Sunday, January 20, 2019

January Reading -- New Formats for Recording and Reporting

Okay, so far I'm liking the greater immediacy and ease of posting the books I'm reading on Instagram. I don't feel as compelled (or constrained!) to wait until I've got a few decently structured paragraphs as I tend to do in this blog format. This means less guilt or sense of unmet obligation, which is good from my perspective at least.

I do miss the conversations we've had here -- I hope some might develop on Instagram, but I think that the blog might be a cosier place to nourish and sustain those, so I'm going to try to keep this space working although I may tend to fill it with photos and/or point you over to photos I've already posted on Instagram. I hope I'll find a workable balance/solution gradually, and I also hope you will hang in there while I do.

Besides trying out the new Instagram account (devoted just to my reading), I'm also experimenting with keeping a little notebook of books read, sometimes jotting down a few thoughts, mostly to jog my memory about what I've read. I'm going to share these pages with you from time to time via photos. Right now, I think I won't offer transcriptions of my handwritten text -- that would defeat my purpose which is to spend a bit less time keyboarding and online. But I will be happy to "translate" particular passages or words you can't make out. . .

So without further ado. . .
The notebook pages for books I've read so far this year. . .
 Note that I said I few more words about Dissolution here and here
 and about Transcription here and here and here (If you've been following my reading account on Instagram, you'll already have seen these. . .


You know I love to hear from you, whether in the Comments here or over on Instagram. I'm curious to know if you've read any of these books -- and if so, how do our responses compare? what did you like that I didn't and vice versa? -- but also always curious about what you're reading. I think that the latter, especially, makes the conversations here a good resource for the readers who visit from time to time. Over to you. . .

Wednesday, January 2, 2019

2018 Reading List

Ta-Da! Only the 2nd of the year, and I've published my 2018 Reading List! Not only is that a record for promptness, but I think this is my longest list yet -- and includes the most entries for which I've only managed to say a few words here rather than more extended commentary in a separate post. About twenty of those entries were written in the last few days, and the haste is manifest, I'm afraid, but at least you can glean some new possible titles here, and it's pretty clear whether I recommend or not. Plus, as usual, I hope that the list overall and the individual entries might spark a conversation -- and that you might share your own recommendations from your last year's reading.

A note before you read through the list -- I've decided on a different approach for sharing my reading on social media in 2019. I'm going to keep this blog open, but I'm going to post my reading on Instagram as I read each book -- either through a photo of the cover or screen-shots of favourite passages or a photo of a handwritten entry in my daily journal. I'll try to say a few words on that Instagram post, and if I can manage it, I hope occasionally to write longer posts here when the book warrants--or demands--it.

And because not all of you are on Instagram, nor want to add another social media platform to your life, I'll add the links here as regularly as I can manage--at the very least, I'm hoping to post a monthly round-up of my reading -- and I think I'm going to try doing that on my main blog as well.  Not sure how these changes will work, but I need to streamline my social media efforts, and I really do not want to lose this community -- you've all come to mean so much to me and although our conversations are not frequent, they've contributed considerably to my reading life. So thank you, truly, and I wish you a Very Happy 2019, Full of Books!

1. Sara Blaedel, Only One Life (trans. Erik J. Macki and Tara F. Chace
2. Jacqueline Park, The Secret Book of Grazia dei Rossi
3. Elly Griffiths, The House at Sea's End
4. Aurélie Valognes, Mémé dans les Orties
5. Donato Carrisi, The Whisperer (trans. Shaun Whiteside)
6. Jess Walter, Beautiful Ruins
7. Isabel Vincent, Dinner with Edward Oh, why did I never manage to say a few words about this sweet, sweet memoir. It's a delightful book about an unexpected friendship that develops between a recently widowed octogenarian and a 40-something reporter whose marriage is dissolving. The friendship is nurtured over dinners prepared by the widower--who is committed to sharing with the journalist what he knows about love and life, as learned in his long and passionate marriage. That he does this through food -- he's a culinary master, never following a recipe but nonetheless precise and clear such that Vincent is able to capture recipes for us and offer them here -- Roast Chicken and Vegetables in a Bag, anyone? Mmmm. . .
8. Peter Robinson, Sleeping in the Ground
9. Lee Child, The Midnight Line
10. Edward St. Aubyn, Never Mind
11. Edward St. Aubyn, Bad News
12. Celeste Ng, Little Fires Everywhere
13. Val McDermid, Insidious Intent
14. Edward St. Aubyn, Some Hope
15. Edward St. Aubyn, Mother's Milk
16. Peter May, Extraordinary People
17. George Saunders, Lincoln in the Bardo
18. Keigo Higashino, The Devotion of Suspect X (translator, Alexander O. Smith)
19. Ali Smith, Winter
20. Sara Baume, A Line Made by Walking
21. Gary Paul Nabhan, Songbirds, Truffles, and Wolves: An American Naturalist in Italy
22. Bernard McLaverty, A Midwinter Break
23. Thomas Perry, A String of Beads
24. Liane Moriarty, Truly Madly Guilty
25. Georges Simenon, Maigret et la Vielle Dame
26. Carol Matthews, Minerva's Owl: The Bereavement Phase of My Marriage
27. Elly Griffiths, A Room Full of Bones, I'm working my way through the very enjoyable Ruth Galloway series. . .
28. Edward St. Aubyn, At Last
29. Roz Chast, Can't We Talk About Something More Pleasant
30. Elizabeth George, The Punishment She Deserves
31. Leila Slimane, Chanson Douce
32. Michael Connelly, Two Kinds of Truth (a Harry Bosch mystery)
33. Susan Hill, From the Heart
34. Anna Quindlen, Miller's Valley
35. Danielle Postel-Vinay, Home Sweet Maison: The French Art of Making a Home
36. Andrew Battershill, Pillow
37. Elly Griffiths,  A Dying Fall
38. Edna O'Brien, The Little Red Chairs
39. Elly Griffiths, The Outcast Dead
40. Elizabeth Berg, Talk Before Sleep
41. Elly Griffiths, The Ghost Fields
42. Elly Griffiths, The Woman in Blue
43. Elly Griffiths, The Chalk Pit
44. Liam Callanan, Paris by the Book
45. Robin Wall Kimmerer, Braiding Sweetgrass: Indigenous Wisdom, Scientific (a few words here also)
46. Ann-Marie MacDonald, Adult Onset
47. Helene Hanff, 84 Charing Cross Road
48. Kate Harris, Lands of Lost Borders: Journey on the Silk Road
49. Yaa Gyasi, Homegoing
50. Ruth Ware, In a Dark, Dark Wood
51. Rebecca Scherm, Unbecoming
52. Ruth Ware, The Woman in Cabin 10
53. Jeffrey Deaver, The Cutting Edge If you don't like graphttp://materfamiliasknits.blogspot.com/2018/07/weekend-sketching.htmlhic violence in your mystery novels,  don't bother. And to be honest, there are always at least two twists too many in a Deaver novel, but I still pick up a new Lincoln Rhyme, despite my reservations. . .
54. Ursula LeGuin, No Time to Spare This book of essays is one I would have liked to linger over, but had to rush through before it was due back at the library. Before I did, I commented very briefly in my journal, as transcribed here.
55. Donna Leon, The Girl of His Dreams -- you'll note that besides catching up on Elly Griffiths' Ruth Galloway mysteries, I'm also working my way through Donna Leon's Venetian detective series with Commisario Brunetti.  . .
56. Elly Griffiths, Dark Angel
57. Ruth Ware, The Lying Game
58. Georges Simenon, L'Affaire Saint-Fiacre (a Commissaire Maigret novel)
59. Philippe Sands, East West Street: On the Origins of "Genocide" and "Crimes against Humanity"
60. Joanna Cannon, The Trouble with Goats and Sheep --a charming novel that combines the satisfactions of a social study, a novel of manners, really, with the intrigue of a mystery, and the added delight of a story that trods the ground between innocence and experience through the eyes of two just-pubescent young girls. Their friendship is delicate, based as it is on their shared exclusion or marginalisation from their supposed peers, and the bond is alternately strengthened and then challenged through their search to find out what happened to a woman missing from their neighbourhood. Suburban England is exposed in its hypocrisies and petty snobberies and surprising loyalties and its kindnesses and vulnerabilities in a very hot mid-1970s summer . .
61. Susie Steiner, Missing, Presumed
62. Sonia Choquette, Waking up in Paris: Overcoming Darkness in the City of Light
63. Susie Steiner, Persons Unknown
64. Ann Mah, The Lost Vintage
65. Guillaume Musso, Un Appartement à Paris -- As you might remember, reading French mystery novels is one of my favourite ways to practice my French, and this book is great fun. Set in the world of contemporary art that draws heavily from the street, it moves between Paris and New York when a misanthropic writer finds himself unwillingly interrupting his annual hunkering-down in Paris to track down the whereabouts of a missing painting. Pairing up -- again, unwillingly -- with another escapee from the New York scene, a woman with a painful past, with tender but tentative hopes for a future, he becomes caught up in a mystery with a horrible tragedy at its centre. The ending is surprising and rather satisfying, unless you lean heavily to the skeptic side of life. . . (My Instagram post featuring the book's striking cover)
66. Michael Ondaatje, Warlight -- Highly recommended, this beautifully lyrical novel is set in London in the strange ménage where two children have been left by their parents. They've been told a story about their parents' travels that they begin to suspect is untrue. Decades later, the now-adult son of those parents is trying to sort through layers of memories and of facts he's subsequently unearthed to understand his mother's role in the war. The pastoral England we associate with fairy tales, with Enid Blyton children's adventures, with Kenneth Grahame's Wind in the Willows, distorts itself weirdly to accommodate espionage and murder, the (Second World) war casting its light forward and backwards across lives. Elegiac thriller, then, but so much more. Ondaatje's focus on the orphaned or abandoned or exiled child continues here, complicated thoughtfully with a meditation on the demands of motherhood on women who may be pulled urgently in other directions.
67. Miriam Toews, Women Talking -- Marvellous book. Difficult subject -- rape and religion and patriarchy -- made possibly more difficult for being based on a case of mass/serial rape within a Mennonite community in Bolivia. Marvellous because Toews brings to the novel her own complicated relationship with a Mennonite community to give voice to the women left behind while the men in that Bolivian Mennonite community--both the accused and their peers-- are in the city dealing with the justice system. The women are using the three days they have free of surveillance to decide what to do, and the ensuing discussion is rich and humane and funny and wise. I don't know many other writers who can bring humour and sorrow and the bizarre/grotesque together as can Toews -- and beauty. Surprising beauty.
68. Patrick DeWitt, French Exit --  So very different from his The Sisters Brothers, which I loved (no, haven't seen the movie yet, not sure if I want to). Again, though, brilliantly individual, quirky characters and perhaps similarly in the strangely quixotic trajectory of a mother and son's move to Paris from New York via an Atlantic crossing. Unexpected plot twists, cleverly-paced revelations, Paris setting, and always DeWitt's fresh -- generally wry -- descriptions. If I weren't writing this on the last day of the year, with another 20+ titles to get through, I'd find a few to show you what I mean
69. C.S. Richardson, The End of the Alphabet -- as sweet and magical as you'd expect from the author of The Emperor of Paris (which, in fact, was written five years after Alphabet). A husband learns that he has about a month left to live and embarks, with his wife, on a pilgrimage, alphabetically following a lifetime's desires. . . .
70. Tom Rachman, The Italian Teacher Ah, the patriarchy. . . From a son's perspective, a son whose philandering artist father has always been loved and admired -- worshipped? -- from the distance of abandonment excepting those magical weeks spent with son and mother in Rome. As did his mother, the son abandons his own artistic potential in service of The Greater Artist his father supposedly is. The veil takes a shockingly long time to fall from his eyes, but there's an intriguing, and lovely, twist,  finally. And the novel also offers the treat of its various settings -- Rome and London prime among those.
71. Donna Leon, Drawing Conclusions 
72. Kamin Mohammadi, Bella Figura: How to Live, Love, and Eat the Italian Way
A very enjoyable memoir about a woman who retreats temporarily from a stressful life in London to a friend's unoccupied flat in Florence -- and is seduced into changing her life. Reminiscent, yes, of Eat, Pray, Love,  but more sustainable and more focused, more practical. There is a love story -- two, in fact. Wonderful food, lovingly described. A panoply of entertaining neighbourhood characters. And a recommendation or two -- can you believe I've been swallowing a teaspoon or two of olive oil daily since reading this? What? It's good for me! ;-)
73. Sara Midda, South of France: A Sketchbook -- Just charming. A classic, apparently, of a travel journal, which I'd missed. . .
74. Keigo Higashino, Salvation of a Saint --  As did Higashino's The Devotion of Suspect X, this mystery is elegant and complex and fascinating at every single turn. Highly recommend these Detective Galileo mysteries.
75. Guillaume Musso, Parce Que Je T'Aime Another Musso novel, this one has an intriguing twist at its heart -- actually, twist isn't quite adequate. The dénouement is, franchement, bouleversant.  It will absolutely upend you, and I'm not sure it's at all credible, but the ride was fun, and I practiced my French. . . .
76. Patrick Modiano, Pour Que Tu Ne Perds Pas Dans Le Quartier I practiced my French here as well, but this is a very different sort of novel. I said a few words about it in an Instagram post, where I commented on the austerity of the cover (typical of so many French books) and called it "seductive. . . Although in a muted and melancholy, elegiac and somewhat labyrinthine manner, as I've come to expect from the few other Modiano novels I've read."
77. Donna Leon, A Question of Belief
78. Francine Prose, Goldengrove -- Mentioned this on Instagram -- provocative and interesting response to Gerard Manley Hopkins' eponymous poem. Honestly, I wouldn't go out of my way to read this, nor buy a copy, but I was happy enough to spend time with it, borrowed from Vancouver Public Library.
79. Michael Robotham, The Suspect. I'm smitten by Joe O'Loughlin (a clinical--and sometimes forensic--psychologist contending with the limitations imposed by  Parkinson's) and will be working my way through this series with gratitude to Instagram's @a.conteuse for recommending it.
80. Frances Mayes, Women in Sunlight
So much fun, this story of three American women, who meet while considering the retirement communities deemed sensible by their families. Instead, the women jointly rent an Italian villa and commit to spending a year there together. Their story is told by an American poet who has lived in the adjoining rural Italian home for much of her adult life, and who tells it through the lens of the loss of a friend and erstwhile mentor, a rather severe older female writer. Again, a whiff of Eat, Pray, Love here, if in fictional form, but while the novel is light enough to qualify for beach (or fireside armchair) reading, it's very well written. As well, the many pertinent literary references and the meditations on art (writing, painting, architecture, horticulture, interior design--even cooking and winemaking) are worth lingering over and the exploration of possibilities for women over 55 inspiring, if daydreamingly (and ever so inescapably "white bourgeoisie") so. . .
81. Esi Edugyan, Washington Black You don't need me to tell you about this one -- winner of the Giller prize and shortlisted for the Booker, it's been reviewed everywhere and has landed on all the Top 10 Fiction lists that matter. An epic imagining of the life of a young slave who escapes likely execution on a Caribbean plantation by . . . . well, I won't tell you all that, but I will say that young Wash ends up in Canada and then in the Arctic, London, England, and even makes it to Morocco. . .And all the while, Edugyan not only exposes the human cost of slavery on its victims but she also explores the cost to those who benefit from it, even those who claim to favour Abolition.  Recommended without reservation, and pleased to have the world getting to know another great Canadian writer.
82. Andrew Sean Greer, Less I read this because of my friend Sue's review -- and I wasn't disappointed. Such a droll, clever novel. . .
83. Michael Connelly, Dark Sacred Night. I've long been a Harry Bosch fan, but the series has faltered the past five or so years (the Lincoln Lawyer never captured me either). The introduction, with this title, of Detective Renée Ballard, might be just what's needed as a foil to Bosch's chcaracter -- worked for me, at least. . .
84. Eden Robinson, Trickster Drift Robinson brings the young First Nations protagonist of Son of a Trickster to the city, where he's going to attend college, hoping to leave the supernatural behind him. . . But things quickly get complicated as he meets more of his extended family. A lively and engaging -- and funny! story, right up until the end, which I found less than satisfying. Still would recommend this, although I'd point you first to Monkey Beach, and then to Son of a Trickster. I'm hoping she has one more book in this Trickster series. . .
85. Donna Leon, Beastly Things 
86. Deborah Levy, Things I Don't Want to Know: A Living Autobiography Both volumes of this "living autobiography" (86 and 87 here) are good enough that I wish I owned copies rather than having borrowed them from the library. The texture of them makes me want to analyse how she manages so much space, lightness, air . . . there are such weighted, dense anecdotes that convey so much, but they're somehow suspended in a prose that's fairly spare. Or something. I obviously haven't figured it out yet. But she chooses the representative moments and images so well that she conveys significant stretches of a life in relatively few pages -- neither memoir is more than 200 pages, yet she covers (white) childhood in apartheid South Africa, exile/expat life, marriage, divorce, motherhood, bereavement. . . .
87. Deborah Levy, The Cost of Living: A Living Autobiography
88. Madeline Miller, Circe This is great fun, this imagined narration of her life story by one of the characters from the Odyssey, a daughter of Helios (the sun god) and Perse (a nymph).
89. Tana French, The Witch Elm -- I'm a big fan of Tana French's mysteries, especially those featuring the Dublin Murder Squad, so I had to read this one, despite the somewhat mixed reviews it's getting.  And I enjoyed it despite some impatience -- I think it could have been edited more severely for length and even perhaps for likelihood. Won't say more than that for fear of spoiling it, but I did, by the end, feel satisfied after some surprising (and almost credible) twists and turns.
90. Michael Robotham, Lost. My second Joe O'Louqhlin mystery -- and how interesting that Joe is brought in partway into the novel by the protagonist, a police detective suffering from amnesia after sustaining serious injuries and nearly drowning. More interesting is that this detective is one who harassed O'Loughlin as a potential suspect in the first book of the series (aptly named Suspect). I'm so delighted to have discovered this series -- highly recommended.
91. Lee Child, Past Tense. Yes, I am piling up the mysteries at year end. Obviously some cocooning going on (and why cocooning should involve murder mysteries, I cannot explain). This Jack Reacher novel kept me turning pages to see how its two separate narratives would converge. Yes, there's at least one action-packed chapter that calls for Coleridge's "willing suspension of disbelief," but overall I found the plotting quite elegant and ingenious. (and interesting to note that Reacher plays a bit of a matchmaker here but is not managing the romantic/sexual connections of his earlier novels with anywhere near the same frequency these days. . . )







Wednesday, October 31, 2018

Some Titles In Search of a Post? A Miscellaneous Collection . . .

Have any of you read Helene Hanff's 84 Charing Cross Road or seen the movie based on this wonderful 20-year correspondence between a New York writer and the London used-book store whose address gives the book its title? First published in 1970, a gem of wit and style and the possibility of connection forged across an ocean merely through the power of the written word. I don't know how I missed this through my reading life, but having come to it this late I intend to be a bit of an evangelist. . . I'm planning to order some copies to have on hand for gifts. But first I need to get my very own copy so that I might reread at leisure -- I read this in a library copy that I had to wait ages and ages for -- its popularity apparently continues. . .

I read that collection of letters back in the summer heat, in the same weeks that I read Kate Harris' Lands of Lost Borders: Adventures on the Silk RoadSince I'm so far behind here, I'll just tell you that I recommend this highly if you're at all interested in traveling vicariously -- across Western China, and then from Turkey across to the Himalayas?  by bicycle? through blistering heat and then bone-chilling cold (snow included)? often lacking the proper permissions and documentation? Harris writes brilliantly, not only about her travels themselves -- the geographies, cultures, peoples that she observes -- but also about the philosophical underpinnings of her worldview, of why she travels. Here's a review from The Globe and Mail, and here's a radio interview with Harris.

Some of you commented, at my last post, about having read Yaa Gyasi's Homegoing and being most impressed by it. I agree -- the novel uses to great effect a narrative structure that often falls flat, the trick of having one generation succeed another over two or three hundred years. Annie Proulx did this with Barkskins and as much as I've loved her other writing, I thought the book ever so ponderous and it was hard for me to care for characters who walked across the (figurative) stage too quickly. Gyasi, though, a first-time novelist at that, deftly connects us to a character in each time period and ensures that the line between that character and those of other generations is tight enough and strong enough to keep us caring. The human lineage is the story here, genealogy having been so damaged through the violence of slavery. But while Gyasi works to illuminate the big story, the overall destruction, she never sacrifices a character to a cause, and although her characters must quickly give way to the next generation's, they are nevertheless given enough time to let us know and care about them. Recommended!

I picked up Rebecca Scherm's Unbecoming from the bookshelf of the AirBnB we rented in Lyon back in May (see how far behind I am?!) . This is another debut novel, a mystery that was nominated for an Edgar for Best First Novel, and I would definitely read another by Scherm. The book is as much philosophical or psychological, in some ways (à la Ruth Rendell), as who-done-it (or, better, what did she do?), and asks some interesting questions about identity. Even better, it places these questions in the context of a fascinating world -- that of art and antiques restoration in Paris. Oh My!! Here's a brief review for you.

Joanna Cannon's The Trouble with Goats and Sheep is a delightful mystery, set in one unseasonably hot summer in late '70s suburban England. Deliciously full of a neighbourhood's secrets, which two girls, on the threshhold of puberty, decide to investigate so as to find a disappeared wife. . . The mystery and the coming-of-age, that tension between innocence and experience, the girls' navigation between morality and religion and social righteousness and nastiness. . . Very enjoyable and thought-provoking to boot.

This barely gets me to the end of my summer reading and here we are halfway through fall. I will try my best to get back here soon, but you know how likely that is. Before I go, I'll just mention a few books I've read recently and happily recommend:  Michael Ondaatje's Warlight ; Miriam Toews' Women Talking; and Patrick DeWitt's French Exit; Tom Rachman's The Italian Teacher; and C. S. Anderson's The End of the Alphabet.

Friday, September 21, 2018

Mysteries and History and France and French. . .

The light reading continues. . .

I very much enjoyed both of Susie Steiner's Manon Bradshaw's mysteries, recommended by Sue at High Heels in the Wilderness. Don't you love her bookposts?! (and if you don't know about them, oooh, you have a lot of titles just waiting to be added to your To Be Read list).  Intriguing, well-plotted mysteries with interesting and likeable characters (a few very unlikeable ones as well -- I mean, they're murder mysteries). I love visiting England via the deftly drawn settings and I have a soft spot for Manon in all her impulsive and crusty vulnerability.

I also enjoyed, almost against my will, Ann Mah's The Lost Vintage which I picked up at the library because I so much enjoyed her Mastering the Art of French Eating. Her novel is a very elegant version of a classic romance, with the added intrigue of travel (France!), some exposure to the world of wine-making, wine-tasting, and wine-collecting. The book is structure daround a secret, a family history mired in the complex politics and moral dilemmas (and, bien sûr, the crimes against humanity) of Occupied France during WWII and of the decades-long, post-war repercussions, the rift ripped between those who collaborated and those who resisted.  Why was it "almost against my will" to read this book? Well, this combination of historical setting and genre always makes me uncomfortable, resistant to any resolutions the narrative finds, uneasy at any catharsis or entertainment value I draw from the sufferings of this period. I felt the same way about Tatiana de Rosnay's Sarah's Key. . . 

So I'd recommend The Lost Vintage if you don't share my discomfort (which I attribute primarily to twinned year-long courses in German History and German Literature!). It's well-written, credibly researched, effectively structured, and it reflects Mah's own considerable immersion in French culture.

One more title from my light reading, but this one I read in French, Georges Simenon's L'Affaire Saint-Fiacre. Apparently, it's been made into a movie several times. Has any of you seen one of these film renditions? or read the book, in whatever language? In it, Maigret returns to his boyhood home, so there's considerable parsing of his emotions. . . and the crime is unusual, the plot full of twists and intrigue with a thoroughly dramatic final section, high tension, an explosive and supposedly revelatory action, and then an odd sense of something a bit different than anti-climax, an acceptance, rather of not being sure, a disequilibrium.  . . .


As usual, I'd love to hear from you, whether you want to tell us your thoughts about either of the books I mention here, or about whatever you're currently reading. I've just finished Michael Ondaatje's Warlight and hope to post about it next week -- highly recommended! -- and I'm currently engrossed in Guillaume Musso's Un Appartement à Paris (also recommended if you read French; it doesn't seem to be translated into English yet, but I'm sure it won't be long -- so good!).



Friday, August 24, 2018

A Paris Memoir and The Teachings of Plants -- Gleanings from the Library

I ended my half-year reading round-up with Liam Callanan's Paris by the Book; between that title and the titles I mentioned in my last post, I've failed to record some fifteen or so books.  Too bad, because many of these deserve a recommendation. So let's see if I can catch up quickly as I post about my more recent reading.

I've just finished Sonia Choquette's Waking Up in Paris: Overcoming Darkness in the City of Light. If you're a fan or follower of Choquette and her work as a spiritual advisor, you will probably enjoy this as a narrative of re-making a life (in her case, after a painful divorce) by trusting one's intuition. I'll admit that Paris (or travel, at least) has always been my back-pocket plan for dealing with potential marital trauma -- anyone else think alike? Sure, I might have to rely overly on my charge card, but what's a little debt when the heart's breaking? (Okay, yeah, dangerous thinking. . . )

 Years ago, at the height of my Parisophilia, I loved Suzie Gershman's memoir, C'est la Vie, about moving to Paris after the death of her husband -- and honestly, I think it's the stronger of the two memoirs (I remember reading a passage from Gershman's memoir out loud to Pater through tears). But I'm a sucker for this genre and I enjoyed Choquette's iteration well enough. Five or ten years ago, I'd happily have paid for my own copy, hardback even. My recommendation for you now would probably be to borrow it from your library, as I did.

Catch-up Title for Today:
Robin Wall Kimmerer's Braiding Sweetgrass: Indigenous Wisdom, Scientific Knowledge, and the Teachings of Plants. This is such a rich and rewarding collection of essays by a Distinguished Professor of Environmental and Forest Biology at SUNY who draws on her heritage as Potawatomi as well as on her commitments and concerns as a mother to show us ways that humanity can contribute positively to the environment, to a sustainable ecology. She does this by telling stories that entertain and illustrate and educate -- and reveal what plants can teach us. I posted a photo of the book on Instagram some time ago, along with a comment about the book (which, in turn, drew some interesting comments from others):  I was hooked by "the fascinating narratives of pecan propagation—do these trees synchronize their mast fruiting by talking to each other? Indigenous wisdom held this but was scoffed at by scientists who now are acknowledging possibilities that such conversation might happen on the winds or underground." 

This is one I highly recommend -- it lays out a daunting situation, yes, but it offers hope that we might contribute to productive re-wilding of the planet -- and while I was pleased to be able to get a copy from the library (I waited and waited, having put it on hold months ago -- a long waiting list, this one's popular!), I find myself wishing I had my own copy to go back and reread, or to share with others. . . 




Saturday, August 18, 2018

Serious Summer Reading. . . and some Not So Serious

I've just finished reading Philippe Sands' East West Street: On the Origins of "Genocide" and "Crimes against Humanity." I'd come across a recommendation to this winner of the 2016 Baillie Gifford Non-Fiction prize and added my name to the Vancouver Public Library's waitlist for it several months ago. When the VPL emailed to say the book was now available, I'll admit I might have winced, even grimaced, at the idea of reading it during weather more suited for lighter fare.

But as difficult as his subject matter is, Sands builds a compelling narrative about the gradual recognition in international law of "genocide" and "crimes against humanity."  His narrative's power owes much to the coincidence that the two men who introduced these crimes into international law -- Rafael Lemkin and Hersch Lauterpacht, respectively --studied under the same professors, at the same university, in a Central European city called by various names: Lemberg, Lwów, Lvov, or Lviv. Further coincidence, also woven into the narrative, is that the author's own grandfather was born in that same city. And the three men shared, also, the devastating loss of home and family as Jews living during the Third Reich.

The book begins in 2010 -- the author has been invited to give a lecture at Lviv University, and is told by an audience member that he should look to the city for clues to his own family's history. This unveiling of secrets long shrouded by his grandparents parallels his research into the lives of Lemkin and Lauterpacht and their (as much oppositional as complementary) efforts to have "genocide" and "crimes against humanity" recognized in international law. The "case study" that Sands constructs his narrative around is the case against Hans Frank as part of the Nuremberg Trials -- and Frank was the governor of the Third Reich conquered territory of Galicia, home to the families of Lauterpacht, of Lemkin, and of Sands' maternal grandfather.

This is such an important book, especially at this historical moment when we are again viewing dangerous incremental changes with horribly xenophobic notes being sounded. It's not easy to read -- particularly the passages when we hear directly from Frank and his co-defendants and when we read testimony from those who witnessed the evacuation and the murders of the Holocaust.

And yet, to repeat myself, it's compelling.  I spread the reading out over two weeks, taking a break in between with some lighter reading, but I never had to force myself back to it; rather, I felt drawn by the story Sands tells, the connections he makes between events and people and places.  I think it also helps that Sands has chosen to write in very short chapters, two or three pages generally -- the natural pauses sometimes pushed me forward into the next chapter, searching the solution to a mystery, and sometimes they offered me respite from witnessing horror.

The closest comparison I might make would be to Edward de Waal's  The Hare with the Amber Eyes, although de Waal's book focuses on the theft/appropriation of the Ephrussi family's wealth, properties, and -- especially -- its art, rather than wholesale destruction of a city's Jews, of a grandfather's family. . .

As for that lighter reading. . . .

Over the last month, I've spent hours plonked down next to a fan, with a mystery in hand. I've read three of Ruth Ware's mysteries: The Woman in Cabin 10; In a Dark, Dark Wood;  and The Lying Game. They're all well-written and tightly plotted enough to keep me sitting and turning pages, only getting up to stretch my legs and pour another glass of mint-lime infused water from the Glug-glug jug in the fridge. The protagonist in all three is a woman -- and I like her women, who are smart and flawed and resourceful. All young (do we need a contemporary Miss Marple on the writing scene? Or is there a Female Detective of a Certain Age mystery series I don't know about? And by "of a certain age," I'm probably hoping for something over 55, as the goalposts have shifted considerably for me -- 40-45 is "young" to me. . . .

I've more mysteries and other reading to tell you about as well, but I'll save that for later and click on "Publish" this Saturday morning.  Let me know if you've read any of these books and, as always, we can chat about books you've been reading as well. The mic's all yours now. . .


Sunday, July 22, 2018

2018 Reading -- Halfway Report

Here's my 2018 reading list, as it was at the halfway mark on June 30th. That we're now three weeks into the second half of the year testifies to my desire to augment the list with some quick comments about books that never got mentioned in a post. I've added a few of these comments and have links to the posts I did manage. . . .

1. Sara Blaedel, Only One Life (trans. Erik J. Macki and Tara F. Chace
2. Jacqueline Park, The Secret Book of Grazia dei Rossi
3. Elly Griffiths, The House at Sea's End
4. Aurélie Valognes, Mémé dans les Orties
5. Donato Carrisi, The Whisperer (trans. Shaun Whiteside)
6. Jess Walter, Beautiful Ruins
7. Isabel Vincent, Dinner with Edward.  Charming memoir about Vincent's friendship with an elderly widow still grieving deeply for his wife. Much of the friendship -- which sustained both Vincent through a marriage break-up and adjustment to life in a new city and Edward through his mourning -- was built around the weekly dinners he would cook for her.  Wisdom wrapped in the sustenance of good food. . .
8. Peter Robinson, Sleeping in the Ground
9. Lee Child, The Midnight Line
10. Edward St. Aubyn, Never Mind
11. Edward St. Aubyn, Bad News
12. Celeste Ng, Little Fires Everywhere
13. Val McDermid, Insidious Intent
14. Edward St. Aubyn, Some Hope
15. Edward St. Aubyn, Mother's Milk
16. Peter May, Extraordinary People
17. George Saunders, Lincoln in the Bardo
18. Keigo Higashino, The Devotion of Suspect X (translator, Alexander O. Smith)
19. Ali Smith, Winter
20. Sara Baume, A Line Made by Walking
21. Gary Paul Nabhan, Songbirds, Truffles, and Wolves: An American Naturalist in Italy-- I haven't finished this one yet -- I've been reading it aloud to Paul on road trips or as he cooks dinner.
22. Bernard McLaverty, A Midwinter Break
23. Thomas Perry, A String of Beads I love this mystery series featuring Jane Whitfield, who draws deeply on her Seneca heritage to help worthy candidates "disappear" into new lives. She does something a bit different in this last novel which I recommend -- but first, if you haven't, consider starting with the first in the series, Vanishing Act
24. Liane Moriarty, Truly Madly Guilty Paul brought this home from the library, and I enjoyed it as a quick read which, while light and entertaining, managed to plumb some depths about marriage and parenthood and the tough tug a mother faces in order to sustain a career or to continue as an artist. . .
25. Georges Simenon, Maigret et la Vielle Dame But she was so sweet, that dear old woman. . . hmmmm. Some lovely, nostalgic-but-not-too French-beach-towns here, Maigret remembering his youth. . .
26. Carol Matthews, Minerva's Owl: The Bereavement Phase of My Marriage
27. Elly Griffiths, A Room Full of Bones, a Ruth Galloway mystery
28. Edward St. Aubyn, At Last Last in the Patrick Melrose series, set at the funeral of Melrose's mother, and there's a fairly satisfying -- redemptive, even? -- ending to the series -- which we might have expected or hoped for, given that the narrative throughout mirrored St. Aubyn's personal life fairly closely and the writer is, after all, writing past the trauma. . .
29. Roz Chast, Can't We Talk About Something More Pleasant Chast's graphic memoir about caring for difficult, colourful, creative and brilliant parents in all their cranky and eccentric infirmity and memory loss. . . at huge expense to her family life and her work. . .
30. Elizabeth George, The Punishment She Deserves I always enjoy a Havers focus in these Lynley novels, and this one is very good. She's forced into close supervision by the Inspector with whom her protector Linley has a history, and this adds an interesting tension to the plot. Plus the notion of Havers tap-dancing? Really, you need to read this if you're up to date on your Elizabeth George mysteries, or start at the beginning of the series (lucky you!) if you're not.
31. Leila Slimane, Chanson Douce Okay, I was quickly skeptical when I started reading this -- published and on best-seller lists in English as The Perfect Nanny. I knew the book being packaged as thriller of the Gone Girl sort had won the Prix Goncourt, but besides the sensational packaging, the first chapter or so seemed to me to be pointing a finger at the guilt of career women who consign their children to others' care. But it's so much more than this, a real indictment of a social divide that allows both fathers and mothers alike to blur the line between family and employee, ignoring the real costs of the relationship, generally paid by the employee. . . Absolutely thought-provoking and compelling.
32. Michael Connelly, Two Kinds of Truth (a Harry Bosch mystery) I'm a Harry Bosch fan from way back, but not so much interested in his "Lincoln Lawyer" series -- this novel brings the half-brothers together and it was okay, but I'm finding Bosch a bit flat these days, to be honest.  Much less development of, and focus on, his troubled personality, his knowledge of music, his relationship with his daughter than in the earlier books, and I guess character's always what draws me into a mystery.
33. Susan Hill, From the Heart.  I love Hill's Simon Serrailler series and when I spotted this at the library, I thought I'd give it a try. More "literary" than her mysteries, it's a slim novel that examines the quiet life of a young woman trying to build a life around her love of literature and teaching in a time and place when the options for a lesbian were to keep that sexuality firmly hidden. Thoughtful and thought-provoking, yet gentle, poignant. . .
34. Anna Quindlen, Miller's Valley Bedside or even beach reading that nonetheless explores some social (and political/environmental) issues that deserve attention. I've always liked the way Quindlen, a former journalist, can do this.
35. Danielle Postel-Vinay, Home Sweet Maison: The French Art of Making a Home I had to return this to the library before I finished it, but I enjoyed skimming it. As much as I admire the French lifestyle, I found the strict definitions of each room's function and decor -- at least as described by this American woman who married a French man and is raising a family with him in France -- more interesting, sometimes even amusing, than aspirational. I can see how this domestic architecture structures a way of life that leads to the satisfactions I note in that country, but I value our own freer arrangements for contemporary daily life. And there's unquestionably a huge influence, in that architecture, of class and of gender. . . .Bourgeois Patriarchy, I'm looking at you ;-)
36. Andrew Battershill, Pillow Okay, this is a stylish and interesting -- hip? -- take on the mystery genre. A parody in which the convoluted panoply of criminals chasing some ancient coins all bear names of French Surrealists. The humour is constant, quick, and clever in this heist-gone-wrong narrative; the misdirected hopes and flailing optimism of the ex-boxer protagonist did endear him to me, somehow, weirdly. . . Finally, I think it was a bit too clever for what I want out of a mystery, but I couldn't help but admire it, and you might too.
37. Elly Griffiths,  A Dying Fall Yes, this is the year I decided to read all the Ruth Galloway!
38. Edna O'Brien, The Little Red Chairs Such a moving book, horrifying, loving, hopeful, daunting. . . the outward ripples of war and its horrors. The setting in a small Irish village and its surrounding countryside is beautifully wrought -- O'Brien's a master, of course -- and she was 85 when she wrote this, so all that experience! -- But also the portraits of immigrant life in London. And the main character's groping her way back to some kind of sanity after an unimaginably brutal experience (although O'Brien's writing makes imagine it, and then pulls us back to sanity as well). The book deserves so much more than this disjointed paragraph, but here's a review that will better tell you why you should, or might want to, read it.
39. Elly Griffiths, The Outcast Dead
40. Elizabeth Berg, Talk Before Sleep, I'd forgotten about Elizabeth Berg, but enjoyed a few of her books way back when I'd take them home to read -- "hand-selling research" in my bookstore days. This e-book caught my eye when I checked into the library online while travelling and it made a nice change from mystery novels (a break from what archaeologist Ruth Galloway was up to!) as a piece of light reading still substantive enough to engage. Indeed, if you're too close to the death of a beloved friend, you might find too much substance here, but I loved the gentle treatment of a close friendship between two women in their 30s/early 40s, the way their respectively changing marital status influenced and was influenced by that friendship. The constant movement between sorrow and humour -- some of the latter wry and contained, some of it goofily explosive. The protectiveness, the anger, the care -- not just between the narrator and her dying friend but within a tight sorority of strong women. .
41. Elly Griffiths, The Ghost Fields What can I say? We were travelling, and I needed something to read, and Ruth Galloway (not to mention Nelson and Cathbad and the little girl Ruth conceives in the first book in the series who grows to school-age by the last I've read . . . I've got one more of this to read -- at the library right now waiting for me to pick up -- and I must say I've really enjoyed getting to know Ruth and her friends, co-workers, lovers, daughter. . . . I think you might as well, although you might agree with me that her regular proximity to danger is perhaps becoming a bit strained. . .
42. Elly Griffiths, The Woman in Blue
43. Elly Griffiths, The Chalk Pit
44. Liam Callanan, Paris by the Book

There you go -- I must admit I'm inordinately pleased with myself for adding these few notes to the bare-bones reading listt of what I've read so far this year. Yay, me! I hope my "cheap and cheerful" comments might guide you to pluck a title or two for your summer reading  -- let me know if that happens, and perhaps tell us where you're reading these days (some of you, I imagine, might be curled up in an armchair, perhaps by a fire, cozy against the New Zealand or Australian winter outside. Many of you, though, are trying to find some shade or a breeze to cool down, and perhaps there are a few splashes of saltwater rippling the pages of that paperback. . .

Of course we're all eager to compare reading notes, so if you have recommendations, do spill. . . .And in case you haven't already seen it, Sue has another book post up at High Heels in the Wilderness. I think that might be where I first learned of Elly Griffiths' books and I've made a few must-read notes from her latest suggestions.