Monday, November 11, 2013

Death Wish by Lindsey Menges


No Monday Malarkey, this week, but I'll try to throw some Tuesday Twaddle at you, tomorrow or maybe I'll just try to post another review.  I still have about a squillion reviews to catch up on although, honestly, I don't mind if NaNoWriMo gets in my way.  I'm having a great time.

Death Wish by Lindsey Menges is my niece's self-published first novel.  I didn't know what to expect (except that it was dystopian) because I like to skip reading the cover blurb so I'll be surprised, but naturally I was eager to read it and ordered a copy as soon as Lindsey announced that it was available via Amazon.

I was immediately swept into the story. Death Wish is the futuristic tale of a 24-year-old woman working as a "Fairy Godmother" fulfilling individual wishes for death in a world where imbedded chips have made humans immortal unless an individual's Life Chip is removed. When Eliza is told she must train new recruit Robin, she's disappointed that she must be separated from her partner in work and love, Harrison. Eliza is dedicated to the job, though, and does as she is told without question, feeling that it's a kindness to fulfill the last wishes of her clients.

****WARNING!  This paragraph may contain a spoilers (but doesn't give away everything - I'd never do that)! Skip to the final paragraph if you want the entire story to be a surprise!!!!*****

But, Robin is no ordinary recruit.  Because fulfilling death wishes is a permanent job, Robin knows she must do her job or face being forced to file her own death wish.  But, she's not handling the job as well as you'd expect of a person who has committed herself for life.  When Eliza finds out Robin has been planted in the organization to find out how the Life Chips work, she must decide whether to join the Revolutionaries who want to return citizens to living lives with natural death or turn Robin over to Security, sealing her fate.

*****END WARNING!!!******

I had a terrible time putting this book down.  On Friday night, when my eyes grew heavy I put the book aside with regret; and, after I finished my own writing for the day on Saturday, I was excited to pick it back up to finish.  It's the first in a series.  Argh!  I want the second book now!

Highly recommended - Wonderful, action-packed storytelling with a nice blend of characters, excellent pacing and a killer ending. I took off half a point due to the need for a bit of work on the editing but there was nothing that made the read uncomfortable enough to irritate me.

You can buy a paperback copy of Death Wish, here (where you can read the full cover blurb).  Or, it's also available for Kindle (link on the same page) or Nook.

In other news:

I'm still enjoying If On a Winter's Night a Traveler by Italo Calvino.  That Calvino dude had a sly sense of humor. IOaWNaT is a fascinating book and, oh, his writing.  It's just stunning.  I've got at least two other Calvino titles I haven't read (probably bought at during some massively cheap book sale).  I knew of Calvino because the e-zine I used to write for was named after one of his books, t zero.

We went to the zoo, today!  This would have worked better if I knew how to adjust the aperture on my little point-and-shoot, but the idea was good, I think . . . a giraffe trying to tell you to stop and smell the roses, haha:


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Saturday, November 09, 2013

The Prodigal: A Ragamuffin Story by Brennan Manning and Greg Garrett


I couldn't find an image that really showed the beautiful cover of The Prodigal: A Ragamuffin Story, so I snapped my own.  Isn't the cover pretty?  

The Prodigal is a modern retelling of the Biblical story "The Prodigal Son".  Jack Chisolm is a television evangelist based in Seattle.  Known as "the people's preacher," Jack has grown a following based on the theme "We have got to do better." 

When Jack makes a very public mistake and his fall from grace is publicized nationally, the church asks him to apologize.  Instead, Jack refuses to say he's sorry or even acknowledge that he has done wrong. In response, Jack is sent packing.  His wife is paid a large sum to keep quiet and disappears with their only child while Jack returns to Mexico, where his error in judgment occurred, to drink himself into oblivion, locking himself into his hotel room. Jack has hit bottom and doesn't know where to turn when his father arrives to take him home to Texas.

Jack has not been home in ten years and has refused to take his father or sister's calls after a public embarrassment, so he's surprised to find his father willing to take him back in, scandal and all.  As Jack begins to recover from his darkest hour and ponders where he's gone wrong, he works in his father's hardware store and tries to quietly help out local people in need.  But, his notoriety follows him and there are many hurts that need to be addressed before he can move on with his life.

The central issue in The Prodigal is the same as that of the parable, a lesson that God's grace is there for us, no matter how badly we've failed, something that applies to anyone and everyone and which was apparently the common denominator in Brennan Manning's books (I've read only The Ragamuffin Gospel and it's been quite a while).

Recommended, particularly to Christian readers of all stripes. The combination of solid storytelling, a great theme and Greg Garrett's breezy writing style make The Prodigal a nice, light read with a purpose.  Jack's stubborn refusal to admit he's done anything wrong is patterned after that of Lance Armstrong but Jack is quite different.  The fictional Jack Chisolm is a man of faith and it doesn't take him a long time to realize he's made mistakes that have hurt a lot of people.  The big struggle for Jack is in accepting that he can still be forgiven and turn a hard lesson into something meaningful. He's helped along by Father Frank, a man who has himself lived through a dark time and learned from his mistakes.  I loved the fact that Jack doesn't get off the hook completely. Not everyone is willing to forgive and forget.  But, like the Biblical lesson, his father is willing to let go of past hurts and accept him as he is.  Lovely.

You can read all about the collaboration between the two authors in the interview, here:

"The Prodigal" and Brennan Manning: An Interview with Greg Garrett

Other books I've reviewed:

Crossing Myself by Greg Garrett
No Idea by Greg Garrett


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Friday, November 08, 2013

Fiona Friday - Kitty snuggles and a bit of chatter


This is what happens when you fold all the clean quilts and blankets you've washed but don't bother putting them in the linen closet.  So ridiculously cute.

I've been hammering away at my NaNoWriMo book (still ahead on word count, but not by much) and running errands.  I was working on two reviews at once, a few days back, and just happened to finish my review of The Radleys before my review of The Prodigal.  Well, I've been so completely focused on tasks and writing that when I took a break a little bit ago, I got onto Twitter and realized . . . oh, yeah, I have a blog.  Seriously, the idea that I needed to do some writing elsewhere had completely exited my brain. So, here I am.  I'll finish up my review of The Prodigal, tonight, so it should show up in the morning.  

I also managed to switch tenses in the middle of today's NaNo writing but this is not the time for editing so I'm just going to carry on and worry about fixing the tense problem, later.  I actually like the new tense better.  That caught me off-guard.  It's been so long since I wrote fiction on a regular basis that I'm well aware of the flaws as I'm in the midst of writing, but that's not surprising as I'm well and truly out of practice.  I'd forgotten how much fun it is to create your own little world and escape into it. Hopefully, this NaNo experience will help me become accustomed to writing daily (fiction, that is), the way I used to.  

In other news, autumn has finally arrived!  I need to go out and take some pictures!  The trees are absolutely beautiful, right now.  I have read mostly children's books, this week, some just for the sake of finding books for a family member and some for review - not all of them will be reviewed, apart from a line or two in my monthly wrap-up . . . which reminds me that I haven't written my wrap-up for October, yet.  Le sigh. 

I'm reading slowly, apart from the children's books, because the time change seems to have completely wrecked me.  I've been waking up between 3:00 and 4:30 AM since we moved clocks backwards.  Hopefully, I'll get over that, soon.  I'm enjoying absolutely everything I'm reading and will try to update my sidebar to reflect what I've finished (at least, the newer books) soon.  

How is everyone?  

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Wednesday, November 06, 2013

The Radleys by Matt Haig


I read To Be a Cat, a children's book by Matt Haig purchased in England, earlier this year, and wanted to give one of his grown-up books a try.  So, when I was perusing the shelves of my local library, I went in search of books by Haig and found The Radleys.

The Radleys appear outwardly common.  A family of four -- two parents and two teenagers -- they live in an average house with an unnoticeable car on quiet village street.  They're a family of abstaining vampires who are boring and normal and, unfortunately for the kids, just a little bit weird. But, problems develop when the daughter of the family decides to go with her conscience and become a vegan. She becomes quite ill until she is threatened and bites someone to protect herself.  When her new-found "blood lust" gets out of hand, Mr. Radley calls his brother out of desperation. And, brother Will Radley is extremely bad news -- irresponsible, careless, driven by his own unquenchable thirst for blood.  When Will begins to influence his niece and remind Mrs. Radley of a time she'd rather forget, what will happen?

"Well, actually, before you go all Gandhi on me, I should tell you there's no such thing as a true vegan.  I mean, do you know how many living things exist on a single potato? Millions. A vegetable is like a microbe metropolis, so you're wiping a whole city out every time you boil a potato.  Think about it.  Each bowl of soup is like a man-made apocalypse."

~p. 21

As a vampire book, The Radleys is unusual, a pleasant departure from the angst-driven teen vampire novel and, in fact, not merely a vampire story but also an allegory about a family trying to conform outwardly while inwardly suppressing their unsavory urges.  The so-called "blood lust" that Will has given in to and the rest of the family tries to avoid probably serves as a parallel to alcoholism (drug addiction, any other addiction would also probably fit).  Like an alcoholic who doesn't even try to control his overwhelming urge to drink, Will is so casual about murdering innocents and so unwilling to think of killing as bad that he leaves a trail of victims, wherever he goes.  Will is staunchly opposed to self-control and bored by normality.

As he drives into the place, Will absorbs the sights the main street has to offer.  A purple-painted children's shoe shop called Tinkerbell's. A tired-looking pub and a polite little deli.  A sex shop?  No. A fancy-dress place for self-hating unbloods who think a night in an afro wig and glittered flares will alleviate the pain of their existence. And a drugstore, as a plan B. Even with a token hoodie walking his cowering psychodog, everything has a suffocating coziness about it, an air of life lived at the lowest possible volume.  

~p. 106

Matt Haig's writing is intelligent, clever, sometimes quite funny.  Toward the end of the book, I'd grown a bit weary of the story and was just ready for it to end, but I enjoyed The Radleys and still want to read everything Matt Haig has written.  That may take me a while.

Recommended - You don't have to be a fan of vampires to appreciate The Radleys.  Solid storytelling, witty writing, great characterization, believable emotion and surprisingly depth make The Radleys a very good book, overall.  It probably could have stood just a touch more editing down to size.  I did become weary of Will and just wanted the Radley family to find their new normal and get that rotten character out of their lives, toward the end, but while not a perfect book The Radleys is a very good one.

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Tuesday, November 05, 2013

Snow on the Tulips by Liz Tolsma


In the winter of 1945, 10 men are lined up and shot by Nazis for their part in the Dutch Resistance.  One of them survives and makes his way to a house nearby, where his wound is dressed and he is turned away.  Still bleeding, Gerrit stumbles to the home of widowed Cornelia and her brother, Johan.  Corrie doesn't know the first thing about how to treat a bullet wound, nor is she certain she can trust the local doctor, so she fetches her sister, Anki, a nurse (which leads to a secondary storyline I won't dive into).  

The Nazis have left their victims to die, but when they return to fetch the bodies and discover that one man is missing, Cornelia realizes she has put all of her family in danger.  And, when Gerrit asks her to send a message to his friends in the Resistance, her refusal will mean even more danger for Johan. But, Corrie can't bring herself to send Gerrit away; and, when she starts to feel attached to him, she fears the war will end up taking everyone she loves.

Snow on the Tulips is, at its heart, a Christian romance based on a true event.  There was a real-life Gerrit, a man who was lined up with other Dutch Resistance workers and shot, and a real-life Corrie who nursed him back to health.  But, the true story and WWII are backdrop.  Snow on the Tulips is a story about finding the courage to help others at risk of one's own life, a tale of romance, a story of faith.  

Snow on the Tulips was a "liked the idea more than the execution" read, particularly because I found the WWII scenes were often unconvincing.  There were some little oddities that didn't sit well with me.  For example, Johan is a 20-year-old guy who has managed to hide from the Nazis as they've slowly gathered all the men who are fit enough to put to work.  He's spent most of his adult life at war and he is often forced to hide beneath the house.  And, yet, he's silly and impulsive. He often acts more life a 5-year-old having a temper tantrum than a 20-year-old who has spent 25% of his life at war.  When Nazis are regularly raiding houses in his area, he is implausibly halfhearted about staying out of sight and sometimes even noisy and boisterous.  I had a little trouble both tolerating and believing in Johan. I also thought there were a few too many convenient escapes and near misses.

There were, however, a lot of realistically tense scenes and Snow on the Tulips is nicely paced, with clear writing and an excellent flow.  Writing-wise, it's good.  In spite of a little difficulty with suspension of disbelief, the pages flew.  As a WWII book, I  thought the story was weak but it was solid enough that I gave Snow on the Tulips a 3.5/5 rating at Goodreads. I would recommend Snow on the Tulips particularly to fans of romance.  

I got my copy of Snow on the Tulips via Litfuse Publicity and they're having a super giveaway. Click on the link in my sidebar to enter to win a copy of the book and a $50 Amazon gift card! 


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Monday, November 04, 2013

Monday Malarkey - Arrivals, reading, time change and a tree

Tree in Metuchen, New Jersey.  We have color, now, but not quite to this extreme.  

Happy Monday!

Today was the day I had to report for jury duty and it was over with quickly!  I spent an hour sitting on a courtroom bench and got in a little bit of reading, a little chatting with the woman next to me, before we were told to pass in our information cards and go home, no jury was needed, this week!  Wahoo!  That's particularly great because . . . 

I'm participating in National Novel Writing Month. I pushed myself to race ahead as far as possible (I'm not the speedy writer I used to be) so I could make up for lost days in advance.  So, I'm already 20% 25% finished with my word count at just over 10,000 12,500 words.  Hopefully, I'll keep up the momentum!  I'm having fun. 

I've gotten three books in the mail in the past two weeks:

  • The Prodigal by Brennan Manning and Greg Garrett, sent to me by Zondervan at the latter author's request.  I'm already over halfway through The Prodigal, a modern retelling of the Biblical story, "The Prodigal Son" and enjoying it very much.  
  • The Plot Whisperer by Martha Alderson (a purchase).  I haven't gotten very far into The Plot Whisperer but it has already helped me to step back a bit as I write and think about what I'm doing and what's missing from my normal thought process.  Hopefully, it will keep this particular NaNo book from being a hot mess, as my previous books have been.
  • The Surrendered by Chang Rae Lee from my friend, Paula.

I'm participating in the read-along of Italo Calvino's crazy If On a Winter's Night a Traveler (a book I already had on my shelf).  I'm not very far into it but so far, I'm fascinated and enjoying the experience.  It's definitely a book you experience.

In other news:

I personally think the time change sucks.  Yes, I enjoyed that extra hour, even though I blame it for the past two days' early awakenings --  4:30 AM and 3:00 AM.  To be honest, jury duty was probably to blame for the latter.  I don't know downtown well so I printed out maps and drew solid and dotted lines to tell me where to drive down the confusing mess of one-way streets, where to park and which direction to walk to get to the courthouse ( I still managed to get turned around when I walked back to the parking lot.  I'm not so hot with directions.) And, then I set my alarm clock early but managed to continue panicking about whether or not I'd wake in time.

That's all for now.  Am I talking to myself, here?  Not many comments are happening, lately.  

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Saturday, November 02, 2013

Fiona Friday - Snack happy


Finally back to posting Fiona Friday pics.  When we returned from New Jersey, I brought in a runner of grass for the cats to snack on.  They both loved it but Isabel was especially enthusiastic.  

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Friday, November 01, 2013

A few minis - The Compound by S.A.Bodeen, The Lowland by Jhumpa Lahiri & Woman in the Dark by Dashiell Hammett


The Compound by S. A. Bodeen is a post-apocalyptic story that was probably recommended to me by my friend Melissa.  I can't say for sure, but I got a copy from Paperback Swap, a while ago, and when I heard Bodeen has written a sequel and my friend Paula was about to read it, I told her I'd read along if I could locate my copy (mercifully, it was already shelved with the rest of my unpacked YA books).

The Compound is a post-apocalyptic story of a family living in a huge underground compound after Rich Dad rushes the family to safety when the country is about to be hit by nuclear bombs.  The protagonist has a twin who was left outside and whom he assumes dead, along with his grandmother. But, there are strange things happening in the compound. Food is going bad, animals have died and Rich Dad, who hides away in his office, seems to be slowly going off the rails. What's going on?  Was America really hit by nuclear bombs or is Rich Dad playing a dangerous game?

I liked The Compound but it didn't go quite deep enough to make the story really exceptional and there were plot points that didn't work for me.  I couldn't understand why particular family members didn't question certain things Rich Dad insisted upon, for example.  I'm not sure I'll bother with the second book.

The Lowland by Jhumpa Lahiri is a drawing win and my first Lahiri book.  I didn't plan to review it but I'd like to at least make a few comments.  I found that I was definitely impressed by Lahiri's writing style.  The Lowland was one of those rare books that are written with such flair that you find yourself reading the same sentence repeatedly, not because it doesn't make sense but because it's pure poetry. The beauty of her writing really startled me.

I did, however, feel like The Lowland was written in what I'd call the Bummery Things Happen mode of literature.  I don't recall what other book I read that gave me that sense, but I read two BTH books a bit too close together and "Bad thing, bad thing, tragedy, depressing stuff, bad thing, everything works out for those remaining," is not exactly my favorite type of book to read repeatedly so, while I liked the upbeat ending and enjoyed the book overall I can't say I totally adored it. I'm looking forward to reading more of her work, though.

I first heard about Woman in the Dark when I read Bellezza's review in 2007.  It jumped out at me (and I remembered it, some 6 years later) because I hadn't heard of the book in spite of trying my level best to read everything by Dashiell Hammett in existence.  I was very excited to find a copy of Woman in the Dark at the local book sale for $1, after it sat on my wish list for so many years.  

As it turned out, I didn't actually like the story at all.  Hammett called it a "novel of dangerous romance".  I didn't find the story romantic or even all that mysterious.  The writing is familiar Hammett minimalist style but lacking the wit of The Thin Man and the cleverness of The Maltese Falcon.  I've already mostly forgotten the story -- which is really saying something, since storylines do tend to stick with me unless they're truly forgetable. There is, however, an interesting plot twist.  It just wasn't enough to make the story a good one.  

In other news:

I decided to go ahead and give NaNoWriMo a go, this year, although I'm feeling half-hearted, at best. Today was Adventure with Mary Alice Day (pizza, window shopping in an art gallery, browsing a local antique store) so there was a big gap in my writing time but I got an early start and ended up being satisfied with the day's word count.  

I've just finished reading Snow on the Tulips by Liz Tolsma and am about to begin reading two new books.  I'll update my sidebar with the titles, as soon as I have a free moment but I'm off to bed, now.  G'night!

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Thursday, October 31, 2013

Happy Halloween!

Photo taken at The Great Jack 'O Lantern Blaze in the Hudson Valley, NY

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Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Paperboy by Tony Macaulay


Not sure where I've managed to plunk my copy of Paperboy so look here for Paperboy by Tony Macaulay details (that's a link to Amazon).

Paperboy is the memoir of a man who worked as a paperboy in Belfast during "the Troubles," a time when Catholics and Protestants were bombing each other and building up walls to divide their city.  I knew next to nothing about this particular period in Irish history, although I remember the news about bombings very well.  I recall once asking one of my parents what exactly they were fighting about in Ireland and the response was, "The Irish have pretty much been fighting for the last 500 years."  It wasn't quite the answer I'd hoped for.

What's truly wondrous about Macaulay's memoir is that he does an amazing job of keeping the story balanced and staying inside the head of a young boy.  He talks about how he felt, what was required to get the job done in a time when the buses he needed to get around town were often blown up and there was no way home but walking or taking a taxi (which he couldn't afford).  He talks about what he understood and what he did not about the violence, as a peace-loving child.  But, mostly he talks about life as a youngster in Belfast and what it was like to do his job - dealing with his boss, his determination to be the best newspaper boy on the Shankill, the challenges he faced (besides bombings, there were bullies, uptight customers and thieves to deal with) as well as his obsession with the Bay City Rollers and the concert he and the other youngsters looked forward to attending.

The year he focuses on is 1975.  And, don't make the mistake I made of looking up some of those Bay City Rollers songs he mentions, if you read the book.  I thought I'd never get them out of my head (but you should look at their outfits if you want a good laugh - just keep the volume off if you look up one of their videos, seriously).

I thought Paperboy was one of the best memoirs I've read in the last few years and now I'm seeking out more information about "the Troubles".  If you know of any good, readable titles about that time period in Irish history, please let me know!

Highly recommended, especially to those who enjoy memoirs and reading anything at all about Ireland, but honestly . . . just an excellent, well-written memoir, in general. Paperboy gave me that wonderful you were there sensation.  My only complaint would be that it could have used a brief glossary because I had difficulty, at first, in sorting out which soldiers (who were often described in slang terms) belonged to which side.  A little reading, a little googling and I had most of it figured out, though.


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Clumsy Duck by Britta Teckentrup


Clumsy Duck by Britta Teckentrup
Copyright 2013
Boxer Books - Ages 3-6
32 pp.

Clumsy Duck is the story of a duck who is awkward on land, no matter what she does.


Fortunately, Duck has a very upbeat friend called Chick.  They take a walk and Chick ignores the fact that Duck falls twice on the way up the hill, instead admiring the view.  He chuckles when Clumsy Duck falls into the mud and notices Duck's big, muddy foot prints.  No wonder Clumsy Duck trips all the time!  Her feet are huge.


Clumsy Duck wonders aloud why her feet are so big.  Chick doesn't know but suggests they try to figure it out.  This is my favorite page spread, when Duck and Chick are trying to figure out whether running might be the purpose of those big feet:


I love this author/artist's illustrations but the bold flowers in that particular illustration are especially pretty.  I'd love to have a dress with that flower print on it.  Weird tangent, I know.  

The conclusion is predictable for adults; eventually, Clumsy Duck and Chick discover that the duck's big, webbed feet are best suited for swimming.  "She moved across the water like a ballerina."  Clumsy Duck ends with the words, "And from that day on, Duck didn't mind one little bit that she was a clumsy duck on land because she was such a wonderful swimmer in the water." 

I absolutely love Clumsy Duck!  It's about friendship, thinking positive, finding what you're good at and overlooking the things you're not so hot at doing.  I love positive message in a children's book and the combination of upbeat storytelling with beautiful, bold illustrations (some of which remind me a bit of Eric Carle) make Clumsy Duck a winner.  Highly recommended.  

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Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Look where I went, this weekend!


We had a long weekend visit with Eldest Son, Daughter-in-law and Grand-dog and managed to pop into New York's wonderful Strand Bookstore.  Okay, actually, we did more than pop in.  Naturally, we bought a few books but they were all from the bargain carts outside.


Top to bottom:

The Riddle of the Sands by Erskine Childers
The 12.30 from Croydon by Freeman Wills Crofts
22 Britannia Road by Amanda Hodgkinson
The Eye in the Door by Pat Barker (2nd in the Regeneration series)
70% Acrylic 30% Wool by Viola Di Grado

22 Britannia Road and The Eye in the Door were on my wish list so I was especially excited to find both titles for $1 each.  Open slots at Paperback Swap!  Wahoo!

What I read, during my mini-vacation:



The Tilted World by Tom Franklin & Beth Ann Fennelly - I absolutely loved The Tilted World.  It has great characters, a terrific storyline and an excellent plot, all set during the Great Flood of 1927, which we hear a lot about, down here.  It's thanks to the levee system that was built after the 1927 flood that we haven't had an equally deadly recurrence during recent flood years.  

Blaming by Elizabeth Taylor was my first Taylor book and the last book she wrote.  It's sad but it gave me a good idea of why people are so besotted with her books.  I love her writing style and am looking forward to reading more.  I got my copy of Blaming at a recent book sale, along with two more of her Virago titles.  I was so excited when I saw them that I snatched all 3 and plunked them on my to-buy stack without even bothering to read the cover blurbs.

I had one book waiting for me when I got home and I completely forgot to photograph it so I'll hold it for next week's Monday Malarkey.  I'm hoping to hit the reviews hard, tomorrow.  Wish me luck!  I've been summoned for jury duty in November and I'm planning to join in on NaNoWriMo so it would be helpful to get those reviews out of the way, ASAP.  

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Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Tuesday Twaddle - Reading, life, blogging, arrivals, etc.


This has already been a busy week and it's going to become even more overwhelming, so this might be my only post.  Then, hopefully, I can get back on the ball and post some of my backlog of reviews.  I've decided I'm not going to pressure myself about reviewing as soon as possible after finishing a book and, fortunately, I have a pretty good memory so it shouldn't be a big deal to wait another week to hit the reviews.  There may be no Monday Malarkey or Tuesday Twaddle post, next week, just so I can dive straight into reviewing. We shall see.  

Last week was unique! 
  • I was summoned for jury duty (for a "petit" crime). I'm to report for duty in November.
  • I went to an architectural salvage store with my new BFF.  The bottles shown above were my only purchases.  I've been looking for a milk bottle for quite a while and after I bought the bottle, I looked up the dairy, online.  Babblin' Brook Dairies operated in Tyler, Texas from 1929 to 1943.  So, my bottle is at least 70 years old, although it looks new.  How cool is that?
  • Husband had me running back and forth between old house and new.  Now that it's cooled off, I can get a lot more work accomplished at the old house (which unfortunately "breathes" a bit too much -- it's not well insulated).  Heat and I do not get along.
  • We forgot to put out the recycling, last week, so our two bins are both overflowing.  Usually we're quite good about putting out the recycling because we've found we put out more recyclable trash than garbage.  I love curb-side recycling.

Reading:

I finished 4 books, last week:

The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt
Woman in the Dark by Dashiell Hammett  (one of my recent book sale purchases)
The Compound by S. A. Bodeen (also off my shelves; read and discussed with a friend)
Before I Die by Candy Chang (which I started pretty much the moment it walked in the door)

I'm currently reading The Radleys by Matt Haig, a library check-out.  I think I'm going to give The Tilted World by Tom Franklin and Beth Ann Fennelly a second go, next.  I wasn't in the right mood for it, the first time I picked it up, but we hear a great deal about the Great Flood of 1927 in Mississippi and I'm quite anxious to read a novel set during that time.  Hopefully, this time it will click.

Blogging:


Recent Arrivals include:
  • Snow on the Tulips by Liz Tolsma, which I signed up to tour before I gave up the blog. I haven't yet received a tour date.  
  • Emerald Green by Kerstin Gier - The third in a series (sent by friend Tammy).  I haven't read the first two books and my library system doesn't carry them so I've added them to my Paperback Swap wish list, for now. I may eventually buy them.  
  • The Report by Jessica Francis Kane - A WWII novel received via Paperback Swap.
  • Before I Die by Candy Chang - nonfiction about a fascinating and quite illuminating project to paint walls with the sentence, "Before I die I want to ______."  People can fill in the blanks with chalk. The idea has spread around the world.
  • A stack of books from my friend Sandie, which I've already dragged away to the bedroom.

Other things:

We spent one day working on painting and putting in a new light fixture at the old house, this weekend, the other day deep cleaning in the new house.  One yard has been mowed, the other needs work.  Husband has removed wallpaper in both bathrooms in the old house and started the painting, which leaves one last room with wallpaper to remove. When we moved in, every room was covered with wallpaper, dark panelling or both, and we worked on updating the walls and flooring the entire time we lived in Vicksburg.  I have always disliked wallpaper (and dark paneling, although I'm okay with lighter woods).  If wallpaper makes a comeback, you won't see me joining in on the trend.  

Photography:

I finally managed to take a few new pics of the kitties and I took the camera along to snap a few pics (including the bottles, on a bench outside) at the salvage store.  I've also photographed the wild, abstract painting I bought at a recent flea market, to share with friends.  Otherwise . . . nada. But, I'm happy that I managed to snap a few pics.  It's a start.  I can also look at photos of River without even feeling a pang of loss, now.  Progress!

Sidebar failure:

I haven't been updating my sidebar as I've been reading and I may just ditch the "Currently Reading/Recently Finished" updates -- another very small way to save time online.  It'll probably vary, depending upon how my week is going.  I think it will be easier to just do weekly updates.  

Hope you've all had a fantastic week! 

Bookfool, enjoying Autumn

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Saturday, October 19, 2013

The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt - Review and F2F Report


This will be my first review since I returned to the blog, so I'll just tell you a few things I plan to change to my reviewing format, up front.  Things are going to be more casual.  I'm all about the time crunch, at the moment, so if my copy of a review book isn't handy I'm not going to bother running to fetch it to prop it up for details.  If it was received from a publisher, "ARC" will appear in the labels (even if it's a finished copy) to distinguish it from books in my personal library or public library books.  I do think it's important to mention that my Face to Face (F2F) book group received copies of The Goldfinch from Little, Brown and Co., which was much appreciated.  We had a lively discussion.  This review/F2F report is a bit longer than you should probably expect in the future because the cats woke me up at 4:30 AM.  

Onward.  An excerpt:

We looked at each other and just laughed; everything was hysterically funny, even the playground slide was smiling at us, and at some point, deep in the night, when we were swinging on the jungle gym and showers of sparks were flying out of our mouths, I had the epiphany that laughter was light, and light was laughter, and that this was the secret of the universe.  For hours, we watched the clouds rearranging themselves into intelligent patterns; rolled in the dirt, believing it was seaweed (!); lay on our backs and sang 'Dear Prudence' to the welcoming and appreciative stars.  It was a fantastic night--one of the great nights of my life, actually, despite what happened later. 
~p. 333 of Advanced Reader Copy (some changes may have been made to the finished print version)

The Goldfinch is Donna Tartt's third book and the first that I've managed to read (also true of the members of my F2F group, who agree they would like to read more by Tartt), although I do have a copy of her first book, The Secret History, and I knew she was from Mississippi.  At close to 800 pages (densely packed, at that), The Goldfinch is a book rich with detail.  Is that a good thing?  Well, let's see what my F2F group had to say.  We'll just go with the interview method. I will be interviewed by the bird on the cover.  

Goldfinch:  Tweet.

Bookfool:  Hello.

GF:  Tell us about the story, please.

BF:  The Goldfinch is the story of Theodore Decker.  When Theo is young (about age 12, as I recall), he and his mother are victims of a (fictional) explosion in New York's Museum of Modern Art (MoMA).  After he regains consciousness, Theo finds The Goldfinch lying nearby and sits with a dying man. Then, he takes the painting with him and keeps it for many years, considering himself its caretaker while realizing he should return the painting.  As Theo grows, he becomes friends with the business partner of the man whose death he attended and moves from place to place.  He keeps the painting, knowing it's considered stolen. What will become of Theo, who suffers from Post-Traumatic Stress, and the priceless painting?

GF:  Did you and your group members know I am a real painting, going into the reading of this book?


BF:  Most of us did.  For those of you who are unaware, The Goldfinch was painted by Carel Fabritius in 1654.  Fabritius himself was the victim of an explosion but the painting has never been stolen.  Although our Dutch F2F member (who is moving away, gosh darn it) has seen some of his paintings, I'm pretty sure she said she had not seen The Goldfinch.  

GF:  What did your group members think of The Goldfinch? [The book title is highlighted in bold, painting name in italics).

BF:  I asked if everyone liked The Goldfinch, loved it or just appreciated the writing (which is stunning in both beauty and detail) in spite of not loving the story.  Absolutely everyone liked or loved the book.  I liked it but I fall closer to the latter category of appreciating the writing more than the story itself, because I personally found it very difficult to read about Theo's drug addiction. The excerpt, above, is from a scene in which Theo and his friend Boris are experimenting with drugs, hence the sparks flying out of their mouths.  Although that scene jumped out at me as one of particular revelation and levity, in general, the portion of the book that takes place in Las Vegas was absolutely miserable to me.  I didn't like reading about the details of his experience and even tweeted about how happy I was to be leaving Las Vegas, when I got to that point.  



However, our group leader found the opening scenes during which Theo lost his mother, realized that he had no place to go and Social Services was going to stick him in foster care the most painful to read.  Nobody else mentioned feeling pained by any of Theo's experiences, although one particular death was a bit more miserable to everyone than the rest (sadly, that is a spoiler).

GF: What other things did you discuss with your group?

BF:  We discussed the length of The Goldfinch and whether or not it needed to be as long as it was, the characters, the theme, the ending, the writing, the relationships between characters, why Theo continued to hold onto the painting instead of turning it over to authorities, the author and her ties to Mississippi.  Our fearless leader had sent us a link to Stephen King's review of The Goldfinch in The New York Times  and we talked about his thoughts and laughed about the comment that it would not be wise to drop The Goldfinch on one's foot.  King's closing thoughts:

There are a few missteps, yes.  It's hard to believe that television coverage of a terrorist attack like the one Tartt imagines would be interrupted with mattress commercials, and there's a lot more about furniture restoration than I needed.  But for the most part, "The Goldfinch" is a triumph with a brave theme running through it:  art may addict, but art also saves us from "the ungainly sadness of creatures pushing and struggling to live."  Donna Tartt has delivered an extraordinary work of fiction.
That said, don't drop it on your foot.

GF:  What did your group think of the characters?  

BF:  One member commented that there were a lot of bad characters (drunk, drug-addicted, cruel, etc.) but we all loved Hobie, the furniture restorer whose kindness Theo leans on and from whom he learns the importance of the type of beauty that outlives us.  Andy, an old friend whose family Theo stays with, was also a favorite.  And, everyone wished they could have known Theo's mother better.  During the times he and others reflect upon her life, she is always described with affection.  Pippa, the redheaded girl Theo falls in love with at first sight in MoMA we found a little perplexing; we discussed spoilery bits in regard to her.  Mrs. Barbour (Andy's mother, who took Theo in without question, when he was on the verge of going into foster care) seemed cold, at first, but later in the book  you see her softer side.  Kitsey turned out to be a disappointment but at least she was herself.  

We also talked about the names of the Barbour children: Kitsey, Platt, Andy and Toddy.  I wondered if naming a character Toddy was her polite wave to Ole Miss ("Hotty Toddy" being a cheer/greeting used by Ole Miss students), where Tartt spent a year of her schooling.  

GF:  What about the theme?  Did you agree with Stephen King?

BF:  I can't say I got a good fix on what other group members thought, although I do think there's some truth in his observation.  When I closed the book, I was a little baffled about what it was about.  What was the author trying to say to the reader?  I came up with this as a theme:  "Life sucks and then you die.  But, if you're lucky, maybe some good will come of all the bad things that happen to you."  When I mentioned my thoughts, there were quite a few nods, although I don't think that means anyone found the two ideas (mine and King's) mutually exclusive. 

GF:  What about the length?  Did anyone skim?  Did they think it needed to be nearly 800 pages long or could it have used some editing?

BF:  This part of the discussion was pretty interesting.  Someone asked if anyone skimmed the book and I think it was pretty unanimous that it's not the kind of book that one skims.  For one thing, it is simply too engrossing.  Our leader said she doesn't usually find it a problem to skim over lengthy description and yet, as descriptive as the book was, she felt like every word was important.  Another member said she thought 2-300 pages could have been edited out, although she was glued to the the book's every word, as well, because there were so many surprises and twists that she thought it was critical to read even the details that could have been trimmed. You never knew when something important was going to happen.  

We didn't all agree about where the trimming necessarily should have taken place, had the book been edited down in size.  I didn't mind the lengthy passages about furniture restoration, useless as they may be to me (our aesthetic leans modern; I'll never own antique furnishings) because those were the times when life was most peaceful for Theo. The detailed drug-abuse scenes drove me nuts.  One member said, "But, that's reality - that's just something people go through," the implication being that experimentation with alcohol and drugs is a normal stage of life.  It's a stage I skipped without regret, but I can see her point.  I think the furniture restoration detail is the bit most commonly considered superfluous.  Point to Stephen King.

GF:  Thoughts about the ending?

BF:  I was personally both disappointed in the ending and relieved because I flipped ahead to read the ending and misinterpreted it.  Reading it in context put it the final words into perspective.  But, I still got a negative vibe from the ending.  Our leader read the ending aloud (two paragraphs, I think) and she said she loved the ending.  That third reading made me see it in a different light.  I thought, in many ways, the book was relentlessly sad, with only occasional reprieves, and the ending was . . . a bit dire in its nihilism, I suppose.  Fearless Leader thought it was beautiful and I admit to understanding her viewpoint when she read it.  Regardless, we all thought the book was an excellent read and felt privileged to have the opportunity to read it in advance of publication.  

GF:  What's the release date?

BF:  The Goldfinch is scheduled for release on October 22, 2013.  Just a few days, now!   

GF:  Recommended?  Not recommended?  

BF:  Definitely recommended by everyone in our group - all of whom found it a stunning read.  And, we also thought it was a terrific discussion book.  Although I came prepared with some generic questions, the discussion was organic.  I did have to ask if we could return to the book, after our chatter somehow managed to veer off to politics in Mississippi (probably because we talked about how Barry Hannah discovered Donna Tartt and Willie Morris facilitated her move out of state to finish her education), but by then we'd pretty much hit all the topics on my question list and all I did was ask if everyone liked, loved or merely tolerated the book and after everyone said they liked or loved it, the meeting broke up.  

GF:  Thank you for letting me interview you.  I'd fly away, now, but I have this ridiculous chain attached to my leg.

BF:  Thank you for interviewing me, little goldfinch. And, thank you to Miriam of Little, Brown for providing the copies for group discussion.  

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Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Today - Just another Wednesday


Today I am reading The Compound by S. A. Bodeen, a post-apocalyptic young adult novel.  My friend Paula is reading along with me, tonight.  This is a big wahoo.  Remember Wahoo! Wednesday?  Maybe I'll bring that back, on occasion.  

Tonight is my F2F group's discussion of The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt.  I feel wishy-washy about the reading experience, in general -- thrilled and privileged to have read such remarkable writing early on, prior to its release, paying little attention to the buzz, even as I glimpsed a headline saying it was nominated for some award or other (being lazy, not looking, at this moment).  I'm unsure what I actually think about the story, the theme, the deeper meaning, after closing the book.  But, wow.  Such impressive writing. I can't wait to see what others in my group thought of it.

I've been pondering people who hate cats because my kitties are such incredible sweethearts and excellent companions.  They're smart, funny, lovable, gentle.  They don't swipe with claws or bite.  I wonder if everyone who hates cats -- and there are so many! -- has had a bad experience.  I've had some terrifying experiences with dogs but I don't hate dogs.  In fact, I still love them, in general; I just don't think I'm the right kind of person to be owned by one.  

It's dark and rainy.  We're expecting a cool front but it's actually rather warmish out there - not quite the cold snap the weathermen prepared us for.  Still, I'm loving it.  The long, hot summer is definitely over and I am thrilled.

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