Anne of Windy Poplars – Lucy Maud Montgomery, 1936. My Aunt Jean mentioned this was her favorite, and I extra enjoyed re-reading it for that reason.
Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? – Philip K. Dick, 1968 – quotes pulled, TBE\D
Time Shifting: Creating More Time to Enjoy Your Life – Stephan Rechtschaffen, 1997. A little formless and repetitive, but good on “entraining” into different time senses. Not enough material for a whole post, just a few extracts:
Analysis of why children constantly ask “Are we there yet?” when it contradicts the idea that children live in the present: “We are the ones who have announced the destination, put it into our head that we are going somewhere. The problem is that they can’t wait, they expect the destination ‘now.’ They are present. It’s that the destination isn’t present yet.”
Joke about 90-year-old man going to the doctor: “What seems to be the problem?” “I just want to show off.”
Good quotes in chapter headings:
Jean Giono “The days are fruits and our role is to eat them.”
Peace Pilgrim: “Live in the present. Do the things that need to be done. Do all the good you can each day. The future will unfold.”
The Midnight Library – Matt Haig, 2020. Very enjoyable and made me extra-grateful for having so few regrets about paths not taken.
The Friend – Sigrid Nunez, 2018. I appreciated that she referenced My Dog Tulip, but that’s a much better book.
The Sea Around Us – Rachel Carson, 1951 – quotes pulled, TBD
The Woman Warrior – Maxine Hong Kingston, 1976 – quotes pulled, TBD
Full Tilt: Ireland to India on a Bicycle – Dervla Murphy, 1965 – quotes pulled, TBD
My Life in Middlemarch – Rebecca Mead, 2014. I enjoyed reading this quite a bit after a slow read of Middlemarch (April-July, 2020) and before a fast, partial re-read of the beginning for a book group session I led in September. Just pulled one quote about her relationship: “Lewes adored Eliot… with an intuitive kindness and a gratitude in which there was no trace of resentment. … The sense of grateful, joyful indebtedness was mutual.” This is exactly what I feel about Jonathan. I’m so lucky!
The Road – Cormac McCarthy, 2006. I had started this when it came out but actually never finished it – strange since I love post-apocalyptic fiction, but I was afraid both of how dark I had heard it was, and how much I’ve disliked other McCarthy books. But it was great, and the end touched more than any book in quite a while.
Re-read of two Hemingway stories I loved as a teen: “The Short Happy Life of Francis Macomber” and “The Snows of Kilimanjaro.” They don’t have the same impact now, but I am interested in how specific Hemingway’s voice is.
Harding’s Luck and The House of Arden – E. Nesbit, 1909 and 1908. I was looking for comfort reading on my e-ink reader and realized I didn’t remember Harding’s Luck. I had actually never read it! Finding a new-to-me E. Nesbit, and realizing it was good – wow, that was a thrill. It’s actually a sequel to The House of Arden so I read them out of order, but they are self-contained stories. I had heard the word “Mouldiwarp” but didn’t realize it was from these. It’s a magical white mole, a typically-Nesbit cranky and cryptic mentor, but in Harding’s Luck we also get the Mouldierwarp and the Mouldiestwarp! Not quite as great as Five Children and It or The Phoenix and the Carpet, but wonderful. I look forward to re-reading these.
Home Made: A Story of Grief, Groceries, Showing Up—and What We Make When We Make Dinner – Liz Hauck, 2021. I loved this sort-of memoir of cooking and eating dinner weekly with the residents of a communal foster care home. Touching and compelling.
Periodic Tales: A Cultural History of the Elements, from Arsenic to Zinc – Hugh Aldersey-Williams, 2011 – quotes pulled, TBD
The Periodic Table – Primo Levi, 1975- quotes pulled, TBD
The Country Girls – Edna O’Brien, 1960 – quotes pulled, TBD
The Adventures of Pinocchio – Carlo Collodi, 1880. I re-read this because the Far Out Film group watched A.I. and then Mind Game, both of which have Pinocchio references, and I remembered it as being super-weird and dark, like the Mary Poppins books (as opposed to the movies).
In the Wet – Nevil Shute, 1953. Oh my. I remembered this was a strange Shute (one of my favorite good-but-bad or bad-but-good novelists). It’s centered around a future England where the Queen takes refuge in the colonies, and I’ve been watching The Crown and was reminded of it. The novel also continually raises and doesn’t answer the question “but WHY should this ordinary woman be assigned this arbitrarily powerful role?” But it’s full of crazy-bad stuff I had forgotten, like the mixed-race protagonist willingly adopting the N-word as his nickname (!?!??!!), and plural voting justified because “the people” were voting wrong.
Souls – Joanna Russ, 1982. Since I’ve been more-or-less keeping up with these lists, I see I’ve re-read this novella annually for at least the pastthree years. It captures something about the human condition in a way no other artwork does for me.
Anne of Green Gables – Lucy Maud Montgomery, 1908. I watched the first few episodes of Anne With an E with my dad and stepmom a few years ago. I have access to Netflix now so finished the first season, but its darkness (combined with that of Souls!) sent me back to the original, one of my ultimate comfort re-reads.
The Only Story – Julian Barnes, 2018 – quotes pulled, TBD
Beyond the Black Stump – Nevil Shute, 1956. Fourth or fifth re-read, this time prompted by seeing the spine on a shelf of “mountain/climbing books” in the best MOOC I’ve ever taken, Mountains 101. I questioned whether it really featured mountains, as I didn’t remember that at all. Wikipedia identifies the setting as the Ophthalmia Range in Australia, and the male protagonist goes camping in his native eastern Oregon, but yeah, just a backdrop. It’s memorable for the clash of mores between Australia and the U.S. – the Americans, who write off someone dying in a reckless driving crash as “just something that happens,” come off pretty badly.
The Uninhabitable Earth: Life After Warming – David Wallace-Wells, 2019 – quotes pulled, TBD
I Marched with Hannibal – Hans Baumann, 1971. Umpteenth re-read, also prompted by Mountains 101 because of crossing the Alps. I love this book – there’s no other juvenile historical fiction quite like it.
The Brothers Karamazov – Fyodor Dostoyevsky, 1879 (P&V translation, 2002). Read quickly for Great Books, quotes pulled, but reading again more slowly for Amherst’s book club (the David McDuff translation) – TBD one post or two! I prefer the McDuff so far.
Fairy and Folk Tales of Ireland – edited by W. B. Yeats (combines Fairy and Folk Tales of the Irish Peasantry, 1888, and Irish Fairy Tales, 1892) – quotes pulled, TBD
The Aspirational Investor: Taming the Markets to Achieve Your Life’s Goals – Ashvin B. Chhabra, 2015. Aimed at very rich people, not particularly helpful for ordinary folks aside from some basic cautionary advice (beating the market doesn’t matter if markets are plunging and you need income).
How to be Fine: What We Learned from Living by the Rules of 50 Self-Help Books – Jolenta Greenberg and Kristen Meinzer, 2020. Since I love both self-help and books-about-books, I was overdetermined to embrace this, and yes—so much that I read it in a single sitting. Next I subscribed to the podcast, which is also delightful, but it’s amazing how much a book packs in where audio is more… baggy. I especially enjoyed the format of “13 Things that Worked,” “8 Things that Didn’t Work,” and “8 Things We Wish More Books Recommended,” as well as their very frank criticism of a lot of the self-help genre’s major issues (working best for middle-class white people, for example). They don’t hesitate to trash books like The Secret and French Women Don’t Get Fat, and point out victim-blaming and racism. It’s minor, but the most mind-blowing bit to me was Jolenta getting diagnosed with ADHD along the way and saying there’s a negative connection to estrogen, which is why girls are not often diagnosed properly (don’t start early enough) but begin to experience problems around puberty. Not only does that exactly match my experience, but it explains why my symptoms have gotten so much better since my early (surgical) menopause. I was on medication for a while after finally getting a diagnosis at 45, which was helpful initially, but stopped after just a few years and feel like it’s mostly under control now.
Set My Heart to Five – Simon Stephenson, 2020. My stepmom highly recommended this when we discussed how much I disliked Machines Like Me and she felt the same way about Klara and the Sun. It’s really delightful, both funny and touching, and the voice is contagious. (“Humans—I cannot!”)
Beginners: The Joy and Transformative Power of Lifelong Learning – Tom Vanderbilt, 2021. I both loved and identified with this saga of learning skills in middle age. Vanderbilt embarked on singing, surfing, chess, jugging, and drawing. I’m very slowly learning juggling (my hand-eye coordination has never been very good, which is one of the reasons I want to learn but I’ll be content with just a three-ball cascade) and drawing has been on my list forever as something that I’ve tried off and on but would ideally want to focus on. He’s inspiring and his insights (for example, about why it’s so easy to bond with the other singers in his chorus) are fascinating.
Math with Bad Drawings – Ben Olin, 2018. Loved it and want to re-read! Re-learning and going further in math (straight As in Calc I, II, and III in my 50s after failing I in college) has been one of my great joys of the past decade, and this is a wonderful, approachable overview no matter what level you’re at.
Mind of the Raven: Investigations and Adventures with Wolf-Birds – Bernd Heinrich, 1994/1999 [2nd edition] – quotes pulled, TBD
The Mormon Murders: A True Story of Greed, Forgery, Deceit, and Death – Steven Naifeh and Gregory White Smith, 1988. I first read this soon after it came out. I’m fascinated by LDS stuff anyway (part of a general interest in religions and cults), and the overlap with the rare book trade and forgery made it irresistible. I very much enjoyed it then but didn’t expect to learn a life lesson about toxic positivity (the first victim’s company was failing but he thought if everyone just had faith and worked harder it would succeed). It stuck with me over the years, and after watching Murder Among the Mormons I went back to it for more background – it’s amazing that the documentary interviews all the major players. What a crazy story.
Autumn – Ali Smith, 2016 – quotes pulled, TBD
Beyond This Horizon – Robert Heinlein, 1948. I thought I had read every Heinlein, but somehow this one slipped into my “yeah, I remember that one” list when actually it was new to me. But it’s quite terrible – worse-than-even-RH-usual social stuff, and also doesn’t hang together well or make much sense.
If It Bleeds – Stephen King, 2020 – Four new stories which I enjoyed quite a bit. One of them, “Rat,” stuck out because it’s about an author (King often writes what he knows) writing a Western he thinks – and we are supposed to agree, I’m pretty sure – is going to be brilliant. But the excerpts are terrible, just one trope and cliche after another. It reminded me of how the play that is going to make Jack Torrance’s career in The Shining sounds like a piece of junk. Fiction-within-fiction is probably not that easy to pull off…
The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie – Muriel Spark, 1961 – quotes pulled, TBD
A Girl Is a Half-formed Thing – Eimear McBride, 2014. Too experimental for me (and others in the Irish Writers book group), but I did mark two lines: “I must turn myself to the great face of girls” (about the protagonist entering the schoolyard) and “his voice tiny diamond cutting strips out of air.”
The Officer’s Daughter: A Memoir of Family and Forgiveness – Elle Johnson, 2021. One of my college roommates wrote a memoir! It’s good – a touching and thought-provoking story about her cousin’s murder and its ripple effects.
One Hundred Years of Solitude – Gabriel Garcia Marquez, 1967. Re-read; quotes pulled afresh, TBD.
The Slice Harvester: A Memoir in Pizza – Colin Atrophy Hagendorf, 2015. I enjoyed this saga of eating a plain slice at every joint in NYC, and looked up our favorite local slice from childhood (Don Filippo’s) on the actual blog. I’m a sucker for projects like this anyway, but the writing and memoir aspect were decent too.
Growing Old: Notes on Aging with Something Like Grace – Elizabeth Marshall Thomas, 2020. A mish-mosh, alas. I want to read her books about the San because I loved this story: “If lions appeared by night at an encampment, some of the men would take burning branches from their fires and shake them at the lions while saying politely, ‘Old lions, we respect you, but this is our place. We ask you to leave.'”
The Secret World of Teddy Bears: A Rare and Privileged Glimpse into the Lives They Live When You’re Not There – Pamela Prince, 1983. A compendium of photographs of teddy bears doing various human things, accompanied by cheesy poems about them as characters. Not really worth listing except for my own future reference: I came across this in a bookstore when it was new and the photo of the jogging teddy bear stuck in my head. Years later, when I became a runner, I tried to find it again, but there are so many teddy bear books that I couldn’t ID it. About a decade ago I stumbled across it in an antiques shop in Florida, decided it was not worth what they were asking, but either didn’t record the details or lost track of them. The research was easier now – thank you Internet! I do love that the running teddy bear (Howard) has a “dog” (Rudy) who is also a teddy bear.
Under a Green Sky: Global Warming, the Mass Extinctions of the Past, and What They Can Tell Use About Our Future – Peter Ward, 2007. This was on my to-read list for a long time, and the content is interesting, but alas the writing is horrible – very long, confusing sentences. I did learn about Canfield oceans, the Manicouagan crater, and an unlikely-sounding theory that people living in tropical latitudes all need drugs to get through the hot and humid days (kava, betel nut, khat, coca) – don’t all human societies have intoxicants?
Firefly: Legacy Edition, Book One – 2018 (compilation of the Serenity comic book #1-3). I love the TV series, and these stories are a bridge between them and the movie. I enjoyed them, especially the variety of artist takes on the characters, but it doesn’t quite scratch the itch and I didn’t rush to request the sequel.
Eager: The Surprising, Secret Life of Beavers and Why They Matter – Ben Goldfarb, 2018 – quotes pulled, TBD
Howards End – E. M. Forster, 1910 – quotes pulled, TBD
A Fatal Grace – Louise Penny, 2006. I’m really enjoying the Chief Inspector Gamache series so far, and this is only the second. Three Pines is delightful even though it feels quite unrealistic based on my experience of small rural towns (but maybe Quebec is different!).
Asimov’s Annotated Paradise Lost – text John Milton 1674, notes by Isaac Asimov 1974 – quotes pulled, TBD
The Number of the Beast – Robert Heinlein, 1980. Re-reading late Heinlein feels more and more like eating processed snack foods – I enjoy it enough to keep going, but I know there are better things out there I’ll like even more. This time the pull was revisiting the wish fulfillment of being able to access fictional places, especially Oz and the Lensman universe (which I only know through this book – I’ve tried a couple of times but the pulp content has proved too high for me in the raw form…)
Emigrants and Exiles: Ireland and the Irish Exodus to North America – Kerby Miller, 1985. Such a dense book I mostly skimmed it, but still pulled quotes so TBD.
The More of Less: Finding the Life You Want Under Everything You Own – Joshua Becker, 2016. OK but not memorable compared to other declutter books I’ve read. Every opportunity to re-awaken any miminalist instincts I have are welcome, though, as I incline more to maximalism (with a family tendency to hoard).
Keep Moving: Notes on Loss, Creativity, and Change – Maggie Smith, 2020 – The author of the amazing “Good Bones” tweeted these thoughts to herself in the aftermath of a devastating divorce. It’s somewhere between self-help and poetry, and 100% great.
I’m the literary executor for my father, Peter Caws, and I’ve been scanning and uploading his articles that weren’t already digitized. (Then I’ll go back and OCR the ones that are just image scans so there will be full text for those as well.) He was a philosopher who strove to write clearly enough that a general audience would understand his work, so I’ve been enjoying the reading as I proofread and remove the word-dividing hyphens. The two I did in April:
“What is Structuralism?” (Partisan Review, Vol 35 #1, 1968). I started with this one because it was requested by a researcher. “All works have constantly to be rethought if they are to be more than archaeological curiosities.” It also features an amusing caricature of four leading lights of structuralism (Foucault, Lacan, Levi-Strauss, and Barthes) by MauriceHenry.
Dragonsinger– Anne McCaffrey, 1977 – comfort re-read, still/always holds up.
The Silence of the Girls – Pat Barker, 2018 – quotes pulled, TBD
Songs of Trees: Stories from Nature’s Great Connectors – David George Haskell, 2017 – quotes pulled, tbd
Swann’s Way – Marcel Proust, 1908 (Lydia Davis translation, 2003) – re-read for the Amherst College slow read group. I read it for Great Books in 2018 and still haven’t posted those quotes; new ones now!
Kim – Rudyard Kipling, 1901 – a very old favorite re-read but this time for Great Books, so quotes pulled, tbd
Esther Waters – George Moore, 1894 – quotes pulled, tbd
In the Days of Rain: a Daughter, a Father, a Cult – Rebecca Stott, 2017. A memoir of growing up in the Exclusive Brethren, a generation later than my own father; of interest to me for that reason, but not very compelling otherwise.
A Writer’s Time: Making the Time to Write – Kenneth Atchity, 1995 – quotes pulled, tbd
The King, the Princess, and the Tinker – Ellen Kindt McKenzie, 1992. A children’s author recommended by a co-worker friend. This wasn’t the title she mentioned, just the first one that I could get, in a genre I normally like. It was fine, nothing special, but I will try the highly recommended one when I get a chance.
The Word Is Murder – Anthony Horowitz, 2017. Enjoyable and I’ll go on to the sequel, which is one my stepmother recommended.
Just Kids – Patti Smith, 2010. I’ve heard so many good things about this and I’d been meaning to read it forever. The hype is deserved!
I no longer remember where I heard about this book, but the title grabbed me. I enjoyed it, especially the analyses of great novels, but it didn’t quite deliver on the explanation of how the machinery works. There were some useful tips – now I want to read Forster’s Aspects of the Novel for his description of flat characters who can become three-dimensional – and I’m also going to seek out Livesey’s novel The Flight of Gemma Hardy, which is a reworking of Jane Eyre. (Tangent: the Wikipedia article on Aspects of the Novel has two great quotes, one from Maughm – “I learned that the only way to write novels was like Mr. E.M. Forster” – and one from Woolf – “So then we are back in the old bog; nobody knows anything about the laws of fiction.”)
A few bits I took away:
Livesey says memorable characters need attributes that convey their attitude: “No amount of details—eyes, teeth, hair, jobs, dreams, relationship to mother, history of dog ownership, horoscope—will avail unless it conveys attitude. Indeed, long lists of detail without affect may simply make the task of imagining the character harder, for both writer and reader.” This sounds plausible but I want to chew on it a bit.
“Dialogue is a wolf in sheep’s clothing—often pretending to be woolly and vague, actually all teeth and meaning.”
She explains why re-reading can be exciting by distinguishing between two kinds of suspense: what’s going to happen, or how and why it happens.
I was intrigued by her suggestion that fiction can sometimes be made more believable by employing what she calls “antifiction” – techniques that make the narrative “messier, more confusing: in other words more lifelike.”
A great list of signals that indicate you’re reading fiction, specifically about the introductory paragraph of Ulysses:
1. There is no visible narrator. 2. The act of writing is concealed. We are made to believe that the words sprang up on the page without effort. 3. Characters are shown to us through action and dialogue. 4. There is no initial attempt at explanation. 5. There is considerable specificity of detail and a kind of heightened density to the style. 6. Both narrator and characters are unnaturally eloquent.
And finally, she asks an artist friend, Gerry Bergstein, why one would rewrite a famous book and he tells her:
1. To provide a contemporary update of older themes that often contradicts the original 2. Sheer love 3. To make a cultural critique 4. To demonstrate political, or other forms, of social evolution 5. To distill the earlier work 6. To develop the traditions of a beloved forebear 7. Any combination of the above 8. As a joke
But that leaves off what I’m afraid is the most frequent reason, even if it’s unconsciously motivated and not sheer crassness: To get more attention than naturally accrues to a less-famous creator.
Subsequently I searched for reviews, and found this very helpful one, which contains a list of other writing books I could add to a request list:
Machines Like Me – Ian McEwan, 2019 – quotes pulled, TBD
The Great Influenza: The Story of the Deadliest Pandemic in History – John M. Barry, 2004 – quotes pulled, TBD
Darkness at Noon – Arthur Koestler (tr. Daphne Hardy), 1941 – quotes pulled, TBD
The Death of Ivan Illych – Leo Tolstoy (tr. Louis and Aylmer Maude), 1886 – I recall this being my father-in-law’s favorite book, which is what prompted me to read it originally. I think this was only my second go-through, prompted by a Forum for Philosophydiscussion I heard about through the Amherst College group that read Anna Karenina. Wonderful but I only pulled two quotes so not worth a whole post:
“No one pitied him as he wished to be pitied. … He longed to be petted and comforted.”
“‘Maybe I did not live as I ought to have done,’ it suddenly occurred to him. ‘But how could that be, when I did everything properly?’ he replied, and immediately dismissed from his mind this, the sole solution of all the riddles of life and death, as something quite impossible.”
Philadelphia Here I Come – Brian Friel, 1965. Read for the Irish Writers book group. I usually don’t pull a lot of quotes from play scripts, but WOW, what a fantastic play. I watched two versions: a recording of a live production and the movie. The first had too many paraphrased lines, the second took too many liberties, and neither captured the play’s brilliance, especially the final scene. I would love to see a good production live! The conceit of the Public and Private Gars (same person, as seen by others and only to himself) is cool. I was amused enough to quote to Jonathan this exchange from when Public is fantasizing about his future in America, picking up a girl in his apartment building: “Mind if I walk you past the incinerator, to the elevator?” “You’re welcome, slick operator.”
Still Life – Louise Penny, 2005 – My kidney recipient recommended this series and I love reading other people’s favorite books as a way to get to know them better… figured I should start with the first one. I liked it quite a bit, and I’m on hold for the next in the series. I’m intrigued by Penny saying “Just as I created a community I would live in in Three Pines, and villagers I would choose as friends … I also intentionally created, in Armand, a man I would marry. Because, in many ways, I knew if Still Life spawned a series it would become like a marriage. And he needed to have the qualities I admire in a man. In anyone. The qualities I strive for, and so often fall short of, myself.”
The Best of Henry Kuttner – Henry Kuttner, 1965. I read most of these stories in anthologies multiple times, and this particular collection at least once many years ago. Jonathan was trying out some of the funny stories (“The Proud Robot” led him to a collection of “Gallegher” stories, which I’ll probably read at some point) so I picked this up again. Most of the humor has paled on me; I remember laughing out loud at “A Gnome There Was,” but now… not so much.
The Circus of Dr. Lao – Charles G. Finney, 1935. I’ve known of this for years but finally read it and I’m sorry I waited so long – it is cra-zy, way more out there than I realized. Not much of a novel per se, but a surreal and fantastical experience with a quintessentially middle-America vibe; apparently Bradbury loved it and it inspired his carnival-set Something Wicked This Way Comes (have read, don’t remember at all).
Wyst: Alastor 1716 – Jack Vance, 1978. The third and last of Vance’s loosely-linked Alastor series, and my favorite because of the real emotion at the end. The setting is a vivid but not particularly coherent universal basic subsistence society, so it’s especially interesting these days. The most memorable aspect is the nutritious-but-boring foods provided free to everyone: cake-like gruff, white drink deedle, and wobbly (pudding-ish) “to fill in the cracks.” Unfortunately the plot relies on truly eye-popping coincidences that would make even Dickens shy away.
Harry Potter and the Cursed Child: Parts One and Two – John Tiffany, Jack Thorne, J.K. Rowling, 2016 – Finishing up my Harry Potter kick with this. I’ve read it once before and enjoyed it again. It’s quite different in flavor from the HP books, not just because it’s a play script but also because the characters, especially Albus and Scorpius (LOVE HIM!), have emotional struggles of a type that don’t show up in the original series. I was lucky enough to win Hamilton lottery tickets pre-pandemic, after years of trying, and had just started focusing on entering the lottery for this – the production sounds amazing. When the Great White Way starts flowing again…
The Secret Garden – Frances Hodgson Burnett, 1910. Umpteenth time comfort re-read triggered by a bout of insomnia.
My Side of the Mountain – Jean Craighead George, 1959. Same, although I re-read it more as a kid when I wanted to live Sam Gribley’s life, and less since I got real access to nature and not just Central Park.
Nothing to See Here – Kevin Wilson, 2019. Second Monday book group selection, but I didn’t pull any quotes. Interviews with the author explaining his backstory, as well as the group discussion, helped me get more out of it than just an enjoyable-but-slight, slightly-fantastic novel (kids who catch on fire without hurting themselves – the descriptions of that were the best part), but the writing itself wasn’t very memorable on first read.
Folk of the Fringe – Orson Scott Card, 1985. Re-read subsequent to The Postman because of the “Pageant Wagon” section with its post-apocalyptic traveling theater troupe. My dad and I, both interested in religious movements (he because of being raised Exclusive Brethren, me being raised by him, both of us agnostic/atheist but fascinated by why people believe things) talked off and on about going to the (free! but in the middle of nowhere!) LDS Hill Cumorah pageant. I had forgotten than Card wrote the current script. I just now found out that I missed my last chance and it’s canceled for good. There are only bootleg clips on Youtube. Darn it!
The Overstory – Richard Powers, 2018 – quotes pulled, tbd
Captain Harlock The Classic Collection 1 – Leiji Matsumoto, 2018 English translation (originally released in Japan in 1977). Tried the original this time – good but still can’t recapture being 14 and watching Albator on French TV. But I did/do love the crazy over-the-top capsule description: “A boy’s eyes burn with hopes for the future. /The eyes of a young man recall struggles in which he staked his life. It is the way of a man’s life to grow old without regret… / This is the story of men who sought adventure and romance in the vast ocean called the universe!!”
The Iliad – Homer (8th century BC), tr. Robert Fagles (1998) – quotes pulled, tbd
Normal People – Sally Rooney, 2018 – quotes pulled, tbd
War Day (1984) and Nature’s End (1986) – Whitley Strieber and James W. Kunetka. More in my post-apocalyptic re-read kick. The first one was really quite good and atmospheric, but the second suffers in comparison because they cram so many plots into it. It’s not just the earth after pollution (there’s some climate change too but it doesn’t wreak much havoc), but there’s a mysterious Big Bad guru, anti-aging, savior AI, super-intelligent children… it’s a mess (that I still enjoy).
The Temple of Silence: Herbert Crowley, His Forgotten Works and Worlds – Justin Duerr, 2017. Impulse pick-up at the library of a hugely-oversized (screw legs on it and it could be the coffee-table), lavishly-illustrated investigation of the creator of The Wigglemuch (forgotten comic strip, not great IMO) and some fascinating decorative art.
Straight – Dick Francis, 1989. Francis used to be one of my favorite authors, but I’ve cooled on him with age. This one didn’t sound familiar, but I do think I read it once long ago (many I’ve read multiple times). I did enjoy the protagonist inheriting his brother’s jewelry business and figuring out how to keep it going; Francis’ expansion into milieus unrelated to horses kept my interest in his books going, plus I’m a sucker for getting-good-at-work plots.
Braiding Sweetgrass: Indigenous Wisdom, Scientific Knowledge, and the Teachings of Plants – Robin Wall Kimmerer, 2013. Quotes pulled, TBD, but just in case I don’t get there: I have to say this is one of the best books I’ve read in the past few years – maybe the past decade – and I can’t recommend it highly enough. I’m re-reading it for a different book group now and bought my own copy because I love it that much. It has changed multiple aspects of the way I see and think about the world.
Lost Horizon – James Hilton, 1933. I’ve read this several times before and enjoyed it again despite the racism and misogyny. I probably first encountered it through watching the movie on TV with my family, and then I went on a James Hilton deep dive in the 80’s or 90’s. LH reminds me of other “secret advanced community” stories that I knew first, like Heinlein’s “Lost Legacy.”
The Forgotten Door – Alexander Key, 1965. Slight but cool children’s book by the author of Escape to Witch Mountain, with a very similar storyline.
The Overdue Life of Amy Byler – Kelly Harms, 2019. Ehhh…. it featured a librarian so I wanted to like it. I don’t read a lot of contemporary light fiction but I think it was well-done for that genre? It was just trying so hard to be funny and “relatable” that it ended up exhausting.
Dead Souls – Nikolai Gogol, 1842 – quotes pulled, TBD
How the Irish Became White – Noel Ignatiev, 1995 – quotes pulled, TBD
All 7 in the Harry Potter series – J.K. Rowling, 1997 – 2007. I had surgery in December and, as planned, I re-read the HP books during my recovery. I was last seriously incapacitated (by flu) in the early oughts and re-read all the ones that had been published by then; it’s a very fond memory and I looked forward to the revisit. Rowling’s TERFishness now taints her, but my purchases are in the distant past and I still love the work. Recovery led to lots more re-reads!
Kavik, the Wolfdog – Walt Morey, 1968. A favorite from childhood that still holds up, despite being a straight lift from the original:
Lassie Come-Home – Eric Knight, 1940. Holds up even better! I love the characters we meet in passing, especially Rowlie the traveling potter.
The Postman – David Brin, 1985. A favorite post-apocalyptic novel that led me back to others. The P-A traveling theater troupe is such a trope (hah) that I wonder where it came from. It’s also in Folk of the Fringe, Station Eleven, and the play Mr. Burns – those come to mind but I’m sure there are others.
A Christmas Carol – Charles Dickens, 1843. For the umpteenth time, after watching A Muppet Christmas Carol (delightfully ridiculous).
Anna Karenina – Leo Tolstoy (tr. Pevear & Volokhonsky), 1878 (2000). I just read the Garnett translation for a different book club in April; this was a slow read with an Amherst College group, 50 pages a week starting in August. I haven’t even gotten to the previous quotes but I marked new ones – it will be interesting to see how much they overlap. I’ll probably do just one post for both but haven’t decided yet.
The Deadly Isles – Jack Vance, 1969. Vance is one of my favorite SF/fantasy writers, and I mostly enjoy his mysteries. I hadn’t read this one before; not his best but it’s interesting how the flavor of the characters is consistent. I felt the lack of his brilliant imagination of alternate cultures and environments…
Trullion: Alastor 2262 – Jack Vance, 1973 …so I jumped to this set of three (each title is taken from a planet in the Alastor star cluster), among my favorites of his SF/fantasy works. The first is set on a watery world and introduces the game of hussade, which apparently was imported into the Star Trek expanded universe???
Marune: Alastor 933 – Jack Vance, 1975. This one has stuck in my mind since I first read it decades ago. On this planet the profusion of moons means there’s seldom darkness, and the Rhune culture has developed rituals around the type of light each combination sheds. They find the act of eating in public shameful – one character says of the typical non-Rhune: “Without shame he displays his victual, salivates, wads it into his orifice, grinds it with his teeth, massages it with his tongue, impels the pulp along his intestinal tract.” The plot of each of these novels is a not-terrible whodunit, but it’s the atmosphere I love. Jonathan says he remembers public eating as taboo from Isaac Asimov’s The Naked Sun (1957) – if I didn’t hate Asimov so much I would read it to confirm. It’s also in Bunuel’s Phantom of Liberty (1974), which I haven’t seen, but it made such an impression on my parents that they mentioned it several times.
Year in review: 39,688 pages over 115 books, a few more books but many more pages than last year because there were a bunch of doorstoppers. Most popular: Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone, over 9 million other readers (!); least, “Un Autre Monde” (J.-H. Rosny aîné), 4 other people.