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Jane, the Fox and Me: Fanny Britt (Author) & Isabelle Arsenault (Illustrator)
I saw this graphic novel at the library, flipped through it and found it very appealing, so home it came with the other kids books. A poignant story with wonderful, thoughtful illustrations. I enjoyed the break it gave me this afternoon.
“This emotionally honest and visually stunning graphic novel reveals the casual brutality of which children are capable, but also assures readers that redemption can be found through connecting with another, whether the other is a friend, a fictional character or even, amazingly, a fox.”4 weeks ago
Lucifer’s Hammer: A comet hits Earth causing tidal waves and climate change, wiping out most of mankind. The best parts were the action/battle parts, plus the little italics sections where they described the journey of the comet and the geological effects. Those sections were rather poetic. The characters and dialog are so unnatural, I can’t buy it. It’s like, show don’t tell. The characters have these internal monologues where they explain their actions… boring.
The Centaur: A few days in the life of a school teacher and his son. The father gets checked for cancer and there’s a snow storm keeping them from getting home. I was hoping it would have more supernatural elements, but it turns out the mythic sections are sort of how George Caldwell sees himself in the world. And only two or three passages use that technique. The book does a good job of characterizing how embarassing parents and children are to eachother.
A Man Without a Country by Kurt Vonnegut: A collection of essays published in 2005, so it’s a little wrapped up in cynicism about Bush. I read Slaughterhouse 5 in high school, which means I skimmed and forgot Slaughterhouse 5 on principle. But this book was very funny. Somehow, even in writing, Vonnegut manages great comic timing.
I started Bech: A Book, but I think I need to put Updike on hold. I’ve been reading so much of him, it’s getting a little tedious.
I want to read Ulysses by James Joyce.
Bech ended up being pretty accessible, so I finished it. There are sequels that I am not particularly motivated to read.
I have my hands on Ulysses now. 4 weeks ago
Two here – one finished last night and one freshly chosen – both to be bookcrossed as part of the memorial project when done.
For October I grabbed something Halloween flavored, Psychosphere by Brian Lumley; the second book in the Psychomech Trilogy, which I haven’t read the first of. Science-fiction horror stuff… it was okay, readable, but it didn’t grab me by the throat and refuse to let go. I remember reading one of Lumley’s vampire books (in the Lovecraftian vein) 20 years ago liking it – perhaps I wasn’t in the right mood or should have read the first book in the trilogy.
My new pick looks great: Jim Tully’s autobiography, Beggars of Life.
Looking forward to finding some quiet time…
“Jim Tully left his hometown of St. Marys, Ohio, in 1901, spending most of his teenage years in the company of hoboes. Drifting across the country as a “road kid,” he spent those years scrambling into boxcars, sleeping in hobo jungles, avoiding railroad cops, begging meals from back doors, and haunting public libraries. Tully crafted these memories into a dark and astonishing chronicle of the American underclass—especially in his second book, Beggars of Life, an autobiographical novel published in 1924. Tully saw it all, from a church baptism in the Mississippi River to election day in Chicago. And in Beggars of Life, he captures an America largely hidden from view.
This novelistic memoir impressed readers and reviewers with its remarkable vitality and honesty. Tully’s devotion to Mark Twain and Jack London taught him the importance of giving the reader a sense of place, and this he does brilliantly, again and again, throughout Beggars of Life. From the opening conversation on a railroad trestle, Beggars of Life rattles along like the Fast Flyer Virginia that Tully boards midway through the book. This is the book that defined Tully’s hard-boiled style and set the pattern for the twelve books that followed over the next two decades. Startling in its originality and intensity, Beggars of Life is a breakneck journey made while clinging to the lowest rungs of the social ladder.”4 weeks ago
Sadly all I’ve been able to read lately is my textbooks for college. Haven’t had time for regular reading. I did get to read one book of my shelves because it was usable for a us history book review that I had to do. 1 month ago