Reminiscent of Neal Stephenson’s Baroque Cycle. A clockmaker’s apprentice is visited by an angel and told the planet is winding down unless he can rewind the “Mainspring”. And off on adventures he winds up going. There’s a flying Navy (reminiscent of the Naomi Novik books but without dragons), and a lot of watch/clock imagery going on. I liked it, but I felt it wandered about and here, a month and a half later, when I flip through the end pages, I can’t quite recall some of the characters in the final chapters.
Category Archives: Books
Fiction: A Tale of Two Cities, by Charles Dickens
The January pick for Dad’s and my challenge this year. Somehow…I didn’t realize I’d read this before (it was a re-read for him, but he knew it!). I KNOW. The thing is, I bought a complete Dickens a million years ago when I lived in NYC (and definitely when I couldn’t afford it!) and one summer I read a TON of them on my daily commute. But that was…a long time ago. So when I first started reading this, I *thought* it was something I hadn’t read before. Then I kept finding turned over pages, and about halfway through it all came back to me.
The main thing Dad and I talked about with this one is how cinematic Dickens was in his details. Moments like describing a wine cask spilled on the cobbled street that then leads the reader’s “eye” to the door of the wineship, and in…and then the plot comes in again. One can really see the details around the edges of the action, as a (good) cinematographer would do, to give you a little moment of breath while still keeping you involved in the moment. Really lovely. Not SO descriptive as to lose your focus on the events at hand (as sometimes Proust can do), just enough to paint a fuller picture.
Mystery/Thriller: HeartSick, by Chelsea Cain
So incredibly creepy and gross and horrible and UNPUTDOWNABLE. Do not read this at home, alone, at night, in the dark, in a creeky house. I warned you.
Really horrible and icky and TOTALLY ENTRANCING.
If you like Hannibal Lector-type stuff, well, this kept me entertained even moreso than those. Freaky!!!
Essays: Shakespeare Wrote for Money, by Nick Hornby
Another collection of his “what I read vs. what I bought” essays for The Believer (yes, the very essays I refer to every month when I show you my lists! albeit without commentary).
I always find these fun (see here for one I read last year). I also find they are dangerous because I always wind up adding to my “something I should read” someday lists, which are dangerous things for a person with my shall we call them “spending propensities” when she walks by a million bookstores every day. Dangerous!
Just a little reminder to myself to go pick up “Skellig” by David Almond, apparently voted the third greatest children’s book of the last seventy years. Here’s what Hornby had to say: “I can tell you that it’s one of the best novels published in the last decade, and I’d never heard of it. Have you?”
Fiction: The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society, by Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows
This book was just outright fantastic. FANTASTIC!!! Highly recommended.
An epistolary novel (sigh. I have such a weakness for those!) relating the story of young writer who finds herself corresponding with a group of Guernsey natives, learning of their experiences during the German occupation. Charming, poignant, moving. It’s romantic and sad and just really really lovely.
Best book I’ve read this year, hands down (and although I read it in January, I still think that now in March when I’m finally telling you about it).
YA/Fantasy: City of Bones, by Cassandra Clare
More vampire fantasy. Takes place in modern day NYC so you know I’m lovin that. I would say it’s better written than the Meyer books. Also a female main character. Not quite as emotional. And more “good guys”; girl is not as much of a loner. But still feels very true to “teendom”.
If you like reading vampire fantasy type stuff, I can’t think of a reason you wouldn’t want to read this(these).
Although there’s one twist that I’m pretty sure is a lie; i.e., the characters all believe it, but I definitely don’t. I’ll be interested to see how that plays out as the trilogy continues.
Both Ways.
If you’re going to play what-if — which, by the way, is a huge waste of time and energy, not to mention an act of supreme, center-of-the-universe narcissism — you have to play it both ways. If you’re going to imagine yourself as an accidental victim, you have to give yourself equal time as an unwitting hero.
-“Flesh and Bone” by Jefferson Bass.
À la Super Eggplant, currently, I am…
Eating: All things yummy and bad. If it has nine lbs of sugar in it and/or 9000 calories, then I’m eatin it. You know you’re in trouble when even your underwear is too tight. But does that stop me? Nooooooo.
Making: Working on one of those top-secret “could change life as we know it” things again this week. Hopefully the crafty spirit will return over the weekend. HOPEFULLY. Also working on year-end lists (as you may have seen). Just music to go but of course that’s the hard one.
Reading: Man I have been WHIZZING through books over the past week or so, I finished three books over the weekend! WOOT! Plus Dad and I picked a super shortie for this month’s challenge book so I’m already done with that and feelin all free and easy in my readin’. Today I am partway through a grody forensic mystery “Flesh and Bone” by Jefferson Bass. It’s got some Bones-type action and you know how I feel about Bones. It’s v. entertaining.
Watching: The end of BStarG. The end of FNL. The end of (this season of) Burn Notice. What will most likely be the end of Dollhouse which continues to get slammed by critics and mostly deservedly so (honestly, there is only one person doing a great job on this show and I SWEAR I’m not blinded by… well, you know…).
Listening to: Mick Flannery “White Lies” (Dublin purchase). Joshua Radin “Simple Times”. Things I was listening to last month like MGMT and Why and Bon Iver.
Wrapping It Up: Favorite Books 2008
My Favorite Ten Books of 2008 Were:
(in chronological order of my reading, with links to my Snip reviews)
- Native Guard, by Natasha Thretheway (poetry) Unlike any poetry I’ve read before.
- The Complete Stories, by David Malouf (stories) My fave Aussie writer. He can write from ANY viewpoint.
- The Monsters of Templeton, by Lauren Groff An excellent first novel.
- Lush Life, by Richard Price This guy can write dialogue like no one else.
- Dark Roots, by Cate Kennedy (stories) Another Aussie. Succinct but intense.
- The Likeness, by Tana French Follow-up to one of my favorite books from last year. So.Good.
- Dead Boys, by Richard Lange (stories) Engaging, unexpected and truly original.
- Iodine, by Haven Kimmel Possibly her least accessible book. Dark.
- The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, by Stieg Larsson Spooky pasts. Dark and twisted.
- Tender Morsels, by Margo Langan So good. Poignant and brutal at the same time.
And if you’d like to hear more ruminations on things I read last year, you can check out the full year-end wrap-up post over here.
RIP Bill Holm.
A Minnesotan and a Icelander.
A poet. An essayist. 2008’s McKnight Distinguished Artist of the Year.
Author of one of my favorite travel/experience books EVER!!!: Coming Home Crazy.
And Barton Sutter sums him up poetically: “Tis also a gift to be complex and ornery / with a house full of music / cigar smoke and whiskey / and Icelandic sagas / preserved by farmers / for nearly a thousand years.”