Fiction: The English American, by Alison Larkin

I’d have to put this one in the “chick lit” category; there were some times it seemed about to rise above that…but it never wholly did. Story of a Brit who finds out her birth mother was American… Lots of interesting family / adoption stuff.

But also really annoying “things that Brits say about us that I have never experienced once in my almost 42 years of life as an American” stereotypes or psuedo witticisms. So every time I was enjoying reading it there would suddenly be something that just ticked me off. For example, I’ve never once made tea by heating water in a microwave for 30 seconds and then using the same tea bag for three mugs. In fact, no one has ever made me tea that way either. I’m sure you see what I mean: ANNOYING. Makes you want to go around your apartment shouting out random insults at the British.

There were things I liked about it. But I thought there were things that could have been done better.

SciFi/Fantasy: The Travelers, by John Twelve Hawks

A really interesting mix of old traditions and modern technology. Very unexpected. Travelers (those who can move between realms) and Harlequins (those who protect them) and Pathfinders (their teachers) and the society that’s out to destroy them all. And Ninja moves and surveillance and swords and motorcycles and skyscrapers and primitive utopian farms in the middle of nowhere. Really intriguing. Just couldn’t put it down.

And at the very bottom of the last page it says “Book One of the Fourth Realm”…so I guess there’s going to be a sequel! Yippee!

Dad’s and My Reading Challenge for 2010 [Updated]

We have decided to do re-reads this year (or each book will be a re-read for at least one of us).

January: “A Study in Scarlet” by Arthur Conan Doyle

February: “The Great Gatsby” by F. Scott Fitzgerald

March: “Rebel Angels” by Robertson Davies

April: “Possession” by A.S. Byatt

May: “The Fool’s Progress” by Edward Abbey (new to me)

June: “The Time Traveler’s Wife” by Audrey Niffenegger (new to Dad)

July: “Moby Dick” by Herman Melville

August & September: “His Dark Materials” (the trilogy) by Philip Pullman

October: “Sabbath’s Theater” by Philip Roth

November: “The Old Devils” by Kingsley Amis (new to me)

December: “King Hereafter” by Dorothy Dunnett (new to Dad)

Our 2009 and 2008 lists.

Best of August

The best movie I saw in August was a tie between District 9 (fantastic!) and Inglourious Basterds (exhilarating!).

The best book I read in August was White Time by Margo Lanagan, followed closely by a pair of wolf books by Patricia Briggs. Wow, those are two authors I just love. You may note there are a few reads on that list from August that I’m just not even bothering to write up, mostly continuations of trade paperback mystery series. Bygones. A girl’s gotta get caught up somehow.

The best gig I went to in August was The Knux‘ set at Lollapalooza. But, as with the rest of the year, there just hasn’t been any real competition in this category. I read a LOT this year but I did not go to many shows.

My favorite tunes in August were… Damien Rice, apparently. I was mostly running around doing stuff like a crazy lady in August and not doing much listening.

Short stories: White Time, by Margo Lanagan

If you use that search bar over on the right and type in Lanagan, you will find this is an author I adore, this book no less than the rest. Some of these take place in that middle ages/medieval-ish type fantasy land and some are very, very modern. And my very favorite was “Wealth” which I have read over and over both because it’s fantastic and because it feels like it’s part of the same world as Hunger Games.

Fiction: Happy All the Time, by Laurie Colwin

I have a friend who refers to Laurie Colwin books as “tomato soup and grilled cheese.” They are usually quiet and somewhat reserved but really quirky and funny when you get to know them. She writes great dialogue that feels refreshingly real. I think Misty was my favorite character but really I would love to be friends with any of these people.

Fiction: Netherland, by Joseph O’Neill

Our challenge book for August.

I liked it more than Dad did (he reports having to flog himself through it) but overall, as time has passed, it didn’t leave that much of an impression. It felt like there was an awful lot of that male midlife meandering (the way Philip Roth and David Hodges novels are getting to be)… The modern stuff was a lot sharper, the drooling down memory lane stuff (moonings over mama and cricket) bored us both. Dude’s wife was a totally infuriating character; that relationship was nearly inexplicable. We both liked Chuck but his role is weirdly peripheral and pivotal at the same time.

It was a decent enough book but we have no idea why it got the hype it did. I guess the 9/11 references were probably what brought it to people’s attention. Eh.

This is what I’ve learned on the subject of women: never delay. The more quickly you act, the greater the chance of success.

As one does.

“It’s funny,” said Daniel. “A few weeks ago, I’d never have expected to be wrapping a werewolf in a quilt and giving her a hot water bottle. Now it’s almost second nature.”

I am reading Lonely Werewolf Girl by Martin Millar and it is fantastic.