Friday, July 25, 2008

A Room with a View



"Girls at a Window" by Raimundo de Madrazo y Garreta

Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York

Latest read worth mentioning - "A Room with a View" by E.M. Forster

I have read this little treasure a number of times, but it had been a few years since I'd opened the pages. The copy I have (Bantam Books) has an excellant introduction to the life and works of Forster by Mona Simpson which I found very helpful. My way of approaching "classics" is to read the work, then read the information about the work and author, then read the work again. I want to read it first with unbiased eyes, and take note of what catches me, what meanings I get from it. Only then do I do the background research, get the info, and reread the book with new eyes. It's been a good process for me, it allows me to trust my inner perceptions, yet learn from outside sources and grow from theirs.

What I appreciate the most about this little book is that it chronicles the growing sense of awareness and sense of self of a young woman. She is given the chance to see past the narrow structures of her life, and see what broader horizens are possible for her mind, soul and life. My delight in the story and some of his turns of phrase allow me to overlook the occasional banality or prejudical class statement.

I'm not going to do an indepth discussion of this book right now because, well, I'm just too dang tired right now. But I certainly commend this read to anyone else!

Sunday, July 20, 2008

A Confession

OK, confession time.

I haven't posted for a long time. This is not because I don't love to blog. Because I do. This is not because I haven't been reading. Because I have.

It's because I'm embarrased.

The books I have been reading this spring and summer would not be what one would call classic or quality fiction. Oh no. I have heard the siren lure away from quality towards the you-don't-have-to-think-hard-while-you-read 'em, not-worth-the-paper-it's-printed-on novels you can get at the grocery store or Wallmart near you. (Don't worry, I didn't buy them. They've been from the library or passed on by family members).

Sigh.

Instead of filet mignon, I've been going for the greasy hamburgers of the literary world.

I feel better now that I've made my confession. Not that I have anything against greasy hamburgers. They are delightful. It's just that one should not make a regular diet of them if one wants to be healthy and performing at one's best.

OK, let's ditch the imagery. But still, you get the point. There's nothing wrong with what I've been reading, it's just that there hasn't been anything worth commenting on in the whole lot. And I've gotten lazy and haven't read anything that takes any effort in months.

Bad me. Bad, bad me.

So, what book to take on to change this? Hmmmmmmmmm??????? I must ponder this. Especially right now, while I am in between books. Before I fall into another terribly predictable suspense/ mystery/ romance novel featuring an independant woman who meets a rugged man under trying circumstances, and they solve the mystery together. And one or both of them almost gets killed. Before or after they jump into bed together. But they solve the case and gaze meaningfully into each other's eyes.

Or something like that. Not that I would know, or anything!

Saturday, April 5, 2008

Neglected Love

My reading schedule is woe-fully off track. It is my hope that following our vacation this week, the R&R will inspire me to recommit one of my first true loves - reading excellent books.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Getting Caught Up

I have neglected this blog terribly, and I plan to rectify this oversight immediately! (amazing what a sick day can do for you!) As a life-long lover of story - novels, short stories, poetry, etc. of many genres - my plan is to journal my reading, and invite others to share their comments and what they are reading.

So, to truly get things started...

The year 2008 has not been a truly prolific one for reading as of yet, but hey, we're only just short of two months in. Thus far, I have completed three books, and am working on two others. (this does not count books I reread just for the fun of it). Here is what I have read:


The Year of Living Biblically: One Man's Humble Quest to Follow the Bible as Literally as Possible by A.J. Jacobs, copyright 2007, Simon & Schuster.

My mom gave me this book for Christmas, thinking I'd get a kick out of it, and I did. What I thought was good about it was his honesty about the process of his year, he didn't pretty anything up or try to make anything into something it wasn't. In a very raw way, it seemed a true account of a spiritual journey along with his goofy trying-to-make-a-book-and-a-buck experiment (also to poke fun at religion). It was interesting and telling, I think, that the times that he was truly touched and spiritually moved primarily happened when he actually allowed himself to connect with believers. On his own, it was going through the motions, but interacting with others who believed led him to deeper experiences, deeper thoughts, and very close to a conversion experience (which he resisted and refused). That I find truly fascinating.

On the downside, he is not particularly deep. I enjoyed it, and was fascinated with the glimpses into some of the Jewish practises I have never before been exposed to. I came away with a deep respect for this guy's wife, who put up with alot. But he was given so many chances to really dig into a deeper spiritual life, and he mostly gave it a pass. He didn't dig into content much, but stayed with form. He was more interested in the structures of religion, than in the whys and whats and whos of it. Structure devoid of the meaning and content is empty, and it seemed he did his best to resist content, though in the end he had to admist his life was touched and changed by it.

A pretty good book, gave me some things to think about. I'd recommend it to people who are involved in ministry, and interested in how people perceive religion and faith.


The Last Days of Dogtown by Anita Diamant, copyright 2005, Scribner

This author wrote a book I just love, The Red Tent, so when I found two of her other books in our local library, I decided to check them out. This is the first one I read. Diamant had heard about an abandoned community along the Massachusetts coastline and the unusual folks who were said to have lived there in the early 1800s. From that she created this novel filled with incredible characters struggling to survive in a harsh landscape, in a dying town. I was interested in the realities of life that the characters had to deal with, depending on their gender, race, and class. The lives of many characters were woven together, sometimes tragically, sometimes full of love and compassion, sometimes full of hatred and violence, sometimes with laughter. This was not a predictable book by any means! At times it was hard to read, because there lives were so hard and grim. But she keeps the story moving, as she switches from character to character, over the years.

I'm glad I found this book, and would recommend it to others.


Good Harbor by Anita Diamant, copyright 2001, Scribner

This is the other Diamant book I found at the library. This is a woman's bonding feel-good kind of book. When done well, this kind of genre can uplift and inspire. (When done poorly...yech!) Overall, I think Diamant did it well. It's about two very different women who are going through very different struggles and stages in life who become friends and help each other out through it all. Overall they are believable and connect with the reader. Having a younger and an older woman as the key characters was a good move, there's something there for just about every woman (ok, every over 20-something year old woman) to connect with. Personally, I also liked that it is told from a (not heavy handed) Jewish perspective. It was a refreshing and interesting touch to the story (and true to the author's background).

There are a few stretches of the imagination (but my husband says I'm too picky about plot holes) and it is all is summed up a little too prettily. The ending reminds me of a Hallmark family special, it's just begging for special pretty theme music to float over a long camera shot of them walking down the beach hand in hand as the credits roll. But other than that, I enjoyed it.

This was an enjoyable read, it made me laugh, it made me cry. It would be great summer reading. I'd recommend it to any of my girlfriends or female relatives.

Monday, November 5, 2007

To my dear Miss Emily

As I begin this new blogging adventure, dedicated to the love and enjoyment of reading, I must pay homage to Miss Emily Dickinson. Her love of exploration and discovery, and her skill at distilling her thoughts and experiences into poetry have inspired and awed me for years. I have many favorite authors, and many favorite poets, all of whom I hope to talk about on this blog. But Miss Emily is where I begin. Among her many topics, death is one that she faced head on. I have appreciated her honesty and her faith, which shine through her beautifully crafted words.

Death is a dialogue between
The spirit and the dust.
"Dissolve," says Death. The Spirit, "Sir,
I have another trust."

Death doubts it, argues from the ground.
The Spirit turns away,
Just laying off, for evidence,
An overcoat of clay.

Poem XXXI from Time and Eternity Collection