and think, "I could expand on this, fictionalize it, make a novel or short story out of it."
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Monday, November 16, 2015
Monday Malarkey
All of this week's arrivals were purchased by moi. I definitely need to read faster.
This week's arrivals:
- The Chimes by Anna Small
- Don't Even Think About It: Why Our Brains Are Wired to Ignore Climate Change by George Marshall (recommended by eldest son, who has heard the author speak)
- Tales of Accidental Genius: Stories by Simon Van Booy (purchased 'cause I buy everything Simon writes, of course!)
Posts since last week's malarkey:
- Sloth Slept On by Frann Preston-Gannon (book review)
- Illuminae by Kaufman and Kristoff (book review)
- Fiona Friday - Not quite the doppelganger (cat photo)
Books finished since last week:
- The Dust that Falls from Dreams by Louis de Bernières - Totally fell in love with this book, a story of love, war, and friendship.
Currently reading:
- Orphan Train by Christina Baker Kline (rereading for F2F discussion)
- Sherlock Chronicles by Steve Tribe (will be reading this for quite some time)
NaNo update:
Yesterday was the first day I've taken off from writing since NaNoWriMo began. I'm a terrible sleeper and was feeling the effects of a rough night, so I decided to just pay bills, do a little housework, and take a nap. Fortunately, today I met my goal for the day.
In other news:
Oh, hmm, I guess that's about it. Hopefully, I'll get around to watching the second episode of Sherlock, tonight, so I can move on to reading about the third one in Sherlock Chronicles. I love that book. Seriously, if you're a Sherlock fan, you must track down a copy.
Since I'm done writing, I'm off to read a bit. Maybe hang out with my little fur sweethearts.
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Friday, November 13, 2015
Fiona Friday - Not quite the doppelganger
If you click on the photo to enlarge (or have better eyes than I do), you'll see that Izzy's almost-matchmate is the cover star of a 2012 calendar. Yes, I keep a 2012 calendar on my desk to remind me of one of the best vacations of my life. I tried to find another Japanese calendar for 2013, but never did find anything that pleased me. So, I just leave the old calendar in place.
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Thursday, November 12, 2015
Illuminae (The Illuminae Files, #1) by Amie Kaufman and Jay Kristoff
Illuminae (The Illuminae Files, #1) by Amie Kaufman and Jay Kristoff
Copyright 2015
Knopf - YA/Sci-fi
599 pp.
First things first: Illuminae is gorgeous. When the two copies I pre-ordered arrived (one for my son, one for myself -- an error, but one I opted to let stand), I was immensely impressed by the gorgeous slipcover, which is semi-transparent plastic. The hard paper cover beneath is even impressive -- black, red and yellow on a white background. A lot of money has gone into the production of this book, that much is clear.
Illuminae is a YA sci-fi that begins with the attack of an illegal mining colony by a competing corporation. It's the 26th century and there are ships that can create their own wormholes. The attack is unexpected and devastating. Of the three ships on which survivors manage to escape, only one is able to create wormholes and unfortunately that's impossible due to damage to the ship. The survivors need to get to a static wormhole to escape the pursuing ship and travel back to civilization but it will take months . . . and there are two things chasing them: a terrifying disease and an enemy ship. On top of those problems, there is a computer much like Hal of 2001. It has gone rogue and may be as deadly as the enemy.
My son and I read Illuminae together, thanks to the fact that we had two copies. He read and enjoyed Jay Kristoff's previous series and Illuminae (written with co-author Amie Kaufman) sounded like my kind of adventure, so we were both pretty excited. We have read books together -- or taken turns reading -- and then discussed, off and on, for years. I highly recommend doing so with kids, if you have them. Reading together is a great way to ramp up your child's excitement about books when they're younger and I've found one of the most enjoyable things about having older children is that now, even when we're far apart, we often end up discussing what we've read over the phone.
Back to the book . . . Illuminae is written as a dossier collecting various documents, ship-to-ship communications, diagrams, diary entries, etc., relevant to the attack and the events that followed. It has a lot of illustrated pages -- some with only a few sentences written in stylized waves, some cutaway views of ship interiors, some simply with centered text in a robotic font. So, in spite of its 599 pages, the book is a quick, light read. It's also very plot-centric and fast-paced. My son and I both loved the amount of action and the pacing.
The only thing we disliked was the romance. Kady and Ezra are the main characters, a young couple who had just broken up before the attack. They survive the attack together but are separated. Much of the communication is between the two of them when they reconnect. Both of us found the romance sappy and hard to buy into. But, we liked the story so much that we were both willing to overlook our slight discomfort with that particular aspect of the book.
Highly recommended - A wild ride, immensely entertaining, with a unique presentation. The Illuminae Group is the shadowy group that has gathered the information into dossier form and Illuminae is the first in The Illuminae Files series.
Interesting side note: The entire book is filled with blanked-out swear words, which is noted in the letter from The Illuminae Group that's "attached" to the dossier addressed to Executive Director Frobisher (in other words, the first page of the book) as follows:
Some written materials were censored by the UTA and had to be reconstructed by our commtechs, though profanity remains censored as per your instruction. Sure, the story kicks off with the deaths of thousands of people, but god forbid there be cussing in it, right?
There are, in fact, so many blanked-out words that I made a game of coming up with substitute words that fit the sentences without involving any cursing. Here's an example of one of the sentences in which profanity is eliminated:
"At a signal from his guardian angel, _____ is out the door like his ____ is on fire."
I don't recall what I thought at the time, but it was probably something on the order of, "At a signal from his guardian angel, Twinkletoes is out the door like his hair is on fire."
Trying to creatively substitute non-profane words simply added to the fun.
Important addendum: I neglected to mention that the book works as a stand-alone. This is rather crucial information. I absolutely abhor cliffhanger endings and will generally refuse to continue a series if an author doesn't wrap things up. Illuminae was nicely wrapped up, enough so that I found myself wondering what on earth the authors will come up with, next, because clearly it will not be about the same incident (although I do wonder if at least one of the characters will be involved).
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Tuesday, November 10, 2015
Sloth Slept On by Frann Preston-Gannon
Sloth Slept On by Frann Preston-Gannon
Copyright 2015
Sterling Children's Books - Picture book
32 pp.
Sloth Slept On is the story of three children who discover a sloth sleeping in a tree. They try to ask it what its name is and what it's doing in their tree but, of course, there is no reply. The children decide they must find the answers on their own and haul the sloth with them. First, they try asking their father about the sloth but he's busy, so they gather books about animals and search through them. Meanwhile, the sloth is sleeping on their floor while someone behind the children is reading a newspaper with the headline, "Zoo breakout! Zookeeper looks high and low for missing animal." Of course, there's a photo of a sloth. Nobody notices, and the adult reading the newspaper is, again, ignoring the children.
The children discuss what kind of animal the sloth is not. They wonder where he came from and dress up as astronauts, imagining that he came from space. They play at being pirates while they think about the possibility that the sloth is a pirate, tired from his adventures. They even wonder if perhaps he was a knight who wore himself out fighting dragons.
Then, one of the children finds a sloth in a book about the rainforest. A two-page spread of factoids about sloths follows. Now that they know sloths live in the rainforest, the children decide they must send him back. They prepare a box with leaves to eat and toys to play with, pack him in the box, and mail him, totally overlooking the signs around town asking people to return the sloth to the zoo if they find him. The sloth awakens to find himself in the rainforest, a postal truck driving away, and he asks, "Which way to the zoo?"
My thoughts:
I absolutely love Frann Preston-Gannon's illustrations and adored the other two books I've read by her but Sloth Slept On was a little discomfiting. First, the children are ignored by both adults present. They can read but they miss clues about the sloth that are in plain view. And, then they send the poor guy to a place far from where he belongs. I love the creativity of the children as they imagine the possibilities about what wore out this strange creature. But the idea of that poor sloth getting mailed far away where nobody will find him . . . well, maybe it's an adult problem. As adults, we know that a zoo animal that has been fed and cared for would probably not survive in the wild, so it just made me squirm. I do love the illustrations, though, and I don't dislike Sloth Slept On. It's just not a particular favorite.
Other books by Frann Preston-Gannon I've reviewed (links to reviews):
Dinosaur Farm
How to Lose a Lemur
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Monday, November 09, 2015
Monday Malarkey
NaNo update:
Just over 20,000 words! I'm kind of surprised that I'm still technically ahead. Although I deliberately went with a story that doesn't require a lot of research, it's not an easy story to tell because it's a genre that I kind of pick at around the edges: fantasy. I only like very light fantasy, e.g. Franny Billingsley or Gail Carson Levine (as opposed to the 800-page whoppers my son reads) so I'm attempting to write in a similar style. As in all National Novel Writing Month experiences I've had, there have been good days and bad. Since my attempt to write every day in 2015 came to an abrupt halt pretty early in the year, part of my goal in joining NaNo is to ramp the motivation back up. It's working; I'm enjoying myself and reconsidering how to structure my days so that writing time continues to be naturally built in when NaNo is over.
Reading update:
I haven't finished anything since Well Wished by Franny Billingsley, early last week. That's okay. Last month started out equally slowly and ended up with a bang. I'm enjoying my reading. I've returned to The Dust that Falls from Dreams by Louis de Bernières, the chunkster I opted not to take with me on vacation. I had to restart it because I took too long getting back to it but I've been every bit as immersed as I was when I mournfully left it behind, over a month ago.
The other book I'm reading is Sherlock Chronicles by Steve Tribe, one of my most exciting recent arrivals because I adore Sherlock. It is even better than I hoped it would be. After reading the introductory information and the chapter about the first episode, "A Study in Pink," we watched the episode. I have to tell you right now that if you're a Sherlock fan, Sherlock Chronicles is a must-read. I was stunned at how much perspective the background information added to the viewing of an episode of Sherlock I'd already seen several times.
Cat update: Wherever I go, there they are.
And, let me tell you, cats love it when you sit around typing for hours at a time -- at least, until they start craving a good laser chase or want Mom to roll a jingle ball. Fortunately, I need exercise just as much as they do, so we occasionally take breaks together.
What's up, my lovelies?
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Friday, November 06, 2015
Fiona Friday and brief updates on Nano and reading
This photo totally cracks me up. Isabel was comfortably resting on the back of a sofa cushion, all droopy and relaxed until the nitwit with the camera came along and disturbed her. But, she was too tired to do anything beyond opening her eyes and rolling her ears back.
My second favorite photo makesa it look like she's sinking into some sort of home furnishing quicksand. Can't you just picture a little thought bubble with the word "HELP" over her head?
In other news:
Oh, dear, someone has been a bad blogger. No Monday Malarkey, no Tuesday Twaddle. Not blogging this week wasn't deliberate. I usually feel like chattering at the end of a day of writing, whether we're talking National Novel Writing Month or any regular day that involves the writing of fiction. But, this week . . . nope, just didn't happen. That was partly due to the shift from sunny and dry to stormy (migraine weather) but I also just happen to have felt like I'd done all the writing I could stand by the end of the day. Some days, I have continued to write till as late as 9:00 PM -- which makes me sound more productive than I have been. It's been slow going. I'm at just over 13,000 words, technically ahead of the curve but the writing has occasionally felt like pulling teeth. Some years are like that.
Reading update:
I've read quite a few books since I became a blogging slacker.
I could have sworn I'd written about some of these at the blog, but I just flipped back to the main page and, nope, I must be thinking of the reviews I whipped out at Goodreads. In brief: I loved them all. More to come.
Read anything brilliant, lately?
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My second favorite photo makesa it look like she's sinking into some sort of home furnishing quicksand. Can't you just picture a little thought bubble with the word "HELP" over her head?
In other news:
Oh, dear, someone has been a bad blogger. No Monday Malarkey, no Tuesday Twaddle. Not blogging this week wasn't deliberate. I usually feel like chattering at the end of a day of writing, whether we're talking National Novel Writing Month or any regular day that involves the writing of fiction. But, this week . . . nope, just didn't happen. That was partly due to the shift from sunny and dry to stormy (migraine weather) but I also just happen to have felt like I'd done all the writing I could stand by the end of the day. Some days, I have continued to write till as late as 9:00 PM -- which makes me sound more productive than I have been. It's been slow going. I'm at just over 13,000 words, technically ahead of the curve but the writing has occasionally felt like pulling teeth. Some years are like that.
Reading update:
I've read quite a few books since I became a blogging slacker.
- Five Children on the Western Front by Kate Saunders
- Humans of New York: Stories by Brandon Stanton
- The Tree by John Fowles
- Sweet November by Aiken Morewood
- Notorious RBG by Irin Carmon and Shana Knizhnick
- Well Wished by Franny Billingsley (a reread for writing inspiration, since I'm writing fantasy)
I could have sworn I'd written about some of these at the blog, but I just flipped back to the main page and, nope, I must be thinking of the reviews I whipped out at Goodreads. In brief: I loved them all. More to come.
Read anything brilliant, lately?
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