tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974231261818475522024-02-06T21:07:12.816-05:00The Iced Tea Diariesa good book
can make an almost
impossible
existence,
liveable
~Bukowskimanadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.comBlogger617125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-73520573760827549802022-05-14T20:06:00.003-04:002022-05-14T20:06:57.073-04:00Open your eyes and then open your eyes again.<p> I had a hole in my reading history, a big void. I'd read <a href="https://www.terrypratchettbooks.com/">Terry Pratchett</a> when he teamed up with Neil Gaiman with <a href="https://icedteadiaries.blogspot.com/2010/12/good-omens-by-neil-gaiman-and-terry.html">Good Omens</a> but hadn't ventured much into the Pratchett catalog. It's a daunting catalog, to be fair, and I really didn't have any idea where to start. </p><p>As I was listening to <a href="https://craftlit.libsyn.com/">Craftlit </a>(currently running <a href="https://www.gutenberg.org/files/2874/2874-h/2874-h.htm">The Personal Recollections of Joan of Arc by Mark Twain</a>), Heather, the host, mentioned The Wee Free Men by Terry Pratchett and even said that, while it's a YA book, it's an excellent place to start. Perfect! And my library had the audiobook! More Perfecter!</p><p>The Wee Free Men (narrated by Stephen Briggs) is an EXCELLENT book for young adults and adults. Tiffany Aching is a 9 year old girl who is a bit different from other 9 year old girls. She regularly has to care for her younger brother, Wentworth, and she is very good at doing her chores, including making butter and cheese. Her grandma, Granny Aching, has passed on but Tiffany greatly admired her. Turns out, Tiffany is a lot like Granny Aching. She's a witch. </p><p>Tiffany always aspired to be a witch, but the day that she saw little blue men in kilts and <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jenny_Greenteeth">Jenny Greenteeth</a>, a green monster coming up from the water, she realized there is more to the world than she was aware. In order to get rid of Jenny Greenteeth, Tiffany uses her little brother as bait, then smacks Jenny with an iron frying pan. Ingenious and clever, Tiffany is.</p><p>At this point, the wee blue men, The Nac Mac Feegles, come out of hiding enough to interact with Tiffany and she meets with up with another witch, Miss Tick who explains some things to her and also just adds to Tiffany's confusion. While Miss Tick leaves to fetch more witches, she leaves her familiar, a toad with somewhat good advice, to help Tiffany navigate her new world.</p><p>When Tiffany's brother is kidnapped by the Queen of the Fairies, Tiffany full on enters a new reality with the Nac Mac Feegles by her side. She takes on dreamland (not as nice as it might sound) and the Queen in a quest to save her brother (even though she doesn't really like him THAT much).</p><p>This novel is technically first in the Tiffany Aching series and 30th in the entire Discworld series. It really is a perfect introduction to Pratchett and the worlds he created. Tiffany is such a smart and brave girl, you often forget she's only 9. When everyone around her is scared to move forward, she marches ahead with her frying pan, ready to face down whatever crosses her path. She really doesn't tolerate patronizing adults and is able to think her way out of sticky situations.</p><p>The Nac Mac Feegles are always ready to fight, drink, and steal for any cause and stay by Tiffany through her quest. They are hilarious and Stephen Briggs' narration with their Scottish accents is superb.</p><p>There are 5 novels in Tiffany's series and I'm thoroughly excited to tackle them all!</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="355" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/NVUEh8nqrtk" width="427" youtube-src-id="NVUEh8nqrtk"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">This fellow recorded the entire book - click the link to the first chapter and to see the whole playlist</span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p><br /></p>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-44223720994308780412022-04-14T20:59:00.002-04:002022-04-14T20:59:48.440-04:00Burnt out?<p> I tend to somewhat listen to TED talk podcasts, usually with just one ear while I knit or drive to work. One in particular made me start from the beginning because I felt like they were describing my life.</p><p>Guys. I think I'm burnt out.</p><p>I have the TED talk below but the gist is how stress can manifest into physical symptoms and how to deal with them. The authors of the book <a href="https://www.burnoutbook.net/">Burnout: The Secret to Unlocking the Stress Cycle</a> were the TED speakers and I was convinced enough to go out and get the book.</p><p>Knowing that burn out isn't just a workplace phenomenon, how do you recognize it when it happens?</p><p>Depersonalization: separating yourself emotionally from your work/activities and you don't feel it's meaningful anymore</p><p>Decreased sense of accomplishment: you work hard but you don't feel like you are making a difference</p><p>Emotional exhaustion: 'nuff said</p><p>Check. Check. Check. I AM burned out.</p><p>The Nagoski sisters, Emily and Amelia, gives us a lot of science-backed information about stress, stressors, escaping the lions, completing a stress cycle, to help us deal with our stress. Unfortunately, in today's world, we have chronic stressors, things that just don't go away (apparently commutes are some of the worst chronic stressors) so we are in a constant fight, flight, or freeze response. Is it any wonder we all feel terrible all the time? The toll this takes on your body!</p><p>They teach how to complete the stress cycle, ie. letting your body know you are safe and the stressor is not going to harm you. Until you get back in the car and go back to work :) Exercise is a good stress release but, thankfully, so is creativity. Painting, knitting, creating something, those are all good ways to make sure your brain and body know that you are in a good place.</p><p>Women deal with different stresses than men (#NotAllMen, I know I know) so this book is geared more towards women and the issues we deal with. In relationships, women tend to carry the load of parenting and household chores, even while working full time. In life, women are bombarded more with how we are supposed to look, act, speak, etc. than men. At work, especially if you are in a male centric profession, well, that is just constant stress of making sure you are noticed and given the same opportunities as your male peers (ask me how I know this one). </p><p>Besides completing your stress cycles, the book talks about relationships. How women use relationships to help them get through stressful situations. We may think we can get through it all on our own but truth is, we can't. They also talk about Human Giver Syndrome, which affects the majority of women. We tend to be the caretakers, the givers, the ones who give up themselves in order to help others. This isn't a terrible thing, it's just not a healthy thing. </p><p>One thing I found out after reading this book is <a href="https://www.instagram.com/nicolesachslcsw/">Nicole Sachs, LCSW</a> and her <a href="https://www.thecureforchronicpain.com/">Cure For Chronic Pain</a> site. She focuses on TMS but the science behind this and burnout are the same, I think. Your body will manifest symptoms and pain if you are holding on to stress and trauma. It's been fascinating to read up on the science because while I know I am burnt out, I also have chronic pain that, some days, is near debilitating. Since I've started paying attention, I can tell when my pain might be worse, like after a particularly stressful or upsetting day.</p><p>The science behind all of this is cool and scary. Our brains and bodies are just amazing and we really need to start paying more attention to them.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="312" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/PrJAX-iQ-O4" width="375" youtube-src-id="PrJAX-iQ-O4"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">TED talk - interview with the authors<br /><br /></div><blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">“The good news is that stress is not the problem. The problem is that the strategies that deal with stressors have almost no relationship to the strategies that deal with the physiological reactions our bodies have to those stressors. To be “well” is not to live in a state of perpetual safety and calm, but to move fluidly from a state of adversity, risk, adventure, or excitement, back to safety and calm, and out again. Stress is not bad for you; being stuck is bad for you.”</div></blockquote><p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p><br /></p>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-53229386329674009052022-03-24T20:31:00.002-04:002022-03-24T20:33:43.204-04:00Old..Professional..Killer<p> The <a href="https://www.nytimes.com/2022/02/24/books/review/new-crime-and-mystery-novels.html">New York Times</a> has a stellar book review section. It's frankly one of my favorite sections of the paper to read. Usually they have a dedicated page of mystery/thriller reviews that pique my interest. Flush with a tax refund, I ended up ordering several of those books one day. At around 210 pages, <a href="http://www.hardcasecrime.com/books_bios.cgi?title=Quarry%27s%20Blood">Quarry's Blood by Max Allan Collins</a> was a perfect quick read.</p><p>It's the latest in the Quarry series and, while I think I would have benefited from starting at the beginning, there wasn't much that wasn't explained from past books. Quarry is a former Vietnam vet/sniper turned professional contract killer turned old dude who wants to be left alone. He's in his 70s now and living out his life managing a little lodge resort in Minnesota. It's mainly set in current (COVID) times but we do get a flashback to the 80s to further set the plot in motion.</p><p>Ever the hyper alert former killer, even with bad knees, he's prepared when he gets an unexpected visitor to his cabin. Susan Breedlove is a youngish (to 70+ Quarry, at least) author who has written a book about him and his exploits in the past. Now she wants to do a sequel and wants his help. But wait, how does she find him?? Turns out his pasttime was writing "heavily fictionalized" books about his killings. WTF, man. That's not living in obscurity!</p><p>He sends Susan away and tries to get back to his life.</p><p>But wait! Someone is trying to kill him! </p><p>That escalated quickly.</p><p>Despite the bad knees and prior heart surgery, Quarry is pretty badass still at staying alive. He teams up with Susan to figure out who has a grudge against him (um....everyone?) and ends up traveling around to meet people, maybe kill them, and get his questions answered. There's a lot of corpses. </p><p>A lot of corpses. A lot of sex and strip clubs and sleazy hangouts and shady dudes. Just want you want in a hard boiled crime novel.</p><p>I'm off to read the back catalog. </p>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-945585471808782912022-03-15T18:52:00.001-04:002022-03-15T18:57:39.648-04:00Razorblade Tears<p> That moment when you find a new author that you LOVE and want to read everything, past, present, and future until you die.</p><p>S. A. Cosby has me hooked. After reading <a href="https://icedteadiaries.blogspot.com/2022/02/the-truth-had-strange-way-of-ending.html">Blacktop Wasteland</a>, I grabbed Razorblade Tears from the library. Laundry went undone, dishes unwashed, work unworked. I devoured this. And I want more.</p><p>I want to just unload about this novel but, alas, I don't want to spoil anything. So read this and get back with me, yes?</p><p>Ike Randolph has been out of prison for 15 years, keeping himself under the radar and getting back on his feet. He built up a lawn care/landscaping business that is doing pretty well. He has a wife, a son, and a granddaughter. All seems well until the first page when the police show up at his door to let him know his son has been murdered.</p><p>Buddy Lee has been out of prison for a bit and isn't making ends meet. Bills aren't getting paid and his travels into the bottles are getting longer. Buddy finds out his son was murdered.</p><p>Isiah Randolph and Derek Lee were married with a little girl. Both were brutally murdered, such that the funerals were closed caskets. Ike and Buddy Lee were the kind of fathers who really didn't take well to their sons being gay. We see the regret and sorrow their untimely deaths caused, enough so that, when the police make no arrests or even progress, Ike and Buddy Lee decide to do some investigating on their own.</p><p>Bear in mind, these are not old men who are wandering around town, chatting people up. These are ex-cons, tough, resourceful men. As they start digging in, all of their skills come in to play because shit gets dangerous real fast.</p><p>Ike and Buddy Lee play off of each other well, even if the start of their relationship is a bit rocky. The deeper they get into the situation their sons got into, the harder they fight to make sure the killer pays.</p><p>The actual killer is buried so damn deep that I honestly lost track of the body count leading to the head of this mess. Ike and Buddy Lee do not fuck around. </p><p>Pretty much every part of this book thrilled me to my core. It's been a while since I sat with some whisky and just READ for hours on end. I needed this.</p><p>Cosby didn't just write an action book. When I say this novel is full, trust and believe. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/ACNCD1VCUIY" width="403" youtube-src-id="ACNCD1VCUIY"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Interview with the author</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p><br /></p>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-43645661797593862752022-03-13T15:05:00.000-04:002022-03-13T15:05:18.979-04:00Don't call it a love storyDespite my aversion to all things "Happily Ever After", I was inclined to pick up <a href="https://marjankamali.com/">The Stationary Shop by Marjan Kamali</a> because 1) it was described as a bittersweet love story, 2) it's set in Iran, and 3) Shelbey from <a href="https://www.instagram.com/shelbeyandthebookstore/">Shelbey and The Bookstore</a> <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OKdTOH28gcw">raved </a>about it (don't watch the video until after you've read the book!)<div><br /></div><div>I honestly didn't feel this was a love story, per se. I personally didn't feel the deep and abiding love between Roya and Bahman but there was definitely something and I felt that. The novel starts off in 2013, in America, with Roya and Walter discussing making an appointment to see an old friend at a nearby nursing home. We really don't know much except that Bahman, the elderly man in the nursing home, broke Roya's heart.</div><div><br /></div><div>Back in 1953, in Iran, Roya and her sister Zari are listening to their Baba proclaim how they are going to become SOMEBODY. Baba is incredibly progressive for the place and time and he wants his daughters getting a good education, becoming scientists, writers, great woman. Zari doesn't seem destined for any of that and Roya has her head in books all the time (I can relate). Roya's favorite place to visit is The Stationary Shop, where shop owner Mr. Fakhri sets aside books and other stationary items for Roya. </div><div><br /></div><div>One day, Bahman, a young man around Roya's age, blows into the shop and back out. But not without the two of them noticing each other. Mr. Fakhri is adamant that Bahman will change the world but jusst as adamant that Roya stay away from him. During this time in Iran, there is political unrest, to put it lightly, and Bahman is in the center of the activist world. True love is apparently meant to be as Bahman and Roya get together, with Mr. Fakhri even helping a bit.</div><div><br /></div><div>Because this is a really wonderful journey for Roya, I'm loathe to spoil anything. Suffice it to say, Bahman breaks Roya's heart (but does he?) and she moves on to America for an education and a new life. </div><div><br /></div><div>I didn't see so much a love story as I saw a desperate need for mental illness to be recognized and addressed. I saw a desperate need for abortion to be considered essential health care. I saw generational trauma, when adults push their issues and trauma on to kids and the trauma-can keeps getting kicked down the road. I saw the need for gender equality (thank goodness for Baba!). </div><div><br /></div><div>There is so much more to this book than a love story. </div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="316" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Coo_wr_GCoc" width="380" youtube-src-id="Coo_wr_GCoc"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Interview with the author</span></i></div><br /> </div>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-21652221874141157382022-03-05T18:42:00.001-05:002022-03-05T18:42:34.266-05:00Son of a ...<p> I read <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/37442.Wicked">Wicked</a> by <a href="https://gregorymaguire.com/">Gregory Maguire</a> back in 2007. I know I liked it but don't remember more than the basic plot (ignoring the musical - although it's awesome, it's not the book). Somewhere along the way I picked up the second book in the Wicked Years series called Son of a Witch and it lingered in my stacks.</p><p>I finally picked it up after reading so many heavy books, expecting a light hearted take on Elphaba's son. That is not what I got.</p><p>Liir is just a kid when Dorothy did in Elphaba. He hid with Nanny and the Lion while the deed was done. Afterwards, Dorothy was matter of factly ready to get back to Oz to prove she killed the Wicked Witch, but Liir now had no one. So he went with the crew, back to the Emerald City. Again, as in Wicked, Dorothy is not painted in a good light here and honestly, she shouldn't be. Liir doesn't know if Elphaba was his mom or who his dad is, but he's hoping to find something in Oz. He has no choice. He no longer has a family.</p><p>We get this back story on Liir only because his body was found by travelers, nearly every bone broken and on the verge of death, who take him to some sisters (Maunts) who would take him in and try to repair him. His bones are set but he remains in a coma. That is, until Candle, an orphan dropped at the Mauntery by her uncle, sits with Liir and plays her Domingon, music that is causing all of Liir's memories to surface.</p><p>While this is happening, we have maunts and travelers who are turning up dead with their faces scraped off (see? not a light hearted read). We have the Wizard gone from Emerald City and Glinda in his place, until she is replace by a straw man government. We also have an Elephant Princess who made Liir promise to help her return to her Animal form with Elphaba's magic that surely he must also possess. </p><p>Everything is a mystery... until it's not. There are so many plot threads to keep up with, but in the end, most makes sense. I enjoyed this book but I had trouble with Liir's moping until about page 200, when he finally became himself. I didn't like most of his decisions but seeing how he was raised and how he had to try and grow up along (Thanks, DOROTHY), he really did the best he could.</p><p>Interestingly, the book ends with another green child. The granddaughter of Elphaba.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="300" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/VEGKmOWRpOQ" width="361" youtube-src-id="VEGKmOWRpOQ"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Fun comparison of the Wizard of Oz movie and Wicked</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p><br /></p>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-65283856488724908972022-02-21T11:08:00.006-05:002022-02-21T11:12:51.734-05:00The truth had a strange way of ending an argument<p> Don't you love when a book comes out of nowhere and it turns into one you just can't put down? I hadn't heard of <a href="https://www.npr.org/2020/07/19/892331415/take-a-dangerous-ride-through-blacktop-wasteland">Blacktop Wasteland</a> by <a href="https://twitter.com/blacklionking73?lang=en">S.A. Cosby</a> before I got it through a book club. It was a wild ride!</p><p>I knew I liked (some) heist movies, but I don't think I've read many heist books. Blacktop Wasteland is a heist book, full of cars and action, twists and turns. Beauregard "Bug" Montage used to live a life that was bound to kill him. He was one of the best getaway drivers on the East Coast, but once he married Kia and had 2 kids (with one from a previous relationship), he turned straight: an honest mechanic, doing well with his own garage.</p><p>But times hit hard. A new, cheaper auto garage came in nearby, wiping out his clientele and causing him to fall behind on payments. Not to mention kids needing braces and glasses. His cousin Kelvin finds him a street race, in hopes of making some money. Bug's Duster is a thing of beauty - not much to look at, but beautiful where it counts. He wins but it's still not enough money to help his troubles.</p><p>We get background on Bug's childhood. Absent father, mom who takes her anger out on her son. The background on Ant, Bug's dad, helps us see how Bug's new decisions are pushing him right down the same path. Bug needs a "job" and ol' white trash Ronnie is there with a doozy. Against everything Bug SHOULD be doing, he takes it and plans out the robbery. All would have been well, Bug is smart and knows his shit. Except....</p><p>Everything starts hitting the fan in crazy ways that take the book from just a robbery to a full on heist and possibly redemption. It's another book that is worth your time on the ride, even if it means a book hangover in the morning. You really have it all: fully fleshed out characters that you are invested in, a plot that doesn't stay in a straight line, and a world that you can be immersed in, taking the hits with the characters.</p><p>I don't say this often, but I really hope this becomes a movie.</p><p><a href="https://www.nytimes.com/2021/09/05/books/s-a-cosby-razorblade-tears-crime-novelist.html">S.A. Cosby, a Writer of Violent Noirs, Claims the Rural South as His Own</a><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="318" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/d8QwRzj9gA8" width="382" youtube-src-id="d8QwRzj9gA8"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Interview with S.A. Cosby</i></span></div><br /><p><br /></p>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-61949633275989044182022-02-19T11:38:00.003-05:002022-02-19T11:38:51.879-05:00Don't fight when you're angry. Think when you're angry.<p>I really wish I remembered where I saw this book being recommended, but I don't. <a href="https://www.kieselaymon.com/heavy">Heavy </a>by <a href="https://www.instagram.com/kieselaymon/?hl=en">Kiese Laymon</a> was on my hold list at the library for a bit, and when the audiobook came available, I dove in. I didn't know what to expect and I know I'm not the intended audience, but I loved this book. Loved it in a painful way.</p><p>It was heavy. Heavy enough I had to take pauses to regroup. </p><p>If you listen to Laymon in the interview (below), you'll find out this book wasn't meant to be what it turned out to be. Instead of a weight loss book with insights on how people deal with food, it turned into a memoir of Laymon's life and how his body bore the brunt of the abuses. </p><p>Laymon's father left early on, leaving his mom to raise him alone. You can tell that Laymon knows she tried her best but it was lacking. He was used to being beaten and, later on, being used by his mom. In his younger life, he ate. And ate. And ate. Until he was over 200lbs at age 11. He was big and black and, in America, that isn't a good thing for him. His family knew that simply by being him, he was a target. </p><p>As he grew up and started branching out from Jackson, Mississippi to go to college, his eating disorder went in the complete opposite direction. Everything he had to deal with, everything on his shoulders, everything in his past, was written on his body. </p><p>Even becoming a professor at Vassar didn't stop the trauma. If anything, it seemed to add more. </p><p>Throughout his life, he wrote. He wrote about racial injustice for a college newspaper and was threatened to be kicked out of the school. He constantly wrote (google his name, you'll find a treasure trove of writing) and tried to fight back through words. One of the reasons for my pauses while listening to Laymon read his book? Just absorbing his prose. He's magnificent with the written word. </p><p>I also paused because it was hard being in his shoes. I didn't have to live his life, I can only step in to briefly with him and that was difficult. But that's why I read. I can't live all the possible lives out there, so I join in to the ones who let me in through books. And I come out with more insight and perspective than what I had before.</p><p></p><blockquote>“My body knew things my mouth and my mind couldn't, or maybe wouldn't, express. It knew that all over my neighborhood, boys were trained to harm girls in ways girls could never harm boys, straight kids were trained to harm queer kids in ways queer kids could never harm straight kids, men were trained to harm women in ways women could never harm men, parents were trained to harm children in ways children would never harm parents, babysitters were trained to harm kids in ways kids could never harm babysitters. My body knew white folk were trained to harm us in ways we could never harm them.”</blockquote><p></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/qm_lJD-Iybg" width="394" youtube-src-id="qm_lJD-Iybg"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Interview with the author</span></i></div><br /><p><br /></p>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-8744099276989976022022-02-13T16:23:00.000-05:002022-02-13T16:23:30.010-05:00Any game looks straight if everyone is being cheated at once<p> I've had a rough 2022, so far. I imagine I'm not the only one. On January 21st, I went to bed, hoping to sleep. Sleep has been really hard to come by lately, so I wasn't surprised when I woke right up around 2am. What did surprise me was a clear voice in my head telling me that I need to re-read <a href="https://stephenking.com/works/novel/bachman-books.html">The Long Walk by Richard Bachman</a> (aka Stephen King). The Long Walk is one of my favorite King stories and I've read it a handful of times already. Why read it again?</p><p>You know how they say that it's not the book that has changed, it's the reader? That's why reading a favorite (or even not so favorite) book more than once across the span of your life is good. Is Stephen King great literature? Well...no. But what he can do amazingly well is show us the horror and terror of people. I feel his best works all include mere humans. Nothing supernatural, no monsters, clowns, or giant spiders. Just people. Because honestly, aren't we horrible enough to each other?</p><p>The Long Walk was first published in 1979 so technically, these shouldn't be spoilers. But, if you haven't read it yet, stop now, go read it, and then come back. Because I will be telling secrets here.</p><p><br /></p><p>Still here?</p><p><br /></p><p>Ok.</p><p><br /></p><p>Every time I pick up this story, I'm shocked at it. I'm still trying to figure out why. Ray Garraty is a 16 year old who has signed up for The Long Walk. It's a walk with 100 teenage boys, where they walk across Maine, and possibly, into the neighboring state. It happens once a year and boys are picked for the walk based on physical and mental tests. At the end, the winner gets whatever he wants and his family is financially set. This reason is why a lot of family members don't try to convince their boys to not participate. We don't know when in time we are, but if you catch the little bits here and there, you know the future is dystopian. America is ruled by dictator and the military is in charge. People can disappear easily if they don't conform to the rules.</p><p>Ray ends up next to Pete McVries and they end up walking together and helping each other throughout the walk. The rules to the walk are simple: stay above 4mph, never stop, but if you do stop or slow down, you can get 3 warnings. You can walk off 1 warning every hour. After 3 warnings, you get a ticket, which is a bullet to the brain (if you're lucky). The first kid to get his ticket is just jarring, to the walkers and to the reader. It's real now. You are in the walk and you are never stopping until you die or are the last walker. </p><p>Ray is our central character but he keeps himself surrounded with a group of boys who are a motley crew of stories and reasons why they are walking. Some have worked out to be fit enough to survive the walk, others are just walking with no prep. One boy brought 100 coins. Every time he hears a shot, he transfers one coin to the other pocket to keep track of the deaths. At some point, walkers just step over the corpses, walking in their blood and trailing it behind them. At some point, the horror of it all is just mundane. </p><p>Wrapping my mind around why kids would volunteer to do this, knowing their chances are so slim, and why families are ok with them going off to their deaths, I just haven't been able to yet. Is it much different than sending your kid off to the military, to war? But there's no honor in the walk, is there? To some, there is. You get the back stories of Ray's group and some are just damn heartbreaking. You want them all to win but the walk only stops when one person is left. </p><p>Each kid handles the walk in their own way. Towards the end, many choose to just sit down and wait to be killed. Suicide by military. Sometimes they try to take down the soldiers guarding them. That's when a bullet to the brain is a better way to go, when the soldiers decide to "play" and just shoot the kids in ways to make them die a slow, painful death. </p><p>So why did my brain tell me to re-read this? I might have found some correlation to my work life (will I get the reward at the end or just die in front of my computer?). I might have found it as a metaphor for life. Why do we keep finding ways to destroy one another?</p><p>The Long Walk is just a fantastic story. Apparently there are talks about it being a movie but I don't think I would want that. There just isn't any filler here, it's all worth the ride. Or the walk.</p><p></p><blockquote><p><br /></p><p>"Then why are you doing it? Garraty asked him. "If you know that much, and if you're that sure, why are you doing it?"</p><p>"The same reason we're all doing it," Stebbins said. He smiled gently, almost lovingly. His lips were a little sun-parched; otherwise, his face was still unlined and seemingly invincible. "We want to die, that's why we're doing it. Why else, Garraty? Why else?”</p></blockquote><p></p>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-47803551156169524442022-01-23T15:45:00.008-05:002022-01-23T15:57:13.195-05:00Tea time!<p> I thought joining a new book club online would be fun. Anything to expand my reading and get me social, right? <a href="https://www.plumdeluxe.com/">Plum Deluxe</a> tea has a <a href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/985182591922216">Facebook </a>group for it's book club and the list for the year sounded pretty good. Each month is a live Zoom to talk about the book.</p><p>If I had paid attention I would have seen that the live talk was on my virtual Knit and Bitch night. D'oh! I'm pretty sure the folks in my KnB group will be ok moving it one night a month :) </p><p>This month's book was Vanessa Yu's Magical Paris Tea Shop by <a href="https://www.rosellelim.com/">Roselle Lim</a>. I found it on <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Vanessa-Yus-Magical-Paris-Shop-ebook/dp/B07WHB2HQ3/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=vanessa+yu%27s+magical+paris+tea+shop&qid=1642970911&sprefix=vanessa+yu%2Caps%2C476&sr=8-1">Amazon Kindle</a> for $3.99 and got it read in time. All of those are magical things. The book? Well, it was a bit more fluffy than I would normally ever read. A bit more chick lit (I actually don't know if it is chick lit, but it feels like it).</p><p>Vanessa is a Chinese-American living on the West Coast and she has always had the ability to tell fortunes for people when looking at tea leaves. Apparently, this gift runs in the family and her Aunt Evelyn tries to teach her the rules and ways of fortune telling but Vanessa is stubborn and won't listen. So she endures horrible headaches with her fortune telling, while desperately wishing for love and to be free of this gift.</p><p>Her family, mom and aunties in particular, spend money to bring in a renowned matchmaker from China for poor Vanessa. I guess not being wed is a terrible sin? The matchmaker doesn't see a soulmate for Vanessa. After a last, particularly painful and devastating fortune, is blurted out, Vanessa decides she wants Evelyn to teach her the ways of fortune tellers.</p><p>That involves going to Paris for months and working in her aunt's tea shop. Oh, the humanity.</p><p>The descriptions of Paris and the food were actually really well done and made me jealous. We're relentlessly hit over the head that Vanessa is a "foodie" and she's desperate for love. It just soaks into every part of the story. Vanessa is a bit childish but, per chick lit rules, she has an encounter that forces her to grow up and take charge of herself. There were some odd twists at the end that seem to resolve the mystical gift issue, but honestly, it left me with questions.</p><p>Is this a normal thing in this book's world? If I went to a tea shop and some woman told me my dad was going to die and described how, I wouldn't be ok with that. It would be hard to just "shrug off" and I would wonder what the hell was going on. But in this world, it seems like a normal thing. You want to try a new tea sample? Here's how your dad is going to die. Okey dokey. (I know this is magical realism, but... ok, my head couldn't wrap around this :) )</p><p>If chick lit and romance-y type books are your jam, I imagine you'll like this. I enjoyed the tea, food, and Paris backdrop and was just happy with that!</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="320" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/5umeyqq5XLU" width="385" youtube-src-id="5umeyqq5XLU"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Interview with the author</i></span></div><br /><p><br /></p>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-76928595386962823862022-01-11T18:44:00.006-05:002022-01-11T18:48:00.790-05:00There are years that ask questions and years that answer<p>When I got Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston for a book club, I was fairly sure that I had read it before. <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/37415.Their_Eyes_Were_Watching_God">Goodreads</a> showed that I read it in 2005. I couldn't for the life of me remember it so I went ahead and downloaded the audiobook from <a href="https://www.audible.com/pd/Their-Eyes-Were-Watching-God-Audiobook/B002UZN75I?qid=1641943475&sr=1-1&ref=a_search_c3_lProduct_1_1&pf_rd_p=83218cca-c308-412f-bfcf-90198b687a2f&pf_rd_r=HRHF9GYZKTRAZFXT34EK">Audible</a> to listen to while I finished knitting gifts. </p><p>Almost immediately into the book, I started remembering it. When Tea Cake was mentioned, nearly all of it came back to me (I'm not sure why Tea Cake triggered my memories). There were so many moments in this novel where I just sat down whatever I was doing to listen. The narrator, Ruby Dee, is phenomenal. The writing by Zora Neale Hurston was phenomenal. The story is so well done, I was invested at every step with Janie. </p><p>I'm delighted that Ruby Dee's version of the <a href="https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL79XEuIN26cIyEzvKcVc676mx1vMaQEdo">audio book is out on YouTube</a> where you can listen for free. It's less than 7 hours and a billion percent worth taking your time to listen. </p><p>There is also a <a href="https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0406265/?ref_=nv_sr_srsg_0">movie with Halle Berry</a> but I can't find a good trailer or the movie to share. </p><p>The novel starts off with Janie Crawford walking back, barefoot and in overalls, to her home in Eatonville, Florida. Her neighbors are sitting on a porch chatting when they spy her walking up the road. We know nothing about Janie yet, but we know she is a source of gossip among the towns people. Janie gets back to her big house and opens it up to air out. Her best friend, Pheoby, comes by with food for her. That's when we realize that Janie has been gone a while. Her leaving with a "younger man" and being away for years has made her more of a source of gossip than her previous life in Eatonville.</p><p>Thankfully, Janie sits and tells Pheoby her story. We learn she was raised by her grandma, who was once a slave, and her grandma married her off so she would have stability. But Janie wanted love, which she was not getting in her marriage. She happened to meet Joe Starks, who was heading to Eatonville, Florida to an all-black community to help build it up. She was taken with Joe, so she left with him.</p><p>Eatonville wasn't all they imagined. Joe had the money to help buy more land and start building it up, putting in a general store and eventually becoming Mayor. Which made Janie a prominent person in town as well, much to her dismay. Janie was a trophy wife to Joe, nothing more. She endured a lot as his wife, quite a lot of verbal and some physical abuse. My heart broke for her during this time of her life. She had been told what to do by her grandma, her first husband, and now Joe. You can feel her longing to be herself and to be the type of person who has a relationship where love is key, not money, stability or whatever other excuse people made. </p><p>Eventually, Joe does die and Janie is left with all of the inheritance, including the big, fancy house Joe built. She still works the general store but keeps to herself, until Tea Cake walks in. He has no money to his name, really, but he falls hard for Janie and she does the same. This seems to be the relationship she's always wanted. </p><p>Their time together is beautiful and painful and ends sooner than it should. Hurston takes us through all of it, edge of our seat, crying, and worried. It's a rollercoaster.</p><p>From my 2022 perspective, the domestic violence inflicted on the women in this novel is incredibly disturbing. Especially in regards to how Janie was treated by people who supposedly loved her. I'm guessing that is how things were back then but that is still hard to swallow. </p><p>Also from my 2022 perspective, how men overall treated the women was horrific, comparing them to chickens and cows. <span style="font-family: inherit;">“Somebody’s got to think for the women and chillen and chickens and cows. God, they sho don't think none fo themselves.” Seriously enough to make you want to jump through the book and smack a man.</span></span></p><p>I can't recommend this classic enough. I would recommend the audio by Ruby Dee because she brought every line life and emotion. </p><p><br /></p><p>Part of this novel was a bit autobiographical. Hurston's dad was the mayor of Eatonville for a time. Here's a short crash course on Hurston:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="284" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/72ABMa_PuHU" width="422" youtube-src-id="72ABMa_PuHU"></iframe></div><div><br /></div>I plan on digging more into the Harlem Renaissance as well:<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/fDzVtXbtEow" width="415" youtube-src-id="fDzVtXbtEow"></iframe></div><br /><div><br /><p><br /></p></div>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-18835941422774986492022-01-06T19:34:00.000-05:002022-01-06T19:34:06.700-05:00Cloud Cuckoo Land<p> I'm going to be honest. This was my 3rd attempt to get through <a href="https://www.anthonydoerr.com/books/cloud-cuckoo-land">Cloud Cuckoo Land by Anthony Doerr</a>.</p><p>And, much like watching <a href="https://www.imdb.com/title/tt10574558/">Midnight Mass</a> on Netflix, I am really glad I kept going! If you started Cloud Cuckoo Land and gave up (I can't be the only one, right??), then go back to it and keep going. When it all starts pulling together *chef's kiss*</p><p>My main sticking point was the really disparate stories: We had Anna in 1450's Constantinople, Omeir who was in the same era as Anna but outside the walls, Zeno - both the old version in 2020 in Idaho and the young version in the Korean War, Seymour in the same era as old Zeno, and Konstance who is hurtling through space in Mission Year 60+. </p><p>What ends of tying these folks together? A story.</p><p>Anna, a young orphan, is curious and learns to read, but there is very little to read where she is at. An old teacher helps her learn Greek before he passes. Anna is also resourceful and can scurry in and out of places, stealing what she needs to survive. When her sister gets very sick, Anna takes to stealing books from an old rectory to sell to some Italians who are trying to conserve the written word.</p><p></p><blockquote>"<i>One bad-tempered abbot, the tall scribe said, one clumsy friar, one invading barbarian, an overturned candle, a hungry worm - and all those centuries are undone.</i> You can cling to this world for a thousand years and still be plucked out of it in a breath."</blockquote><p></p><p>Anna uses the money to take her sister to convent for a miracle (FYI: Mercury is not a miracle), but her sister gets sicker. When Anna discovers a small book, she takes it back to her sister and reads to her to calm her. The story is Aethon and Cloud Cuckoo Land.</p><p>Zeno in present day is an old man, 86 years old. He's survived a lot, including being a POW in the Korean War. His second story of his time in Korea as a POW shows us his start in learning Greek but it also shows us that Zeno is not a risk taker, something he laments at the end. But it's also something he rectifies when a risk is exactly what is needed. </p><p>Zeno is encouraged by a fellow POW to do Greek translations. He is ok at it, until a small book from the 1400s is found, badly damaged and in need of translation. The story is Aethon and Cloud Cuckoo Land. Zeno works with children at the local library on a play of the translation and they are mid-rehearsal when Seymour comes in with a bomb.</p><p>Seymour is an atypical kid who struggles with sensory overload. He struggles with school, with people, with change. One thing he found to cling to is the destruction of the environment. A new housing addition springs up next to his trailer and his mom struggles to pay the bills, even while working 2 jobs. Seymour gets more obsessed with making people who destroy the environment pay, so he builds a bomb. Later on in his life, he dives into a translated story. Aethon and Cloud Cuckoo Land. He sets out to make his wrongs right.</p><p>Konstance is a 10 year old on the space ship Argos that is hurtling through space with a destination of Beta Oph2. She has never stepped on to Earth and will never leave the ship. She's 2nd generation on the ship and spends her time in the virtual library, wandering through old copies of Earth. When things get dire on the Argos, Konstance finds solace in the library in a story. The story is Aethon and Cloud Cuckoo Land.</p><p>Omeir is a village boy with a cleft palate (declared a demon by the uninformed) who is something of an animal whisperer. He's recruited by the Sultan to bring his ox to help take over Constantinople. His path is painful and arduous but it eventually crosses with Anna, who had to flee Constantinople, and she tells him the story of Aethon and Cloud Cuckoo Land.</p><p>So many separate, yet wonderful, stories. As we get towards the end of the book, it felt like it all sped up. You can see the threads that bound all of these characters together and, even when you booed a character, you cheered them on in the end. So much suffering is endured. Those left behind must endure the bulk of it. In the end, the story of Aethon, the fool who wanted to be an owl and fly to Cloud Cuckoo Land, bound them all together.</p><p>I'm honestly astounded that Doerr brought this all together the way he did and that he did it so well. <a href="http://icedteadiaries.blogspot.com/2014/07/all-light-we-cannot-see-by-anthony-doerr.html">All The Light We Cannot See</a> was fantastic. Cloud Cuckoo Land is just as fantastic.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/dNRQK4BZKTY" width="320" youtube-src-id="dNRQK4BZKTY"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Interview with the author</span></i></div><br /><p><br /></p>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-66096288111369099622021-10-22T20:07:00.000-04:002021-10-22T20:07:08.662-04:00Mrs. March<p> It's been a bit since I finished reading Mrs. March by <a href="https://www.vogue.com/article/virginia-feito-mrs-march">Virginia Feito</a>. I still don't really know what I read and think, should I read this again? I watch the interview by Jenny Lawson of the author (linked below) and it looks like I'm not alone in my boat!</p><p>Mrs. March was a book of the month from the <a href="https://www.nowherebookshop.com/fantastic-strangelings-book-club">Fantastic Stranglings Book Club</a> and it's a damn doozy. I don't intend to spoil it but will try to take you somewhat down the path without really showing you everything.</p><p>Mrs. March is the wife of a famous author, George March. She lives a pretty well to do life in the Upper East Side in.... some time period. You can get some clues from context but the author never really comes out and says when this is set. You also don't know Mrs. March's first name. Every single reference to her, even when she's in a flashback as a child, she is referred to as Mrs. March. Her perfectly constructed world starts unravelling when she goes to her regular bakery and the woman behind the counter suggests that the main character in her husband's newest book is based on Mrs. March. Mrs. March is so appalled she flees the shop and never returns. </p><p>Why is she appalled? Because the character, Johanna, is a prostitute. And, apparently, detestable in all ways possible. That's really all Mrs. March knows about Johanna because she quit reading her husband's books long ago. But this, this is the start of the unraveling.</p><p>Mrs. March is a peculiar person. Her entire existence seems to revolve around how she appears to others. She'll go to a museum only to be seen at a museum appreciating art. She'll toss a throw over the back of the couch multiple times until it's achieved the "Oh this? I just casually got up from reading because I forgot I was throwing a party tonight" look. She's never HER. She's only the version of her that she wants people to see. </p><p>On the flip side of Mrs. March, she often has musings. Musing of killing people, such as poisoning everyone at the party she is throwing for her husband. She's sees cockroaches in her fancy apartment, believes people are constantly discussing her behind her back, and that her husband is a murderer. </p><p>Her flashbacks indicate some serious trauma but it's never really delved into. We only get as much as Mrs. March is willing to remember and tell us. Initially, my reactions to Mrs. March were "She has some issues." which fell into "What is wrong with this woman?? Something is seriously messed up" and ended up with "Holy shit, what just happened in her brain?!?!?" I ended with "What did I just read?" which is usually a sign of a really great book for me.</p><p>I can't recommend Mrs. March enough. Please read it and then talk to me because I still don't know what I just read.</p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="325" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/BDMW3csjaWM" width="391" youtube-src-id="BDMW3csjaWM"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Interview with the author</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <p></p>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-6487071532648019542021-10-09T15:35:00.007-04:002021-10-09T15:37:50.568-04:00Temperance Broke My Slump<p> I put the new <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/56783258-cloud-cuckoo-land?ac=1&from_search=true&qid=Q41UMjzGU6&rank=3">Anthony Doerr</a> book on hold at my local library and wandered in anyways to browse the new book section. The library set up a contactless way to pick up books that I completely bypassed to go in and fondle books. I've really missed browsing the stacks, let me tell you.</p><p>I've been in a slump for everything, really. But especially book reading and writing up reviews. I blame 2021 for feeling like 5 years in one. But I was pretty excited to see a new <a href="https://kathyreichs.com/">Kathy Reichs</a> book on the shelf and grabbed it. The Bone Code is the 20th book in the Temperance Brennan series (The TV show <a href="https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0460627/?ref_=fn_al_tt_1">Bones </a>is based on this book, and weirdly referenced in the book as a show that Brennan watches). I finished this within a day. Yowza. Slump broken?</p><p>Brennan is doing her thing, her forensic anthropologist thing, when a hurricane starts hitting the East coast. After getting through the storm with Birdie, Brennan is contacted by a Charleston coroner because bodies in a box washed up on shore. This happens, sadly, but Brennan heads out to take a look. As she is doing her exam, she realizes the details are nearly identical to a case she dealt with in Quebec fifteen years prior. She heads back to Canada to do more investigating.</p><p>Andrew Ryan, her former work partner turned boyfriend, is there to greet her and help with the investigation of the cold case. The case turns hairy pretty quickly when it becomes obvious that Brennan is upsetting folks who want their secrets to stay secret. This was a fast-paced book to a pretty satisfying resolution. </p><p>For the science nerds among us, this is heavy in the science of DNA and vaccines, which is pretty timely, eh? I could see this being fodder for anti-vaxxers but I don't believe they read much so we should be good. If you can keep up with the science and all the acronyms involved, you'll learn a thing or two about how vaccines can be altered to really alter your DNA. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/ci2P70dym6Y" width="320" youtube-src-id="ci2P70dym6Y"></iframe></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Interview with the Author</i></span></div><br /><p><br /></p>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-22060888228823368802021-09-05T19:24:00.006-04:002021-09-05T19:27:23.691-04:00The Sunset Route<p> It's been a bit since I've reviewed a book. I lost my reading mojo this year, only reading half of what I normally do and losing interest in what I've started. Pandemic Year 2 and it still sucks. I finally got my first vacation in 17 months and realized that I had barely taken off work since then. My only days off were medical procedures or sick days. Yeesh.</p><p>For vacation this year, we went to Tennessee, renting a cabin in the woods. I loved it. Besides some touristy stuff during the day, evenings were spent knitting or reading. I brought along <a href="https://www.nowherebookshop.com/book/9780593133286">The Sunset Route by Carrot Quinn</a>, a book pick from the <a href="https://www.nowherebookshop.com/fantastic-strangelings-book-club">Fantastic Stranglings Book Club</a> from <a href="https://www.nowherebookshop.com/">Nowhere Bookshop</a>, and ended up finishing it in 2 days. I'm honestly surprised I enjoyed it as much as I did!</p><p>I was both horrified and entranced. Carrot's (né Jennifer) upbringing was so full of abuse, poverty, and hurt that I am honestly surprised she made it out in one piece. She brings in the light in her life when the book starts getting too heavy, it's really well done to make the reader not want to throw in the towel and cry for the little girl. Carrot's mother, Barbara, is a schizophrenic who thinks she's the Virgin Mary. She neglects her kids, Jennifer and Jordan, sinks them into poverty in Alaska, and abuses them on a regular basis. Carrot describes all of this with detail that hurts your heart. </p><p>"Thankfully" the kids get adopted by their grandparents, Barbara's parents, and move to Colorado. I know the grandparents weren't worse, per se, but damn. Carrot gets out early and works odd jobs to make ends meet to stay afloat. She decides to head to Portland, OR with a family member and there.... I guess you could say her life begins, if you are dramatic. I am, so her life begins. </p><p>The lightness of the book consists of Carrot and friends hitchhiking and riding the trains back and forth across the country. They make the money they need to survive, dumpster dive for food, and shoplift other items as needed. They essentially have no home, but they do. Wherever they end up, they find a home, shelter, somewhere to sleep. Carrot has kept on living this life, living out of her van with her 2 dogs, traveling back and forth between Alaska and the desert.</p><p>Initially, all I kept thinking was "I have too many health problems and need too much medical care to do anything like this. Besides, I love my home. And my things." So the first part is true, I'm a mess. But the other 2? I think that is what Carrot is trying to show, you don't need the material things to have a full life, to have a home, to FEEL at home. She also references being seen, or alternatively, being invisible. Some people do move through this life unseen, either because they are trying to stay invisible or because they are the type of person that people don't want to acknowledge. </p><p>The unwritten law is to not see the houseless people. To gripe about them "needing to get jobs". To not see the mentally ill, let alone provide help to them. To not believe that someone can be happy traveling around in a van with her dogs and never buying into the "American dream" of a house and picket fence. </p><p>I appreciated this book for making me think from a different direction. I appreciate Jenny Lawson for bringing Carrot to those of us who have never heard of her (she has another book!).</p><p><a href="https://www.instagram.com/carrotquinn/">Carrot's Instagram</a> - beautiful photos of nature!</p><blockquote><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;">“I had learned that you couldn't escape the darkness entirely, but you could learn to live above it. Grief was an ocean but you could reach the surface and bob there, where the light was.”</span></p></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="333" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/qyDVnhV7f2k" width="400" youtube-src-id="qyDVnhV7f2k"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Jenny's talk with Carrot</span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-37907050684106642032021-07-06T13:29:00.007-04:002021-07-06T13:30:27.968-04:00Later!<p> I wanted a quick audiobook to knock out on my work commute. <a href="https://www.nytimes.com/2020/11/12/books/review/barack-obama-a-promised-land.html">Obama's Promised Land</a> is proving to be not knock-out-able, so I turned to <a href="https://stephenking.com/works/novel/later.html">Stephen King's Later</a>. Not quite 7 hours long, I ended up listening while knitting, doing dishes, during my commute, etc. It was really good!</p><p>Jamie Conklin is a little kid with special powers (typical SK so far). His power is the ability to see dead people. WAIT! No, come back. It's not the Sixth Sense! This is actually good! As a little kiddo, he sees his dead neighbor whose husband is crying on Jamie's mom's shoulder. Jamie chats with his dead neighbor, learns that she put her rings in the closet for no real reason, and is pretty frank with Jamie that his hand turkey drawing sucks. Apparently dead people can only tell the truth. So. Ouch, dead neighbor lady.</p><p>Jamie's mom somewhat believes him, especially when she helps their neighbor find the wedding rings in the closet, but she insists he not speak to anyone else about his "talent". His mom, Tia, a literary agent, hooks up with an NYPD detective, Liz, until they have a falling out. Liz isn't your stellar detective. True, she has to fight the good ol' boys club but being a dirty cop isn't the way to do that, LIZ.</p><p>When one of Tia's clients drops dead before finishing a novel, she drags Jamie to the dead guy's house in hopes of finding him to get the plot of his last novel. A bit shady and desperate, but, as you'll see, Tia is desperate. Liz tags along and gets an earful of Jamie's abilities.</p><p>Later, we get into some crazy scary shit for Jamie, all because of Liz. When you think it's bad, it gets worse. Towards the end is where I told everyone to leave me alone because I have to finish this book because, damn. Everything slid downhill. But WAIT! Once the scary is over, we still get that last "Oh shit" moment where I actually knocked out a loud WTF? and startled some people. </p><p>Crazy book, crazy creepy, crazy good. </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="318" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/UW27vb5GyAA" width="383" youtube-src-id="UW27vb5GyAA"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Interview with King</span></i></div><br /><p><br /></p>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-69604136924905032952021-06-24T19:53:00.005-04:002021-06-24T19:53:40.097-04:00Joliment écrite<p> The Paris Hours by <a href="http://www.alexgeorgebooks.com/">Alex George</a> is a beautifully written novel that winds the stories of Camille, Guillaume, Souren, and Jean-Paul together in a way that not even the characters understand. Or even know. Add in Ernest Hemingway and Josephine Baker, shake it all up in 1927 in Paris and you will fall down a rabbit hole.</p><p>Each of the main characters, but not the famous ones, have their moment to give us their back story and panicked/depressing future. Camille worked for Proust and, in doing so, told him her deepest secret. She discovered later that he wrote it down to be used in his work and it's now out, loose, in the world. </p><p>Guillaume is an artist, a literal starving artist, who is struggling in Paris. Falling in with sex workers and bad guys, he must get twelve hundred francs together or lose his life.</p><p>Souren, oh Souren. His story tugged the hardest on my heart. He escaped Armenia, and ended up in Paris. His past is tortured but we really don't understand how much so until near the end of the novel. For someone with such a past, he spent his time in Paris giving amazing joy to children as a puppeteer. </p><p>Jean-Paul has another sad story but he plods on through life, collecting the stories of others instead. He does end up telling his story to Josephine Baker that ends up setting into motion a life-changing event for Jean-Paul, if only he could see it.</p><p>After the introductions, the novel takes you quickly through several days where the characters intermingle and, in some cases, impact others. But some just keep going through life, selfish, not concerned with others and not seeing their impact on their fellow human.</p><p>This really was a well written novel that makes you wonder.... as you go about your day, whose life are you affecting?</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Bc30eNqJVdI" width="373" youtube-src-id="Bc30eNqJVdI"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Chat with the author</i></span></div><br /><p><br /></p>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-41046655797397862782021-06-23T21:09:00.001-04:002021-06-23T21:09:20.853-04:00A Distant Grave<p> Last year, I got an early copy of <a href="http://icedteadiaries.blogspot.com/2020/06/the-mountains-wild-arc.html">Sarah Stewart Taylor's The Mountains Wild</a> and enjoyed it, but it felt, at first, like an uphill trudge then got so good I read til wee hours of the night. I got an email that Taylor had a new book coming out this week and would I like a copy to read? Why yes, yes I would.</p><p>I downloaded A Distant Grave, Maggie D'Arcy #2, and went on essentially the same rollercoaster. I'm wondering if this is the style of the author since this is only the second book of hers I've read. I'm definitely not arguing with the style (maybe the wee hours in the night thing should stop. I'm getting old.)</p><p>Maggie is back in Long Island, investigating a homicide of a man shot to death on a beach. We find his name is Gabriel Treacy and he's from Ireland. Which, coincidentally is the same place Maggie and her daughter Lilly are heading to for vacation. In the first book, Maggie reunites with Conor and, in this book, they are a full on, very long distance couple. Conor doesn't seem thrilled with Maggie's career choice and is concerned this murder might make her miss her vacation. Maggie mixes vacation with work and, while in Dublin, continues investigating Treacy's past.</p><p>Treacy's past is a doozy, to be honest. The investigation is nicely intermixed with stories from Gabriel himself about what happened to him when he was kidnapped as an aid worker in Afghanistan. When another murder happens in Ireland that appears related to Treacy's murder, things get a bit twisted up. The American murder throws in some twist with the murder weapon that confuses matters but eventually Maggie puts all the pieces together, while everything around her is really falling apart. She's a pretty stellar detective and honestly, I hope she ignores that boyfriend of hers enough to keep going on her path. </p><p>There were just a few pieces that confused me but it's possible I skipped something in the first book. The DA Jay Cooney was incredibly hostile to Maggie in this book and I had a hard time figuring out why. Even with the reveals at the end, his hostility was, hmmm, extreme. Otherwise, this is a really good book, and most likely will be a good series. I really enjoy the America and Ireland connections and the fact that Maggie works well in both.</p>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-37779697276747829592021-06-07T19:48:00.004-04:002021-06-07T19:48:57.778-04:00I don’t know what it’s like to fear death. I only know what it’s like to fear life.<p><span style="font-family: inherit;">Dear God: Honest Prayers to a God Who Listens by <a href="https://www.instagram.com/honesttoddler/?hl=en">Bunmi Laditan</a> was a book that both spoke to me and didn't. I am not religious. Perhaps the furthest thing from it. This book was actually recommended in an Instagram post by Jenny Lawson and I'm glad I took the chance on it. It felt more like poetry with a desperate, faithful touch.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">Of course, some poetry is both desperate and faithful too. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDMda0pQR_Uo781J6JUmxKxorqoO3Mn8ssa6SV4CTw_ZOof-Dm2Lly3bAnraK0gWOTq9pLYsSHcC_t1W9RAO3Bi40LImrhgINZuUEHueQYF-qjQv5ReL6zrILJXyZww3JT55vcUcg8wbo/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="710" data-original-width="1056" height="215" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDMda0pQR_Uo781J6JUmxKxorqoO3Mn8ssa6SV4CTw_ZOof-Dm2Lly3bAnraK0gWOTq9pLYsSHcC_t1W9RAO3Bi40LImrhgINZuUEHueQYF-qjQv5ReL6zrILJXyZww3JT55vcUcg8wbo/" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: inherit;">Since this was on my Kindle, I was able to highlight all of the pieces that resonated. Looking back over my "notes", the desperate resonated, not so much the faithful. If I ever needed proof I have been in a bad place, this is it.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"></span></p><blockquote><span style="font-family: inherit;">"<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818;">But if we all treated people according to what they deserved, I think we’d all be in hell."</span></span></blockquote><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818;"></span></span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Turning a blind eye. Turning the other cheek. Waiting for karma. All of those things are very hard when people are wearing you down. It's also hard to get out of a dark place when it seems like your job is to be talked down to, mansplained to, and ignored.</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"></span></span></p><blockquote><span style="font-family: inherit;">"I didn’t love you because I confused you for your children on their worst days and equated you with buildings. You are so much more."</span></blockquote><p></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: inherit;">Christians are really sometimes the worst depiction of Christ. I'm still not a Christian but I'm going to try harder to not assume all Christians are the terrible people that 2020 showed them to be.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"></span></span></p><blockquote><span style="font-family: inherit;">"Thank you for those who feed stomachs before minds, give hugs before teachings, and help pull you out of the fire before the reprimand for playing with matches."</span></blockquote><p></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">But not all Christians. Some truly do understand how this life works and understands that they are not the ones who should be judging. They also understand that actions speak louder than all their preaching. Show me you are good, stop telling me how good you are.</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: inherit;"></span></p><blockquote>"On the days hope feels like a cruel mirage, when you’re wandering, spinning in place, unable to believe there are plans to prosper and not harm you, unable to believe there are any good plans with your name on them, listen. Hope does not exist to make fools out of pilgrims, for when it is placed in the hands of the eternal, it is the scent of things to come. Let go of your imaginings of what life is meant to look like and let hope lift your soul up and away from present pains, providing respite and breath enough for one more step forward."</blockquote><p></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"></span></span></p><blockquote><span style="font-family: inherit;">"Some days, I wonder who I’d be if I’d had an easier life."</span></blockquote><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">I wonder who I would be without chronic pain and illness. Without a past full of hospitals, surgeries, and bullies. Where my present is full of the same and my future isn't terrifying in it's bleakness. If I could wake up and feel OK (I'm not even asking to feel good. Just OK). </span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">This is a beautiful book, in spite of the God talk or perhaps because of it. But probably in spite of it.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/4PB9wE-cOnY" width="320" youtube-src-id="4PB9wE-cOnY"></iframe></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Interview with the author</i></span></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /> <p></p></span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather; font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></p>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-33350930373422719482021-04-11T11:31:00.003-04:002021-04-11T11:32:14.213-04:00Yaa Gyasi - No Sophomore Slump<p> <a href="http://icedteadiaries.blogspot.com/2016/07/homegoing-by-yaa-gyasi.html">Homegoing</a>, Yaa Gyasi's debut novel, blew my mind in 2016 when I read it. It was a heavy book, but one that I always recommend to people. When Transcendent Kingdom came out, I wanted to read it, naturally, but was worried. Her debut was so amazing. Could <a href="https://www.nytimes.com/2020/08/31/books/review/transcendent-kingdom-yaa-gyasi.html">Transcendent Kingdom</a> be on the same level??</p><p>It wasn't. It was on a whole other level. This isn't Homegoing, but it's just as powerful. And honestly, I'm jealous. </p><p>Gifty and Nana are just kids, living in Alabama after their parents relocated from Ghana. Right off the bat, you know their life is going to be harder than it should. The Chin Chin Man (their father) tried to make his life work in the US, but ultimately ended up going back to Ghana. Gifty's mother suffered from severe depression and was suicidal. Nana, a star athlete, was dead at a young age due to a drug overdose. And that left Gifty, on her own and a fifth-year candidate in neuroscience at Stanford School of Medicine.</p><p>Funny where paths lead.</p><p>Transcendent Kingdom follows present day Gifty as she works her experiments on mice, trying to understand reward seeking behavior (ie. drug addiction) and how people can be treated to avoid it. Gifty's mom ends up coming to stay with her in her tiny apartment while she's in the middle of a severe depression episode. The only family they have left is each other, despite their differences. The book takes us back and forth when the family was a whole unit up until present time, with Gifty trying everything she can think of to help her mom.</p><p>Gifty barely knew her dad, but met up with him again when her mother sent her to Ghana for the summer. </p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;"></span></p><blockquote>“My memories of him, though few, are mostly pleasant, but memories of people you hardly know are often permitted a kind of pleasantness in their absence. It's those who stay who are judged the harshest, simply by virtue of being around to be judged.”</blockquote><p><br /></p><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif;"><p></p><blockquote style="font-size: 14px;">“If I've thought of my mother as callous, and many times I have, then it is important to remember what a callus is: the hardened tissue that forms over a wound.” </blockquote><p style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></p><p style="font-size: 14px;">To say her relationship with her mother, a very religious woman, was complicated is putting it lightly. We often see Gifty on the verge of giving up, we see her mother giving up, but Gifty keeps on.</p><p style="font-size: 14px;">What is so engaging with this story is the mix of religion and science. Gifty tried to follow her mother into religion, generally overthinking it and often misunderstanding it. Science was her refuge, but religion always stayed there, on the periphery. </p><p style="font-size: 14px;"></p><blockquote>“When it came to God, I could not give a straight answer. I had not been able to give a straight answer since the day Nana died. God failed me then, so utterly and completely that it had shaken my capacity to believe in him. And yet. How to explain every quiver? How to explain that once sure-footed knowledge of his presence in my heart?”</blockquote><p></p><p style="font-size: 14px;">This is a beautiful book, a wonderfully written story to lose yourself. It's not Homegoing, no, but it's something just as good on the other side of the spectrum.</p><p style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="342" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/BHInkyyd4k8" width="423" youtube-src-id="BHInkyyd4k8"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Interview with author</span></i></div><br /><p style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></p><p style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></p><p style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></p><p></p></span><p></p>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-88293492029203866372021-04-06T18:13:00.001-04:002021-04-06T18:13:07.767-04:00Intro to Glennon<p>I actually don't/didn't know much about Glennon Doyle. I was curious about her after seeing her <a href="https://www.instagram.com/glennondoyle/">Instagram </a>pop up in a <a href="https://www.instagram.com/explore/tags/sharethemicnow/">#ShareTheMicNow</a>, where white woman with big audiences hands their instagram accounts over to black activists to give the activists a wider audience. Then I saw that Untamed was getting good reviews and was a memoir. So I grabbed the audio from my library and took a listen.</p><p>Doyle reads the book but I pretty quickly realized that it wasn't a memoir in the traditional sense. Was it self-help? Memoirish with really quotable quotes? Are we all goddamn cheetahs? (That last one is a YES)</p><p>Doyle is funny and likable. She shares her story through, what I assume are, small chapters with blurbs about her marriage (1) and marriage (2), her kids, her coming into her homosexuality and falling in love, her work and her struggles. The self-help part comes from the cheerleader type quotes, wanting women to ditch their every day selflessness, and be a goddamn cheetah. </p><p>The common theme seems to: quit being selfless. Be selfish. At multiple points, I issued a raised fist "Fuck yeah!" and others ... not so much. </p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;"></span></p><blockquote>“When women lose themselves, the world loses its way. We do not need more selfless women. What we need right now is more women who have detoxed themselves so completely from the world's expectations that they are full of nothing but themselves. What we need are women who are full of themselves. A woman who is full of herself knows and trusts herself enough to say and do what must be done. She lets the rest burn.”</blockquote><p>I would imagine it's hard to let the rest burn as a parent? I'm not clear on that, not being a parent or never will be a parent due to faulty, garbage insides. The aforementioned garbage insides makes me tune out to the parenting portion of the book (there was quite a bit).</p><p>Despite that, Doyle does seem to articulate what needs to be said very well.</p><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif;"><p></p><blockquote style="font-size: 14px;">“Privilege is being born on third base. Ignorant privilege is thinking you’re there because you hit a triple. Malicious privilege is complaining that those starving outside the ballpark aren’t waiting patiently enough.” </blockquote><p style="font-size: 14px;">I would recommend this book, especially read by Doyle because I loved her voice. While I didn't get the memoir part, and some pieces were more self-helpy than I wanted, I enjoyed the stories. Because Doyle is a storyteller. That's fact.</p><p style="font-size: 14px;">The quote I will take in my heart and to my grave from Untamed is "I am worthy of rest"</p><p style="font-size: 14px;">*raised fist* fuck yeah. </p><p style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="324" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/XhOxjFaga78" width="390" youtube-src-id="XhOxjFaga78"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Interview with Glennon Doyle</span></i></div><br /><p style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></p><p></p></span><p></p>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-76541718846504014572021-02-14T10:58:00.000-05:002021-02-14T10:58:01.926-05:00Not One Word Wasted<p> I fell off the blogging wagon. The pandemic, winter, and holidays ended up being a depressing cocktail, although I can't imagine why. </p><p>I read 45 books in 2020, a little short of normal. I blame lack of commute since I don't listen to audiobooks too much around the house. My list is here if you want to take a peek: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/user/year_in_books/2020/21324">https://www.goodreads.com/user/year_in_books/2020/21324</a></p><p>My first book of 2021, <i>The Ballad of the Sad Cafe and Other Stories by Carson McCullers</i>, is one I've read before back in 2007. I was looking for a short, familiar book to pass along to my postal book club and found this very old copy in my stacks (price 75cents). I kind of remembered the short stories and thought "This is it, this is what I'll send out into the world"</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0w8P6dwuVvLphjGEpNes1Pae7ZpSxyw98uFZSMg-ycBM5DS2Rn_kjqavsdwAoF_FpNtxFh5gxTehQBnLwlriTV3_QOqzSJdipKnOS82u5TvTNwJqRdt8sfLReWgivgCKpewoF94ksa78/s1237/tempFileForShare_20210214-103435.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1237" data-original-width="1080" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0w8P6dwuVvLphjGEpNes1Pae7ZpSxyw98uFZSMg-ycBM5DS2Rn_kjqavsdwAoF_FpNtxFh5gxTehQBnLwlriTV3_QOqzSJdipKnOS82u5TvTNwJqRdt8sfLReWgivgCKpewoF94ksa78/w349-h400/tempFileForShare_20210214-103435.jpg" width="349" /></a></div><br /><p>Carson McCullers is an excellent writer, there isn't one word that shouldn't be there, every word has its place. The stories are spare. Except for the title story, not much happens here. They are really just a moment in time, plucked out for your scrutiny, then you walk away into the next story. Honestly, that's where she shines. </p><p>The title story, <i>The Ballad of the Sad Cafe</i>, introduces us to Amelia. She owns the general store in a small mill town and is the richest woman for miles. She's shrewd, she's strong, and she likes to sue people. Add in that she is also the local medicine woman and moonshiner and well, everyone loves her even if they don't like her. Out of the blue, a hunchback appears on her step. Cousin Lymon comes to live with Amelia and, to the shock of the townspeople, she lets him. You can watch the course of Amelia falling in love with Lymon and Lymon just being a general ass to everyone. When Amelia's ex-husband comes back to town, Lymon takes a new dastardly turn. </p><p><i>Wunderkind </i>is the next story that follows a gifted young pianist at her teacher's home. This story starts the slice of life view that we see. The narrator gives us some history and, while it's not explicitly said, we understand that love may have gotten in the way of genius. </p><p><i>The Jockey </i>story takes place very quick but you can still feel the anguish of the jockey whose best friend was badly hurt in a race and the give-a-damn attitude of the rich men who win big from the races. The situation is still the same in 2021, the rich get richer and care less while those below are trampled on.</p><p><i>Madame Zilensky and the King of Finland</i> and <i>The Sojourner </i>give us background into the lives of the main characters who use their interaction with others as a wake call to their own lives. <i>The Domestic Dilemma</i> ends on a vague note. An alcoholic unhappy wife and her husband are at odds. These things never end well, do they?</p><p><i>A Tree. A Rock. A Cloud</i> is the last story and it, in essence, teaches about the science of love. See below for a video narration of the story.</p><p>This is a great little book, so well worth the read.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="337" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/N5IAuT0w67E" width="406" youtube-src-id="N5IAuT0w67E"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">His proximity annoys me. But here's an interview with Carson</span></i></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="324" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/x1gw8r_Grg4" width="389" youtube-src-id="x1gw8r_Grg4"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">One of Carson's short stories</span></i></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-16581666517820543462020-12-28T15:15:00.001-05:002020-12-28T15:15:59.358-05:00Love The Skin You're In!<p>Because it could become a book someday.</p><p>Another great, and weird, book from <a href="https://www.nowherebookshop.com/fantastic-strangelings-book-club">Jenny Lawson's Fantastic Strangelings book club</a>, <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/50403464-dark-archives?ac=1&from_search=true&qid=IE5EedCx6x&rank=1">Dark Archives by Megan Rosenbloom</a> is about Anthropodermic Bibliopegy. In other words, books bound in human skin. I'll admit to dropping all other books to read this one when it arrived based on the cover alone. </p><p>Rosenbloom is a librarian, a journalist, and death positive which makes her quest at finding and proving out human skin bound books all the more intriguing. Obviously, your mileage will vary with this but I didn't find it disturbing or gross, so try not to let that be a deterrent to taking this book for a spin.</p><p>In the <a href="http://muttermuseum.org/"><span style="font-family: inherit;">M<span style="background-color: white;">ü</span>tter</span> museum</a> in Philadelphia, there is a human skin bound book on display. This is Rosenbloom's first foray into this world. And now is a place on my bucket list to visit when the world returns to "normal".</p><p>Rosenbloom is very thorough. She takes us through the myths of these types of books, how animal skins are made into leather (honestly, enough to make me stop eating meat for a bit), how they do a quick test to see if the book is indeed human (most aren't, their lore is what makes the book valuable, not the binding), and much more. </p><p>You would think that the bulk of the human bound books would have came from the Nazi era. You would be wrong. As Rosenbloom discovers, most books of this nature are from physician libraries, which might be more disturbing. The physicians who swear an oath to help and protect patients also take skin from patients/corpses to make into books. Some of the books found actually bind the most boring of books, yet the physician felt they were the right book to bind in human skin. Back in the day, there was a disregard for patients who were disenfranchised, because of race, gender, or poverty, and physicians felt they could do what they pleased with these folks (see: <a href="http://icedteadiaries.blogspot.com/2011/08/immortal-life-of-henrietta-lacks-by.html">The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks by Rebecca Skloot</a>). Rosenbloom attended a medical school class so she could see how students of today treat the cadavers they work on and discovered there is still a bit of that clinical gaze, but there also is more emphasis on being empathic with patients and not just seeing them as things to deal with. Well, whew, I guess.</p><p>It was interesting to note that in order to donate your body to science for medical classes you must be intact, ie. nothing missing. Looks like that's not an avenue I can pursue.</p><p>There are so many interesting facts and tidbits in this book that it's well worth reading. Note that Rosenbloom is death positive and has a good view on mortality. Death isn't something to be feared and her viewpoint is infused throughout the book. A good podcast to watch on Death positivity is <a href="https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCi5iiEyLwSLvlqnMi02u5gQ">Ask a Mortician by Caitlin Doughty</a> (who authors many a good book on the subject)</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="320" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/EbLbZVGHHCo" width="385" youtube-src-id="EbLbZVGHHCo"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>The author on death (potential trigger warning for photos)</i></span></div><div><br /></div><br /><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="326" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/jAex-V2YmJo" width="392" youtube-src-id="jAex-V2YmJo"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Book talk with the author</span></i></div><br />manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-57218144677250271732020-11-15T14:21:00.001-05:002020-11-15T14:21:38.309-05:00So I've Taken Up Smoking<p> Just kidding. I would never. </p><p> But that is the title of the latest book I've read. <a href="https://bookshop.org/books/among-other-things-i-ve-taken-up-smoking/9780143113416?aid=5785">Among Other Things, I've Taken Up Smoking by Aoibheann Sweeney</a> is a little (under 300 pages) book about a young girl coming of age and figuring out herself in NYC, of all places. </p><p>A debut novel, Sweeney takes us up to Crab Island, Maine where Miranda's mother has disappeared (and presumed dead) and her dad is so caught up in his translation of Ovid's Metamorphoses that he often forgets himself and Miranda. Mr. Blackwell is a local jack of all trades fisherman who takes Miranda under his wing, including braiding her hair for her, teaching her about boats, and making sure she goes to school. Where would Miranda have ended up without Mr. Blackwell?</p><p>As she gets older, she's more awkward around people and chooses to forget to take the college exam. She has no real purpose in life and no one seems to be concerned about that. Except Mr. Blackwell. Mr. Blackwell and Miranda's dad had a fight so Mr. Blackwell has been absent from Miranda's life. But he's still looking out for her. He offers her a job with him after High School is over. When she tells her father, he suddenly gets her a job typing in NYC with two of his friends, Robert and Walter. Off she goes to New York.</p><p>Miranda is a tentative person, a bit backwards due to her upbringing, but determined to see New York. For someone so awkward, she makes friends with Ana, the coffee cart lady and Nate, teacher at the Institute with Robert and Walter. As Miranda tries to figure out who she is, who her dad was, and why she's stalled in life, her friendships take on greater meaning. Finding out who her dad really was from Robert and Walter makes her see him in a whole new light.</p><p>This was a sweet novel, and a quick read to boot. The writing is so well done, descriptive and beautiful, you'll end up re-reading passages over just to savor them.</p>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97423126181847552.post-2048292473838870232020-11-15T09:55:00.004-05:002020-11-15T09:55:41.043-05:00My Literary Boo<p> I will never give up on Harry Dresden. He's been my wizardy, literary boo since day one. Battle Ground is the newest novel by Jim Butcher and it's a damn doozy. It follows <a href="https://icedteadiaries.blogspot.com/2020/10/has-it-really-been-six-years.html">Peace Talks</a> fairly quickly in publication and thank god, because where we ended on Peace Talks was not a place to end!</p><p>Spoilers be ahead, you've been warned. Although I will keep them to a minimum.</p><p><br /></p><p>We are prepping for battle against the Last Titan, Ethniu, since she has declared war on Chicago in Peace Talks. But first...Harry battles a kraken. That's within the first few pages, as Harry and Murphy come back from Demonreach where he left Thomas, safe and sound and unreachable. There's no foreplay in Battle Ground. We're immediately in the fight.</p><p>Everyone gathers at Marcone's castle to come up with their battle plan. The good guys, even the somewhat good guys, are ready to die for Chicago, and sadly, a lot of them do. General Toot-Toot and his gang are pivotal in helping Harry and River Shoulders is more of a force to be reckoned with, despite his broken spectacles he insists on wearing. Vampires from the Black Court, including Drakul, take advantage of the chaos and end up taking down members of the White Council (RIP). Giants (Jotnar) come out of the water and nearly destroy the city and the entire Chicago skyline. Huntsman are wreaking havoc in the residental areas, eating people. Huntsman might be the most terrifying creature in here. And still they fight.</p><p>Butters, Murphy, Sanya, even the detective Bradley are in deep. But not everyone makes it to The Bean where the showdown with Ethniu will be. This part was heart wrenching. You've been warned.</p><p>The Bean apparently is a storehouse for weapons (someone in Chicago need to check this out) and Mab is making her stand here. Dresden arrives with ordinary people, an army of civilians willing to fight and die for their city. </p><p>People fight, they die, some live, and some turn out to be much more than you ever thought possible. I bought the actual hardback for this because I knew I'd need to hug it when I was done. And I did. </p><p><br /></p><p>I can't wait to see where we go from here. EVERYTHING has changed.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="272" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/xKsWndEku2Q" width="402" youtube-src-id="xKsWndEku2Q"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Do other books have trailers???</span></i></div><br /><p><br /></p>manadabombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08847417120237504030noreply@blogger.com0