Friday, February 27, 2009

The downward spiral

Dangerous Laughter: Thirteen Stories
Steven Millhauser

My reading resolution has stalled.

I've been in a reading funk lately, unable to read more than a few pages at a time. The book that marked the beginning of my downward spiral? Dangerous Laughter.

Steven Millhauser's Dangerous Laughter has been described as one of the best books of 2008. Unfortunately, I couldn't agree. I had to force myself to finish the majority of the stories in this collection: the stories were boring, the writing so-so. Many pieces were clunkily "profound."

I'd recount with more specifics, but I can't even be moved to do that. I'm so disappointed; I waited so eagerly for this to come out in paperback, and reading it has been such a major let-down. I'm bummed.

In a nutshell: Seemed kinda flat and lifeless to me. I expected so much more based on all I'd heard.

Bibliolatry Scale: 2 out of 6 stars


Thursday, February 26, 2009

Review, Interview, Giveaway -- Oh My!

Aberrations
Penelope Przekop

Today I'm happy to feature Penelope Przekop's Aberrations as the latest title on my reading resolution. Not only am I happy to report that I thoroughly enjoyed Przekop's novel, but I also had the opportunity to interview her about both her book and her writing process.

That's not the best part, however!

I'm also proud to host a giveaway of Aberrations -- and trust me, this book is one you'll want to read. For details about entering to win a copy, read to the bottom of this post. But first, my review.

THE REVIEW

Angel doesn't have your normal, run-of-the-mill problems. She's never filled the void created by her mother's death, her father is untrustworthy, and she's screwing a married man. But that's not the worst of it all -- she's a narcoleptic to boot. When her father decides to move on (and move in) with his girlfriend, Carla, Angel doesn't handle it well. It soon becomes clear that her father is hiding a secret about Angel's past, and she's determined to discover the truth at any cost.

The above synopsis might make Aberrations sound like a superficial mystery -- but that couldn't be farther from the truth. Przekop delves into the nature of aberrations, the good and the bad. One's aberrations, like anything in life, can be viewed positively or negatively; it's our perception of our differences that truly matter. Do they define us, limit us, constrain us? Or do they add spice, becoming a venue for thought, discussion, and growth?

Angel's journey is one we all share, even if we don't share her narcolepsy. At the novel's beginning, Angel is defined by her narcolepsy and lets it control her life. By the end of the novel, Angel has learned some profound lessons and has come to view narcolepsy as only one small piece of her pie.

Overall, Aberrations is a thought-provoking, well-written novel that was a joy to read. Przekop reminds us to celebrate our differences and learn from our own personal aberration.

In a nutshell: Fast-paced and profound, Aberrations reminds us to celebrate what makes us individuals and grow in the process.

Bibliolatry Scale: 5 out of 6 stars

THE INTERVIEW

What sparked your interest in aberrations as a theme? Of all the hundreds of "aberrations" in the world, what made you focus on narcolepsy for your main character?

The theme emerged based on my initial interest in writing about narcolepsy, as well as some of my own aberrations. I have a degree in Biology, and after learning about it, had always found narcolepsy fascinating from a biological perspective. I recognized that it was usually made fun of in movies and television, and that it had not been fully addressed in the literature. I also thought it could serve as a metaphor for how we can all be susceptible or guilty of sleeping through our lives at times. And it’s an aberration that isn’t easily hidden. It provided a perfect avenue to show Angel’s loneliness and seclusion.

Do you think a happy life is the result of ignoring or embracing one's aberrations? How can our own aberration(s) become a vehicle for happiness, in your opinion?

Well, I don’t want to sound like Dr. Phil or Tony Robbins ... but I don’t think it’s wise to ignore our aberrations. I do believe that embracing one’s aberrations whether emotional, physical, or situational is a good first step to figuring out what to do about them. What you choose to do, feel, say, and think about them makes all the difference. My belief has always been that no matter how bad something is, if we choose to think positive— positive outcomes will result. In a way, it’s a “Captain Obvious” concept, but one that alarming numbers of individuals can’t seem to put into practice. I’m not saying it’s easy. It’s hard as hell sometimes, but choosing the alternative feels like giving up.

Why did you choose Darwin as Angel's study of interest? How does his evolution complement Angel's?

I actually wrote a graduate term paper on Charles Darwin for my History of Science course in college. I was fascinated with his story of holding back what he knew or believed for the sake of his family and society. As I developed the novel, it seemed to fit on multiple levels. Angel is evolving, as are the other characters. Her father is holding back and suffering, and while we come to understand why, we also struggle with his decision to do so, and how in part that decision is based on fear. Darwin’s evolution complements that of Angel’s father although she’s also evolving. What she learns about Darwin gives her an avenue to discuss and confront her feelings about her father.

Carla believes that Angel needs "to relearn her ABCs." How can one apply this idea to her own life?

At the beginning of the book, Carla believes, like Kimmy, that life is supposed be a certain way, and that anything that doesn’t follow that path is a deviation from the norm. However, neither of these characters is enjoying the ABC reality they feel so strongly about. Throughout the story, Carla learns that life can’t occur in ABC order, and that it’s okay. This slow and subtle realization begins to soften her and enables her to bond with Angel in a way that doesn’t seem possible at the onset.

Can you discuss your writing process? Do you compose with a pen and paper, or on a computer? Do you use dictation? How do you edit, by hand or as you type?

I write using a combination of pen and paper, and computer. I do edit a lot by hand however. Ultimately, I have to read what I’ve written on a printed piece of paper. I read out loud a lot because I need to listen to the flow and music of the words. I’ve come to appreciate how much creative writing is a combination of left and right brain thinking. There is the imagination, emotional investment, and the beauty of words, but there must also be planning, order, and strategy. I plan out as much as I can before I begin writing a novel (I’m on my third now). I’m a bit methodical initially. Then I put apply my right brain to the left brain plan. I wrote a blog entry about using both sides of the brain for creative endeavors. If interested, you can read it here.

Is there a particular time of day during which you're more productive? Are certain times of day better for certain writing tasks, such as composing or editing?

For years, I only wrote at lunch time and at night. I had so little time to write that I learned to write almost anywhere that I could find 15 free minutes. Now I’m able to write more throughout the day. I haven’t established a solid routine yet because I happen to be traveling quite a bit these days. I set creative goals for the week, and then map out when I will work on what. I paint as well so I factor in time for that. I’ve done a lot of writing on airplanes and in hotel rooms lately.

Do you have any writing rituals? Candles? Food and drink? Music?

I don’t have anything that I’d call a ritual but I do always listen to music when I write.

Do you ever find yourself faced with writer's block? If so, what techniques do you find most helpful in overcoming it?

If I have a plan to write (which I always do), I usually do it even if I don’t feel like it. I’ll just write whatever comes to mind even if it’s horrible— just to keep moving forward. I’ve learned over time, that once I have something on paper, I can always make it better. When I’m not in the best writing mood, I just accept it and forge ahead. It used to bother me, because I’d read what I wrote, and get into an “I stink” funk, but now I have more confidence in myself and my ability to eventually get it right. I coach myself through the “off” times. Sometimes I’m so “on” that I have to jump out of bed to go write, or pull off the side of the road to write things down. I’m lucky I haven’t had a car accident over the years. Those are the times when I can usually fix all the crappy stuff I wrote the day before. So my advice is that if you feel blocked just write stuff, even if you know it’s bad. The other thing that works for me is that I often write dialogue when I’m in a “non-writing” mood. That’s the part that comes easiest for me so I focus there.

Which author has most influenced your writing? What book has?

This is a tough question to answer. The authors who have most influenced my writing overall are Dostoevsky for his ability to illuminate the human condition, Ayn Rand for her ability to make a novel stand for something beyond the story, and James Michener for his ability to create a believable world inside a book. These are writers I read when I was younger. Some of my more recent influences are Philip Roth, Junot Diaz, and Albert Camus.

If I had to choose one book, it would be Crime and Punishment. I’ve always been an avid reader, and have wanted to write, but when I read Crime and Punishment in college, something in me absolutely knew that I not only wanted to write, but that I wanted to say something honest, powerful, and timeless. I wanted to find my own way to do that. For some reason I knew that going the English Degree way wasn’t going to get me there so I kept studying Biology. But I knew I would be a writer ... someday ... At the time, I didn’t know what I would have to say yet but I knew it was brewing. It’s still brewing and I’m still working on it. I don’t feel that I’ve arrived yet.

As a reader, what annoys you the most? What annoys you the most as a writer?

As a reader, I think superficial books annoy me the most. Of course, I love to be entertained but I only have so much time on this Earth, and when I spend hours reading a book, I want to learn something from it. As a writer, I get annoyed and frustrated that the time I have to write is limited. It’s not so much how many hours in the day I have, but rather how many years I have left. I’ve been writing for a long time but it’s been slow because I’ve had to deal with other priorities. I’m not bitter about that but I fear that I need more brewing time, and that I may not meet my writing goals in what happens to be my lifetime. I realize that it may sound a little morbid, but that thought is a strong drive for me, especially now that I’ve hit middle age. You start to realize that you have less and less time to waste.

If forced to choose, which three books -- excluding your own -- would you want to have with you on a deserted island?

Assuming that I have to take three novels, I’d choose Crime and Punishment, The Scarlet Letter, and The Fountainhead.

What is the best advice you can offer to aspiring writers?

Don’t give up if it’s what you really want. Reality Check: If there’s something else you want just as much, focus on that instead because becoming a successful writer is a long road that may never end. But if you’re in it for the long haul, be more methodical. Set short term goals and stick to them. Before you know it you’ll have met your long term goals. Also read as much as you can! Don’t copy anyone else’s style or voice. Listen to your words; use your ears more when writing.

Besides reading and writing, what are some of your favorite hobbies?

I love to paint. It’s my fairly new hobby for me but I’m extremely serious about it. I also love to go camping. We go a few times a year. We’re not hard-core campers; we have a fridge in our trailer. I love movies, and can’t see enough of them. I’ve thinking about taking a stab at adapting Aberrations or my other novel for the big screen. I may tackle that after I finish the novel I’m currently working on.

Finally, do you have any future projects planned? Anything for us to anticipate?

Yes, I have four projects that are currently being handled by my agent. One is another novel called Boundaries. The other two are non-fiction projects. One is called War & Peace: Tales from the Delivery Room, and the other is called Aberration Nation: What to Read When Life Sucks. It’s based on my blog, Aberration Nation. I’m also half way through a third novel called Centerpieces. I’ll also be completely overhauling my web site and blog over the next couple of months, and am quite excited about that. I’m fairly diverse in my creative endeavors, which I hope will work for me, and keep people interested in what I have to say. So as you can see, I have several irons in the fire. I made a commitment last year to downgrade my career in the pharmaceutical industry so that I can focus more heavily on my creative endeavors. Hopefully I can make a bigger splash over the next couple of years. I’ll never give up!


Thanks, Penelope, for an awesome interview. And may I just say that I'm quite chagrined by the four -- FOUR -- major projects you have underway. I'm still slogging through the same book from a few weeks ago. Ugh.

Anyway, on to the *really* good stuff -- it's time to give away a copy of
Aberrations!

THE GIVEAWAY

What to win a copy of Aberrations? Silly question, I know -- of course you do. The winner will be chosen at random; to enter, read on:

- to enter once, simply leave a comment in this post
- to enter again, post about my giveaway on your blog (just be sure to return and leave a link in the comments!)

The giveaway ends Friday, March 13th (cue the ominous music). The winner will be announced via a post on this site, so be sure to check back or else subscribe to my feed so you don't miss it.

Best of luck to you!



Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Perfect pacing and polished prose

20th Century Ghosts
Joe Hill

I'm officially a fan of Joe Hill. His Heart-Shaped Box wasn't perfect, but it was thrilling and well-written. His collection of short stories, 20th Century Ghosts is even better and lacks the major weakness I found in his novel. In fact, the dragging pace that plagues some parts of his novel is not an issue in his short fiction. 20th Century Ghosts was a great addition to my reading resolution.

The stories in this collection all involve the supernatural in some way. (Don't be fooled by the title, however: ghosts do not often appear in these stories.) While I enjoyed mostly all of the stories, the ones that still stand out in my mind involve a kidnapped boy and a ghostly phone connection; a boy and his odd, inflatable bestfriend; and the final story, about a young boy who really loves playing with cardboard boxes. I didn't find every story perfect, but this collection was ultimately satisfying and thrilling overall.

I'm not sure when Hill's next work will appear, but I'm eagerly anticipating to see what he'll do next. Between his writing chops and his flair for storytelling, Hill will undoubtedly enjoy as prolific a career as his father. Knock on wood, and all that.

In a nutshell: Thrilling and fun, 20th Century Ghosts offers both pathos and chills.

Bibliolatry Scale: 5 out of 6 stars



Monday, February 23, 2009

I want to run away for a year, too!

Eat, Pray, Love: One Woman's Search for Everything Across Italy, India and Indonesia
Elizabeth Gilbert

So I finally rode the Eat, Pray, Love train, even though this book isn't exactly new and exciting to most people. I feared the hype machine would trick me into reading yet another turd, but I was pleasantly surprised. The latest stop on my reading resolution tour wasn't perfect, but it was a fast, engaging piece that -- for the most part -- lived up to its hype.

Eat, Pray, Love is a memoir that recounts one woman's quest for fulfillment. Elizabeth Gilbert's life falls apart when she realizes that her marriage is over. After a bitter divorce, Gilbert leaves the US to find herself. She spends a year abroad and travels to three different areas to learn three different lessons. She travels to Italy to embrace physical pleasures and lots of pasta. From there, she travels to India to embrace spiritual fulfillment in an ashram. Finally, she travels to Indonesia to achieve balance between the worlds of the physical and the spiritual.

I enjoyed Gilbert's style, and found her writing to be conversational and enjoyable. Part of me felt more than a little bitter at her ability to just "run away" for a year and live totally free of any "real life" issues. (And I'm not saying that her journey was problem-free -- of course that isn't the case, but you get my point.) I also balked at the ending, which was just oh-so-perfect and not entirely believable. I'm sure her reality wasn't as neat and tidy, but it did come across that way.

In a nutshell: Eat, Pray, Love didn't rock my world, but it was enjoyable enough. Some parts were less believable than others, but overall the experience was a good one.

Bibliolatry Scale: 4 out of 6 stars


Sunday, February 22, 2009

Sunday Sonnet

50 (from the Growth of Love sequence)
by Robert Bridges


THE world comes not to an end: her city-hives
Swarm with the tokens of a changeless trade,
With rolling wheel, driver and flagging jade,
Rich men and beggars, children, priests and wives.
New homes on old are set, as lives on lives;
Invention with invention overlaid:
But still or tool or toy or book or blade
Shaped for the hand, that holds and toils and strives.

The men to-day toil as their fathers taught,
With little better'd means; for works depend
On works and overlap, and thought on thought:
And thro' all change the smiles of hope amend
The weariest face, the same love changed in nought:
In this thing too the world comes not to an end.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Wilkie Collins never disappoints

The Moonstone
Wilkie Collins

Damn you, February, for being so short!! I can tell already that I won't meet January's numbers for my reading resolution. That's okay, because I packed in a whopper like The Moonstone, by Wilkie Collins.

I wanted to read The Moonstone ever since my encounter with The Woman in White, which amazed and enraptured me. The Moonstone was almost equally compelling, although I must admit Woman's shoes are rather hard to fill.

The Moonstone follows the disappearance of a rather large diamond that had been taken by the British during their colonization of India. The diamond is taken to England, where it is hidden to avoid the curse that is said to befall those who have taken it unlawfully. Years later, the diamond is bequeathed to a young lady on her birthday. She doesn't have long to enjoy it, however -- she awakens the next morning only to find it stolen!

What ensues is the most entertaining investigation I've encountered in a long time. It's not all mystery, though -- a good love story is also thrown in for good measure, and the cast of characters feature some of the most memorable individuals I've encountered in awhile (I had to remind myself that they were only fictional). As for the whodunit, the suspects and motives are many, and Collins does an excellent job of maintaining pace and suspense while avoiding the expected. At times I thought certain elements became a little too far-fetched, but I was having too much of a good time to really care.

In a nutshell: Not as good as The Woman in White (although, to be fair, I didn't expect it to be), The Moonstone was great fun.

Bibliolatry Scale: 5 out of 6 stars




Monday, February 16, 2009

The Dance of the Stick FTW!

Right Livelihoods: Three Novellas
Rick Moody

I've hit a wall recently, but, to quote Ms. Dion, my heart will go on. I can do this. My reading resolution will be fulfilled.

Thankfully, having a review for Pajiba was a nice kick in the ass. This month, I've reviewed Rick Moody's Right Livelihoods. This collection of three novellas was my introduction to this author, and, even though I wasn't wowed by Right Livelihoods, I plan on reading more Moody...after the completion of my resolution, of course.

To read my review, click here.

In a nutshell: Entertaining, but not entirely satisfying.

Bibliolatry Scale: 3.5 out of 6 stars


Sunday, February 15, 2009

Sunday Sonnet

XLIII
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning


How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,--I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!--and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

Monday, February 09, 2009

A depressing assemblage of pop culture influences

JPod
Douglas Coupland

Once upon a time, I worked in an office. It was monotonous, soul-deadening, and utterly horrifying in thousands of minute little ways. It shouldn't come as a surprise, then, that the latest title in my reading resolution, one that revolves around the inner-workings of a group of coworkers, didn't quite tickle my fancy. Plus, JPod didn't quite live up to the hype.

JPod follows this guy Ethan, who designs video games for a living. Sounds cool, right? Sure, except that, like so many cool-sounding jobs, it actually sucks balls. The executives make stupid decisions, and designers like Ethan must carry out ridiculous orders while trying to believe their artistic backgrounds are being put to good use. Sure they are. Keep thinking that.

Meanwhile, Ethan's personal life isn't going too well, either. His mom, Insane Person Number One, is growing Mary Jane in her basement and killing bikers. His dad, Insane Person Number Two, is trying to break into the acting world despite lacking any discernible talent. His brother (who isn't in it enough to be truly crazy) causes him to become wrapped-up in a people-smuggling ring, forcing Ethan to deal with Insane Person Number Three. Clearly, madness and hilarity will ensue. Unfortunately, I was all kind of bored by it all.

Most of the characters in the book are way-laid by insane amounts of pop culture trivia, references to which abound in the novel. At times such references were enjoyable; at others, they felt forced. At times, the text would be interrupted by long lists of information; depending on the situation, these lists could be names, numbers, ads -- you get the point. And, after the first list I encountered, so did I. Such interruptions were always annoying and tedious.

As the novel progressed, I came to care less about Ethan and his existential plight and just wished he'd go back to The Simpsons and shut the ef up. Life sucks, work sucks, man up and move on.

In a nutshell: The plot dragged, the characters bored me, and the ending was weak. But another title's down, so woot woot.

Bibliolatry Scale: 2 out of 6 stars



Sunday, February 08, 2009

Sunday Sonnet

IN VIA EST CISTERNA
by Mark Jarman


All she remembers from her Latin class
Is a phrase she echoes for her granddaughter.
Lately I hear in everything she says
A depth that she covers up with laughter.
In the road is a well. But in her mind
It fills with blanks, like a shaft of sand and pebbles.
A well is in the road. It is profound,
I'm sure, it is a phrase with many levels.
And then, I see one: the woman with five husbands
Met Jesus there. But my mother had only one --
Unless now having lost him she understands
That he was never who she thought, but someone
Who was different men with different women through the years.
In the road is a well. It fills with tears.





Sonnet courtesy of The Penguin Book of the Sonnet: 500 Years of a Classic Tradition in English and originally appeared in Jarman's Unholy Sonnets

Wednesday, February 04, 2009

The dead know nothing

What the Dead Know
Laura Lippman

It seems as though What the Dead Know took me FOREVER to read. I started it in October (I think), but finished the majority of the novel last week. As such, it counts as another title in my reading resolution, although I'm disappointed to report that reading this book wasn't as enjoyable as some other titles I've read so far in 2009.

What the Dead Know is a mystery thirty years in the making. When a woman involved in a car accident claims to be one of two young sisters who disappeared thirty years earlier, investigators return to the case that has stumped them for so long. Unfortunately, things don't add up. Why is this woman coming forward now? How can such a bizarre tale be true? Why does she refuse to aid the police in their investigation? She's hardly reliable, and yet it's clear she knows something.

I'd like to say that I enjoyed What the Dead Know more than I did, but, truth is, I found it pretty mediocre. I was able to predict certain truths, and the writing wasn't particularly scintillating. Furthermore, some parts dragged and I felt the novel could have been shortened substantially.

Unfortunately, my reaction to this book has left me feeling less than adequate, since I've read quite a few glowing reviews of What the Dead Know. What's wrong with me that I didn't enjoy it more? Oh well. No time to ponder such profundities -- I've got more books to read.

In a nutshell: Yawn.

Bibliolatry Scale: 2 out of 6 stars




Tuesday, February 03, 2009

Only read 75% of this book

The Abortionist's Daughter
Elisabeth Hyde

The Abortionist's Daughter is, if nothing else, a fast-paced, engaging novel. That's not to say it's earth-shattering, or profound, or even particularly THAT GOOD (the end ruined it for me), but I have to say I was pleasantly surprised by this latest notch on my reading resolution belt.

Overall, I was pretty impressed by Hyde's handling of such a controversial topic: the plot was balanced, favoring neither side of the abortion debate and in so doing avoided feeling preachy or cliched. The novel opens as a prominent doctor is found murdered in her own home. As the Director of the Center for Reproductive Choice, Diana knows that more than a few people wouldn't mind seeing her dead. Unfortunately, solving the crime won't be that easy, as Diana has a few personal enemies as well. So whodunit? A stranger? Her husband? Daughter? The pro-lifers?

The Abortionist's Daughter follow the trajectories of several characters in the wake of the murder. Among them is Frank, Diana's husband, and Megan, Diana's troubled daughter. While Diana's character is full and developed, other characters (especially that of Megan) do not receive such treatment. Megan is especially problematic, and as the novel progresses it becomes increasingly difficult to find her actions credible.

This point is what ultimately "undoes" The Abortionist's Daughter, in my opinion. Things were motoring along perfectly until the final third of the book, when two characters begin to behave in utterly incomprehensible ways. Unfortunately this is also the exact point in the book in which all suspense is lost, as it has become pretty clear who's committed the crime. Didn't make for a compelling (or believable) ending to the novel.

In a nutshell: Fast, but forgettable...and wtf at that ending? Whatever, I'm over it.

Bibliolatry Scale: 3 out of 6 stars



Just for the record, I vote shark

Bear v. Shark
Chris Bachelder

Reading Bear v. Shark, the latest title in my reading resolution, was quite an interesting experience. I started by hating the novel, then began to respect it, and finally finished by, if not loving it, then at least really enjoying it. My hat's off to ye, Mr. Bachelder.

In Bear v. Shark, Bachelder presents a nightmare that is frighteningly alien and simultaneously all too familiar. Because I'm short on time (and about 10 reviews behind), please allow Amazon to provide the summary. Please don't hate me.

Reading like Don DeLillo on acid, Bachelder's brilliant, bizarre debut is a futuristic one-joke novel about a whimsical confrontation between two unlikely predators. The premise is simple: "Bear v. Shark" is a monster pay-per-view event staged in Las Vegas in which a bear and a shark fight it out in a tank of water deep enough for the shark to maneuver efficiently, but shallow enough to give the bear an even chance to hold its own. Most of the novel consists of Bachelder examining the event via an acidic, over-the-top running commentary and skewering American culture and the consumer-driven media overload that dominates modern life. The plot, such as it is, covers the cross-country journey of the Normans, a numbed-out, statistically average family who acquire tickets to the show when one of the two sons wins a promotional essay contest about the significance of the event.


The chapters are short, some less than a page, and many chapters feature snippets of commercials, websites, talk-show programs, etc, instead of actually furthering the plot. At times such chapters felt a little gimmicky, especially at the beginning, but as the novel progressed, I came to enjoy the diversions and relished the satire.

Unfortunately I'm prevented from writing a better write-up of Bear v. Shark because too much time has passed since my reading of the book. However, it speaks well for the book that my admiration for it hasn't diminished since I've finished it, as has happened with some other books I've read. So please excuse the shitty review, but believe me when I say that Bear v. Shark was worth the read.

In a nutshell: Ultimately, Bear v. Shark was a fast read that was far from perfect, but that provided some snarky good fun. My money's on the shark, by the way, although something tells me that to make such a wager is to miss the point. Oh well. Sharks for the win.

Bibliolatry Scale: 4 out of 6 stars



Monday, February 02, 2009

Reading Resolution: January Update

Well folks, Month the First of my 2009 Reading Resolution has ended. I've exceeded my expectations and have read more than I thought possible.

Before I get to the recap, I must first address a nagging detail that has been bothering me the past few weeks. Attentive readers will have noticed the total number of books to be read for my resolution slowly inching higher. Most new additions are sneaky little buggers that escaped my initial sweep of my shelves, so wily were they hidden. Admittedly, two are new additions: one was a purchase I promised myself as soon as it came out in paperback, and another was a prize. So, if you've noticed my goal has increased recently (I've added about 10 titles in all), then you aren't going crazy. I've got crazy covered just fine, thank you.

And now, without further ado, my tally for January. Not all titles have been reviewed yet -- for the time being, reading trumps almost all other activities. Links, when present, go to my posts.

Titles read in January 2009:

Adams, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
Bachelder, Bear v. Shark
Coupland, JPod
Davidson, The Gargoyle
Diaz, The Brief Wonderous Life of Oscar Wao
Gottlieb, Now You See Him
Hyde, The Abortionist's Daughter
Lippman, What the Dead Know
McEwan, On Chesil Beach
Thomas, The End of Mr. Y
Tinti, The Good Thief


CURRENT PROGRESS: 11/88



Sunday, February 01, 2009

Sunday Sonnet

WORK WITHOUT HOPE
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge


All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair--
The bees are stirring--birds are on the wing--
And Winter slumbering in the open air,
Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring!
And I the while, the sole unbusy thing,
Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build, nor sing.
Yet, well I ken the banks where amaranths blow,
Have traced the fount whence streams of nectar flow.
Bloom, O ye amaranths! bloom for whom ye may,
For me ye bloom not! Glide, rich streams, away!
With lips unbrightened, wreathless brow, I stroll:
And would you learn the spells that drowse my soul?
Work without Hope draws nectar in a sieve,
And hope without an object cannot live.