Story of a Girl, by Sara Zarr

Story_of_a_girlPersonally, I didn’t enjoy this book. The story could have been interesting, but the narrative put me off. It’s told first person, and the whole thing sounded like an imitation of teenagers speaking rather than an authentic voice. Now, to quantify my opinion, I grew up in a part of San Antonio where many people were having sex by the time they were thirteen, gangs and drugs were everywhere, violence was a serious problem, gunshots erupted every night in the neighborhood, most people had failed at least a grade or two, dropouts and teen pregnancies were in the top ratings in the country, and there were separate English and Reading classes in middle school because our test scores were soooo bad. In essence, I grew up in the same sort of place as the narrator. I grew up listening to the sorts of things that people said, and I remember, very well, what it was like to be a teenager. And if I’d have read this, as a teenager, my opinion would have been to scoff and say, They really think we talk and act like that? It didn’t feel real. The emotions were genuine, but the voice was not. Not in my eyes, anyway.

To be fair, I admit this is probably one of the most difficult voices in the world to tackle. To sound authentically wayward-teen is next to impossible. But when writing a book from this particular perspective, voice is key, and it just didn’t sit well with me.

That, and while the book was meant to be YA, it felt more like a book written for parents of wayward children, to help parents understand the world their children live in. Which is a good thing, sure, but then I wonder why it was written to be YA, you know? Does this book really help teenagers? Maybe. I don’t know. I know it wouldn’t have helped me or the majority of people I knew.

The ending was also too neat for my tastes.

I always feel bad giving a negative review of a book by a modern author. I know a lot of people would like this book. Part of my objection is just that it didn’t feel like an accurate portrayal of a world I know all too well. Someone with a different background than mine might find this eyeopening, stunning, and a great window into that world. It’s not terrible. It just didn’t appeal to me.

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The Eyre Affair, by Jasper Fforde

eyreI heartily agree that something odd is going on; something I can’t possibly explain. The barrier between myself and Rochester has softened.
–Thursday Next

This is a really odd book. Delightful, but odd. It’s alternate history, and the narrator, Thursday Next, lives in 1985 in a world where time travel is common, the dodo bird has been genetically resurrected, and literature is taken just as seriously as war. There are 4000 “John Miltons” in the phone book in London; the Baconians are presented like religious fanatics that go door to door with pamphlets, trying to convince people Francis Bacon really did write Shakespeare’s plays; and everyone NOT named after a poet seems to be named in pun (Paige Turner, Braxton Hicks, Jack Schitt).

Thursday Next works for the secret police, SpecOps, in a department called LiteraTecs. For the most part, they protect literature from theft, plagiarism, and impersonation. Thursday’s life gets much more interesting, though, when she is called in to help capture the seemingly indestructible villain Acheron Hades. Hades is stealing original manuscripts and entering them in order to kidnap characters. He starts small, with a minor character from Dickens’ Martin Chuzzlewit, but soon captures Jane Eyre herself to hold for ransom. Thursday, who has a decided interest in Jane Eyre owing to the fact that she’s entered the book by accident on occasion and once Mr. Rochester jumped out of the book in order to save her life, vows to set things right.

I don’t want to say any more than that and give away spoilers. This was a really funny laugh-out-loud sort of book, but at the same time, a thrilling literary adventure. I loved all the literary references, everything from the description of Blanche Ingram as “a sort of nineteenth-century bimbo” to the “bookworm” maggots that got genetically rewired and have been dubbed “HyperBookwormDoublePlusGood.” Also, I really love Jane Eyre, it’s one of my favorite books, and Mr. Rochester (who has a big role in this book) is one of my favorite literary personalities, so it was fun to watch how the text was treated. Fforde really did have a good handle on the characters – Jane, Mr. Rochester, Mrs. Fairfax, Bertha, etc – and when they moved, spoke, and acted, it really felt like they were the same characters as in the original book, even when they were outside the events of Jane Eyre. That, I think, was the most impressive thing about The Eyre Affair. That, and the sheer volume of literary and historical interplay; I’m sure I missed at least half the references and jokes.

My only complaint would be that the book seems to take a long time to get started. The driving force of the plot doesn’t start until at least a third of the way through, though to be fair, everything leading up to it is so interesting that I wasn’t slowed in reading. There just seemed to be too much information and too many plotlines stuffed into the beginning of the book. I’m not sure all those sideplots were needed. Many of them weren’t important to this book, nor did they get resolved. There are, however, four (soon to be five) sequels to this book, and I imagine some of those unexplained moments/plots/etc will blossom in other books. I look forward to reading them.

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Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austen

pandpThis is my fourth Austen book, after Persuasion, Emma, and Sense and Sensibility, and it’s by far the best. I can see why Pride and Prejudice is considered her best work. It’s outstanding! Whereas it normally takes me a week or two to read an Austen book, this took me a grand total of three days, and today I neglected all my intended doings in order to read. I didn’t want to put it down, it carried me along so well. I can’t say the same for other books by her I’ve read.

As per usual with Austen, this is a set of love stories that get messed up, mixed up, and nearly destroyed, but of course end well. I don’t consider this a spoiler for anyone who’s ever been exposed to Austen in any fashion. She writes 19th century romances. The chic-lit of the early 1800s. In general, I haven’t been overly impressed. Amused, yes, but not blown away. I’ve liked the stories in an academic way, but not so much on a personal level. P&P was far more personal. The writing was less pedantic than her usual style, the characters were real rather than caricatured, and the pacing was excellent.

Besides being a love story, P&P is a social commentary. Both love stories are primarily opposed due to the uneven nature of the parties’ stations in life. The two women, Jane and Elizabeth, are of a lower class than their respective love interests, Bingley and Darcy. While Bingley has no trouble overcoming the class difference and seeing past Jane’s vulgar family, Darcy is repulsed by those same things. In his repulsion, he offends Elizabeth, and from the beginning, they are at odds. Both have – what else? – their pride and prejudices to overcome. I find it interesting, though, that it isn’t just the upper class virtues critiqued. Elizabeth’s faults are equally examined, and with no less fervor than Darcy’s.

Austen also expresses some very clear criticisms of the church in this book, through the obnoxious character of Mr. Collins, a clergyman and a cousin to Jane and Elizabeth. He is one of the most ridiculous Austen characters I’ve read, made more ridiculous by the fact that, to me, he feels like someone I might meet, rather than just a joke of Austen’s. Austen often writes joke characters – like Emma’s father, for example – that are funny but personality-less. Mr. Collins, on the other hand, is the sort of person I recognize from personal experience, and he makes me groan and laugh at the same time. But Austen doesn’t stop at making the clergyman obnoxious and silly. She goes a step further, and makes him the opposite of charitable, despite his claims. It happens so quick, in a letter he writes to Jane and Elizabeth’s father. He says:

You ought certainly to forgive them as a christian, but never to admit them in your sight, or allow their names to be mentioned in your hearing.

At which point, Mr. Bennet replies,

That is his notion of christian forgiveness!

And then goes on to other subjects. A single line, but a very crisp criticism to the hypocrisy Austen often took issue with in the church.

This will probably stay my favorite Austen book even after I finish reading the rest of her repertoire. I’m so glad I read it!

I do have to admit, I still like Mr. Rochester better than Mr. Darcy, though for all those in love with Darcy, I admit he is a rather lovable character.

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Betrayal, by Robin Wasserman

betrayalSo, to begin 2009, I continued the saga of J.D., the girl who woke up from an explosion with amnesia at the beginning of part I. I don’t want to say too much about the plot, which might give away spoilers from the last book. Trying to strip it down to bare essentials, J.D. and her friend Daniel continue on a quest to figure out where she’s come from, who she is, what people want with her, and where this special ability she has comes from. J.D. wants answers. She learns a lot about herself and the strength inside her throughout this book. She begins to recognize the difference between who she’s been honed to be and who she wants to be. And she is determined to get the truth at all costs.

I liked this book a lot. It was fast, fun, and the character development was well done. There were questions left unanswered, so I’m sucked into part III of this trilogy, but enough were answered that I didn’t feel unsatisfied like after the first book. Unfortunately, my library doesn’t stock part III, so I’m having to go through InterLibrary Loan for this book, which might take a month or more. Grr. Maybe I should go hang out at B&N for a couple hours one weekend and just read it.

Book 1: Awakening

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2008 in Books

Time for my end-of-year books-in-review post. It’s been a pretty amazing year for books. I’m not sure I’ve ever read as many as I did this year. I love having a place to put my book reviews!! Hopefully people aren’t too annoyed with my excess of reviews!

So, here is a wrap-up of what I’ve read this year:

Total books: 87
First-time reads: 72

Novels: 70 (Speculative: 31, Realistic: 39)
Nonfiction: 14
Collections: 3

Children’s and YA: 28

Classics: 27

In translation: 9

New to me authors: 44

Best book: Other than rereading my favorite, Possession, I’d have to pick The Grapes of Wrath. Some close seconds were The City of Ember, The Lost Stradivarius, Memoirs of a Geisha, and a couple of Lois Lowry books.

Worst book: Tough one. I’d have to say The Bookseller of Kabul, though Oracle Night and Don Quixote come close.

Most forgettable: I’d have to say The Lost Legends of New Jersey. I remember like three things about that book total.

Most surprising: 1) The Grapes of Wrath – I expected to hate it, I’ve always avoided it, but I ended up loving it and couldn’t stop reading. 2) The Jane Austen Book Club – once again, I expected to not like it too much, but found it engaging and added it to the rare modern fiction book I enjoyed. 3) Memoirs of a Geisha – I thought this one would be good, but didn’t expect it to be quite so wonderful! It blew me away.

Most disappointing: 1) Don Quixote – it’s so classic, I wanted to love it, and hated it. 2) The Bookseller of Kabul – I thought I’d learn something about Kabul culture, and instead it was an offensive, westernized attack; preying on the fears of our current time in order to sell lots of copies, grr. 3) American Gods – because for some weird reason, I really wanted to like Neil Gaiman. 4) The Handmaid’s Tale – because I usually love dystopian novels, and this could have been good.

Best book-related discovery: Lois Lowry. I thought I’d read some of her books when I was younger, but hadn’t. She’s great. I’m so glad I discovered her this year. I plan to read lots more by her.

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Tethered, by Amy MacKinnon

tetheredI’m on the fence about this one. I finished it yesterday, and have been pondering it all day. I even re-skimmed it, trying to figure out my thoughts. I’m not sure still if I like it.

The book is part ghost story, part mystery, and part psychological drama. It’s told from the point of view of a neurotic, antisocial undertaker who doesn’t believe in the afterlife. She gets pulled into a mystery surrounding a child pornography ring, trying to rescue a little girl who often hangs out at the funeral parlor where she works. After awhile, though, the police stop believing that the little girl exists, and they start thinking of the kind and fatherly funeral home director as a suspect in the pornography ring. The undertaker, Clara, battles herself, wanting isolation and a complete disconnect from everyone, but at the same time, being drawn to Mike the cop and the little girl begging her for help.

Things I liked:
The book was well-written, without any quirks that irritated me. Clara’s backstory is fascinating. She grows up in an almost Carrie-like home, so it had that same Stephen King feel in parts. In the middle, the book starts to feel like Clara’s an unreliable narrator, prone to hallucinations and other neurosis, and that was completely fascinating. Many of the side characters – the funeral home director and his wife, the reverend and his mother, a couple of the cops, the little girls – were interesting and felt very real. I was surprised by the revelation about the little girl who hangs out in the funeral parlor.

Things I didn’t like:
I knew the true culprit almost from the beginning. In other words, solving the crime was too easy. I also couldn’t tell what the author’s intent was. It almost seemed as if she had multiple ideas and combined them rather than trimming. Clara isn’t a great narrator. She’s the sort of person who tries to be as invisible as possible, and in first person, I couldn’t really relate to her. Her personality and final relationship to Mike make no sense to me based on what I know about them. Lastly, it felt as if the author tries to make a point that the afterlife exists, ghosts exist, we can commune with the dead, and fortune telling is valid. I’d be okay with that, except that the message wasn’t really there until the very end, so it felt forced.

So I don’t know. I half liked the book, and half disliked it. This was really fairly neutral, I suppose.

As a warning for anyone else who might want to try it, it does deal a lot with death and the undertaking process. There are some graphic scenes involving dead bodies. A couple times I almost put the book down because they were a bit too much for me, but the story kept me going.

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The War of the Worlds, by HG Wells (audio)

warWar of the Worlds is my current book club selection. It is only the third selection I’ve seriously considered giving up on (the other two being Don Quixote and A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court). In fact, I did give up on it, before being struck with an inspiration: listening to it on audiobook. Librivox to the rescue!! I listened to the majority of this one, and read the last 50 pages or so today just to get it over with. Seriously, it took me several weeks to read a book that’s less than 200 pages long.

I wanted to like this book. It is, of course, one of the bedrocks of classic science fiction. I enjoyed the movie that came out a couple years ago. The plot and premise were interesting. But I just couldn’t get into the book. The characters weren’t real people (I’m not sure the narrator even had a name, and I know his wife didn’t). They had no personalities, with the exception of a few minor characters who acted like caricatures. The writing was horrific (how could he have missed using the word “tumultuous” about 15 times in one paragraph, several times even in the same sentence!!??!? If I never hear that word again, I will be a happy woman). I don’t mind that the “science” was completely lame. I know the book is old and they didn’t know as much then, so that didn’t bother me. Unfortunately, everything else did bother me.

The book was far superior in audio format, though I still can’t say I liked it. I at least managed to read it, which is more than I thought I’d be able to do by the time I hit the fourth or fifth chapter. I managed to pay a little bit of attention, and there was one spot with a joke that actually made me smile. But even in audio format, I barely got through it.

It would be interesting to listen to the Orson Wells adaptation, to see if that would be more palatable for me, and to really understand the frenzy of panic that took place back when it was first read over the radio. I find the public reaction far more interesting than the original book itself.

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Gossamer, by Lois Lowry

gossamerI love Lois Lowry. I’m so excited to have discovered her this year! For Christmas, I received Gossamer from my friend Julie (thank you!!), which is one of Lowry’s that I hadn’t heard of before. It was light and thin, so I took it with me when we went to visit my in-laws the last couple days. Turns out it was the perfect selection.

Most of the Lowry books I’ve read so far have been middle-grade to young adult, but this was aged younger, probably about 8 or 9 for the target audience. Littlest One is a young dream-giver in training. She is inquisitive and sometimes fails to follow the rules exactly, but she has a big heart and natural instincts at her job. Along with her trainer, Thin Elderly, Littlest One has to help her charges – an elderly woman taking care of a troubled foster child – ward off the nightmares caused by a horde of evil Sinisteeds.

This was very easy to read, and had the right touch of happiness to help me through the stress of traveling the last couple days. I’m sure it’s not for everyone – it is written for a very young audience – but it’s a great selection especially for children. And I really liked it. It’s well done.

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The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, by Jean-Dominique Bauby

Diving-bellI came across this book when trying to look up images of a diving bell when reading Airman. I’d never heard of a diving bell before and had no idea what Colfer was talking about. The image search led me to a page with a short summary of this book.

This is a short memoir of Jean-Dominique Bauby, the former editor of Elle. In 1995, he had a stroke that left him fully paralyzed, with what’s known as “locked-in” syndrome. In other words, he could think but not communicate. The description I read said he was only able to move his left eyelid, but after reading the book, I found that that wasn’t quite accurate. He could swivel his head a little bit, and after a good eight to ten months of PT, he was able to make a couple sounds a day. Eventually, his mouth could open wide enough to put in a lollipop. He couldn’t, however, talk, swallow, eat, etc. The doctors found a way for him to communicate. They took the French alphabet (he’s French) and ordered it by use-frequency. Visitors would read the letters off a sheet of paper, and Bauby would blink his left eye when they got to the right letter. Letter by letter, he communicated with the world.

Over the summer of 1996, he dictated his thoughts to a woman named Claude Mendibil using this blinking technique. The entire book (the French version, of course) was written in a series of blinks. That totally blew me away. Still does. What a remarkable achievement! Bauby died two days after the French publication of the book.

Now, the flip side. While the creation of this book is certainly outstanding, I honestly didn’t feel the book itself was that great. I feel really terrible for saying this. Honestly, I wonder if it would have been better in its original language. I think there was something lost in translation. I wonder if perhaps more had been communicated in French. It was definitely an interesting look at an insider’s perspective on locked-in syndrome. I really, really hope I never end up in a situation like that. It’s terrifying. And I really wanted this book to be more than it ended up being. I was disappointed by it’s lack of…well, everything. There just wasn’t much in there. There was very little about the syndrome, very little about his emotions, little about his family and friends and magazine and life. I read the entire book today, and hardly remember a thing about it only a few hours later. By the end, I wasn’t exactly sure what Bauby meant his point to be. Then again, it’s not like he could go back and edit. He had to memorize his sentences in advance and repeat them to himself over and over before dictating them. His achievement really was remarkable, and I give him full credit for that. Like I said, I feel really bad for being disappointed in the book.

There’s a movie out now based on this book. I might check that out.

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The Good Thief, by Hannah Tinti

good_thief1Twelve-year-old Ren has lived in a Catholic orphanage ever since he can remember. His hand has been missing all that time, too, which is why no one ever chooses to adopt him. When Benjamin Nab unexpectedly shows up at the orphanage claiming to be his brother, Ren is excited and nervous about leaving the only home he’s ever known. Soon, he finds out Mr. Nab is not who he claims to be. Ren gets dragged into the underbelly of society, amongst thieves, liars, con-artists, murderers, and grave-robbers, always looking for a way to survive the future; eventually finding, instead, a clue to his past.

The book was well-written, a sort of Kidnapped-like atmosphere set in the early stages of American history. Despite that, I didn’t particularly enjoy it. That really had nothing to do with the book, though. I think it was a combination of the fact that I don’t normally enjoy Kidnapped-type adventure stories, and that I’ve been completely stressed out and distracted while reading. Between my anniversary, Christmas, my kids getting out of school, budding allergies, and my aunt’s failing health, I’ve been reading The Good Thief in snatches over the last week. Perhaps if I’d been in a better frame of mind, I would have enjoyed this more – like I said, it was well-written.

Good things: The setting and time period seemed to be accurately researched, with little details that made me feel the story took place at that time. The story had its touching moments. The mysteries were unraveled slowly and weren’t too predictable. If I hadn’t had to read in snatches, I probably would have been pulled along the plot quickly.

Not-so-good things: I didn’t really care about any of the characters. They were well-developed, but they were the scum of society. I wouldn’t care about a bunch of drug addicts and child pornographers in a book about today’s time, either. Also, the ending was a little too clean and neat.

So in summary, a well-written book, but not really my taste.

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