A Drop of Night, by Stefan Bachmann

a drop of nightThe doorways stretch ahead of us like a fun-house infinity mirror.

Unfortunately, this is my second disappointing book in a row. Boo. It’s also the second book in a row that will be hard for me to review. Two reasons for this: The first is that a big chunk of my disappointment has to do with how long I’ve been waiting for this book (almost three years). What I initially heard about it turned out to have very little to do with the final story – to be expected after a three year wait. The second is the weird combination of fabulous writing and a bizarre, difficult-to-wrap-my-head-around story. To explain:

This is the story of five gifted teenagers flown to France by a billion-dollar corporation/family to take part in an excavation of an underground palace. Of course, nothing is really as it seems, and there’s some really funky stuff going on in this palace.

Sounds interesting! Except that from the beginning, the book feels…almost unfinished. Gorgeous writing, great flow, but the story takes a long time to get started, and once it does, it feels like the entire beginning didn’t really fit. These kids are flown out, and they start noticing something’s wrong (though what they notice, I couldn’t tell you). They freak out, and lock themselves in this underground palace. Bad Stuff Happens. The book morphs into some kind of science fiction fun-house chase scene that goes on for pretty much the entire novel. There was very little down-time, and when the characters do start to develop, it’s in little spurts that contribute very little to the plot, like they were tacked on later. We never learn much about the mechanics of everything, and there are some pretty major plot holes that I can’t discuss without going into extreme spoilers.

I read through the book waiting for something to happen to tie it all together, and yes, in the end it did tie together…sort of. If you ignored a few major plot holes. And decided that the first 85 pages of the book were disconnected from the story.

But here’s the thing that makes this review difficult: I really do feel like the book is written well. Maybe not pieced together well – it felt like it needed another draft – but the words themselves, the flow, the rhythm, the imagery, the dialogue, the sensual elements…those things were phenomenal. And that makes it hard for me to determine if my frustrations with the book are due to the book itself, or due to something in myself. I mean, I don’t normally like chase-scene books. Some people adore The Knife of Never Letting Go, for instance, and I finished it feeling like I’d watched a four-hour car chase. Exhausting and pointless. And I know that Ness book wasn’t pointless. It just felt like that to me, because I’m easily exhausted and bored by chase scenes. So maybe the plot holes I found in this book weren’t really plot holes, but me not paying enough attention. Maybe the characters developed more than I noticed, because my mind slipped off while the teens were running from the enemy. Etc.

I will say that I’ve read a few other reviews of this book, and it seems that some people adore it, and others felt like me, like it was a solid draft of a book that just needed a bit more work. I guess it just depends on the reader. And after three years of reading, I admit that I do wish I’d been on the love side instead of the meh.

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Top Ten Books to Make You Laugh

I’m not a huge comedy person, but when an author does it right, I really enjoy it. These books got it perfect:

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  1. Cold Comfort Farm by Stella Gibbons
  2. Carry On by Rainbow Rowell
  3. the Nursery Crimes books by Jasper Fforde
  4. Good Omens by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett
  5. The Thin Man by Dashiell Hammett
  6. Gothic Charm School by Jillian Venters
  7. The Monk by Matthew Gregory Lewis (though I doubt it’s meant to be humor…)
  8. The Importance of Being Ernest by Oscar Wilde
  9. Fat Girl Walking by Brittany Gibbons
  10. Howl’s Moving Castle by Diana Wynne Jones

What are your favorite comedic books?

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The Madwoman Upstairs, by Catherine Lowell (audio)

madwomanSamantha Whipple is one of the last surviving members of the Bronte descendants, and as such, receives a lot of unwanted attention as she begins her first year at Oxford. Between a bullying tutor, a snooping journalist, a grotesque room in a tower, and a bunch of secret packages that begin arriving, Sam is forced to look at her life and herself with far more scrutiny than she’s normally comfortable with.

I want to say up front that this review is going to be very difficult for me. As I listened to this audiobook, I debated whether or not to abandon the book. There were things that I heartily disliked, but there were also things that kept me engaged and interested. Normally, when I abandon a book, I have no interest in finding out the rest of the story. I think that in the end, I chose to stick with this one because I wanted to see what happened. That speaks in the book’s favor. Unfortunately, most of my other thoughts are a bit more negative. Let me get the no-spoiler portions out of the way first.

The book is set up almost like a story and inner-story structure, somewhat like Possession by AS Byatt, except that the inner-story consists not of actual characters, but literary speculation on the lives of the Brontes and the meanings of their books. I think I might have liked this a lot, except that I really couldn’t sympathize at all with the narrator, and I thought the literary analysis to be a lot of bunk. Honestly, at times it felt as if it wasn’t Sam’s opinions presented at all, but actual literary theories being presented, and that made me uncomfortable, especially as these were real-life people being discussed, and often things from the Bronte’s lives were presented as fact rather than fiction or speculation. Sometimes “facts” were presented not as part of the literary theory, but as simple facts, and because so many of the fictional aspects were presented as fact, it was difficult to pick apart what was and wasn’t true. This is often an issue I take with fiction about real people, and why I generally avoid these kinds of books.

Then there was some bizarre things relating to the Brontes and their works that I just couldn’t wrap my head around. For example, near the beginning, Sam lists out the Bronte’s collective novels, and she completely leaves out The Professor by Charlotte Bronte. I spent a good portion of the audiobook trying to figure out if this omission was on purpose because the author/narrator didn’t think The Professor was really a novel, or if this was some kind of alternate world where The Professor wasn’t published and would turn out to be Sam’s inheritance, or if it was some other weird omission. The book is finally mentioned halfway through Madwoman, with no explanation for why it was omitted earlier. Similarly, Sam is startled by the revelation that Cathy and Heathcliff from Wuthering Heights are half-siblings, which strikes me as utterly unbelievable given that she grew up in the environment of CONSTANT BRONTE. I’ve only read Wuthering Heights once, and I seem to remember that the whole half-sibling thing was either explicitly spelled out or rather heavy-handedly implied, and even if not, it’s certainly a major theory about the book. I find it difficult to believe Sam could be ignorant about it.

Then there was Sam’s tutor at Oxford, James. Skip this paragraph to avoid spoilers. I get that this book contained a loose retelling of Jane Eyre, but the relationship that develops between Sam and James didn’t work for me. Mostly because it didn’t really develop. Sam spends the majority of the book alternately talking about how good he looks and how he’s a bully. There’s never anything about him being kind, or smart, or in any way romantically interesting except that he’s hot. In return, he treats her as if she’s an idiot, pretty much all the way up until the moment that he kisses her. When he claims she’s an extraordinary intellectual and unique person, I don’t believe him, because the only thing he’s ever praised her for is the one paper she BS-ed just to dupe him. So the whole thing just felt like scuzzy professor takes advantage of a student who is only interested in him because he’s hot. Nope, nope, nope. END SPOILERS.

I don’t know. I wanted to like this book, and I wanted to find a lot more interesting things in it, and I kept seeing glimmers of things I would like. As I said, I never did stop listening to the book, even when I suspected that I should. I knew that I would be writing a negative review if I kept going, and yet I kept going. So the book has that ability to capture in its favor. Really, though, for me that was its only real plus. Maybe if I’d liked Sam more, or didn’t automatically find issues with books speculating on real-life people, this would have worked more for me. I’m sad to say that it didn’t.

Note: Don’t read this book if you haven’t read the Bronte’s works and don’t want them to be spoiled. This novel goes into detail about full plots of several Bronte novels.

Performance: The audio was read by Katie Koster. It wasn’t my favorite performance, because Sam sounded perpetually sarcastic, and I’m not fond of all the accents. Those are just my normal quibbles with audiobooks. Still, it wasn’t bad, or I would have switched to print. Just not a favorite.

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Sunday Coffee – End

IMG_4550A long, long, LONG time ago (2006? 2007?), I got this vague idea in my head for a novel. Several different sources went into this idea, but for a good many years, the whole thing was too vague to plan out and write. I made a few terrible attempts, mostly in 2007, and then I let it sit for a very long time. In the fall of 2013, I decided it was time to fully plan this monster out, and then I wrote the first messy draft during NaNoWriMo that year. I called the book Maldralith, though this will likely change.

I learned several things during that first draft. One: Writing a high fantasy novel during NaNo is a bad idea, because high fantasies are LONG, and my goal during NaNo is to finish my draft, not hit 50k words. By the time I reached the end of this 142,000-word book, I was literally writing descriptions of what would happen in each chapter rather than writing the chapters themselves. Which leads me to two: There was no way in hell that this was a single book. So in 2014, in periods between working on other books, I split this monster into several volumes and did extensive chapter-by-chapter planning for Book 1 (still called Maldralith as a working title). The goal was to begin writing it after we moved to Boston.

Except when we moved to Boston, life kinda fell to pieces. Depression and anxiety and family issues became top priority, and I stopped writing altogether. In 2015, I tried again, painstakingly writing a chapter each week whenever I could, which wasn’t often. By the time we moved back to Texas, I couldn’t even do that. I had one little writing spurt in October where I managed to get a tiny bit more done, and that was it. Time passed, and I thought about Maldralith all the time. I had the entire book ready in my head, but couldn’t get the words past some block in my brain.

In early March, with the tweaking of a particular medication, the dam in my brain broke. Words began gushing forward in a flood too strong to stop. I wrote almost every day, often for hours. I had to limit myself to 1-2 chapters per day. I went to sleep each night with the next few chapters in my head, so that the moment my fingers touched the keyboard in the morning, the words would come at once. When I ran up against crucial scenes, I would tell myself I needed to stop and plan better, but my brain had already done the planning, and I would just write it out, all the kinks already sorted. It was insane! I expected things to slow or stop once I got to later chapters that I hadn’t thought of enough, but nope.

I began work on Maldralith on March 7th. I was already about a quarter of the way through the novel by that point, but between March 7th and April 15th, I wrote the other three-quarters. On April 15th, I wrote one of my favorite words: End.

I’m spending this weekend rereading the (very long) manuscript to fix typos and minor inconsistency errors. Then, of course, the book will need to rest away from my brain for a good six months or so, before I can start revisions. The first night I went to sleep without chapters in my head to write? Just bizarre. I had difficulty falling asleep! I won’t describe the plot of Maldralith here – there’s a small paragraph about it on my Writing Page – but I will say that it’s a kind of Anastasia story meets Romeo & Juliet meets the Palestinian-Israeli conflict, with magic! I’ll also say that I’m super excited about this book, and yes, I’m holding myself back from writing the sequel, ha!

And now that my life isn’t entirely consumed by words, it’s time to focus on some other things, like housework and getting out into the real world and actually exercising for the first time in several weeks…

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Wink Poppy Midnight, by April Genevieve Tucholke

wink poppy midnightI’m not going to summarize this book. Even a small summary would provide spoilers. The book jacket is extremely vague on purpose. The GoodReads summary provides a little more, but even then, I’d be a bit wary. Read it if you’d like, though! All I’m going to say is that Wink, Poppy, and Midnight are three characters, each with alternating sections of first-person narrative.

My thoughts: Oh MAN I wish I could have kept this one for Readathon! It’s short, quick, and intoxicating. I was hooked from the very first page, and I didn’t stop until I read the last. Honestly, I’m still not even sure what I think about the plot/events. Everything is so very surreal and atmospheric, with the focus being tone tone tone. Something like We Have Always Lived in the Castle, except with multiple unreliable narrators and a younger voice. It was awesome.

I wasn’t entirely enamored with the first book by Tucholke that I read (Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea), and I never read the sequel to it. I’d loved the writing but not the story itself by the end. In Wink Poppy Midnight, that delicious, creepy writing is heavy and thick, and the story so vague and portentous that I’m free to interpret however I please. I adore that, and I’m glad I decided to try out this author again!

Seriously, this is an awesome Readathon selection. If my library hold wasn’t due back a few days before then, and other people lined up to read it so I can’t renew, I’d’ve totally waited to read it then. Great choice, hint hint! Heh.

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So Many Books, So Little Time

Recently, I was out driving, listening to music, when a little light-bulb popped up over my head. I’ve had an idea in my head for a novel for probably a decade now, just the rough bones, no real development. It’s patiently waiting for more decision and structure, and some of that structure suddenly came into existence. Not enough to have the whole novel pictured in my head, but enough to write more notes in my writing journal.

A week before that, a general idea I’ve had floating around for a few months now sprouted from an idea into very vague bones. Likely it’ll be quite some time before anything more comes from these bones, but they’re there. Notes written. Waiting.

And back a bit more time, a couple months ago, I was struggling to work on the manuscript I’d been trying to complete for two years. I decided that maybe I needed to focus on a silly, fun manuscript, something with no emotional baggage. Something brand new. Jason and I came up with a ton of pieces, rolled the dice, and formed a silly little contemporary fantasy novel for me to have fun with. Except I still couldn’t write, because it wasn’t the manuscript that was the problem. It was my brain that was the problem. And so another idea sits, shiny and new, mostly formed, waiting.

IMG_4540Not to mention the manuscript I’m in the middle of. The one I’ve been writing for the last two years or more. The one that has been pouring out of me since my brain got unblocked by the right medicine, and the words could actually come free from where I’d been swirling them all this time. The one I’ve finally entered that last final stage of writing, where the words keep coming and I’m tired tired tired but just need to make it through to the end before I can rest – a wonderful but exhausting place (Nine of Wands).

Not to mention the two other second drafts that have been waiting for their turn for the last few years. Not to mention the dozens of other books in various states of planning that are waiting, waiting, waiting.

So many books, so little time.

I’m used to people saying this about books to read. But this…this is about books to write, and GAH it takes a LOT longer to write a book than to read one! My brain is exploding. I want to write all the things! And I have no idea how I’m ever going to get through all of them!

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Wellness Wednesday #28: Bikini

buttonA couple months back, I celebrated the two year anniversary of the abdominal surgery that helped me to feel comfortable in my body again. Not long after that surgery, I bought and wore the first bikini that I’d had since 1999 (before I got pregnant for the first time), pictured at that link. Over the last two years, I’ve had tons of problems with my health, including massive weight gain thanks to many different factors. My confidence has been hit with many hard blows, both physically and psychologically. I’m trying very hard, though, not to let shame and fear rule my life, and with that in mind, I decided to rebel again society’s norms.

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I bought a bikini. Yes, I weigh over 200 lbs. Yes, I’m an obese woman. Yes, I have fat rolls and stretch marks. And YES, I am going to wear this bikini this summer. This is my body, and I’ll do with it as I wish. It may be terrifying, but about five years ago, it was terrifying to wear shorts in public, and now, I don’t have a problem with that at all. By the end of the summer, I want to be in a place where I don’t even stop to consider what it means to be obese and in a bikini. It will be my new norm.

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Top Books for Readers Who Explore Diversity

Diversity is very important to me, and so for today’s Top Ten topic, I’d like to post far more than ten wonderful books that highlight different kinds of diversity, for readers looking to branch out of their typical reading. Included below are not only many kinds of diversity (race, gender, sexuality, religion, income level, mental health, size, etc) but different kinds of books (nonfiction, fiction, YA, adult, etc). In no particular order:

  1. The Girl of Fire and Thorns by Rae Carson
  2. Nekropolis by Maureen McHugh
  3. Mornings in Jenin by Susan Abulhawa
  4. The Woman Who Fell From the Sky by Jennifer Steil
  5. Out of Africa by Isak Dinesen
  6. Firstborn by Lorie Ann Grover
  7. Born on a Blue Day by Daniel Tammet
  8. Reading Lolita in Tehran by Azar Nafisi
  9. The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath
  10. Between Mom and Jo by Julie Anne Peters
  11. Wide Sargasso Sea by Jean Rhys
  12. Interpreter of Maladies by Jhumpa Lahiri
  13. The Good Earth by Pearl Buck
  14. Kindred by Octavia Butler
  15. The Underground Girls of Kabul by Jenny Nordberg
  16. Elena Vanishing by Elena and Clare Dunkle
  17. Cry, the Beloved Country by Alan Paton
  18. Sold by Patricia McCormick
  19. If You Follow Me by Malena Watrous
  20. The Untelling by Tayari Jones
  21. Girl at War by Sara Novic
  22. After by Amy Efaw
  23. Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston
  24. The Nature of Jade by Deb Caletti
  25. As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner

I could go on and on. My only regret is that I’ve read so few books featuring narrators outside the binary gender structure and so few with disabled narrators. And so I echo the rallying cry: We need diverse books!

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Girl at War, by Sara Novic

girlatwarAna Juric is a Croatian refugee. When she was ten, her life and family was ripped apart by civil war. Now, as a twenty year old college student in NYC, she is just beginning to face the long term effects of that trauma.

I very rarely read books about real-life wars. The brutality of history can be too much for me, especially when it involves children and/or torture. There are many books I’ve skipped because they were just too stressful to read, but I’m glad I finally got around to Girl At War. Novic does a good job at balancing the heartbreaking aspects of war with the innocence of a child’s understanding. The book never grew too gruesome, though it didn’t glance over the ugly parts of war, either.

Honestly, I don’t have much to say about the book. It was well written – though the ending was way too abrupt for me, leaving me wondering if my copy had actually lost some pages – and got me interested in learning more about this region of the world and the various wars over the last few decades. I spent a lot of time with maps and historical articles, and I liked that Novic provided a non-American viewpoint. Too often we see history and world events filtered through an ethnocentric bias, and this book went beyond that view.

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Sunday Coffee – Translations

IMG_4476When I recently read Love in Lowercase, I decided to take a look back over my books-in-translation numbers over the last few years. What I found was absolutely pitiful. I knew Love in Lowercase had been my first translation in awhile, but I didn’t expect that there’d only been one translation in 2015, and two in 2014. Before that was not much better – a handful in 2012 and 2013. Not until further back than that, when I was seeking out a diverse reading environment specifically, did my number of translations increase.

I actually used to read quite a lot of them, from a huge spread of languages. The most common were French and Russian, but I’d read books translated from Norwegian, ancient Greek, Hungarian, Korean, Swedish, Arabic, Dutch, old English, Italian, Chinese, Portuguese, and so many more. Then one day, I just stopped reading translations.

Honestly, I’m not sure if that’s because I’ve read far fewer classics since 2011, because many of my translations did indeed come from classics, or if the drop comes from a certain frustration with translations in general (I want to be able to read the original! So much is lost!), or if the diversity in language simply dropped away because I wasn’t actively seeking it out. Probably it’s a combination of all those factors, but I admit, I kinda miss reading things from all over the world, and I think I might be a little more proactive in this area moving forward…

Anyone have any great suggestions??

The books! The books!
This weekend is the giant used book sale fundraiser for our school district. An entire basketball court area is filled with tables full of books, thousands of them, priced hardbacks for $1 and paperbacks for 50 cents. It’s one of my favorite events of the year, and it’s the only time when I let myself go kinda hog-wild grabbing whatever catches my fancy. That includes books on my wishlist, books I’ve read but didn’t necessarily want to buy except that for 50 cents it’s worth it, books I’ve tried before and decided I want to try again, books I’ve never heard of, books I loved when I was a little kid, books that I’ve been told I should read…etc.

IMG_4510Jason and I spent Friday morning at the sale, coming home with 37 books for $22. Of those, 30 books ($17.50) were mine (above). I’m sure there are plenty of these that will eventually head back to Half Price Books. I’m okay with that. Totally worth it. And now, I have tons of books to read during the Readathon in two weeks, in addition to the tons of books I’m yanking from library shelves for the event. Now, I just need more book shelves…

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