Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Now is your chance to join a book club! Check out this month's fun, wholesome book club meetings. Sign up and check out now at the reference desk!

For moms and daughters, this month's selection is "Esperanza Rising" by Pam Munoz Ryan. We will be meeting on Thursday, November 12th at 7PM.

For adults, check out the Books and Bites club on Tuesday, November 17th @ 12Noon. We are reading "The Leanin' Dog" by K.A. Nuzum.



Saturday, October 24, 2009

All Creatures Great and Small

I'd put it of for as long as I could remember. I knew that they all came highly recommended. There was just one major drawback--I don't really like animals much. I have been known to like one here and another there, but in general? No, I can't say that I care to read all about them. But in the back of my mind the books were always waiting for me, waiting for me to give them a chance.

From the first sentence I was hooked. I'm always interested where I find extraordinary writing, but I confess I hadn't expected to find in in a country veterinarian from Yorkshire. I was amazed to find myself devouring accounts of bovine obstetrics, canine broken bones, and various disgusting diseases, but devour it I did. The masterful descriptions on the idyllic scenery, the amazing recoveries, and the endearing stories of colorful characters. . .

It's often amazed me that the people of whom I have a less than stellar first impression turn out being my very best friends--almost without fail. It shouldn't surprise me that these books are now the main source of entertainment in our home these days. I feel like I've made friends with history.

  • All Creatures Great and Small
  • All Things Bright and Beautiful
  • All Things Wise and Wonderful
  • The Lord God Made Them All
  • Every Living Thing

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

The Spellman Files

-The Spellman Series, Book One-
(New York: Simon & Schuster, 2007)
Hardcover, 358 Pages, Fiction
ISBN: 9781416532392, US$25.00

From the Cover: Meet Isabel “Izzy” Spellman, private investigator. This twenty-eight-year-old may have a checkered past littered with romantic mistakes, excessive drinking, and creative vandalism; she may be addicted to Get Smart reruns and prefer entering homes through windows rather than doors—but the upshot is she’s good at her job as a licensed private investigator with her family’s firm, Spellman Investigations. Invading people’s privacy comes naturally to Izzy. In fact, it comes naturally to all the Spellmans. If only they could leave their work at the office. To be a Spellman is to snoop on a Spellman; tail a Spellman; dig up dirt on, blackmail, and wiretap a Spellman. Part Nancy Drew, part Dirty Harry, Izzy walks an indistinguishable line between Spellman family member and Spellman employee. Duties include: completing assignments from the bosses, a.k.a. Mom and Dad (preferably without scrutiny); appeasing her chronically perfect lawyer brother (often under duress); setting an example for her fourteen-year-old sister, Rae (who’s become addicted to “recreational surveillance”); and tracking down her uncle (who randomly disappears on benders dubbed “Lost Weekends”). But when Izzy’s parents hire Rae to follow her (for the purpose of ascertaining the identity of Izzy’s new boyfriend), Izzy snaps and decides that the only way she will ever be normal is if she gets out of the family business. But there’s a hitch: she must take one last job before they’ll let her go—a fifteen-year-old, ice-cold missing person case. She accepts, only to experience a disappearance far closer to home, which becomes the most important case of her life.

My Review: So, as I’ve said twice now on my blog, I belong to a discussion board book thread where The Spellman Files all of a sudden became all the rage, and rather than get run over by the bandwagon I decided to jump on … and I’m glad I did.

I think I had more fun reading this book than any other book so far this year. What Lutz has done in The Spellman Files is create a cast of some of the quirkiest characters this side of Elmore Leonard and infused it with a tongue-in-cheek sensibility that makes it a pure delight to read.

If pressed, I’d have to say that my favorite aspect of the novel was either Lutz’s protagonist, Izzy and all of her strangely and simultaneously dysfunctional and completely rational approaches to family and friends and dating and employment; that, or Izzy’s little sister Rae who is easily of the greatest teenage characters not currently enrolled in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (though one can only imagine the problems Rae would give Argus Filch and Severus Snape as she prowled the castle’s corridors after hours). Rae’s “this is what ‘normal’ people do” approach to everything from extorting money out of relatives and conducting surveillance on both relatives and complete strangers is so over-the-top and absolutely ridiculous making it a brilliant parody of such beloved childhood literary characters as Harriet the Spy, Encyclopedia Brown and Nancy Drew. I loved every minute of it.

I do have to wonder, though, if Lutz’s approach to Izzy’s character isn’t a little reductive at times. Perhaps it is just the literary grad student in me coming out to strongly but it gave me pause that Lutz constructs such a strong character as Izzy and then reduces her quest for happiness and fulfillment to something as simple as finding a boyfriend to settle down with. That seems counterproductive to me, but perhaps I am over analyzing. Once it’s turned on, the literary critic is hard to turn off.

Over all, though, this was a lot of fun to read, and—as I said at the outset—I am glad I jumped on the bandwagon rather than letting it run me over, because I would have missed out. So, come on, jump on the bandwagon, have some of the Kool Aid (it’s delicious) and check out The Spellman Files, you won’t be disappointed.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Darwinia: A Novel of a Very Different Twentieth Century

by Robert Charles Wilson
(New York: Tor Books, 1998)
Paperback, 372 Pages, Fiction
ISBN: 9780812566628, US$6.99

From the Cover: In 1912, history was changed by the Miracle, when the old world of Europe was replaced by Darwinia, a strange land of nightmarish jungle and antediluvian monsters. To some, the Miracle is an act of divine retribution; to others, it is an opportunity to carve out a new empire. Leaving an America now ruled by religious fundamentalists, young Guilford Law travels to Darwinia on a mission of discovery that will take him further than he can possibly imagine … to a shattering revelation about mankind’s destiny in the universe.

My Review: I’ve had this book on my shelves and in my TBR pile for about two years now, and it was only now, as we were moving from Utah to Washington State so I could attend grad school, that I could find the time to sit down and read it. What first drew me to Wilson’s novel was the synopsis from the back of the book (as transcribed above). I mean, really … who could resist a literary come on like that? I was hooked even before I had read a single page.

What I found within the pages of Darwinia was a novel that was much deeper and more in the realm of true science fiction than I had expected. Wilson executes a classic (and very subtle) bait-and-switch with the plot, and by the time the Reader realizes what is going on in the story, it is too late and they are drawn deep into the plot and invested heavily in the characters … especially that of Guilford Law.

I’ll try not to say too much about the plot because to do so would be to flirt with spoilers, so rather than do that, I’ll just leave you to discover the plot twists on your own.

I will say, though, that it was not what I expected and that is not necessarily a good thing. I am all for being surprised by a book, but I went into Darwinia with certain expectations, namely a kind of steampunk-ish adventure with strange creatures on a new continent that suddenly appears overnight, and for about half of the novel, that is what I got. Then, however, Wilson throws a hanging left turn into unadulterated science fiction that comes out of nowhere, and while I admire what he did (and I’ll say this: the plot twist he throws is brilliant and unlike anything I have seen in a long time), it took me a while to adjust my expectations to what Wilson had written. It was, to say the least, a hard thing to do.

That aside, though, Wilson has created an incredible alternate Twentieth-Century in Darwinia and in terms of character, he is an absolute genius. Guilford Law is one of the most believable and realistic fictional characters that I have encountered in a very long time. I was completely captivated by the situation(s) into which Wilson threw Law and then had him work his way out of. It takes quite a bit of effort to keep reminding yourself that this is in fact a fictional book, and that Guilford Law does not exist, and that is just about as high a compliment that I can think to give any one author.

All in all, Darwinia is a fascinating read, but when you go in, make sure to check your expectations at the door. Otherwise, like me, you may find yourself left high and dry halfway through the book and needing to reassess what you thought the novel was going to be about, because believe you me, no matter what you think Darwinia is about … you’re going to be wrong and Wilson will surprise you.

Friday, August 28, 2009

'salem's Lot (Audio)

read by Ron McLarty
(New York: Simon & Schuster, Inc., 2004)
MP3 Audiobook, 868.2 MB, 17½ Hours, Fiction
ISBN: 9780743536967, US$59.95

From the Cover: A dark wind is blowing into Jerusalem’s Lot, Maine, in the guise of antique furniture dealers R.T. Straker and Kurt Barlow. Novelist Benjamin Mears has returned to the village near Portland to exorcise his childhood demons. Immediately, townspeople begin suffering from strange flu symptoms, or disappearing altogether. Mears and local high school teacher Matt Burke understand the peril the town faces. Soon they’re joined by an artist, a doctor, an alcoholic priest, and an 11-year old boy, forming a modern-day team of vampire hunters.

My Original Review: 11/22/2005 – 08:50:00 PM

My Redux Review: Stephen King’s ‘salem’s Lot is a story that holds a lot nostalgia and fond memories for me. It was one of the first novels I ever owned, it was the first Stephen King story I ever read at the tender age of eleven (with the blessing of my Mother though—looking back—I have no idea what she was thinking when she okayed that, I don’t think I’d let my son read it when he turns eleven), and it is one that even now never fails to induce chills and thrills. I have even used it to make arguments for my ever-evolving academic paper on passive-sexism in Stephen King’s The Shining (showing how ‘salem’s Lot is a kind of “run up” to what he does in The Shining).

I find so much about ‘salem’s Lot to be so very fascinating, that it is difficult to know where to start. Well, perhaps it is best to start with something small. This time through the book I was struck by just how dated ‘salem’s Lot is. It really is a relic from the early- to mid-1970s when it was written. So much of the novel is so outdated that I found myself wondering just how well Mssrs. Barlow and Straker would fair if they were to plunk down in Jerusalem’s Lot in an era of cell phones and the internet. This is addressed, somewhat, in the 2004 TV miniseries which is, all things considered, not a bad adaptation, given the problems of updating such material. Still, as I said, I am struck at just how dated the book is.

Another “theme” of the novel (for lack of a better word) that I have been dealing with (mostly because it jives with my paper on Stephen King) is just how passively sexist the works of Stephen King are, and ‘salem’s Lot is no exception. In fact, it is a pretty good example of what I am talking about. Two characters come to mind as I have run this through my mind: Susan Norton, of course, and Bonnie Sawyer. Susan is, to all appearances, a pretty “liberated” and “strong” female figure, holding her own with man and vampire alike, and yet, looking a little deeper she is a “shackled” character; very one-dimensional when compared to the male characters in the novel. She plays little more than the role of girlfriend and tragic victim. Susan makes some very poor decision in the course of the novel (the kind that would have you shouting DON’T GO DOWN THERE to the screen if this were a movie) and as a result of these decisions (and, I would argue, due to King’s indifference to his female characters) she pays the price.

The same could be said for the character of Bonnie Sawyer, a bit player in the overall drama, but one that King keeps coming back to. She is the “Jezebel” character type; the “wanton woman” who is having an affair with a younger man, but when they are caught by her husband, she is literally beaten into submission and—as King puts it—raped by her husband regularly, until their end comes in the final third of the book. I bring up their characters because they both are women who initially seem liberated and in control of their destinies, but ultimately are brought down by their inability to listen to the male authorities in their lives (in the case of Susan it is Matt Burke and Ben Mears and even the teenage Mark Petrie whom she ignores, and for Bonnie, of course, it is her husband whom she disobeys) and as a result they are brought to ruin.

This passive-sexism (as I’ve chosen to call it) and assertion of male dominance (culminating in the staking of the vampiric Susan (which Freud would undoubtedly call “phallic” and a violent sexual act in and of itself, a rape of a kind) and the beating and raping of Bonnie Sawyer) really show King’s true colors as a closet-conservative in spite of all his trappings and claims of open-mindedness and liberalism. He falls back on the conservative world view whenever a female comes into the pages of his novels (they are usually either a milquetoast hausfrau or a wanton jezebel) that bucks the male authority structure and have to be either saved or dispatched (in the case of Susan, they come to one and the same). It is true of Susan Norton and Bonnie Sawyer in ‘salem’s Lot, it is true of Wendy Torrance in The Shining, it is true of Rose Daniels in Rose Madder, it is true of Emily in “The Gingerbread Girl” and it is true of Lisey Landon in Lisey’s Story.

But enough theorizing. In spite of these “flaws” (for lack of a better word) I still think that ‘salem’s Lot is one of Stephen King’s finest, and is certainly in the Top 5 of my favorite King books. King has crafted a very believable world in ‘salem’s Lot, one that is described as Peyton Place meets Dracula, and I think that that is a pretty fair assessment. It is hard to imagine which the greater evil in the township is: the external force of Barlow and his vampirism, or the internal forces of the town and its small-town insularism. King has stated in interviews that ‘salem’s Lot was written at a time of great social and political upheaval: the Ellsberg break-in, Nixon’s tapes and enemies’ list, Liddy and the CIA, Watergate, the invasive federal investigations of war protestors, Vietnam … and so it is no wonder that these feelings of paranoia bled over (no pun intended) into ‘salem’s Lot and informed the novel; paranoia of vampires, paranoia of outsiders, paranoia of the unknown, paranoia of the future … it’s all there in the pages, and makes for one hell of an atmospheric novel.

Atmospheric and arguably one of the scariest of King’s tales (his early ones are so much better than his later). I’ve mentioned it in my prior review of this audiobook, but the scenes with Mike Ryerson in Matt Burke’s house (both times) and then the scene with Marjorie Glick’s body in the mortuary are some of the scariest scenes that have even been penned. They never fail to give me the chills (and this time around, it didn’t help that I was listening to the Marjorie Glick scene as I was taking a late night walk to clear my head after a stressful day and as a thunderstorm passed overhead, I have to admit that I looked over my shoulder more than once as I walked the storm-darkened streets).

Also, what makes this such a great audiobook is Ron McLarty’s reading. If you have never experienced a book read by Ron McLarty you need to, and ‘salem’s Lot is as good a place as any to start. It is amazing how much the story comes to life in McLarty’s capable hands. It really brings an already great book to an even more sublime level.

You don’t have to be a Stephen King fan to enjoy ‘salem’s Lot, and since vampires are very much in vogue right now, take the time to listen to (or read) a real vampire story. Yes, it borrows heavily from Dracula (with Matt Burke playing Van Helsing, Susan playing Lucy Westenra and Mina Harker, Dr. Cody as Dr. Seward, Ben Mears playing Arthur Holmwood and Jonathan Harker, Straker as Renfield and, of course, Barlow as the Count) but I would say that that is intentional, since the idea behind ‘salem’s Lot was what would happen if Count Dracula came to America and settled not in New York City (where, in King’s words, he’d “be killed by a taxi cab like, Margaret Mitchell in Atlanta”) but in rural, small-town Maine.

It is a question that I think King has answered well. As I said, in spite of its “flaws” ‘salem’s Lot is a stellar novel and one that every vampire groupie needs to have under their belt, and if you’re going to try it, why not pick up the audio edition, since Ron McLarty’s reading is nothing short of amazing.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Indiana Jones and the Seven Veils

by Rob MacGregor
-Indiana Jones Series, Book 3-

(New York: Bantam Books, 1991)
Paperback, 291 Pages, Fiction
ISBN:
9780553293340, US$4.99

ABCD Rating: BACKLIST

From the Cover: Having barely survived a hair-raising archaeological dig in Tikal, Guatemala, Indiana Jones has returned to New York just in time to get caught up in a controversy. The mysterious writings of Colonel Percy Fawcett, a missing British explorer, have turned up, and what they describe could revolutionize history—and make or break several scientific reputations, for Percy paints a tantalizing picture of a lost city in the Brasilian jungle and a mythical red-headed race who may be the descendents of ancient Celtic Druids. … No one loves mystery or adventure more than Indiana Jones. So with his trusty bullwhip in hand and the lovely Deirdre Campbell firmly in tow, he sets out for the wilds of the Amazon. But Indy has more enemies than he knows, including a bunch of hard-nosed thugs and a cannibalistic Indian tribe who are out to make him instant history. And if he survives what they throw his way, there’s still the fabled city itself … where the inhabitants practice the magic of the “seven veils” and no one leaves alive!

My Review: I first heard about this book when I was listening to David Grann read his book The Lost City of Z. In Z, Grann mentions the impact that Colonel Fawcett has had on popular culture, including—most notably—Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s The Lost World and Indiana Jones. Grann mentioned that in 1991, Indy was able to “meet” his progenitor in Rob MacGregor’s novel Indiana Jones and the Seven Veils, in which a reluctant Indy is pressed into finding Colonel Fawcett and the Lost City of Z by Marcus Brody. Adventure ensues. I was captivated by the story of Colonel Fawcett, one that reads like a great Hollywood cliffhanger serial, and with the possibility of Indiana Jones thrown in for good measure, it was all too good to pass up, so I order a copy of The Seven Veils and now, here we are.

That is not to say that I did not have some trepidation as I picked the book up and started to read. It is, after all, based on a film character, and often novels like this fall flat … being but poor imitations of their silver screen counterparts, with the film novelization being one of the worst types of books to be written. However, The Seven Veils starts off with typical Indy flair … on a dig in a booby-trapped temple in Guatemala where Indy soon finds himself surrounded by incompetent superiors, grave robbers, and a damsel in distress. From there he is catapulted into the hunt for Colonel Fawcett, and the action is pretty much non-stop.

With a few exceptions, the book has a fairly blistering pace that compels the Reader to want to read “just one more page.” MacGregor does a fine job of making Indy and Marcus (the only two characters from the films to make appearances) similar enough to their film counterparts while making the characters his own; make no mistake, that is a fine line to walk, and one that has sunk better authors than MacGregor. Also, there are some great additions to the cast, most notably Deirdre Campbell who is every bit as spunky and resourceful as Karen Allen’s Marion Ravenwood (from Raiders of the Lost Ark and Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull).

For the most part I thoroughly enjoyed this book. It is every bit as exciting and engaging and thrilling as any of the Indiana Jones films. There were a few aspects, in particular the book seems to become a completely new story once Indy and Deirdre find Colonel Fawcett and the Lost City, more supernatural and “spacey,” like Kingdom of the Crystal Skull, that I did not like—I prefer my Indy to be a little more historical (like the Ark of the Covenant, the Cult of Kali and the Holy Grail) and a little less New Age-y (like crystal skulls and lost Atlanteans) but, as I said, on the whole, this is a delightful adventure novel and a lot of fun; perfect for the end of summer as I get ready to head back to the world of academia.

Also, as one last endorsement for this book: Indiana Jones and the Seven Veils is book three in a twelve book series that predates the films (so, coming before Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom) and I fully intend to get my hands on the remaining eleven. It is a fun book, and looks like it will be a fun series.

And with that, I leave you with this in parting: