Showing posts with label Readalong. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Readalong. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Readerly Rambles: 10/03/2012

I haven't finished any of my reads this week.  Sigh.  This week's Readerly Rambles will be a bit different.  However, there is bookish activity afoot! 

Book Miscellany


Book buying in the future:  Y'all, I haven't purchased a single book since May.  MAY.  I'm suffering.  I have several book buying opportunities on the horizon.  I have a $30 worth of books for $15 coupon from Bookcloseouts.com.  I have $16 credit at a used bookstore in Athens.  I have a big box of books to trade in at a local shop.  The big news?  The massive library sale happens the last weekend in October and I am off that Friday.  I am so going. 

Book organization -- real world:  In a few weeks we are doing a massive rearranging of the house and changing things up in anticipation of the holidays (and Persy Jane).  To shorten a long and confusing explanation of the planned improvements, let's just say that my built in shelves in the living room will no longer store toys.  That frees up three selves.  My books from the bedroom will move and all be in the library.

Reading chair:
  I am now on the prowl for the perfect reading chair, but it needs to be really reasonably (ahem, cheaply) priced.  I want something squishy for cozy reading, but firm enough for prolonged baby holding / breast feeding.  An ottoman would be an added bonus.  Since we've gotten scabies once and it was terrible I am incredibly wary of thrift store furniture.  We'll see if I can locate something.

Book organization -- virtual:  I still need to construct a shelf in GoodReads for my Classics Challenge and I really want to revive my LibraryThing account.  For LibraryThing I will need to delete a lot of the books and then start over cataloging my collection.  I'll see when I can work that in before the close of 2012.

Book Events

All Hallows Eve Swap:  Have you signed up?  I love the prospect of sending someone a scary book along with some added treats.  Sign-up is going on until Friday!  An added bonus is I think that this is the perfect way to make new bookish friends. 




Gothic in October:
  I'm sort of participating.  I'm planning on reading The Italian by Ann Radcliffe, but I probably won't get to it until holiday break.  I'm reading a collection of M R James stories and I'm really enjoying it.  I plan on posting more thoroughly on the collection when I'm done. 


RIP:  The R.eaders' I.mbibing P.eril challenge is going along wonderfully.  I haven't had a chance to watch any films (does Sherlock season 2 count) but I plan on remedying that soon.  So far I've read three titles for RIP:  The Little Stranger by Sarah Waters and Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone and Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.  I have loads more in the RIP pile:  MR James short stories, more Harry Potter, The Mist in the Mirror by Susan Hill, and The Solitary House by Lynn Shepard.  I'm also joining in on The Graveyard Book read-along, but I'll be listening to the audio version.

 

24-hour Readathon:  October 13th is the day!  Next weekend!  I'm hoping to make it a spectacular RIP readathon.  Of course, I will not be able to participate in all 24 hours.  Sam will spend most of the day with the kids, but I do want to see my kiddos a bit and "come up for air." 

Okay, nothing finished.  But as you can see I'm just as consumed by reading as ever.  Happy Reading, folks!

Monday, September 10, 2012

The Little Stranger by Sarah Waters

I've had The Little Stranger on my giant TBR pile since it was published in 2009.  I've been saving it for the perfect moment and The Estella Society's read-along, hosted in conjunction with Carl's RIP challenge, provided that perfect moment.

OH MY FREAKING LORD THIS BOOK WAS SUPERB!!!  I devoured the novel while making numerous notations and underlining like an undergrad English major. In fact, I'm only supposed to post about the first half of the novel this week.  Nope. Gonna post all my thoughts here at once.

The novel involves an impoverished aristocratic family (the Ayres), a doctor (Dr. Faraday), and a dilapidated English manor (Hundreds Hall) that may or may not be haunted. 

SPOILER SPOILER SPOILER-TASTIC POST AHEAD!  If you haven't read The Little Stranger then quit reading this post and get thee a copy of the novel straight away.... oh yes... you must cease reading this post; I'm about to spoil the entire damn story.

I was shocked when reading reviews of The Little Stranger on GoodReads; the book has only garnered just over an average of three stars and a great many of the reviews were less than stellar.  "Trudging."  "A second-rate Susan Hill."  "Dull."  "Stereotypical."  "Bored to tears."  WTF? Were we even reading the same book?

I think the crux of the frustration with other readers is that "nothing happens."  What they mean by "nothing happens" is that this is not a stereotypical ghost story, the plot isn't neatly resolved, good and evil are not easily defined, and the evil in the house -- The Little Stranger -- is never explicitly named.  In other words, one must work at this book, read carefully, consider sources, paint together a picture of events, and then draw conclusions and hope that those conclusions answer enough questions for you to sleep at night.

Who is the Little Stranger?  I am 99% confident I know the nefarious evil in the house and I will attempt to narrow down my 500 billion examples of "proof" to a few broad indications.  Okay....super spoiler ahead:







Dr. Faraday is the Little Stranger.

My book is underlined beyond belief and I have so much to say.  I've tried to narrow this down to several broad reasons:  1) Sarah Water's writing style, 2) other books reflected in this novel, 3)the tradition of the unreliable narrator, 4) historical indicators, 5) Dr. Faraday's psychology to prove my assertion.

Sarah Water's Writing Style:
In Affinity and Fingersmith, Waters gives her readers historical thrillers.  I raced through Affinity and Fingersmith and with both novels I thought I knew what was going on. Surely everything had been presented to me.  I was there with the characters the entire time.  I saw it all.  I watched for contextual clues.... and then WHAM! out of nowhere the plot shifts and I learn I didn't know everything.  I only knew what characters wanted me to know and I only saw certain perspectives and events. However in Affinity and Fingersmith, Waters does end neatly: deceptions are illuminated, plans are discovered, and as I read on I learned that what I thought was previously happening actually represented something different.  In The Little Stranger the reader never gets that neatly tidied ending.  I didn't get to experience a montage of "what really happened."  It just ended and I had to rack my brains to figure out what it all meant. Figuring out what it all meant was achieved with....

... Remembering other books reflected in the novel:
The Murder of Roger Ackroyd by Agatha Christie, We have Always Lived in the Castle by Shirley Jackson, The Turn of the Screw by Henry James,  Patricia Highsmith's Ripley novels.  Many elements of these novels are found in The Little Stranger, but I'm going to focus on one element found in each one of these novels....

....The Tradition of the Unreliable Narrator: 
As a reader, I think we like to assume we can trust the narrator.  After all the reader only gets a narrator's interpretation of events and as a result the reader is totally dependent on the narrator.  If you read The Little Stranger and implicitly trust the narrator, Dr. Faraday, then there is certainly something paranormal going on.  What other explanation could there be?  All the tapping, whispers, and mysterious smudges, and -- most disturbingly-- Mrs. Ayres experience in the nursery must have something supernatural as an explanation.  But let's think about that.... it seems that she is either mad or haunted.  But.....Dr. Faraday mentions several times that he is drugging her with a light sedative and her eyes remain "glassy."  Do we know that it is a light sedative? Isn't it peculiar that the person Dr. Faraday is doctoring most ends up going mad?  Isn't also strange that he went ahead and did the autopsy and luckily didn't find traces of poison that SOMEONE ELSE could have given Mrs. Aryes?  The reader could believe that Dr. Farady was only giving her a mild sedative and that there was no further damage to her internally.  After all, what possible "gripe" could Dr. Faraday have against the Ayres... Oh wait, that entire post-World Wars demise of the landed gentry and rise of the middle class.  I think it is important to look at historical indicators to the conflict ....

.... like shifting social classes:
After the World Wars, the aristocratic British found their resources low, help was difficult to retain, buildings and land were in disrepair from a lack of money, the violence of war, and the billeting of soldiers.  The middle class resented the aristocracy and also wanted to join it.  Why should one only be born to greatness?  After serving in war next to lords, a doctor or footman or stable boy may want a chance to "make" it.  Dr. Faraday -- from the very beginning -- covets Hundreds Hall.  He ditches his slang, achieves an education and strives to be equal to the gentry. He is acutely aware when someone is looking down on him because of his class (and it usually leads to something bad happening to the Ayres) and reacts with passion, disdain, pride, and cruelty.  Conversely, he believes himself to be worthy of being in a higher class.  He doesn't want the abolition of the upper class, he wants to join them.  He is angry at Caroline, Roderick, and Mrs. Ayres when they are doing chores, or look slovenly, or act outside the sphere of class propriety.  This is one expression of Dr. Faraday's screwy psychological makeup. Yes, the reader must exam....

....Dr. Faraday's Psychology:
I could list 900 instances (and this is not that hyperbolic) of Dr. Faraday's being a delusional psychopath.  He forces himself slowly on the household, those who threaten to sell or leave Hundreds are eliminated, he constantly struggles with an unnamed "frustration", he manipulates the truth for alleged good purposes, he renders the Ayres dependent on him, he collects items from Hundreds and displays them as trophies, he exploits his trusted role as a doctor and he has unexplainable blackouts in which he dreams he was at Hundreds....  The best illustration would be a few of the quotes from Faraday I underlined:

"I told a mixture of lies and half-truths, hoping to seer them from the facts."  (236)


"'I told you before, I'm a nobody.  People don't even see me half the time.  They see 'Doctor'.  They see the bag."  (276)

"I suppose they had come to  rely on me, and liked feeling that I was on hand, ready to drop in, if I had to, in response to a telephone call." (301)

"My mind would go softly across the darkened miles between us, to slip like a poacher through the Hundreds gate and along the overgrown drive, to nudge open the swollen front door, to inch across the chequered marble; and then to go creeping, creeping towards her, up the still and silent stairs."  (335)

"I wanted to catch hold of Caroline and shake and shake her, until she saw reason."  (469)

I left out some very illuminating quotes that are too embedded in the tale and knowing Dr. Faraday's thoughts, or his interpretation of events, would ruin some of the thrill.  There are also numerous instances of other characters remarking about feeling persecuted by something malevolent and questioning what or whom they could have angered to this extent.  Periodically a character will make an allegation towards Dr. Faraday by stating that he is a "no one," of "pirate stock," and they repeatedly ask -- sometimes jokingly and sometimes not -- how did Dr. Faraday insinuate himself into the family so quickly and completely?

Dr. Faraday is able to solicit dark secrets, steer people from the truth, manipulate feelings, and adjust his emotions to fit his plans.  He is at his best a sociopath and at his worst a delusional psychopath.

This all leads back to the the title, The Little Stranger.  The term is first mentioned in the latter part of the book by another doctor; Dr. Seeley states: "Is that so surprising, with things for that family so bleak?  The subliminal mind has many dark, unhappy corners, after all.  Imagine something loosening itself from one of those corners.  Let's call it a -- a germ.  And let's say conditions prove right for that germ to develop -- to grow, like a child in the womb.  What would this little stranger grow into? A sort of shadow-self, perhaps: a Caliban, A Mr Hyde.  A creature motivated by all the nasty impulses and hungers the conscious mind had hoped to keep hidden away:  things like envy, and malice, and frustration...."  (389)

Dr. Faraday is a stranger to the Ayres by class.  He is outside of their world but he envies their privilege, he is frustrated by class condescension, and angered by his inability to possess Hundreds and the social respect he feels he deserves.  It harkens back to his first creeping into Hundreds: coming to the kitchen with his mother, convincing a maid to take him upstairs, slipping away from the curtain which was to hide him, advancing boldly towards the intricate plaster border on the walls, and then mutilating the house in a desperate attempt to "own" a piece of it.  As Dr. Faraday describes this event, "...in admiring the house, I wanted to possess a piece of it -- or rather, as if the admiration itself, which I suspect a more ordinary child would not have felt, entitled me to it." (3)

Personally, I feel like an evil, crazed man bent on destroying a family and possessing a house is WAY SCARIER than a ghost.  Ghosts aren't real, psychos are certainly real.  The Little Stranger pretends to be a ghost story; what better way to make a reader vulnerable and malleable to the suggestions of a trusted doctor?  In fact, the reader nearly faces the same fate as the doomed Ayreses: frightened, haunted, confused, doubting truth and all the while an insidious man is ensnaring the reader in a realm of half-truth and contrived madness.  Dr. Faraday wins.  The Ayreses are removed.  The reader is baffled and Dr. Faraday walks through Hundreds at his leisure, in a way owning a physical representation of this desire for status.

This is a book that I think will deepen with each re-reading and I look forward to visiting The Little Stranger again in the future (with the door locked and all the lights blazing of course).




Friday, August 31, 2012

R.eaders I.mbibing P.eril VII

Cheers to heralding in Autumn!  Carl's 7th year of hosting the RIP challenge is upon us.  Grab a mystery or something spooky and join in.  I'll be participating in several of the challenges: 

Peril the First:
I will be reading at least four creepy novels for this challenge.  In my choice pool I have The Little Stranger by Sarah Waters (also a RIP read-along), the Harry Potter series (a non-RIP associated read-along),  Desperate Remedies by Thomas Hardy, Aurora Floyd by Mary Elizabeth Braddon, Lilith by George MacDonald, Locke and Key: Clockworks by Joe Hill, and a few volumes of Bill Willingham's Fables series.
Peril of the Short Story:
In October I will be reading The Haunted Dolls' House and Other Ghost Stories by MR James.

Peril on the Screen:
I plan to watch 5-7 creepy movies this autumn.  There's nothing better than getting good and scared.

A short and sweet post today.  I'm eager to get through the work day and crack open some books! 

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Readerly Rambles: 08/29/2012

What I've read:  The Marriage Plot by Jeffery Eugenides.  I have so much to say about this book that I'm reserving my comments for its own post (possibly next Sunday?).

What I'm reading:  I'm beginning a biography of Sylvia Plath called Rough Magic.  Reading a Plath biography is such a loaded experience.  It isn't merely reading about her life that fascinates me... it is all the different interpretations of her life that fascinates me.  Since reading The Silent Woman; I'm especially intrigued by Plath and attempts at her biography.  I'm thinking this will be my last book for August.  And August will bring so many new things!

I've also recently begun an audiobook I'm actually enjoying; The Return of the Native as read by Alan Rickman.  Victorian novel + Alan Rickman = nerd girl swoon. 

What's Up Next:  I'm so excited for September reading.  I still need to get together a list of creepy autumnal reads, but I know that I will have no less than three books going and they are each vastly different.  I will be reading Dr. Sear's Attatchment Parenting book and I will be embarking upon three read-a-longs.  First off, I'm joining in Fanda's Gone with the Wind read along.  I've shunned this book because I'm a Georgia gal and I really resent the blushing, devious Southern Belle stereotype.  Also, I'm a direct descendent of Robert E. Lee, but I'm so ashamed of my being Southern (I have severe white guilt) that I dropped my middle name of Lee and I run fleeing from anything "too Southern."  The second read along is a Harry Potter read along and I will be re-re-re-reading the series. Most exciting to me is the read along hosted by the Estella Society:  The Little Stranger.  I've had this on my TBR list for YEARS. 

Other Bookish News:  I spent last weekend working as a babysitter for the library; the building was rented out to a high school yearbook camp and I was on "security detail."  The extra pay is awesome and I am using most of it to buy the family a PS3.  Right now we don't have cable and only a crappy laptop that is too slow for Netflix.  I'm really looking forward to streaming movies and Sam and Hope are looking forward to some gaming.  I will have some money left over and I'm going to be completely selfish and buy some books.  I figure since I worked 12 days in a row with no weekend I deserve it.  I have my eyes on all of the Anthony Trollope novels in the Penguin English Library series.  ERMEGHERD!

Okay, happy reading to all!


Sunday, May 13, 2012

In Which I finally found a Muriel Spark Novel I Adore

“It is difficult for people of advanced years to start remembering they must die. It is best to form the habit while young.”
― Muriel Spark, Memento Mori

For the longest time I've really wanted to like Muriel Spark.  All the bookish folks I admire -- and many of them are my book twins as in we seem have the same bookish interests -- love Spark.  She's witty and dry and quirky and keeps her novels slim and sassy.  I've tried several of her novels:  Finishing School (blah), The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie (okay), Aiding and Abetting (likable, but not one I'd pick up again), Girls of Slender Means (meh)....  If I were to re-read one of the above titles I might feel differently; I've learned that time and place has a great deal to do with my reading.  It may very well be a case of right book and wrong time.

I picked up Memento Mori for Muriel Spark Reading Week -- which ended two weeks ago -- and I am happy to say I've found a five-star Spark novel.  I picked this book completely based on the cover and it was a definite win.  The plot involves a group of elderly friends (more like frenemies) who find someone calling them saying "Remember you must die."  Each of the friends respond differently to this mystery caller. Some die, some move into nursing homes, previous affairs resurface, and secrets past and present emerge.

Spark's Memento Mori reminded me a bit of a slimmed down Iris Murdoch novel. I always rave that my favorite part of Murdoch's novel involve her character descriptions; there is such a physicality in the descriptions.  More than height, eye color, a token feature or two, Spark -- like Murdoch -- allows us to view the character several different ways.  The aging Godfrey Colston in Memento Mori sees himself as spry, fit, and healthy.  Olive -- the granddaughter of a fellow in Colston's set -- sees him as a sad, angry, old man with bladder issues. I -- personally -- thought he sounded like a mean, blundering jerk. 

Based on how much I enjoyed Memento Mori, I have to say that I'm not giving up on Spark yet.  I am certainly going to read some other titles and perhaps re-read one of the books I didn't like the first time.  I'm really glad there was a Muriel Spark reading week or I might not have picked up Memento Mori. 

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Readerly Rambles: 10/19/2011



What I've finished:
  • In this House of Brede by Rumer Godden:  I inhaled this book about a group of nuns.  I'm one of those agnostic types with a protestant background who is inexplicably fascinated by Catholicism.  I enjoyed learning about the life of a nun, but I most enjoyed the different characters in the book and how they each met with different challenges (personal and related to their convent).  This is my first Rumer Godden book and I'll definitely be reading her again.   This book was for the TBR challenge.
  • Lady Audley's Secret by Mary Elizabeth Braddon:  This book was such fun!  Lady Audley has a secret -- which the reader will discover soon after beginning the book -- and that secret threatens to destroy her current wealth and position she's obtained by marriage.  Of course she will stop at nothing to ensure her status and everyone is shocked at her evil insanity because she is such a blonde, pretty, angelic creature.  Oh Victorians, how horrific when the Angel in the House proves to be nefarious! This Victorian sensational novel was for Carl's RIP challenge.
  • The Bad Seed by William March:  I picked this book up for Carl's RIP challenge because I love the campy film version.  Oh WOW, the book is far darker, violent, and terrifying.  Little Rhoda is bat shit crazy and one evil little sociopath.  It was weird/interesting that I read this right after Lady Audley's Secret.  Both books address society's views on beauty and innocence and deal with themes of maternal hereditary insanity.  If I were in grad school I'd probably write a paper about the two novels.  But I'm not.  So I won't. (sticks out tongue)
What I'm Reading:
  • Fragile Things by Neil Gaiman: this is a group read over at Carl's blog.  I'm enjoying this collection and you can read more about it here, here, here and here.  
  • Clermont by Regina Maria Roche:  Oh my goodness this is a fun one!  A classic Gothic novel, this book stars one dim witted, overly good, heroine who is either trembling with emotion, quivering with fright, blanching with fear, or crimsoning with modestly.  There are gobs of "hithers" and "whilsts" and flowery speeches.  I must say I'm loving it and I feel all Catherine Morland when I'm reading it.  This book is for The Classics Circuit.   
What's Up Next:

It it mother-effin' Readathon time!  (throws confetti).  I have my stack of Readathon books below and Sam is watching the babies so I can read my eyeballs out.  I can't wait to nerd-out with all of you on participants on Saturday, October 22nd at 8 a.m.


Recent Purchases:  
Happy Reading!

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Fragile Things Readalong: Week 6

Hooray!  I enjoyed the tales this week far more than last week's readings. 

My Life
What it is:  a poem of sorts that consists of one long ramble from someone the reader can assume is frequenting a pub.  The stories are ridiculous and marvelous.  Sex-changes? Possessed Dishwashers?  General strangeness?  Check. Check. And Check.

Favorite Line:  "I like to think that if / The dishwasher had not been haunted - well, / possessed, I guess would be more accurate -- / She'd still be here today..."

What worked for me:  The reality of this poem.  And my reality I mean not the reality of dudebuddy's stories, but the reality of running into those people with fantastical tales (especially the folks with stories that MAY be true, but most likely isn't).

Fifteen Painted Cards from a Vampire Tarot
What it is:  A lovely little set of vignettes related to vampire life (erm... unlife?).  I liked some more than others.

Favorite Line:  I can't really pinpoint one favorite line, but I will say the writing is very strong.  Each vignette hints at a very complex story line.  Hooray for nice, tight writing.

What worked for me:  I think restrained Gaiman works best.  We didn't have a chance to delve into page after page of explicit sex and violence.  Instead each piece (some are only a few lines and other a few paragraphs) pricks the imagination into filling in the shadowy bits of story -- the back story and the future of the principle players.

What didn't work:  No complaints.  Although I will say I had to focus.  Sometimes with short pieces I tend to read too fast.  I think it works best to make sure you pause between each set of vampire tales in this story.

Feeders and Eaters
What it is:  one of my favorite Gaiman stories so far.  A man boarding at a family home (Mister Barrow) meets another boarder, a woman -- Miss Corvier.  The woman is old and seems to be involved in witchcraft (at the very least she is what my dad would call a "dirty hippie").  Then the cat goes missing.  And Mr. Barrow finds the cat alive and half-eaten.  Things get even more creepy from there!

Favorite Line:  I don't really have a favorite line.  The entire story is gripping (pun intended harty har har)

What worked:  Yay!  This story is gruesome, but not gruesome for shock value, simply gruesome in classic horror sense.

What didn't work:  No complaints

Diseasemaker's Croup
What it is:  Apparently a college-level writing exercise for everyone to read.  Essentially, it is a faux medical description of a fake disease.

What didn't work:  I didn't care for this.  I felt like it had no point.  It is as if Professor set a timer and said "describe a macabre disease.... go".  I think this type of writing is showy and false.  Although to be honest each time I tired to read my eyes just slid over the page.  This may be a Reader (i.e. me) fail and not a Gaiman fail.

Sunday, October 9, 2011

In which the Heroine attempts to get back in the blogging game by posting her Fragile Things Group Read post...

It seems like every time I write a post on Fragile Things it seems as though I only have negative things to say, but yet I still consider Neil Gaiman one of my favorite contemporary writers.  I think I'm going to divide up my review of each story with a one sentence description of the piece, a favorite quotation, a statement on what worked for me and a statement about what didn't work.  Even the most loathsome of stories has something I like... even if it is just a turn of phrase or image or structural aspect. 

Locks
What it is:  A lovely poem about a father reading the tale of Goldilocks and the Three Bears to his daughter.  It is a layered piece discussing the violation the three bears (especially Papa Bear) felt after having their home infiltrated by a nosy little girl, but mostly it is about the father embracing those moments when his little girl can beg for a simple story and it is easy for him to keep her safe and make her happy. 
Favorite Line:  "We owe it to each other to tell stories. / These days my sympathy's with Father Bear. / Before I leave my house I lock the door, / and check each bead and chair on my return./ Again. / Again. / Again."
What worked for  me:  I love this poem.  It is beautifully constructed, deep, and loving with out saccharine sentimentality.  This is Gaiman at this finest.  His best writing -- to me -- showcases his ability to write subtlety quite well.  It is when he "lays it all out" that I think his writing suffers.  Keep this in mind when I write on the stories for this week.
What didn't work:  no complaints!

The Problem of Susan
What it is:  a story about C. S. Lewis's Susan post-The Last Battle.  And holy hell what a train wreck.
Favorite Line:  erm..... I got nuthin'
What worked for me:  the general idea....As one who grew up in a conservative Christian home-educated environment I can say that The Chronicles of Narnia where a HUGE part of my reading life as a young girl.  The Silver Chair is one of my most favorite books, but the series as a whole was lacking to me.  I always identified with Susan the most and I was taught when reading the last book that Susan didn't get to go to heaven because Susan didn't "believe".  I don't know what C.S. Lewis had in mind with Susan, but when I turned Bikini Kill-listening Riot Girl in the seventh grade "don't be a Susan" was hammered into my head. 
I was excited to read this story, if only to get a different interpretation and I was so so so disappointed.
What didn't work:  The disgusting over-preoccupation with sex.  From staring at a killed centaur's penis to the White Witch and Aslan having post-kid eating graphic sex, the entire story was a swirling cesspool of ridiculous, overblown sex and violence.  This is Gaiman at his worst.  When Gaiman decides to get graphic he falls prey to being a shock jock of the writing world.  I hated this story.

Instructions
What it is:  Maybe Gaiman should stick with poetry?  This is a wonderful poem about fairy tales and all of the instructions one receives in fairy-land.
Favorite Line:  "Walk up the path, and through the garden / gate you never saw before but once. / And then go home. / Or make a home. / Or rest."
What worked:  EVERYTHING.  Anne Sexton, Andrew Lang, Angela Carter, and the Grimm Brothers all nob their approval.
What didn't work:  no complaints on this one, either!

How do you think it feels?
What it is:  A man is unfaithful to his wife and has a long-term affair with another woman.  He doesn't even enjoy parenting his twin girls because he can only think about how he will one day leave them for his current hot piece of ass.  What a douche.  He ends up leading a cold and lonely existence and being dominated by some sort of gargoyle he constructed from some of said girlfriend's modeling clay THAT HE JACKED OFF IN.  EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW....... Of course this gargoyle may be real or imaginary. 
Favorite Line:  ermmmmm......
What worked:  .................
What didn't work:  OMG Neil Gaiman!  The Penis is not stronger than the sword.  Quit writing with your dick and write with your brain, heart, and other higher-order organs.  Of course there is a graphic sex scene because apparently Gaiman feels that in order to be a "real" writer there must be excessive use of orgasmic juices.  GROSSSSSSSSSSS.......

Fingers crossed that next week's story want make me turn bright red when I read in public. 

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Fragile Things -- Week 2

A Bluebeardesque picture from my Alma Mater (late 1800s).


I really enjoyed all of the stories in this week's Fragile Things read along.  Click here to see what everyone else thought about this week's reading. 

"The Hidden Chamber"

This is a Bluebeard poem and I simply couldn't help myself from comparing it to Angela Carter's short story "The Bloody Chamber."  I've always been fascinated by Bluebeard (I even wrote my own Bluebeard poem for my college thesis*).  On one hand Bluebeard is a nefarious man, luring women and keeping one secret room locked away and then virtually taunting them to open it so he has an opportunity to punish (i.e. slaughter) his brides.  But if the story isn't tangible, it there isn't a literal room and if there isn't actually murder committed the story shifts.  As a deeply introverted person, I understand the need for something that is a haven for oneself, be that a room, a journal, an hour in the day.  And I can't stand that some people feel the need to grope and pry one's entire life, space, thoughts. 

What I'm trying to convey is that one can interpret Bluebeard tales on a spectrum.  The grisly murder of one's bride is obviously a Bad Thing, but what if you're simply pissed off and emotionally distant because your bride read your diary (or in Sam's case that would be like me going through his Spawn action figures in the man cave).  In Gaiman's poem I feel as if this is an emotional locked room and the Bluebeard has an inability to emotionally connect.  Try as she might, the bride will never be able to figure out his secret, his self locked away in his own loneliness.  I thought the last lines particularly beautiful:  "The world flutters like insects.  I think this / is how I shall remember you, / my head between the white swell of your breasts, / listening to the chambers of your heart."


"Forbidden Brides of the Faceless Slaves in the Secret House of the Night of Dread Desire"

It took me a bit to orient myself to this story.  Filled with the typically Gothic tropes of lighting, creatures, fleeing maidens, talking ravens, family secrets, and curses, this story is one that would laughingly frighten someone like Catherine Morland from Northanger Abbey.   This story is about a writer trying to write literary fiction and to do so taking his cue from his reality (which just happens to be a reality of Gothic horror).  A raven suggests he writes fantasy and the author writes a novel from our rather boring, rational world.  It is an interesting take.  To tell the truth, I've often wondered how things would be if my world was fantastical imagination and someone simply made me up.  But then again, I'm completely nuts.


"The Flints of Memory Lane"

My least favorite of this week's read, "The Flints of Memory Lane" sounds closest to a real ghost story.  By real, I mean those creepy things that happen that one cannot easily explain.  It is only my least favorite because it is so brief.  It concerns a teenager who has an encounter with what very well could have been a ghost.  The best part of this brief tale is the writing; I love the phrase "I like things to be story-shaped."

"Closing Time"

In his introduction, Gaiman says that this story is styled like an MR James story.  I LOVE MR JAMES (in fact, I read one of his collections a few years ago for RIP).  This story scared the living shit out of me.  A little boy hangs out with some older boys.  Pranks and jokes are played and then they find a creepy playhouse and the boys taunt the little boy into going in.  The little boy doesn't go in and instead dares the older boys to go in.  They older boys go in the terrifying playhouse and ....... never come out.  But then we learn that the boys did survive, at least to adulthood.  The terrifying part is that my stupid brain fills in the blanks.  Either this was all an elaborate ruse to scare the little boy or there is something evil and supernatural going on or there is (even scarier to me) an evil sexually abusive dad torturing the older boys.

This story really emphasized my own sense of "what is horror."  Vampires, ghosts, ghouls, and supernatural evil are creepy and thrilling.  I'll read a book or watch a movie filled with spookiness.  Human horror and horribleness is the stuff of nightmares for me.  I don't watch movies like The Accused or watch shows like Criminal Minds because to me the stuff that humans do to hurt each other is far more frightening and ghoulish then the creepiest MR James story one could conjure.

Excellent reading this week and I can't wait to continue on with the collection.

(*it was a three-part poem of pretentious drivel.  It sucked.) 

Monday, September 12, 2011

Fragile Things Readalong: Post the First


Of course I'm a day late posting my thoughts on Neil Gaiman's first four stories in the collection Fragile Things.  Yesterday started off badly, but ended up happy.  I spent my evening hours blithely stitching away and listening to Wait Wait Don't Tell Me.  Then I crawled in bed and read a RIP read (Lady Audley's Secret).  It was an enjoyable read, but it isn't wise to stay up until one in the morning reading when one has a non-sleeping baby boy.

But I digress...

This morning I woke up and realized that in all my introvert retreating into books and stitchy things I forgot to post.  So here we are, belated posting. 

The first four pieces of Fragile Things are the introduction, "A Study in Emerald", "The Fairy Reel", and "October in the Chair."  I'll try to describe what I loved and what I didn't, but with no spoilers.
  • Introduction:  I love Neil Gaiman introductions and I remember being especially delighted with the last collection's, Smoke and Mirrors, introduction.  Gaiman goes through each piece of his collection and describes a special something; a memory connected with writing the piece, an image, the history of the writing, a significant influence.... It all makes for fascinating reading and I feel as if he is in the room across from me chatting away over a cup of coffee.  It is so lovely to feel quite chummy with an author one has never met.
  • "A Study in Emerald":  A Lovecraft meets Sherlock Holmes meets Victorian alternative universe.  Need I say more?
  • "The Fairy Reel":  Alas, my brain slid over each lovely phrase in this poem.  I recall that it is about fairies and dreams and it seemed sinister and I enjoyed it, but I can't recall the details.  Yay for book remember #FAIL. 
  • "October in the Chair":  I loved this story.  October -- yes, the month -- is sharing a story with all the other months as they sit around a large campfire.  The story concerns a runaway boy named Runt and a little ghost boy named Dearly.  This story drove me mad, but in a good way.  SPOILER !!!!!!!!!!!!!  Basically Runt wants to join his ghostly friend and Dearly sends him to an creepy house with the warning that "one of them may do it."  October's story ends with Runt entering a sinister house with rustlings and then....... NOTHING. The story ends.  I'm dying to know what happens to Runt!  
I'm already digging into the next set of stories and hopefully I'll post on time next week. 

Happy RIP Reading!

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

R.I.P. VI Reading Challenge



It is time for my favorite reading challenge of the year, Carl's R.eaders I.mbibing P.eril Challenge!  I'll be participating in Peril the First (reading at least 4 spooky or mysterious books, but striving for 7) and the short story, screen, and Fragile Things read-along.

Here's my pool of potential reads.  What should I start with first?
  • At Bertram's Hotel by Agatha Christie
  • Jamaica Inn by Daphne du Maurier
  • The Little Stranger by Sarah Waters
  • The Dead Secret by Wilkie Collins
  • The Meaning of Night by Michael Cox
  • The Alienist by Caleb Carr
  • The Ruby in the Smoke by Philip Pullman
  • The Haunted Doll's House by M R James
  • Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children by Ransom Riggs
  • The Bad Seed by William March
  • Lady Audley's Secret by Mary Elizabeth Braddon
  • The Woman in Black by Susan Hill (re-read)

Hooray for deliciously creepy, autumnal books!

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier

First of all, I'd like to thank Allie over at A Literary Odyssey for hosting the Rebecca Readalong; I've wanted to reread this book for years and the readalong gave me the perfect opportunity to do so.  Second, I didn't post my first update for the readalong in time.  We were suppose to post on chapters 1-15 by January 14th.  The 14th rolled around and I realized I had read to chapter 17 already and the plot was thickening.  I had to make a difficult decision:  set aside Rebecca and dutifully write a blog post or ignore the deadline and devour the second half of the book.

I chose to consume the remainder of Rebecca.  This was a reread for me (I read Rebecca at least five years or more ago) and I could remember bits of the plot and the outcome, but I had difficulty recalling how everything "went down."  Early yesterday morning I finished the reread and I have to say that Rebecca is even better the second time around.

First, a few things before I begin discussing my thoughts on the novel.  1). I'm skipping a plot summary, because I think most people are generally familiar with the premise of the book.  2).  Do not read ANY FURTHER if you have yet to read Rebecca.  This is one huge plot spoiler.  So I guess what I'm saying is that this post is for Rebecca readers only.  ;)

Several things stood out to me when rereading this book:

  1. Having an unnamed narrator/heroine is a most brilliant idea and really made the novel.

  2. This is Jane Eyre all over again.


The Unnamed Narrator:

Maxim de Winter's new wife is young, inexperienced, poor, unglamorous and the exact opposite of Rebecca.  The reader never learns her name and this truly helps establish this new wife as less than Rebecca.  Rebecca is able to own things:  this is Rebecca's husband, house, dog, pen, brush.  The nameless heroine can claim nothing of  her own as her namelessness leaves her with out identity.   Rebecca's presence is heavy in the book:  the summer heat is oppressive and thick, flowers droop, doors thud and Rebecca's very name conjures anxiety and fear.  If the heroine had a name (for example, Sally) Rebecca's power would be diminished; Sally would have the husband, house, dog, pen, and brush.  The most the nameless heroine can do is share the title of Mrs. de Winter and Rebecca crowds her out of that title.

A significant scene occurs in chapter 20; after Maxim tells his current wife that Rebecca's body has been discovered he is begging forgiveness and kissing his wife hungrily.  Then the heroine states, "This is what I have wanted him to say every day and every night, I thought, and now he is saying is at last.... He is saying it now.... He went on kissing me, hungry, desperate, murmuring my name (p.252)."  Maxim is saying his new wife's name thereby diminishing Rebecca's power.  However, the reader is still left in Rebecca's thrall because the reader still does not know the new wife's name.  The balance of power has tipped for the characters, but the reader still waits.

Shades of Jane Eyre:

The shades of Jane Eyre one can find in Rebecca are pretty obvious:  a wealthy man with a home full of secrets who marries a young, innocent girl.   Mr. Rochester attempts to marry Jane before disclosing his past (or the fact that he is still married) and Maxim de Winter makes a selfish decision to marry the heroine of Rebecca without disclosing his past (or even telling her anything about his life).  Jane cares for Mr. Rochester in his blindness and the nameless heroine of Rebecca cares for Maxim when there is a chance others may discover he murdered Rebecca.  Heck, we even have burning mansions in both books.

I'm not so much interested in the similarities between the two novels as I am interested in my reaction to rereading the books.  When I read Jane Eyre and Rebecca for the first time I was captivated by the romance.  Maxim and his new wife desperately love each other!  Jane and Mr. Rochester desperately love each other!  On my second readings, I had different reaction.  I found Maxim de Winter and Mr. Rochester pretty much selfish douchebags.  Sorry, but that's my take on it.  Neither man thinks of the impact his past actions will have on marriage and love.  I thought Mr. Rochester especially egregious; attempting to marry Jane while marrying Bertha could have totally destroyed Jane; and he knew this.  Maxim is counting on his new wife to be innocent and young and bring about a freshness to his life.  Neither man views his wife/wife-to-be as an equal and both men underestimate the understanding of the women they love.

Of course, I still absolutely adore Jane Eyre and Rebecca.  In fact, I think I've been inspired to reread Jane Eyre in the next few months.  I'm also certain that Rebecca is a true classic that I'll be rereading for many years to come.

Saturday, January 15, 2011

War and Peace, Volume 1

I'm participating in A Literary Odyssey's reading of War and Peace and today marks our first check in date.   We're all supposed to have completed volume one, but I'm about 50 pages shy of completion.

I have a good excuse:



No, this isn't Atticus!  Its...



Leo!  Coincidently, War and Peace can wear a size 3-6 month onesie.   My problem is that since this book is as large as my baby, I have a difficult time getting to read.  I read a bit at night when Atticus goes to bed, but I can't take advantage of reading while nursing.  I'm afraid it is just too much!

When I do get a chance to read, I find myself truly immersed in the Napoleonic world of War and Peace.  I have a second confession to make, this will be my second reading of War and Peace.  I read the novel the summer of 2006; I liked it, but didn't love it.  I thought it a bit wooden.  Then I learned that I picked a bum translation!  Ack!

Gratefully, a wonderful friend bought me a lovely hardback copy of the Pevear and Volokhonsky translation.  This reading is going much better.  The dialogue flows more smoothly and the personality of the characters really shine.

I am finding that I really wish I knew more about Russian history; especially about the Napoleonic wars.  I'm searching for a non-fiction book with a good overview and I'm open to recommendations.

How's the read going for everyone else?

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Reading Goals for 2011

I'm not quite ready to post my wrap-up for my 2010 reading year, I'm still determined to finish North and South before midnight on January 1st!  I have been spending a great deal of time thinking about 2011.

This post will be in list format because I adore lists.

The Basics:

  • Read a minimum of 75 books or 20,000 pages

  • Participate in the April and October Readathons

  • Participate in 3 other book blogging events (for example, I'm eager to participate in the Virago reading week and the Persephone reading weekend.)

  • Do 5 readalongs.  They can be blog readalongs or GoodReads readalongs.  I'm signing up for several readalongs hosted by Allie at A Literary Odyssey

  • Complete 3 reads for the Classics Circuit and POST ON TIME!

  • Complete all the reading challenges I've signed up to do.

  • Only do 12 challenges at a time.  I have to finish a challenge to signup for another.


Reading Challenges:

I'm still making my lists for these challenges, so check back soon!

  1. Local Library Challenge -- Check out and read 30 library books

  2. Off the Shelf Challenge -- Read 30 books off my shelves

  3. Chunkster Challenge -- Read 8 chunksters or 3 tomes

  4. To Be Read Challenge -- 12 books from my TBR pile

  5. Special Topics in Calamity Physics Challenge -- Senior Level

  6. Vintage Mystery Challenge -- Read 4-6 Vintage Mysteries

  7. Man Booker Challenge -- A Booker's Dozen, read 12 of the winning, short-listed, or long-listed titles.

  8. What's in a Name Challenge -- List coming soon!

  9. First in a Series Challenge -- Read 3 books that are the first in any series

  10. Seconds Challenge -- Read 12 books that are the second in a series or the second time I've read the author.

  11. Chivalrous Deeds Historical Challenge -- Read 7 historical fiction books

  12. Dystopia Challenge -- Read 5 Dystopian novels


Tomorrow I plan on posting my lists for the various challenges.  I need to read read read because there are so many other challenges I want to join.  Wish me luck!

I think that is it for my more concrete reading goals.  I also want to try to blog more reviews and do general reading updates.  A strict blog schedule isn't for me, but I'll try to be more devoted to maintaining the bookishness of this blog.