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Things On My Mind 5

Book news from the past week:

I suppose it’s no small thing to be an SF/F fan, but to admit this in public is apparently a horse of a different color. Been there, done that, personally speaking.

Yeah, I can’t trim my library, either. On the other hand, I can’t let it flower throughout the rest of the house, so I’m working on this concept called Consolidation.

Building a library in your weekend home. I can dream, at least.

26 Artists Re-Imagine 26 Books.

I hope this guy doesn’t get killed as a result of this profile article. Bravo, Mr. Eskander, for all the work you’re doing. (Here’s the CSM profile.)

The Books of ‘07

This “year in review” is going to be short because for the most part, I’m already excited about the books I’m planning to read in 2008. Not that I’ve already forgotten the ones I read this year, mind you, but I’d like to move forward.

Someone asked me what my five favorite books that I’ve read this year are a couple weeks ago, and here are my choices:

Sherlock in Love - Sena Jeter Naslund
The Well of Lost Plots - Jasper Fforde
The Privilege of the Sword - Ellen Kushner
In a Sunburned Country - Bill Bryson
Stardust - Neil Gaiman

All of these authors are new to me, and they’re just a sample of a somewhat diverse reading list for a 365-day span. Truth be told, I had too many favorites this year, books and authors alike, many of them new. (Okay, let me rephrase that: every single book I read this year was a new read, with the exception of the Golden Compass.) Not bad for someone who used to hesitate about broadening her bookworm horizons, if you ask me.

So here’s to 2008, and here’s to you, Devoted Reader: may you continue to find new excellent books to read, and may your love for reading grow stronger than ever. Happy New Year, everyone!

2008 Reading Challenges - To Start

Howdy, folks. I’ve been pretty busy with a few things offline and online since the beginning of November, and only now have I started to resurface where this blog is concerned.

For one thing, the new TBR and the In Their Shoes challenges start on New Year’s Day, and I need to compile a list for each challenge soon. Like, right now soon. So here we go:

TBR
The Samurai’s Garden by Gail Tsukiyama
Freedom’s Gate by Naomi Kritzer
The Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco
The Devil Wears Prada by Lauren Weisberger
The Historian by Elizabeth Kostova
Grania by Morgan Llywelyn
Virtual Unrealities by Alfred Bester
Dune by Frank Herbert
At All Costs by David Weber
Going Postal by Terry Pratchett
Fire Watch by Connie Willis
Enemy at the Gates by William Craig
The Name of the Wind by Patrick Rothfuss (ALTERNATE)
The Green Mile by Stephen King (ALTERNATE)
Flags of Our Fathers by James Bradley (ALTERNATE)
I’m a Stranger Here Myself by Bill Bryson (ALTERNATE)
America’s Women by Gail Collins (ALTERNATE)
Keeping Faith by John and Frank Schaeffer (ALTERNATE)

In Their Shoes
True Notebooks by Mark Salzman
Time Was Soft There by Jeremy Mercer
One L by Scott Turow
A Year Without “Made in China” by Sara Bongiorni
The Life and Times of the Thunderbolt Kid by Bill Bryson
Personal History by Katharine Graham
“If They Move…Kill ‘Em!” by David Weddle
The Pirate Hunter by Richard Zacks
American Soldier by Tommy Franks
Prophet by Robin Waterfield
Miles Gone By by William F. Buckley Jr.
Soldier’s Heart by Elizabeth D. Samet
From Baghdad, With Love by Jay Kopelman and Melinda Roth (ALTERNATE)
Experience: a Memoir by Martin Amis (ALTERNATE)
Pulp Writer by Paul S. Powers (ALTERNATE)
The Life You Save May Be Your Own by Paul Elie (ALTERNATE)
Kabul Beauty School by Deborah Rodriguez (ALTERNATE)
Among the Believers by V.S. Naipaul (ALTERNATE)

Alternate books will be added for both lists before the year’s over. In the meantime, a Happy Christmas and a Merry New Year, my fellow book lovers!

Faith of our Sons, by Frank Schaeffer

This is my second book for the 2nds Challenge (hey, what a coincidence!).

I’ve been eager to read this book since I signed up for this challenge, and now that I’m done with it, I feel like I’ve hardly read a single word. Seriously - I started this book yesterday and finished it today, and yet most of it seems to have passed me in a flash. Good thing or bad? I don’t know yet.

Faith of Our Sons is a chronicle of a father’s rite of passage, as he travels from being someone who admits to once having a “couldn’t-care-less attitude…about men and women in the military” to someone who thinks of all Marines in Iraq and Afghanistan as HIS Marines. This is a poignant account of someone who embraces the military culture after his son enlists in the USMC and deploys to Afghanistan in 2003, just as the U.S. invades Iraq. It’s the story of a man who struggles how to define his patriotism in the wake of his son’s military service. Most of all, it’s a diary of a father and his anxieties about his son being in harm’s way, articulated in such a way that many of his fears remind me of my own mother’s overprotective nature.

The book is laid out diary-style, with entries by Schaeffer that detail everything from the moment his son John tells him he would be deployed to John’s return from his second tour in Afghanistan. Interspersed throughout the entries are poems and prose pieces by John, notes from Schaeffer’s wife Genie, letters and emails from other parents and loved ones of military personnel, and excerpts from newspaper articles. I admit to feeling like a voyeur through much of my reading, someone reading the latest email over Schaeffer’s shoulder or eavesdropping on the too-brief phone conversations with his soldier son. The flipside of the coin, however, is that the layout probably helped me get through the book so quickly.

Schaeffer is straightforward in expressing his concerns about John’s safety while deployed. At times he’s almost arrogant about it, especially when talking about it with others. His email arguments with his friend Frank Gruber are almost appalling, but I have to remember that worry can drive some to act so out of character - and in Schaeffer’s case, I’m not sure he was acting out of character at all.

Most of the political debate about the war is left out of these pages, save for the one op-ed Schaeffer includes about some of his Greek Orthodox churchleaders signing an anti-war declaration, whom Schaeffer criticizes for using religion to make political statements. Instead, Schaeffer indulges in a running commentary about patriotism, about military service for one’s country and how he comes to appreciate his freedoms and liberties more as a parent of a U.S. Marine. To some these inner monologues might seem overly sentimental and jingoistic, but Schaeffer knows when to draw the line. The reader can also see how he derived his inspiration for his other book, AWOL, which I read earlier this year.

I do recommend this book if you, like me, are intrigued by the military culture and want an inside view from someone who’s indirectly involved, as well.

Another Book Meme

Hardcover or paperback? Why?
I prefer the massmarket paperback, because it’s handier to tote around.

If I were to own a book shop I would call it . . .
Yikes, what a question. It’ll likely be whimsical or personalized, and it might have “Library” or “Shop” thrown in for the hell of it.

My favourite quote from a book (name it) is . . .
My memory unfortunately doesn’t extend past a month when it comes to memorable book quotes, but recently I’ve come across a little phrase from Connie Willis’s To Say Nothing of the Dog that I liked a lot: “Missing you one place, we meet another.”

The author (alive or deceased) I would love to have lunch with would be . . .
…Jasper Fforde. He sounds like such a fun guy.

If I was going to a deserted island and could only bring one book, except from the SAS survival guide, it would be . . .
The Acme How-To Book that Wile E. Coyote had so much trouble with. I’ll show him how it’s done.

I would love someone to invent a bookish gadget that . . .
…would let me read the pages but read to me in all the characters’ voices too.

The smell of an old book reminds me of . . .
…unfathomable mysteries, mystical teachings, treasures to be found.

If I could be the lead character in a book (mention the title), it would be . . .
I’d like to be a black-robe mage or a female knight in Tamora Pierce’s Tortall book series, or a mutant with similar powers to the Phoenix in the X-Men comic books, post-House of M.

The most overestimated book of all time is . . .
…I unfortunately can’t think of a book to fit this category, although I tend to stay away from 99% of books that are media-hyped - which, if you ask me, most overestimated books are.

I hate it when a book . . .
…is predictable before I even think of skipping ahead to the end. It’s not that I complain about the lack of original story ideas all the time, but little twists and turns make the book more enjoyable.

(HT: CoversGirl)

Things On My Mind 4

I’ve had this crazy urge to bookmark as many bookblogs - and publishing/writing blogs - as I can find for the last couple days. Poor Firefox (not really)…

Okay, how come nobody told me this? October is National Book Month. Not that I need a holiday to remind me why I love to read, but still!

Why You Should Read Poetry…Yes, Poetry.

In Rockford, IL, teachers and school officials at an elementary school are reaching out to boys with a program specially designed to get them interested in reading.

A high school in Oregon renovated their library and added a coffeeshop to attract more students.

Love of Books survives in an Electronic Age.

Here’s an op-ed promoting National Bible Week, which will take place in the middle of next month.

A columnist Stumbles on Happiness in the airport.

This column suggests that the price of college textbooks contributes to an aversion to reading among people in my age bracket. (I don’t know why the column shows up twice. Maybe he wanted to make a point with that, too.)

Note to self: I need to google for news about reading and books more often.

Gentle Night-Time Rhyme

Her mother and father recede from nightfall
Their looks sour as they walk in
The accusation for the evening is
“Why did you do nothing when you came home?”
Her response is simple
“My journeys don’t involve your physical lines
No matter how real they seem to you
I walked on a hill and watched the stars
Waited for night’s song
Received a symphony of creation instead
Details like these escape you
Since the pockets of time in which they exist
Are never within your grasp
You flail for social comforts and
Ignore the spiritual for the temporal
You don’t need to understand where I go
Between the times we meet each other
On the hearth of my childhood
When you walk with me at last, you will see
How Home is beyond your walls”

To Say Nothing of the Dog, by Connie Willis

This is my first book finished for the 2nds Challenge, and it’s quite a treat. To Say Nothing of the Dog is a more lighthearted sequel to The Doomsday Book, which I had read several months ago upon the suggestion of a good friend.

First things first: TSNOTD is hilarious. The humor’s not as obvious as, say, the humor in the Thursday Next novels, but the narrator’s sarcasm isn’t exactly subtle, either. Then again, it’s difficult to be subtle when you’re trying not to alter the course of history - all the while pretending you’re a member of this historical era, too.

The narrator, a young historian by the name of Ned Henry, is searching for an important item while preparing for the consecration of the new Coventry Cathedral. He’s pulled off his assignment and sent to Victorian England to assist a fellow historian, who managed to bring back an extinct animal to their present day on one of her return trips. Their job is to ensure that the animal is returned to her rightful time and place, all the while making sure the history doesn’t alter itself as a result of jumping a trait of the past to the future.

Things don’t go smoothly, of course, but that’s part of the fun of the narrative, alongside interacting with forebears of present-day figures and discovering the uses and meanings of historical “artifacts.” If anything, TSNOTD is a lesson in the usages of time travel, whether for academic studies or for delving into the meanings of a particular line of events.

The only problem I have with the novel is the repetition of Mr. Henry’s thought processes while he’s mulling over how to solve his dilemma and the other historian’s dilemma at the same time. At certain times it made me say, “You just thought about this a few pages ago!” However, this is mostly a personal and minor hang-up, and I admit that it’s necessary for the story to work, so it won’t sour TSNOTD for anyone. At least, I hope it doesn’t.

So, check out To Say Nothing of the Dog - especially if you need a laugh.

The Thursday Next Series

I’ve mentioned these books in previous posts and comments, so I wanted to elaborate a little more on my thoughts about them since I’ve finished the latest book.

First things first: these books are hilarious. I enjoyed them especially for the witticisms imbued in the plot, the characters and the dialogue. The thing is, what’s so refreshing about the humor involved is that cliches are twisted around to make them seem more interesting - not original, but still fun to play with on any reader’s level.

You meet plenty of strange things and people that come with an alternative history England: Gravitubes (a mode of transportation that takes passengers through the center of the earth and is considered much faster than flying on an airplane), the Chronoguard (the time-travelling cops who investigate anomalies of Time), even the SpecOps departments that investigate strange literary crimes. Dig a little deeper and you meet Jurisfiction operatives with their Travelbooks and ability to jump into books to maintain order in the Great Library. However, some details of that universe remain the same as ours: politicians and corporations are still up to no good, and villains still act like Hannibal Lecter and are plotting mayhem and murder.

Then there’s Thursday Next, the narrator and main protagonist. I like this gal. A friend of mine whom I recommended this series to has told me that Thursday and I are very much alike, but even after reading all of her stories, I’m still trying to figure out what our similarities are. The best thing about Thursday, however, is her vulnerability: she’s very human in displaying her weaknesses, and throughout the series readers see her trying to overcome those weaknesses, or at least attempt to come to terms with them. It’s not a Hero’s Journey sort of thing, it’s more like, “Okay, Enemy One is trying to use this trait of mine against me, so how can I use it for my advantage instead?” Or, “Geez, they just hoodwinked me again - time to put a stop to it, even if it means I lose something or someone close to me.”

I hope she continues to learn more about herself in future additions to the series - without changing another story ending, that is. Not that I’m complaining, really…some classics in our own time wouldn’t have any meaning if their endings were of the same sort in the stories that Thursday has to deal with regularly. I give her plenty of kudos for being able to stay sane in the meantime.

Book Haul

I’ve already posted a variant at my LJ, but since this is my litblog, why wouldn’t I post about all the books I purchased yesterday at the SFPL’s annual sale? Last time, I swear.

The Elephant in the Room by Ryan Sager
The Pentagon’s New Map by Thomas P.M. Barnett
The Rise of the Creative Class by Richard Florida
Captivating by John & Stasi Eldredge
Letters to a Young Conservative by Dinesh D’Souza
An Album of Memories by Tom Brokaw
Prophet: The Life and Times of Kahlil Gibran by Robin Waterfield
Surviving a Writer’s Life by Suzanne Lipsett
The Life and Times of the Thunderbolt Kid by Bill Bryson
War Letters ed. Andrew Carroll
Grania by Morgan Llywelyn
Enemy at the Gates by William Craig
The Devil Wears Prada by Lauren Weisberger
America’s Women by Gail Collins
A Year Without “Made in China” by Sara Bongiorni
True Notebooks by Mark Salzman
Flags of our Fathers by James Bradley
Echoes of Honor by David Weber
The Honor of the Queen by David Weber
Ashes of Victory by David Weber
Different Seasons by Stephen King
The Eyes of the Dragon by Stephen King
1972 by Morgan Llywelyn

Plus, two books for two friends: Red Branch by Morgan Llywelyn and Primary Colors by Joe Klein (aka Anonymous).

So, twenty-five books in all, some of which have been on my wishlist for a long time. And guess what? They only cost me $66.

I was smiling foolishly when we got first there, because I had never seen a space filled with so many books (the Festival Pavilion is HUGE), and Borders doesn’t count in this case. I was in heaven. I also couldn’t believe that I found so many great reads in one day.

Definitely going again next year!