People In A Glass House

Hey Flower guess what?


I'll tell you what. While Wolf Hall by Hilary Mantel (Who I heart in case you don't remember.) was winning the 2009 Booker, Simon Mawer was one of the nominees losing for The Glass Room. He may have won if nominated a different year because his book is splendid but when up against the powerhouse that is my girl Hilary he was an also ran. Indeed who could have competed successfully against all that Mantel exquisiteness? I'd like to say no one but having just finished The Glass Room I have to say that the Booker judges had to make a close call.

The Glass Room starts out in Czechoslovakia in the 1920's. Wealthy newlyweds Viktor and Liesel Landauer have built a modern marvel of a house. It's all clean lines, steel, onyx and glass. The perfect home to see them into a bright future. No reader needs a Magic Eight Ball to see what's coming. It's the 20's, Viktor is an educated Jew and Germany is their backyard. That being said knowing the historical events that will surround the fictional characters of a historical novel in no way precludes your pleasure and respect for the novel. Rather your knowledge of history should be brought to a human level, a sympathetic level by the writer's ability to tell a story within a historical context. That doesn't always happen. It does here.

As the worst of 20th century history moves forward in the novel various people will come and go from the glass house. These are not people who are going to change history this is not that kind of novel. These are the people trying to get through the war and what life brings them next as best they can. The real survivor here is the house. Over a 60 year period history comes to this house nothing happens outside of it. The house is all of us. It doesn't make anything happen it is a mute and static witness.

I don't want to put the hex on The Glass Room by saying it is a novel of ideas but that is exactly what it is-- but that is not all that it is. The brilliant characters and the plot lines are all there to propel the reader along. This isn't a dry, philosophical, God help me when will this end book you had to read for school. This is effulgent writing that views the last 60 years from a very interesting stage. I was quite impressed with The Glass Room.

Happy

Now that I'm caught up, Amy Tan reads to get a new novel out, ok?

Flower,
I think that if you are lucky when a loved one is lost to you there will be no regrets regarding how well you knew them. You will have had the time and oppertunity to ask all of the questions that you wanted to and you would have been told all the stories they knew. When that loved one is a parent it seems to me most often that what you didn't know is exactly what would have brought you the most peace and understanding when they passed.

In Amy Tan's The Bonesetter's Daughter, middle aged ghostwriter Ruth Young is losing a parent by inches. Ruth is a woman who has defined herself in many ways but now suddenly she sees herself only as the daughter of a newly diagnosed Alzheimer patient, her mother LuLing. LuLing was raised outside of Peking by her beloved Precious Auntie. When her Aunt is lost to her through betrayal and deceit, LuLing eventually makes her way to America. As LuLing wanders in and out of the tenacious disease that will soon control her she struggles to tell Ruth all she needs Ruth to know to stay strong and find her own happiness. Ruth doesn't understand what she presumes are her Mother's ramblings. Partly to pass the time and partly to escape her Mother's chatter Ruth begins a translation of her Mother's diary. It is then that she learns of the traumatic events of her Mother's life and begins to understand her Mother's courage and desire to communicate with her.

My bare bones description of the story should not be taken as that's all there is. AmyTan has layers upon layers (Ah! The old multilayered!) of back story and family history throughout Bonesetter's. How she can manipulate all that fascinating information into the personalities of her characters is spectacular. Reading the absorbing life stories of generations only to have them come skillfully dancing back to the present and all of it's worries and to matter? That is masterful writing. That is storytelling.

I could say that mother daughter relationships are not new ground for Amy Tan but that's like saying that men fading out of their prime is not new territory for Philip Roth. This is what these authors write about. You read them because you have an interest in that and because they write so well. End of story--which is a shame!

Happy.

P.S. In case you were wondering you can get any or all (I would recommend  the all) of Amy Tan's great novels---and I can say that now that I have read them all---at any Independent Bookstore. Good news, right?

Another Eve Day!

Happy Valentines Day Eve Flower!

Do you and Mr Flower have plans for the holiday?
It seems strange to me that V-day is on a Sunday. Although I can accept that it has happened many times before. I think of Valentine;s Day as a school day. A day with mini Valentines cards put into paper bag mailboxes (being sure to have one for everyone in your class) followed by parent volunteer made cupcakes and juice for all. Viva la V-day I say. What's wrong with a holiday that brings you a boat load of mail assuring you of never ending love and sweets? Nothing I say. Let's celebrate it once a month instead of once a year.

As for people that see Valentine's Day as a reminder that they are without someone tied to them by a promise of enduring love and a certificate from the state of their choice entitling them to half of everything? Get over it I say. No need for a 12 step program or a paparazzi stalking rehab for this mindset. All you have to do is to stop reading women's magazines they only want you to believe you have a cover full of defects that only they can cure for you, by yourself your own flowers and chocolate that way you get what you want and watch The Third Man.

Why The Third Man? Well it is an excellent movie that you need to see for enjoyment/worship and as a cultural reference. I don't want to say, "I never knew the old Vienna before the war with it's Srauss music, it's glamor and easy charm" and not have you know what I mean. You could watch it on any Eve and it would be appropriate (especially on Thanksgiving I find) so it is completely on target for V-day. I don't know if you've ever seen it so I will not give away any of the plot (And what a plot! Thank you Graham Greene!) but there are a couple love stories in there along with so much other fabulously wonderfully exciting things. The love stories aren't the usual affairs. These two love stories take place under wildly unique circumstances and are played for dramatic effect but they are also painfully honest in their sweetest moments and their sad moments. And. At the end someone walks away independent and ready to survive. ~~~Sigh~~~ Lesson learned and maybe role model created? Oh yeah. In your face women's magazine!

Happy and with lots of things to love.

Hey! By the way...Happy Chinese New Year. It's the year of the tiger and now commence not being able to get "Eye of the Tiger" out of your head for the next 12 months.

Taken by the Horns

Flower, it was a dark and stormy night.


That's generally as scary as I want anything I read to be. I am not brave. It has only been in the last two years that I have slept with the lights off. So what am I doing reading a book by the hot new writer of horror/suspense, the author of the bestselling The Heart-shaped Box, the man that babies are named for and critics adore, Joe Hill? With the lights now off at night I should be baby stepping my way into watching Scooby Doo without getting anxious (more true than I would like anyone to know) about those pesky kids pulling the mask off Swamp Thing only to discover that it's Old Charlie who runs the mill rather than letting a terrific writer put pictures in my head that I cannot erase.

Woe is me.

The novel that is doing all this damage is Horns. When our hero Ignatis Perrish wakes up after a night of bad behavior he's got regrets, a hangover and devil horns. Quite the triple threat. Ig soon realizes that the horns are no hallucination and in fact like a good lipstick they have come with a gift. The initial discovery of the gift is a sarcastic crack up but that doesn't last long. Ig discovers there is a very dark awareness that he now has to navigate. As unwanted and icky as the horns and the G.W.P. are this isn't the worst thing that has happened to Ig. A year ago he went from being the young man with a good back ground on his way up in the world to the un-prosecuted but publicly convicted and shunned rapist and murderer of his beloved sweetheart , Merrin. Since Merrian's death Ig has been treated like the devil in his small town and now he looks the part. Ig decides to try and use his new power to find Merrian's real killer and make that person confess.

The unexpected, sarcastic humor that Hill laces through Horns is what I enjoyed the most. The suspense and bizarre experiences of Ig are what kept me reading. As Ig begins his quest for justice and a way out of his year long private hell you are immediately captured. The novel goes back and forth between then and now and the truth is cleverly exposed. Hill writes this novel with a kind of telling you a story over the backyard fence chattiness which offsets the horrific events perfectly. You are surprised every time and you are completely stuck. You will have to get to the end of this invention to see it all play out and you will soooooooooooooo enjoy doing it.

Happy and maybe the light's back on for a while but it was worth it.

P.S. I was sent an ARC of Horns by the good people at William Morrow part of HarperCollins Publishers and I thank them for it!

A Blast From Science's Past

Flower, my Flower!

It's been ten days and I am still committed to my Read It Or Remove It (R.I.O.R.I.) policy. How is that for dedication? Impressive is the word you are scratching your head for I believe. This time the book was the educational and absorbing The Dragon Seekers by Christopher McGowan and it was discovered on a frequently looked at bookcase in show room new condition. Having recently read and enjoyed Remarkable Creatures, Seekers being about the first dinosaur hunters is a perfect follow up.

We are not always fair to early scientists. When we look back with our powerful hindsight and vast ninth grade science knowledge at their accomplishments they somehow seem quaint. For instance how could nineteenth century scholars ever have failed to know what every six year old knows? That dinosaurs once ruled the Earth. It seems impossible.

The Dragon Seekers is a fascinating account of early Victorian naturalists, geologists, amateurs and eccentrics* who searched out the remains of frightening creatures never before seen or imagined. These men and women who were from all social classes and some of whom had little or no formal education. They made huge strides in our understandings of fossils and for the most part their contributions were forgotten in the post Darwin world. Seekers tells their stories with all the excitement of first discovery.

Author McGowan has successfully captured the magnitude of what these forgotten trailblazers did for a modern world that thinks all evolution and religious belief verses the possibility of life before Adam and Eve started with Darwin.

Happy

P.S. Why were there so many Victorian eccentrics?  You never hear about Elizabethan eccentrics or Me Generation eccentrics. What was it about the 1800's that turned so many people eccentric?

The Marraige Bureau for Rich People Who Need People

Flower, Flower, Flower.

Once upon a couple weeks ago I was killing time in a large chain bookstore (LCB) while waiting for a friend. I had been wanting to read something by Emile Zola for a while so I decided to look at what LCB had in stock. Have you ever read Zola, Flower? If so what did you think? I've never tried him but I recently watched The Life Of Emile Zola (love the bio pic) and that reminded me that I wanted to read him.

The only Zola LBC had in stock was their own edition of Nana. I was disappointed. I'm no big spender. I would like everything to be published as a mass market. But. I find LCB's editions to be too cheap and cheesey for me. The cover designs use unappealing, washed out colors and are boring, the paper the books are printed on is such a sub-par quality that the books never close and the paper actually sucks the moisture right out of my hands, the bindings are #@$% and that's not the worst of it.

What's worse is that if LCB has an edition of their own of classic work A they rarely stock any other editions of that title. I don't want to give anyone LCB's horrid edition of Jane Eyre. Books are like food--presentation counts! Would it cost them so much to also stock the Penguin or Random House Modern Library edition or something? Arugh! I want a nice edition and if there is a choice of editions I want the choice. My choice was to stop by my local independent bookstore and get my book there. Where I'd like you to know they had a choice of the Penguin or Oxford editions of Nana and 2 other Zola novels in stock as well.

Anyway. Enough with the small thinking of LCB!

 My time in LCB was not wasted. Oh no my floral friend. While searching for Zola, the idol of France,  I found  Farahad Zama.

That brighter than bright cover caught my eye immediately. Look at it. It's lovely. You aren't going to stumble across colors like that in any ho-hum world. It was love at first sight, Flower and interest soon after as I read the description. It wasn't purchase at first sight though. My cash once again went to my local.

How wonderful when my instincts are right. The Marriage Bureau for Rich People is a delight with a conscience. Mr Ali has retired from the Indian civil service. He feels the need to keep doing something so he opens a marriage bureau on the veranda. Almost immediately his matchmaking company is a success despite the local Aunties. Good thing since this gets him out of the way of Mrs Ali and their activist son. The Bureau has a lively and touching clientele all with very specific needs. Into the business comes modest Aruna. From a poor but proud family Aruna longs to be a bride but knows that without family money that won't ever happen. Ta-Da! Enter a sort of Doctor Darcy and the happy endings spring forth.

Marriage Bureau is a warmhearted and winsome novel. There is a helping of Jane Austen in the humor and social assessments and Alexander McCall Smith in Zama's light touch in showing us the grim realities of  political corruption, the caste system and poverty that the average Indian is up against without losing the cozy community feeling of the novel. Mr Ali's love connection business also reminded me of one of my all time, extra favorite novels, (Also set in India.)  A Suitable Boy. For me, not living in India, Marriage Bureau also has a built in exotic element in the setting and a mysterious quality in the customs. Zama has written a bewitching take you away from your troubles book.

Happy

Map of the Invisible World

Flower!

We have spoken of this before so I will only do the Happy Recap on this subject. We are thrilled when authors we love have a new book out. Seriously, what Reader doesn't love that?

I can hear your little brain from here. Who is it this time you're wondering. Why it's household name (in my household) Tash Wa. If you say his name quickly it sounds like a magic word. Tashwa!

Wa's first book, published in 2005 and winner of the Whitbread prize for a debut novelist was The Harmony Silk Factory. It was a favorite of mine that year and I forced it into a lot of grateful hands. It is the story of Johnny Lim, a shady figure in 1940s Malaysia. Johnny's story is told by three unreliable narrators: his angry son, the son's deceased, adulterous mother via her diaries and Johnny's ex-pat friend Peter Wormwood. Depending on the whose story you believe Johnny was: a good and true friend, a Communist leader, an informer for the Japanese, a black-market businessman or a working-class Chinese. I thought it was a first rate book full of moody settings and distinct, articulate writing.

So here now is Wa's new novel, Map of the Invisible World. Once again there are multiple, disparate stories and ethnicities coming together. That is a huge hook for me. As is any book set outside of the U.S. All the world is exotic to me. In Map a distraught young orphan making his way to Jakarta to search for his Dutch foster father, the brother of that orphan raised in comfort in Malaysia questioning his luck in being adopted by a wealthy family, an American teacher, an American embassy attaché who may or may not be undercover CIA and a dangerous radical communist. None of these people are where life should have put them and none are safe. This is Indonesia in 1964. The country is one more riot away from civil war. It is the year of 'living dangerously'.

Map proves that Aw has mastered the difficult multiple storyline novel. He can sustain all the treads, the tensions and your interest over 400 pages. His writing is stunning. The details of the invisible worlds in a third world country of poverty, squalor, political machinations and murders, colonialism and the destruction of families are all brought before you. These are the big issues. Aw incorporates them and all the turbulence of a country falling apart effortlessly into the rich psychology of this novel.

Happy

P.S. I bought my copy of Map of the Invisible Word at my local independent bookstore and while I was there I also bought: When Will There Be Good News by Kate Atkinson, The Lieutenant by Kate Grenville and just to break the Kate trend I picked up The Knitter magazine. I am excited by all 3 purchases! Those are 2 of my fav writers and 1 of my fav magazines.