<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:29:00.371-05:00</updated><category term='Hanif Kureishi'/><category term='Ian McEwan'/><category term='nostalgia'/><category term='Albert Camus'/><category term='contemporary fiction'/><category term='Russian novels'/><category term='Books I didn&apos;t care for'/><category term='John Kennedy Toole'/><category term='Toni Morrison'/><category term='Everyone&apos;s Got to Start Somewhere'/><category term='20th Century Fiction'/><category term='J. M. 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Dick'/><category term='Sarah Waters'/><category term='Margaret Atwood'/><category term='Alan Moore'/><category term='Jaroslav Hasek'/><category term='Wesley Stace'/><category term='Sheridan Le Fanu'/><category term='magical realism'/><category term='Gabriel Garcia Marquez'/><category term='Agatha Christie'/><category term='war fiction'/><category term='Edgar Rice Burroughs'/><category term='satire and protest'/><category term='Bodice Rippers'/><category term='Michael Chabon'/><category term='Fyodor Dostoevsky'/><category term='Graphic novels'/><category term='Richard Brautigan'/><category term='early 20th century'/><category term='Patricia Highsmith'/><category term='Kazuo Ishiguro'/><category term='Mysteries'/><category term='Nathaniel Hawthorne'/><category term='Jonathan Safran Foer'/><title type='text'>28 Books</title><subtitle type='html'>A Reading Diary</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-3648358293854884277</id><published>2011-04-17T08:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T09:02:37.903-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='satire and protest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evelyn Waugh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><title type='text'>A Handful of Dust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mookseandgripes.com/reviews/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/A-Handful-of-Dust1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 358px;" src="http://mookseandgripes.com/reviews/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/A-Handful-of-Dust1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I enjoyed &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Vile Bodies&lt;/span&gt;, I enjoyedhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Evelyn_Waugh"&gt;Evelyn Waugh's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A Handful of Dust&lt;/span&gt; even more. Ever since I tore through the works of Agatha Christie as a kid, I've been fascinated by the British upper class of the first half of the 20th century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A Handful of Dust&lt;/span&gt; tells the tale of Tony and Brenda Last. Tony is landed gentry who struggles mightily to keep up with his eroding estate, Hetton Abbey. Brenda is a young thing who is struggling herself with rural boredom and the raising of the couple's son, John. Add to the mix John Beaver, an avid social climber who has no particular purpose in life other than sponging off of his well-to-do friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After young John Last is killed in a riding accident, Brenda becomes more and more distant from Tony and establishes herself in a London apartment where she enjoys the whirl of the London social season and an affair with Beaver. This leads eventually to a planned divorce, but as Tony finds the stipulations untenable, he decides to embark on a Brazilian safari instead with unexpected and unforgettable results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waugh specialized in scathing attacks on this class of people, and this novel is a perfect example of the form. At times laugh out loud funny, it is an entertaining reminder that even with all the trappings of our material lives and our often banal personal triumphs and pitfalls, in the end we are all the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-3648358293854884277?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/3648358293854884277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=3648358293854884277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/3648358293854884277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/3648358293854884277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2011/04/handful-of-dust.html' title='A Handful of Dust'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-4379881007327996021</id><published>2011-04-17T07:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T08:16:22.483-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autobiography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Non-fiction'/><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tirbd.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/KeithRichards-Life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 431px;" src="http://tirbd.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/KeithRichards-Life.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....it's been awhile! I started this blog as a personal reading diary, and although I haven't stopped reading, I did lose some enthusiasm for writing about reading. However, now I've got a great backlog to post about and I'm glad to resume. So far, all of the books I have covered have been fiction, but I thought I'd reenter the fray with an autobiography, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt; by Keith Richards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read dozens of music biographies and autobiographies from the sublime to the ridiculous, and I have to say that this is probably my favorite of the lot. Part of that is because of the breezy, conversational style it is written in, and part of it is because there is absolutely no one more qualified to write this type of book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the book basically follows a chronological timeline, Richards is quick to expand on topics and go sideways. He covers his relationships with the other band members, and it is easy to see that he still holds a great deal of contempt for Brian Jones and a great deal of love and respect for Charlie Watts. Bill Wyman is treated mostly as an afterthought (which, I suspect, sums up his 30 years in the band). Most interestingly, it is his relationship to Mick Jagger that feels like it causes him the most angst. While he acknowledges that they are like brothers, he admits they haven't hung out in over twenty years, coming together only to record or tour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there are the drugs. I found it interesting that Richards is able to account for his iron constitution by writing that he was excellent at maintenance and knew how to never overdo it. This is probably why so many contemporaries are dead and Keef rolls on. Still, he admits he was addicted to heroin and describes his many attempts to quit. While never advocating drugs, he also writes without a glimmer of regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a musician though, the best part of this for me was his overarching love for music and for the guitar. It is something that is almost impossible to put into words, and yet Richards achieves it. During all of the drugs, women, and tour debauchery, his love for the medium shows through, from the Chicago blues that first inspired him to his collaborations with Bobby Keyes, Gram Parsons, and his beloved crew of Jamaican players in Steertown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in most autobiographies, Richards rarely takes blame for anything. I'm sure that others could write forever about sitting around in recording studios waiting for him to turn up and about being on the wrong end of one of his red rages. Still, he comes across as an affable pirate soul who, more than anyone else in the history of rock and roll, was born to the roll. He IS the definition of rock and roll cool, but not because of the image. Rather, it is his genuine love and affection for the music after 50 plus years that attracts people to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-4379881007327996021?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/4379881007327996021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=4379881007327996021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/4379881007327996021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/4379881007327996021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2011/04/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-3989367932494110350</id><published>2009-12-06T10:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T10:25:26.204-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Margaret Atwood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20th Century Fiction'/><title type='text'>The Handmaid's Tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://leighmckolay.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/79578-004-42886b11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 293px;" src="http://leighmckolay.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/79578-004-42886b11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second novel from Margaret Atwood that I've read and she is quickly becoming one of my favorites. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/03/blind-assassin.html"&gt;The Blind Assassin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was a great book I read earlier this year and I finally got around to following it up with &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Handmaid's Tale&lt;/span&gt;. And while this novel lacks the plot complexity of the former, the writing is still first class and the story engrossing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in the relatively near future, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Handmaid's Tale&lt;/span&gt; is a first person account of the dystopian society the United States has become after the assassination of the President and Congress by a fundamentalist religious group. Subtext informs the reader that fertility has become a major issue and so society has become very strictly ordered, with women not only being stripped of all rights, but becoming subjugates to the will of the ruling order of men. One strata of this new class system is the 'handmaid', women who are still fertile and are given as concubines to influential men ('commanders'). The wives of these commanders naturally resent the handmaids, but are a full part of the ceremony that takes place with the goal of procreation. Our narrator, Offred, slowly unfolds not only the lot she has been reduced to, but also gives a general history of how things came to be this way. A postscript sheds further light, but many Offred's ultimate fate remains somewhat of a mystery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel raises a number of questions that could provide the grist for many meaningful conversations. One could argue that this is a feminist novel while another might argue that Atwood was trying to show a possible extreme reaction to feminism. I have no doubt that this book is a staple in Women's Studies and Women's Literature courses all over the world. I enjoyed this novel very much for its suspense, original plot, and for the way it made me think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another issue this book raised with me is the question of what constitutes science fiction. I noted in an earlier post that Atwood does not think of her novels as science fiction, and I think I understand that position with this book. While it is set in the future, does that automatically make a book fall within the 'science fiction' genre?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel was made into a &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0099731/"&gt;film&lt;/a&gt; in the mid 90s starring the late Natasha Richardson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-3989367932494110350?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/3989367932494110350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=3989367932494110350' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/3989367932494110350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/3989367932494110350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/12/handmaids-tale.html' title='The Handmaid&apos;s Tale'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-8772812732466171952</id><published>2009-10-18T08:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T08:18:22.978-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheridan Le Fanu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='19th century fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horror'/><title type='text'>In a Glass Darkly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tradebit.com/usr/ebook-reader/pub/9002/60772370002616324123944Pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.tradebit.com/usr/ebook-reader/pub/9002/60772370002616324123944Pic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a fan of Edgar Allen Poe, you will probably enjoy this collection of five short stories and novellas by &lt;a href="http://www.kirjasto.sci.fi/lefanu.htm"&gt;Sheridan Le Fanu&lt;/a&gt;. Tied together by the idea that each of these 'case histories' come from the files of a deceased doctor who specialized in the paranormal, each is capable of giving the reader the creeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Green Tea', 'The Familiar', and 'Mr. Justice Harbottle' all revolve around the idea of paranormal visitation: the main characters are visited by something or someone that others can't necessarily see. And while I enjoyed each of these stories, it was the last two that make me recommend this for fans of horror and the occult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The Room in the Dragon Volant' is the longest of the stories and plays out more as a mystery story with supernatural overtones. It would have made the basis for a great Sherlock Holmes story and is truly suspenseful and eerie. While most readers will pick out that a double cross is in store for the narrator, it is hard to tell where it will come from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Carmilla' is a frightening tale of vampires that might pre-date &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dracula&lt;/span&gt;. Le Fanu does an excellent job with description and pacing. Some of the descriptive writing ranks up there with Hawthorne from the same general time period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The full text of these stories can be found &lt;a href="http://www.litgothic.com/Authors/lefanu.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-8772812732466171952?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/8772812732466171952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=8772812732466171952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/8772812732466171952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/8772812732466171952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-glass-darkly.html' title='In a Glass Darkly'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-3179281011265747458</id><published>2009-10-18T07:53:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T08:15:05.075-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='British lit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='early 20th century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evelyn Waugh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comic novels'/><title type='text'>Vile Bodies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.housmans.com/images/VileBodies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 349px;" src="http://www.housmans.com/images/VileBodies.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a fan of British humor. To me, the Brits have mastered the nifty trick of mixing the absurd with the very, very dry. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000634/bio"&gt;Peter Sellers&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rzcLQRXW6B0"&gt;Monty Python&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OE6P-lwS0lQ"&gt;Ricky Gervais&lt;/a&gt; all come to mind. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Evelyn_Waugh"&gt;Evelyn Waugh&lt;/a&gt;, best known for his novel &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Brideshead Revisited&lt;/span&gt;, has also tapped into this reservoir of English comedy in his second novel, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Vile Bodies&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in the years after the first World War, Vile Bodies centers on the character of Adam, a down on his luck writer who undergoes a series of reversals of fortune. He is in love with Nina, but alternately does and doesn't have the money to marry her. And while their up and down love affair is the focus, the novel is really a sharp lampoon of the 'jet set' of the day and their follies and foibles. Characters such as Mrs. Melrose Ape, the evangelist, Mr. Outrage, the Prime Minister, and the Drunken Major are on hand to act as a canvas for Waugh's broad swipes at British pre-war culture. All of the latest fads and fancies are on hand: zeppelins, motor races, parties, film making, and more parties. The juxtaposition between the old who are still trying to embrace Victorian morals, and the young, who are portrayed as vapid, yet resourceful, is one of the things that makes this novel stand out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A particularly thoughtful point for me was the ending, which finds Britain at war in Europe, and the various fates of our characters seem fitting for the action that has preceded. Great stuff. The book was adapted into a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bright_Young_Things"&gt;film&lt;/a&gt; by Stephen Fry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-3179281011265747458?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/3179281011265747458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=3179281011265747458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/3179281011265747458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/3179281011265747458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/10/vile-bodies.html' title='Vile Bodies'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-8681539795925544468</id><published>2009-09-19T09:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T07:02:56.306-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christopher Isherwood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20th Century Fiction'/><title type='text'>The Last of Mr. Norris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.listal.com/image/productsus/200/0811200701/books/-berlin-stories-last-mr-norris-christopher-isherwood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 353px;" src="http://img.listal.com/image/productsus/200/0811200701/books/-berlin-stories-last-mr-norris-christopher-isherwood.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christopher_Isherwood"&gt;Christopher Isherwood&lt;/a&gt; novel was picked randomly off the list. I was intrigued when I found it on Amazon as they had one used copy in fair condition for $5 and two first editions for over $900! You can probably guess which I bought. I found out later that it can be found fairly readily as part of a two book collection called &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Berlin Stories&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cover of the version I have shows a man sitting on a couch with lots of young people around him engaged in some heavy petting. The blurbs on the cover promise lots of smut, orgies, and S&amp;M, 1930s style. It turns out the book is very tame in regards to titillation. It is actually a pretty light spy/double cross/crime novel set in Berlin in the early 1930s. And while the title character does enjoy a little light bondage, most of the perversions promised on the cover are only hinted at in the text. Our narrator, Bradshaw, an English teacher in Berlin, meets Arthur Norris on a train to Berlin. They become fast friends and Bradshaw becomes intrigued by the effete, shady Norris. Slowly he becomes entangled in some of Norris' scams revolving around the nascent Communist party in Berlin and the rise of the Nazis. More interesting than the novel itself is the fact that this book and his subsequent Berlin stories were the basis for the famous musical and film &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0068327/"&gt;Cabaret&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a political thriller, it is fairly second-rate, although it is interesting to read a contemporary account of Berlin in between the wars from the English perspective, especially when the reader knows full well what will happen in a very short time. While this novel wasn't terrible, I'm not really sure how it merited making the list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-8681539795925544468?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/8681539795925544468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=8681539795925544468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/8681539795925544468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/8681539795925544468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-of-mr-norris.html' title='The Last of Mr. Norris'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-1764202292699716623</id><published>2009-09-12T07:42:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T07:03:17.426-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louis de Bernieres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magical realism'/><title type='text'>Senor Vivo and the Coca Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.tesco.com/pi/Books/L/27/9780749399627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 359px;" src="http://img.tesco.com/pi/Books/L/27/9780749399627.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Louis_de_Berni%C3%A8res"&gt;Louis de Bernieres&lt;/a&gt; might be best know for &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Captain Corelli's Violin&lt;/span&gt;, a novel that was turned into a &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0238112/"&gt;film&lt;/a&gt; starring Nicolas Cage. I haven't read that book, but it's a sure thing I will after having read &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Senor Vivo and the Coca Lord&lt;/span&gt;. This novel epitomizes the style of magical realism that is often associated with Latin and South American writers. The only catch is that although this book is set in South America, de Bernieres is actually British. One can assume that a teaching stint in Colombia led him to set his first three novels in that location. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dionisio Vivo is a philosophy professor at a University in an unnamed South American country. He has begun to gain renown for the letters he sends to the local paper decrying the coca trade and its grim byproducts in his country. The local coca lord takes umbrage and makes several attempts on Dionisio's life. Through a series of mishaps, some extremely comical, Dionisio not only survives the attempts but earns a reputation as a godlike figure who is unstoppable. The coca lord lives in mortal fear of him, which only causes him to redouble his efforts to kill Vivo. Throughout all of this, Dionisio is courting a beautiful young woman, Anica, who is the daughter of a shady arms dealer who has kept the coca lord well stocked with weapons throughout his reign of terror. Anica is ultimately faced with a very difficult decision, which has tragic consequences for all involved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite book I have read in quite some time. The story is excellent, but it is the writing that leaves me wanting more. De Bernieres' prose takes the reader through the ecstasy of new love to the depths that lead a major character to attempt suicide. Meanwhile, the whimsical and sometimes magical world he creates is populated with memorable characters such as Ramon, the policeman who protects Dionisio, Lazaro, the tragic leper, and the motley band of women (Las Locas) who create a camp on the edge of town with the sole purpose of bearing Dionisio's children. The novel grows darker in the final third, and the magical elements step fully to the forefront. A very brief epilogue points out the tragedy of coca trade in South America and brings home how difficult the situation is. Laugh out loud funny and startlingly poignant, this one gets a very high recommendation from me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-1764202292699716623?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/1764202292699716623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=1764202292699716623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/1764202292699716623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/1764202292699716623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/09/senor-vivo-and-coca-lord.html' title='Senor Vivo and the Coca Lord'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-4132904832643661456</id><published>2009-09-01T20:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T08:20:22.097-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fyodor Dostoevsky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='19th century fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Russian novels'/><title type='text'>The Brothers Karamazov</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.esquire.com/cm/esquire/images/brothers-karamazov-dostoy-def-82671788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 318px;" src="http://www.esquire.com/cm/esquire/images/brothers-karamazov-dostoy-def-82671788.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't been in the mood to tackle a long classic for quite some time, but early in August I decided to read &lt;a href="http://www.online-literature.com/dostoevsky/"&gt;Dostoevsky's&lt;/a&gt; last novel, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Brothers Karamazov&lt;/span&gt;. I've actually owned it for some time, but it has sat on the shelf as I waited for an opportune time to read it. I'm generally a very fast reader, and the book isn't &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; long (700 some pages), but it took me the better part of a month to get through it. That's not to say I didn't enjoy it however....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book explores the lives of four brothers and their somewhat repulsive father, Fyodor Pavlovitch. Dmitri, the oldest, is a sensual being who is betrothed to one woman but in love with another. Unfortunately, his father is also smitten with this woman and is actively hoping to steal her away. Ivan is the  intellectual, a deep thinker, and remote emotionally. Alexy is a spiritual young man who holds in highest esteem not his own father, but his spiritual father, a monk at the local monastery. Finally there is the servant and cook Smerdyakov, who is probably Fyodor's bastard. While the main plot of the novel centers around the murder of Fyodor Pavlovitch and the investigation into which son killed him, Dostoevsky's epic aims much higher than being a basic crime novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dostoevsky was shooting for nothing less than a dissection of the modern (at the time) Russian man and his uneasy place at the intersection of politics, law, and religion. His use of psychology predates Freud and anticipates many of the Austrian's basic tenets in regards to the relationship between fathers and sons. There are long discourses on duty, responsibility, honor, religion, justice and everything in between interwoven into the main action. And while this causes the book to drag in places, there is no denying Dostoevsky's grand ambition. He clearly meant &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Brothers Karamazov&lt;/span&gt; to be his crowing glory, and while I didn't enjoy it as much as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crime and Punishment&lt;/span&gt;, his reach did not exceed his grasp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-4132904832643661456?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/4132904832643661456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=4132904832643661456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/4132904832643661456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/4132904832643661456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/09/brothers-karamazov.html' title='The Brothers Karamazov'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-6850495351362161560</id><published>2009-07-20T08:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T09:10:53.192-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20th Century Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nathanael West'/><title type='text'>Miss Lonelyhearts/The Day of the Locust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.citylights.com/Resources/titles/87286100821830/Images/87286100821830L.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 356px;" src="http://www.citylights.com/Resources/titles/87286100821830/Images/87286100821830L.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nathanael_West"&gt;Nathanael West&lt;/a&gt; produced only four novels during his short life. The best of the two are &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Miss Lonelyhearts&lt;/span&gt; (really a novella at 58 pages) and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Day of the Locust&lt;/span&gt;. I bought them packaged together in one book and read them back to back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Miss Lonelyhearts&lt;/span&gt; is widely regarded as one of the finest works of the twentieth century. Set in early 1930s New York City, Miss Lonelyhearts is a man who writes an agony column for a daily newspaper. The hopelessness and hard luck that crosses his desk every day has begun to wear on him in significant ways. As he drifts through life in an alcohol haze, he vainly tries to find meaning in life, mostly through an attempt to embrace Christianity. His hard case boss Shrike and would be fiancee Betty offer contrasting views for him to latch on to. I had a mild hangover when I read this story, and the descriptions of drunkenness were tough to handle. The action is somewhat surreal, and as a look at the role of Christianity in an increasingly detached world, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Miss Lonelyhearts&lt;/span&gt; works very well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Day of the Locust&lt;/span&gt; more of the two, however. What &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Miss Lonelyhearts&lt;/span&gt; did for (or to) New York, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Day of the Locust&lt;/span&gt; does in spades for Hollywood. West had moved to Hollywood to work on screenplays shortly before his death, and apparently he had a rich experience in a short time if this book is any indication. This novel captures the desperation, shallowness, and depravity of early Hollywood in all its glory. Tod Hackett is a young set designer with artistic ambitions who is hopelessly smitten by Faye, a wannabe actress. The story revolves around Tod and his fellow suitors (Earle, the cowboy, and Homer, the midwestern transplant) and their relative success in obtaining the unobtainable. In many ways Faye represents Hollywood in all its fatuousness: beautiful to look at, entertaining to be a part of, but ultimately hollow. The scene of mob violence at the end is truly evocative, and the book stands as an indictment as well as a strange celebration of the insanity of the place and era.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-6850495351362161560?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/6850495351362161560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=6850495351362161560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/6850495351362161560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/6850495351362161560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/07/miss-lonelyheartsthe-day-of-locust.html' title='Miss Lonelyhearts/The Day of the Locust'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-4353086540209071952</id><published>2009-07-20T08:43:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:04:26.310-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books I didn&apos;t care for'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italo Calvino'/><title type='text'>If on a Winter's Night a Traveler</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.media.tumblr.com/PwZbCHeeab2p2de0AQOHsi9g_400.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 351px;" src="http://2.media.tumblr.com/PwZbCHeeab2p2de0AQOHsi9g_400.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes experimental fiction works for me, sometimes it doesn't. I loved &lt;a href="http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/04/jealousy.html"&gt;Jealousy&lt;/a&gt; but disliked &lt;a href="http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/11/cigarettes.html"&gt;Cigarettes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If on a Winter's Night a Traveler&lt;/span&gt; falls squarely in between. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Italo_Calvino"&gt;Italo Calvino's&lt;/a&gt; late 1970s novel is a considered a stone classic by most, but I had a very difficult time engaging with it. It was interesting and I admire his adherence to the conceit of the novel, but that wasn't enough to make me truly &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt; it. It's like a museum exhibit of interesting rocks- kind of nice to look at, but in all honesty, I could care less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel is framed by the relationship between The Reader and the Other Reader and their attempts to finish a novel. Each time they become engaged with a story, a publishing error or some other problem thwarts them and they end up starting another story. And just as that story becomes special...... you get the picture. The ten novels the readers begin are all included here, all in different styles and genres. By the way, YOU are the reader and are addressed as such throughout. It's a bravura performance, but one that ultimately didn't work for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I just don't want to work this hard at reading a book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-4353086540209071952?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/4353086540209071952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=4353086540209071952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/4353086540209071952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/4353086540209071952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-on-winters-night-traveler.html' title='If on a Winter&apos;s Night a Traveler'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-1194904561098417253</id><published>2009-07-20T08:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T08:22:53.456-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sir Arthur Conan Doyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='early 20th century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mysteries'/><title type='text'>The Hound of the Baskervilles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://app.downloadatoz.com/resources/soft/app/download/img/t/h/The%20Hound%20of%20the%20Baskervilles%201%200%201277177747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 393px;" src="http://app.downloadatoz.com/resources/soft/app/download/img/t/h/The%20Hound%20of%20the%20Baskervilles%201%200%201277177747.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherlock Holmes is probably the most famous sleuth in history. While I prefer Hercule Poirot, Nero Wolfe and Perry Mason, Holmes is the template that they are all drawn from. With his skills of inductive reasoning, devoted sidekick, and his character tics, Holmes is the gold standard for whodunnit detectives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main issue with 'early' mysteries is that the puzzles are not terribly puzzling. None of the Poe or &lt;a href="http://www.sherlockholmesonline.org/Biography/index.htm"&gt;Arthur Conan Doyle&lt;/a&gt; stories can match the complexity and cleverness of Agatha Christie, Ngaio Marsh, or P.D. James, but they are very entertaining nonetheless. In &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Hound of the Baskervilles&lt;/span&gt; particularly, Doyle is able to set a mood that is gothic and terrifying by letting his plot straddle the border of mystery and supernatural. Had Hawthorne written mysteries, this would be what they would be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot is fairly well-known. Wealthy family is haunted by a curse in which a hound from hell roams the misty moor that adjoins the family property. Now, Sir Charles Baskerville, a wealthy philanthropist, has been found dead, apparently frightened to death and surrounded by large paw prints. The new lord of the manor is moving over from Canada and Holmes takes it upon himself to unravel the mystery and protect the new Baskerville heir. The action is written in the first person by Watson, who shows his own bravery and cleverness a few times. A very fun read for a rainy weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-1194904561098417253?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/1194904561098417253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=1194904561098417253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/1194904561098417253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/1194904561098417253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/07/hound-of-baskervilles.html' title='The Hound of the Baskervilles'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-2334606148987006508</id><published>2009-07-20T08:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T08:24:19.757-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J. M. Coetzee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award winners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><title type='text'>Disgrace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TxHhj7SWODY/TSP0RnyPmEI/AAAAAAAAD2M/-JHfwGOn71I/s1600/disgrace%2BCoetzee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 409px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TxHhj7SWODY/TSP0RnyPmEI/AAAAAAAAD2M/-JHfwGOn71I/s1600/disgrace%2BCoetzee.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had previously read J. M. Coetzee's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Elizabeth Costello&lt;/span&gt; which I found to be dry and dull- basically a treatise on animal rights and the writing process, both of which are interesting topics, but not when handled in the 'novelesque' form used in that book. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Disgrace&lt;/span&gt; was much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coetzee, a South African and &lt;a href="http://nobelprize.org/nobel_prizes/literature/laureates/2003/coetzee-bio.html"&gt;Nobel prize winner&lt;/a&gt;, writes here about David Lurie, a divorced professor whose affair with a student goes spectacularly wrong and who finds himself unemployed and at very loose ends. He decides on an extended stay with his daughter Lucy who lives alone on a relatively remote farm plot which she shares with Petrus, a black man with his own ambitions. Lurie has just begun to re-establish a relationship with Lucy and to understand her choice of lifestyles when the two are brutally attacked by a trio of young men. The heart of the novel lies in the various responses to this event by the main characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really liked this novel because Coetzee is masterful at making the emotional barriers and distance between the father and daughter palpable. It is also an engaging meditation on the complexities of racial interaction in South Africa, post apartheid. The style is descriptive but economical, and Coetzee isn't afraid to feature a protagonist who is, on many levels, unlikable. Compelling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-2334606148987006508?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/2334606148987006508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=2334606148987006508' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/2334606148987006508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/2334606148987006508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/07/disgrace.html' title='Disgrace'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TxHhj7SWODY/TSP0RnyPmEI/AAAAAAAAD2M/-JHfwGOn71I/s72-c/disgrace%2BCoetzee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-4775488920585357160</id><published>2009-07-15T07:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T07:50:20.707-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herman Hesse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='early 20th century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><title type='text'>Siddhartha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://theopencritic.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/02/siddhartha-cover-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 361px;" src="http://theopencritic.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/02/siddhartha-cover-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a recent trip to &lt;a href="http://www.shakeandco.com/"&gt;Shakespeare and Co. Bookseller&lt;/a&gt; in New York, I picked up several Dover Thrift Editions which averaged about $1.50 each. One of these was &lt;a href="http://www.online-literature.com/hesse/"&gt;Herman Hesse's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Siddhartha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Siddhartha&lt;/span&gt; tells the tale of the title character, a young Indian who lived in the time of Buddha. Siddhartha decides to leave his family to become a wandering ascetic and monk. Siddhartha is on a quest for enlightenment, but has a natural skepticism of teachers and teachings. He believes in discovery by the self. He meets a lovely courtesan who teaches him about material possessions and sensual pleasures. After many years, Siddhartha sees the pointlessness of his existence and returns to wandering, not knowing that he has impregnated the courtesan, Kamala. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siddhartha meets a ferryman who inspires him to 'listen to the river' and Siddhartha begins yet another voyage of self-discovery, which is changed when confronted with his son after Kamala's death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What saved this book from being too inward looking to bear is Hesse's very lyrical writing style. It reads like an ancient fable, but was actually first published in the 1920s. I'm glad I read this book when I was in my 40s. The themes of searching, of life as a cycle, and of the relationships between fathers and sons is something I feel I can truly appreciate at this time of life. For a book that I didn't enter into reading with any particular gusto, this was excellent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-4775488920585357160?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/4775488920585357160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=4775488920585357160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/4775488920585357160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/4775488920585357160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/07/siddhartha.html' title='Siddhartha'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-7138019422388499141</id><published>2009-05-31T17:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:37:37.230-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F. Scott Fitzgerald'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='early 20th century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><title type='text'>The Great Gatsby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bioinfo.mbb.yale.edu/%7Embg/dom/fun3/great-gatsby/im.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 366px;" src="http://bioinfo.mbb.yale.edu/%7Embg/dom/fun3/great-gatsby/im.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first read &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;/span&gt; when I was 11 or 12. I remember seeing it on my teacher's desk and asking her if I could borrow it, probably trying to be precocious. I read it, but it may as well have been the Rosetta Stone. A young kid from eastern Washington had no conception of the New York locale (an essential part of the novel) or of the historical context it stood in. So of course, I hated the book and made sure that I kept that opinion for the next 30 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embarking on the List, I knew there would be a few books that I'd need to reread in order to 'count' them, and this was one of them. I'm glad I gave it a second appraisal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel is set in 1920s New York and Long Island and concerns the experiences of Nick Carroway, our narrator, over the course of a year he spends attempting to become a bonds trader. Nick's second cousin Daisy and her husband Tom live just across the bay from him and he strikes up a romance with their house guest, a female professional golfer. Nick's next door neighbor is the enigmatic Jay Gatsby, a man with a taste for incredibly opulent and frequent parties and a mysterious past. Over the course of the novel, his love for Daisy is revealed and his obsession with winning her from her two-timing husband leads to tragic consequences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most people know, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;/span&gt; concerns the American dream, or, more accurately, the artifice of the American dream. It can definitely stake a claim as the Great American Novel. The character of Gatsby is both the realization of the American dream and the representation of its hollow and tenuous promise. The same can be argued for Daisy and Tom who have succeeded, but have done so through very little effort on their own parts. Gatsby is self made, but not in a way that will ever be respected by the likes of Tom, or, to a lesser extent, Nick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was interested to learn in my research that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/F._Scott_Fitzgerald"&gt;F. Scott Fitzgerald&lt;/a&gt; was considered somewhat of a failure during his life. After a huge success with his first novel, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Gatsby&lt;/span&gt; sold only 25,000 copies while Fitzgerald lived, and he wasn't appreciated fully until after his death when his work was reappraised and began to become a standard piece of high school and college curriculum. Fitzgerald, a member of the 'Lost Generation', died very young as a result of his alcoholism. His wife Zelda died in a fire in Asheville, NC just a few years later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-7138019422388499141?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/7138019422388499141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=7138019422388499141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/7138019422388499141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/7138019422388499141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/05/great-gatsby.html' title='The Great Gatsby'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-2378205626780907798</id><published>2009-05-31T17:03:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T07:40:12.401-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lewis Carroll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='19th century fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children&apos;s literature'/><title type='text'>Alice's Adventures in Wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.spinebreakers.co.uk/PublishingImages/Features/My%20penguin%20bands/300%20wide/FINAL%20Alice%20in%20Wonderland%20-%20DRAGONETTE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 319px;" src="http://www.spinebreakers.co.uk/PublishingImages/Features/My%20penguin%20bands/300%20wide/FINAL%20Alice%20in%20Wonderland%20-%20DRAGONETTE.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another classic children's tale I never bothered to read as a child. In fact, although I must have seen the classic Disney animation at some point in my life, I have no recollection of it. I was on the Alice ride at Disneyland when it broke down one time, but that's another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much of my knowledge of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lewis_Carroll"&gt;Lewis Carroll&lt;/a&gt; comes from &lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,871005,00.html?internalid=ACA"&gt;John Lennon&lt;/a&gt;'s admiration of him and the inspiration it gave him in his writing and music. I thoroughly enjoyed reading this for the clever use of language and the whimsy of the story. However, nothing much really happens in the story. There isn't a plot arc to speak of as much as a series of indelible character sketches: the White Rabbit, the Doremouse, the Mock Turtle, the Queen of Hearts, the Cheshire Cat, the Mad Hatter, the Gryphon, etc. have all become part of western popular consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carroll's personal life has been a matter of speculation, with &lt;a href="http://shadowofthedreamchild.com/thebook.html"&gt;dueling academics&lt;/a&gt; debating whether or not he was a &lt;a href="http://findarticles.com/p/articles/mi_qn4191/is_20061026/ai_n16816379/"&gt;pedophile&lt;/a&gt; and wondering why there are missing pages from his otherwise well-maintained diaries. Carroll (a pseudonym for Charles Dodgson) was also a brilliant mathematician and led by all accounts an interesting life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Through the Looking Glass&lt;/span&gt; soon for the further adventures of Alice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-2378205626780907798?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/2378205626780907798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=2378205626780907798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/2378205626780907798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/2378205626780907798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/05/alices-adventures-in-wonderland.html' title='Alice&apos;s Adventures in Wonderland'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-656397101553811844</id><published>2009-05-29T05:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T05:20:20.146-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinly veiled autobiography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sylvia Plath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20th Century Fiction'/><title type='text'>The Bell Jar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.faber.co.uk/site-media/onix-images/thumbs/9497_jpg_280x450_q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 343px;" src="http://www.faber.co.uk/site-media/onix-images/thumbs/9497_jpg_280x450_q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly had no idea what to expect of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Bell Jar&lt;/span&gt;. I knew who &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sylvia_Plath"&gt;Sylvia Plath&lt;/a&gt; was and how she died, but I know of her as a poet and was actually unaware that she had published any novels. In all honesty, I thought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Bell Jar&lt;/span&gt; would be a collection of poetry. Instead, it is a novel that seems to be from the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Catcher_in_the_Rye"&gt;Holden Caulfield&lt;/a&gt; school of narrators who have disengaged from life after seeing the pointlessness of the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther Greenwood is a young woman who has regularly achieved academic excellence and at the beginning of the novel is on a month long internship for a New York based magazine. In the first half of the novel, Esther relates her adventures in New York, some comic, some sad. She feels separate from other people, but not in a way that is particularly different than what most people go through from time to time. However, once she returns home to find that she did not get accepted into a writing program as she had anticipated, things take a terrible turn and she attempts suicide. The second half of the novel is a harrowing first person description of a nervous breakdown in action. While the novel ends on a hopeful note, the subsequent tragedy of Plath's life leaves the reader feeling that the hopefulness will be short lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading and researching, I now understand that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Bell Jar&lt;/span&gt; is largely autobiographical. Virtually everything and everyone in the story mirror real events and people in Plath's life. In fact, before she died, Plath insisted the novel not be published in the United States and was only published in the UK under a pseudonym. One feels slightly uncomfortable reading the novel knowing that it is a relatively true account, especially when one knows the rest of the story and the relief that the narrator has survived her ordeal is undercut by the knowledge of her ultimate fate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-656397101553811844?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/656397101553811844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=656397101553811844' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/656397101553811844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/656397101553811844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/05/bell-jar.html' title='The Bell Jar'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-2423666234350092980</id><published>2009-05-28T07:43:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T11:39:09.195-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20th Century Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raymond Chandler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crime fiction'/><title type='text'>Farewell, My Lovely</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.manfrednaescher.com/images/chandler2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 326px;" src="http://www.manfrednaescher.com/images/chandler2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I got up on my feet and went over to the bowl in the corner and threw cold water on my face. After a little while I felt a little better, but very little. I needed a drink, I needed a lot of life insurance, I needed a vacation, I needed a home in the country. What I had was a coat, a hat, and a gun. I put them on and went out of the room."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Farewell, My Lovely&lt;/span&gt; is entirely built of this type of prose, lyrical and purple at the same time. I discussed &lt;a href="http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/11/maltese-falcon.html"&gt;earlier&lt;/a&gt; how difficult it is to read a hard boiled detective tale because of the constant satirizing and diminishing returns of the genre. Still, after &lt;a href="http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/11/maltese-falcon.html"&gt;Dashiell Hammett and Sam Spade&lt;/a&gt;, the quintessential L.A. hard case has got to be &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Raymond_Chandler"&gt;Raymond Chandler's&lt;/a&gt; Phillip Marlowe. When a character is portrayed in film by people like &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0072973/"&gt;Robert Mitchum&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0038355/"&gt;Humphrey Bogart&lt;/a&gt;, you know he's tough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Farewell, My Lovely&lt;/span&gt; was the second of Chandler's Marlowe novels. It follows a case of gambling, drugs, and murder in 1930s Los Angeles and environs. Along the way there are dames, psychics, disreputable cops and doctors, and a double cross or two for good measure. Chandler is particularly good at description and Marlowe in his first person narration is the conduit for these descriptions. Marlowe becomes enmeshed in the action by simple coincidence, but is able to play just the right moves in order to crack the case. Chandler hints at Marlowe's alcoholism without dwelling on it and also shows him to have racist tendencies. In fact, some of the racism is shocking to a modern reader, but is somehow different than that of the &lt;a href="http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/05/tarzan-of-apes.html"&gt;Tarzan&lt;/a&gt; novel. Here, the racist remarks are in keeping with the character, as opposed to being a simple premise that the action is based upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with much of the genre, the mystery itself is no great shakes, but Chandler's writing is evocative and I'll look forward to reading more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-2423666234350092980?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/2423666234350092980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=2423666234350092980' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/2423666234350092980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/2423666234350092980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/05/farwell-my-lovely.html' title='Farewell, My Lovely'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-6609143688818484146</id><published>2009-05-28T07:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T07:39:26.836-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophical tomes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20th Century Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crime fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graham Greene'/><title type='text'>Brighton Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5qhnmd_hog/RkhKoo4kMJI/AAAAAAAAA44/9dzEKmAgeh8/s400/Brighton-Rock-by-Graham-Greene-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5qhnmd_hog/RkhKoo4kMJI/AAAAAAAAA44/9dzEKmAgeh8/s400/Brighton-Rock-by-Graham-Greene-Posters.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Graham_Greene"&gt;Graham Greene&lt;/a&gt; is yet another prominent twentieth century novelist that I have been aware of but had not read. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Brighton Rock&lt;/span&gt; is his 1938 novel about seaside thugs and their struggle for power over Brighton and its horse track. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinkie is a seventeen year old whose world stretches no further than the beachfront and horse track in Brighton. He has inherited control of a gang after its leader was killed. Despite his young age, Pinkie's ruthlessness and quick mind make him a natural for succession. The far wealthier Mr. Colleoni has his own ideas on who should handle the action in Brighton, and a struggle for control ensues. Against all this is Pinkie's relationship with Rose, a naive waitress who has information that might link Pinkie and his gang to a murder. Unfortunately for Rose, she has no idea what the information really means and is 'romanced' by Pinkie who has aims at marrying her simply so she cannot be forced to testify against him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real interest in this novel for me was the character of Pinkie, who must have been relatively unique for his time. Like &lt;a href="http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/10/talented-mr-ripley.html"&gt;Tom Ripley&lt;/a&gt;, here we have a central character who is pure evil. Pinkie's abhorrence of carnality and twisted puritanism make him an interesting example of 'Catholicism gone wrong'. He and Rose's actions grow out of a belief that once they have committed mortal sin, all is lost- so what's the point in redemption? This novel is really a meditation on Catholicism and the many ways its adherents can interpret what it all really stands for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good novel, but it never particularly engaged me as a story. More interesting was the subtext. Brighton Rock was also made into a &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0039220/"&gt;film&lt;/a&gt; starring Richard Attenborough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-6609143688818484146?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/6609143688818484146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=6609143688818484146' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/6609143688818484146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/6609143688818484146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/05/brighton-rock.html' title='Brighton Rock'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A5qhnmd_hog/RkhKoo4kMJI/AAAAAAAAA44/9dzEKmAgeh8/s72-c/Brighton-Rock-by-Graham-Greene-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-5263858282050489883</id><published>2009-05-22T07:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T07:23:51.603-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dorothy L. Sayers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='early 20th century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mysteries'/><title type='text'>Murder Must Advertise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n4/n22892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 383px;" src="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n4/n22892.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up, I was a huge fan of Agatha Christie and Rex Stout. I'd mix things up a little with the occasional Ngaio Marsh, Ruth Rendell, or Erle Stanley Gardner mystery, but I never looked into &lt;a href="http://www.sayers.org.uk/dorothy.html"&gt;Dorothy L. Sayers&lt;/a&gt; until recently. Sayers was a contemporary of Christie's and was one of the first women ever to earn a degree from Oxford. Later in her life she became a noted Christian scholar, but most of her literary fame derives from her detective stories featuring &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lord_Peter_Wimsey"&gt;Lord Peter Wimsey&lt;/a&gt;. Wimsey was atypical of the sleuths of fiction from the time period. He didn't bask in his eccentricities like Poirot or Nero Wolfe. Instead, he was a wealthy aristocrat with excellent social connections and a real talent for sport. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Murder Must Advertise&lt;/span&gt;, published in 1933, is set at the firm of Pym's Publicity. Sayers worked in an advertising firm and her behind-the-scenes knowledge is well evident. In this story, Wimsey goes undercover at Pym's to discover who pushed one of the associates down a spiral staircase and what London's thriving drug trade has to do with Pym's. While not as ingenious a plotter as Christie, Sayers writing is breezy and lighthearted. There is a great deal of humor in the characters and the dialog and contains some broad and affectionate swipes at English class hangups and character. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're an English mystery fan, you'll enjoy this book. Next on my list from Sayers is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Five Red Herrings&lt;/span&gt;, which most mystery enthusiasts claim as her best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-5263858282050489883?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/5263858282050489883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=5263858282050489883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/5263858282050489883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/5263858282050489883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/05/murder-must-advertise.html' title='Murder Must Advertise'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-2224532129158294932</id><published>2009-05-17T07:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:23:57.892-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychological thriller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Fowles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Collector'/><title type='text'>The Collector</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n0/n492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 327px;" src="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n0/n492.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Collector&lt;/span&gt; is an engrossing psychological thriller from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Fowles"&gt;John Fowles&lt;/a&gt;. The plot is simple enough, but the sophistication inherent in some of the themes this novel presents make it an incredible first novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frederick Clegg is a socially awkward young man who collects butterflies and lives with an aunt and cousin after the deaths of his parents. He fantasizes a life with a local girl, Miranda Grey, who is far out of his league. By chance, Frederick wins the pools and no longer need worry about income. He buys a secluded country house, packs the aunt and cousin off to Australia, and puts into play a plan to realize his fantasy of a life with Miranda by kidnapping her off of a London street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first half of the novel is written from Frederick's point of view. His even, almost emotionless tone and awkward formality and Victorian sense of virtue make's one forget from time to time that he is a psychopath. He makes much of the fact that he does not violate Miranda sexually, and believes that this makes him a good person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second half is told from Miranda's point of view. The incidents are the same, but her explanations (in a hastily scrawled journal) show the motivations behind her interactions with Frederick. She longs, of course, for freedom, but she also analyzes her relationship with the much older artist G.P. and comes to a series of conclusions regarding art, beauty, and those who do and do not understand them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme of imprisonment runs throughout the book. There is Frederick's physical imprisonment of Miranda as well as the fact that he is imprisoned by his set way of thinking. Miranda is imprisoned by her social and artistic elitism; she is a snob in the worst way. She not only disdains those of lower social status, but those 'new people' with their middle class wealth who do not and cannot properly appreciate art and culture the way that she and her high-minded friends can. The story is a journey for her as well as for Frederick, although the results for both are unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A creepy novel with a provocative ending for the early 1960s. A &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0059043/"&gt;film version&lt;/a&gt; with Terence Stamp was also made.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-2224532129158294932?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/2224532129158294932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=2224532129158294932' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/2224532129158294932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/2224532129158294932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/05/collector.html' title='The Collector'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-5401225003399958245</id><published>2009-05-15T09:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:07:55.924-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Kennedy Toole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comic novels'/><title type='text'>A Confederacy of Dunces</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://gleesongleanings.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/book-pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 236px; height: 373px;" alt="" src="http://gleesongleanings.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/book-pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An all time classic comic novel, &lt;em&gt;A Confederacy of Dunces&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Kennedy_Toole"&gt;John Kennedy Toole&lt;/a&gt; is also a New Orleans classic. I read this book before I ever imagined living in New Orleans, and it painted an amazingly vivid picture of a place I became determined to visit someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel concerns the comic exploits of Ignatius J. Reilly, indelible resident of Uptown New Orleans and sufferer of chronic 'valve' problems. Ignatius still lives with his mother although he is thirty and spends his days writing in his journal about the shortcomings of the rest of humanity. Ignatius is a man out of time; a lover of geometry and theology, a hater of popular culture. He attends movies in order to make fun of them. In other words, he wallows in the very material he finds so offensive. He is agoraphobic, a slob, and has delusions of grandeur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is more of an extended character study of Ignatius and New Orleans than it is a traditional plot arc. We meet the denizens of New Orleans, Myrna (Reilly's sometime girlfriend), the long suffering mother, and a bevy of oddball characters. Having lived in New Orleans for over ten years, I have to say that its depictions are incredibly accurate in all their hilarity. Ignatius' attempts at gainful employment (as a hot dog vendor and in a pants factory amongst others) are hilarious enough to sustain the novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the amazing things about this novel is the route it took to publication. Toole was a young New Orleanian who committed suicide in 1969. His mother found the smeared carbon copied manuscript amongst his effects and in the later 1970s sought out noted author Walker Percy and badgered him into reading a novel by her dead son. Percy did so reluctantly, but found himself more and more entranced as he read on. Using his connections and influences, the book was finally published in 1980 and won the Pulitzer Prize for Literature the following year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have purchased and give this novel away at least a half dozen times. I have not read it for several years but plan to reread it for the 4th or 5th time this summer. Simply brilliant, and a top ten favorite for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignatius J. Reilly is such a part of New Orleans culture, you can visit his bronze image on Canal Street:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://scottfredrickson.com/wp-content/uploads/251_dunces/dunces2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 248px; height: 330px;" alt="" src="http://scottfredrickson.com/wp-content/uploads/251_dunces/dunces2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-5401225003399958245?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/5401225003399958245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=5401225003399958245' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/5401225003399958245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/5401225003399958245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/05/confederacy-of-dunces.html' title='A Confederacy of Dunces'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-2941403299515389446</id><published>2009-05-15T08:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T08:51:18.828-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oliver Goldsmith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18th century'/><title type='text'>The Vicar of Wakefield</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.atlantiszkiado.hu/file/i1239734170511z9qzaxxl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 403px" alt="" src="http://www.atlantiszkiado.hu/file/i1239734170511z9qzaxxl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver Goldsmith's The Vicar of Wakefield is about as representative of the English 18th century novel as you can get. It's all here: the picaresque setting, the hidden identities, the misunderstandings, the villain's comeuppance, and the tidy, happy ending. The novel was a favorite in Britain for several generations, and is name checked in works by Dickens and Austen, among others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The titular character is Dr. Primrose, who serves as vicar in an idyllic country parish. He and his wife Deborah have six wonderful children and have the love and respect of their parishioners. However, a financial setback sets the family on the road to hard times and increasing poverty. They are aided by a variety of characters, including Squire Thornhill, the local land magnate. They are also befriended by Mr. Burchell, who becomes a close family friend. Thornhill takes an interest in the Vicar's daughters and eventually kidnaps one of them. It seems the Squire is a serial 'marry 'em, disgrace 'em and leave 'em' type. Misfortune continues to fall as the Vicar's home burns down, but just as the situation seems irredeemable, all is not only set straight, but the virtuous are rewarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the novel for the reason that I am fascinated by contemporary accounts of life in past times. This definitely wouldn't be for everyone's taste, but if you like Dickens, Austen, Shelley, or their contemporaries, it is worth a look to see where their inspiration came from.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-2941403299515389446?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/2941403299515389446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=2941403299515389446' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/2941403299515389446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/2941403299515389446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/05/vicar-of-wakefield.html' title='The Vicar of Wakefield'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-9024424403635119335</id><published>2009-05-15T07:54:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:49:19.552-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award winners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonathan Safran Foer'/><title type='text'>Everything Is Illuminated</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0060529709.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 224px; height: 315px;" alt="" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0060529709.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it seems like I'm reading at an incredible pace with all of these posts, I'm not- I'm just catching up by blogging about some of the books I read over the past several months but didn't have a chance to post about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why it took me so long to tackle &lt;em&gt;Everything is Illuminated&lt;/em&gt;. I read &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jonathan_Safran_Foer"&gt;Jonathan Safran Foer's &lt;/a&gt;second book, &lt;em&gt;Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close &lt;/em&gt;a few years ago and absolutely loved it. That book was one of the first that used September 11 as a background for the plot and it was a beautiful book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything is Illuminated&lt;/em&gt; concerns a young Jewish man (also named Jonathan Safran Foer) who travels to Ukraine in order to learn about his family's heritage and specifically to look for a woman credited in family lore with saving his grandfather during World War II. Arriving in Ukraine, he is met by Alex, a young Ukranian, and Alex's grandfather who will serve as his guides, translators, and chaffeurs. Also along for the ride is Sammy Davis Jr., Jr., the family dog, whom Alex lovingly refers to as a "deranged seeing eye bitch".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is told through Alex's narrative and letters to Safran Foer, as well as through a book in progress that Safran Foer is writing regarding his family's history in the semi-fictional village of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trachimbrod"&gt;Trachimbrod&lt;/a&gt;. These elements are skillfully woven together, although the device feels a bit self-conscious at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the major charms of the novel comes in the character of Alex, or more specifically, Alex's broken English and syntax. His writing reminds me of how some of my students will use 'big' words that are synonyms for his intended meaning, and yet somehow miss the mark. Once you capture Alex's cadence, you are in for some laugh out loud moments. This is actually quite a funny novel, but one that also reminds us of the atrocities of the second World War and the lasting damages that resulted from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this book, although I liked the follow up novel more. Safran Foer is clearly a very talented writer, but some of this was too clever by half. The novel was turned into a &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0404030/"&gt;film&lt;/a&gt; with Elijah Wood and also won a Jewish Book Award for Fiction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-9024424403635119335?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/9024424403635119335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=9024424403635119335' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/9024424403635119335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/9024424403635119335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/05/everything-is-illuminated.html' title='Everything Is Illuminated'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-4198641868382126681</id><published>2009-05-14T08:59:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:09:52.908-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philip K. Dick'/><title type='text'>Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://pplibraryreviews.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/androids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 218px; height: 362px;" alt="" src="http://pplibraryreviews.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/androids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a kid who remembers (and was a full participant in) the Star Wars insanity of the late 1970s and early 1980s, I am surprised I never developed a taste for science fiction. One of the many benefits I've derived from following the List is it gives me the opportunity to delve into some genres I've neglected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people are familiar with the early 80s feature film &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0083658/"&gt;Blade Runner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; which starred Harrison Ford fresh from his Star Wars gig as Han Solo. The film, based on this novel, has become something of a cult classic and has been reedited and recut several times in the ensuing years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel, by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philip_K._Dick"&gt;Philip K. Dick&lt;/a&gt;, is really a detective novel set in the future on an earth that has been depopulated. Most citizens have joined a colony on Mars, leaving a decrepit and decaying society behind. Rick Deckard is a bounty hunter who hunts incredibly life-like androids who have sneaked off of Mars and infiltrated Earth societies. There are certain tests that will allow Deckard to detect whether or not the 'person' he is pursuing is actually an android. Deckard wants to do an excellent job, make some money, and replace his electric sheep with a real live animal (most of whom seem to have died off). The main part of the action revolves around Deckard's pursuit of four or five extremely high quality androids and he begins to wonder how human he is himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a great sense of paranoia about the novel, as well as the usual themes of identity and ethics that seem to be present in a lot of sci fi. I enjoyed the book; it was a quick read and had some nice action sequences. It didn't make me turn the corner to becoming a full-fledged sci fi fan, but it didn't push me further away either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-4198641868382126681?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/4198641868382126681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=4198641868382126681' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/4198641868382126681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/4198641868382126681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-androids-dream-of-electric-sheep.html' title='Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-6660653275013700042</id><published>2009-05-13T13:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:08:46.704-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='early 20th century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edgar Rice Burroughs'/><title type='text'>Tarzan of the Apes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://jeffdiehl.com/_borders/Tarzan_of_the_Apes.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 223px; height: 323px;" alt="" src="http://jeffdiehl.com/_borders/Tarzan_of_the_Apes.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After unexpectedly enjoying &lt;em&gt;Treasure Island&lt;/em&gt;, I decided to try another 'classic' adventure novel and found &lt;em&gt;Tarzan of the Apes &lt;/em&gt;amongst the titles in my school's lending library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much to say about this. I didn't mind suspending my belief to accept that Tarzan, orphaned as an infant and raised by an ape, could teach himself to read and write from an assortment of picture books. I believed that he could learn to speak fluent French and English in a relatively short period of time. What I couldn't believe was how racially offensive this book is. I'm a sophisticated enough reader to be able to view film and literature in the context of the time it was created, but there's nothing else going on here that really mertis the inclusion of this book on the List of 1001 novels you should read. It's hard to find anything ground breaking or truly original. The prose is average, the dialogue stilted, and the descriptions are nothing special. There is a fair amount of action, but I found myself ready to finish after about fifty pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Predictably, all whites are viewed as heroic and virtuous, with nobility on full display (or barely below the surface) of even one raised in the jungle by an ape. The black natives are cannibals, superstitious and crazed. The African American maid from Baltimore is hysterical and stupid. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edgar_Rice_Burroughs"&gt;Edgar Rice Burroughs&lt;/a&gt; never set foot in Africa, but he cranked out a couple dozen Tarzan stories as well as the John Carter from Mars series.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-6660653275013700042?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/6660653275013700042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=6660653275013700042' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/6660653275013700042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/6660653275013700042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/05/tarzan-of-apes.html' title='Tarzan of the Apes'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-3937492298810717763</id><published>2009-05-13T07:33:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:09:06.521-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newton Thornburg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crime fiction'/><title type='text'>Cutter and Bone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n50/n251139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 234px; height: 352px;" alt="" src="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n50/n251139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twbooks.co.uk/crimescene/thornburginterview.htm"&gt;Newton Thornburg&lt;/a&gt; is a bit of an anomoly in the modern age. One of the few authors with books on the List who doesn't have a Wikipedia entry, Thornburg is best known as the author of &lt;em&gt;Cutter and Bone&lt;/em&gt;, which was adapted into a successful film known as &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0082220/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cutter's Way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; starring Jeff Bridges and John Heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel is a fantastic representation of post-Vietnam malaise in America. The protaganists are Bone, a part-time gigolo who chucked a family and executive position in the Midwest out of a sense of the meaninglessness of middle class existence, and Cutter, a disabled Vietnam vet, living in squalor with Mo, the mother of his child. Cutter's intense cynicism is underlay with a real affection for Bone who often crashes on his couch when he is in between 'positions'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night Bone happens to see a man pull into an alley and stuff what he thinks are a set of golf clubs into a trash bin. The next day, after reading the paper, he realizes he witnessed a body drop. Further, he sees a picture of a wealthy conglomerate head and becomes convinced that he is the man who was dumping the body.&lt;br /&gt;Cutter and Bone hatch a plan, along with the deceased girl's sister, to try to turn this coincidence into some cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cutter and Bone&lt;/em&gt; is a great rollicking crime caper in the vein of Elmore Leonard. However, the books is much more than just a crime novel. Published in 1976, it does a surprisingly good job of capturing the mood of the United States during that time. This is a neat trick for something that was contemporary and show an author with a real sensitivity for the times going on around him. For fans of films like &lt;em&gt;Taxi Driver, Straight Time&lt;/em&gt;, or &lt;em&gt;Coming Home&lt;/em&gt;, the novel reads like a great 70s film looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thornburg has fallen on some pretty hard times. His wife of thirty plus years passed away, his son died of alcoholism, and Thornburg suffered a debilitating stroke that paralyzed his left side. Although he may not have the accolades of some writers of his genre and era, he left us a great one with this novel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-3937492298810717763?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/3937492298810717763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=3937492298810717763' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/3937492298810717763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/3937492298810717763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/05/cutter-and-bone.html' title='Cutter and Bone'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-7657170528731097602</id><published>2009-05-12T13:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T08:26:48.601-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='early 20th century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='W. Somerset Maugham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><title type='text'>Of Human Bondage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1168279630l/31548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 384px;" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1168279630l/31548.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After knocking through four or five short books, I was anxious to tackle something a little longer. I hadn't read any of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/W._Somerset_Maugham"&gt;W. Somerset Maugham&lt;/a&gt;'s work and decided to try &lt;em&gt;Of Human Bondage&lt;/em&gt;, if for no other reason than the classic sounding title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;700 pages later, I have to say it was worth the effort. Sometimes this novel annoyed the hell out of me. I wanted to knock the protaganist upside the head a few times as he walked into the same predicament over and over. Then I realized that Maugham had sucked me into caring about what was happening- annoyance with a character can show as large an emotional investment as admiration or hatred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel tells the story of Philip Carey, a young man who is orphaned at an early age and goes to live with his Uncle and Aunt. The Uncle is a small town Vicar and life in the household is strict and joyless for young Philip. Born with a club foot, his awkwardness and shyness follows him to the school he attends with the intention of taking religious orders. While at the school, Philip goes through all manner of emotions regarding jealousy and self-loathing. Each time he seems to find a little confidence, something happens to set him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disaffected by school, he opts to move to Germany against his Uncle's wishes in order to study at Heidleberg. From there he moves on to Paris to study art and ultimately ends up back in England to study medicine, his dead father's field. Through these years, Philip is heavily influenced by the thoughts and philosophies of his motley collection of friends and casts about searching for his own guiding credo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once he is back in London, he embarks on a disastrous and one-sided affair with Mildred, a woman who returns to Philip time and again when she is in dire straits. Philip welcomes her back time after time, spending what little money he has on her comforts and needs. This is where my annoyance with Philip threatened to override my affection for the novel. Still, the story of Philip's eventual release and experience with poverty is so well written that I was able to get past it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of Human Bondage&lt;/em&gt; is evidently somewhat autobiographical; Maugham substitutes his own stuttering problem for Philip's club foot, but otherwise the early part of his history is the same. There are long expository passages on art, philosophy, natural beauty, and jealousy, but they are scattered enough so as not to interfere with the forward drive of the narrative. Although this book appeared only 40 or 50 years after Dickens, and the sweeping nature of the novel is similar to those of the former, Philip Carey's ennui, fatalism, and existential musings are far from any protaganist in the Dickens oeuvre. Here was a modern man who existed outside of caricature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great book, leave yourself some time to read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-7657170528731097602?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/7657170528731097602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=7657170528731097602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/7657170528731097602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/7657170528731097602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/05/of-human-bondage.html' title='Of Human Bondage'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-2529937725383710607</id><published>2009-05-12T08:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T08:58:57.441-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Young Adults'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Louis Stevenson'/><title type='text'>Treasure Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.syndetics.com/index.aspx?type=xw12&amp;amp;isbn=0448405628/lc.gif&amp;amp;client=mounp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 353px" alt="" src="http://www.syndetics.com/index.aspx?type=xw12&amp;amp;isbn=0448405628/lc.gif&amp;amp;client=mounp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I have had an aversion to 'children's classics'. Thus, &lt;em&gt;Huckleberry Finn, Tom Sawyer&lt;/em&gt;, and their ilk remain unread by me. However, I do like pirates, and so I decided to bite the bullet and check out &lt;em&gt;Treasure Island &lt;/em&gt;by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Louis_Stevenson"&gt;Robert Louis Stevenson&lt;/a&gt; and I'm glad I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not much to say about the plot or the characterization. Most of the narrative is breathless action and vivid description surrounding a hunt for hidden treasure on a remote island. What made this so enjoyable for me is that I had no idea how much of our modern pirate image and idiom came from this tale. It's all here: Long John Silver, parrots on the shoulder, peg legs, the Jolly Roger, Davy Jones locker, Yo Ho Ho and a Bottle of Rum...... I can only imagine what a rollicking adventure this was for a young reader near the turn of the century and it's easy to see how this has stood the test of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-2529937725383710607?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/2529937725383710607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=2529937725383710607' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/2529937725383710607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/2529937725383710607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/05/treasure-island.html' title='Treasure Island'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-8530438212646199905</id><published>2009-05-02T06:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T07:11:00.821-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michel Faber'/><title type='text'>Under the Skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0156011603.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 315px;" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0156011603.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea what to expect when I picked up &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michel_Faber"&gt;Michel Faber's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Under the Skin&lt;/span&gt;. This was a book on the list that I randomly selected when picking out some new books. I expected a detective story or perhaps a psychological thriller based on the title and cover alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Under the Skin&lt;/span&gt; is a hybrid: thriller, science fiction, mystery, and  an animal rights polemic all rolled into one. The novel introduces us to Isserly, a young female who drives the relatively deserted roads of the Scottish Highlands looking for male hitchhikers, specifically those who are robust or well-muscled. Through a series of encounters with these hitchhikers, and the aftermaths of their rides with Isserly, we are slowly exposed to the truth of her identity, motivation, and mission. I won't go any deeper into the plot than that so potential readers can pick up on events on their own. Much of the pleasure in this novel lies in the way the reader is slowly lead into the details of what is actually happening, with new layers added all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is creepy. Over the course of reading it, I actually had a couple of mild nightmares based around the events in the book. There is something about Faber's prose that gets, well, under your skin and stays there. I highly recommend this one to anyone who enjoys science fiction, especially the pulpy novels of the sixties and seventies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really sets this one apart, however, is the effect it will have on most meat eaters. Our assumptions about identity, souls, and the relative hierarchy of life on this planet are challenged in a variety of ways. Prepare to squirm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-8530438212646199905?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/8530438212646199905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=8530438212646199905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/8530438212646199905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/8530438212646199905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/05/under-skin.html' title='Under the Skin'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-8258797201435224495</id><published>2009-05-02T06:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T06:37:23.605-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iris Murdoch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><title type='text'>The Black Prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n8/n43713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 334px;" src="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n8/n43713.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the cover fool you- there is nothing medieval about the prince in this story. Published in 1973,&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Black Prince&lt;/span&gt; is the first novel I've read by acclaimed author &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Iris_Murdoch"&gt;Iris Murdoch&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bradley Pearson is an aging writer and retired tax worker in England. From his first person narrative, we learn of his friendship and rivalry with the far more successful novelist Arnold Baffin and his wife, Rachel. Bradley seems to be experiencing an extended bout of writer's block and plans to summer at a remote cabin near the English seaside. However, before he can escape London, he is accosted by a number of friends, relations, and an ex-wife who bring a variety of problems and situations for Arnold to deal with. In the midst of all this, he discovers he has fallen in love with the very young daughter of Arnold and Rachel, a girl he has known her entire life. This situation leads to a series of events that call into question nearly every event and assumption the reader has made before the ending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main body of the narrative is book-ended by an introduction from a 'publisher' and a series of post-scripts from some of the main characters which cast the events in an entirely different light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed this novel for Murdoch's skill with prose and for the overall story. While the plot was compelling, the narrator's ruminations on topics such as education, art, writing, friendship, love, etc. made it drag a little for me. These diversions are ultimately essential for understanding the nature of his character, but still brought things to a standstill occasionally. Here and there, I found myself skimming, something I don't often do when reading a novel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I look forward to reading more of Murdoch's work and plan to check out the &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0280778/"&gt;feature film&lt;/a&gt; made about her lifelong romance with John Bayley and her decline from Alzheimer's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-8258797201435224495?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/8258797201435224495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=8258797201435224495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/8258797201435224495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/8258797201435224495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/05/black-prince.html' title='The Black Prince'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-7870698279221631788</id><published>2009-04-27T13:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T06:04:51.042-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zadie Smith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><title type='text'>On Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1420/1469481587_374977ae5c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 222px; height: 361px;" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1420/1469481587_374977ae5c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second novel of Zadie Smith's I've read. Smith is a pretty amazing and refreshing talent, but this one didn't hit me with quite the &lt;a href="http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/10/white-teeth.html"&gt;impact&lt;/a&gt; that &lt;em&gt;White Teeth &lt;/em&gt;did. In fact, this one feels more like a first novel than that one did. One of the things I really marvelled at in &lt;em&gt;White Teeth&lt;/em&gt; is the amazing dialog, no small feat considering she had several characters with all types of ethnic, gender, and age backgrounds. The dialog in &lt;em&gt;On Beauty&lt;/em&gt; is stilted feeling. Perhaps this is due to the fact that most of the speakers are from academia. Still, few, if any, professors I know speak like they write: stuffy with a verbosity that borders on logghoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On Beauty&lt;/em&gt; concerns the trials and travails of two diametrically opposed families: The Belseys, an interracial couple with three kids who are the embodiment of liberalism and godlessness, and the Kipps from Trinidad with two 'perfect' children who espouse an extremely conservative, Christian, and anti-affirmative action viewpoint. The families become intertwined through the Christian conversion of Jerome, eldest son of the liberal clan, and his subsequent short lived affair with the daughter, Victoria, of the conservative counterparts. The action centers around Wellington, a fictional Ivy League school near Boston. There is a great deal of talk regarding beauty, the inherent value of art, racial identity, and gender politics, but the core of &lt;em&gt;On Beauty&lt;/em&gt; to me is the idea of identity in general. All people, Smith seems to be pointing out, have a public self and a private self. Expectations are based on the public self but every person is different than what the world perceives. Thus we have the 'thug' who is an accomplished poet and budding archivist, the privileged multi-racial child who yearns for black identity, the bastion of conservative thought who is not above adultery, and the reserved virginal girl who is actually a voracious seducer of men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While this book didn't measure up to the aforementioned debut, it was still an enjoyable story. I look forward to reading just about anything Smith publishes in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-7870698279221631788?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/7870698279221631788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=7870698279221631788' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/7870698279221631788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/7870698279221631788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-beauty.html' title='On Beauty'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1420/1469481587_374977ae5c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-7698519579923993379</id><published>2009-04-13T19:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T08:29:30.057-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='19th century fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edgar Allan Poe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mysteries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horror'/><title type='text'>The Fall of the House of Usher; The Pit and the Pendulum; The Purloined Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gallerynucleus.com/assets/attachments/10781/size500_silawest_stuttle_HouseofUsherSmall500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 447px;" src="http://www.gallerynucleus.com/assets/attachments/10781/size500_silawest_stuttle_HouseofUsherSmall500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read all three of these stories on my lunch hour today. It is amazing what a body of work &lt;a href="http://www.poemuseum.org/poes_life/index.html"&gt;Edgar Allan Poe&lt;/a&gt; left behind, and how accessible it is. Poe, who died at 40, left a legacy that is still being built upon today in the detective and horror genres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that I love about &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Fall of the House of Usher&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Pit and the Pendulum&lt;/span&gt; is how relentless the horror is that Poe establishes in just 13 or 14 pages in each story. His descriptions of the decrepit mansion and the horrible Inquisition pit are enough to turn the stomach and get under the skin. His contemporary Hawthorne was great at this as well- describing inanimate objects and places and making the reader feel as if they can feel, smell, and hear the horror. I was reading these stories in a brightly lit faculty lounge and I swear my skin grew clammy. I love stories like this that are grotesque without being gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Purloined Letter&lt;/span&gt; is another matter entirely. It is a very early detective story, featuring the same protagonist Poe used for The Murders in the Rue Morgue (arguably the first whodunnit in literature). The puzzle, while comparatively rudimentary by today's standards, is still a ground-breaker in terms of the use of criminal psychology in a fictional piece. The logic exercised by the detective would become the basis for Sherlock Holmes, Hercule Poirot, Peter Wimsey, and countless other sleuths of 20th century literature. All in all, a great way to spend a lunch hour!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-7698519579923993379?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/7698519579923993379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=7698519579923993379' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/7698519579923993379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/7698519579923993379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/04/fall-of-house-of-usher-pit-and-pendulum.html' title='The Fall of the House of Usher; The Pit and the Pendulum; The Purloined Letter'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-2285448580346552103</id><published>2009-04-12T12:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T06:10:19.125-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experimental fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alain Robbes-Grillet'/><title type='text'>Jealousy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.oneworldclassics.com/shop/images/books/104_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.oneworldclassics.com/shop/images/books/104_large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Post modern' novels can fall into a couple of different categories: self-indulgent claptrap or winning and interesting experiments. &lt;a href="http://www.themodernword.com/scriptorium/robbe-grillet.html"&gt;Alain Robbe-Grillet's&lt;/a&gt; brief novel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jealousy&lt;/span&gt; falls squarely into the latter for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brief novel is an experiment in first person narrative that is fantastically interesting, and to me, successful. The novel's brevity is essential- the conceit would be unsustainable for a longer, more involved work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The action centers around an unnamed narrator who lives on a banana plantation with his wife, A. The story is told from the first person, but Robbe-Grillet never uses the first person pronoun 'I'. The narrator clearly has deep concerns about his wife and the owner of a neighboring plantation, Franck. Although we are never privy to his internal monologue or his interpretations or thoughts about the situation, the narrator obsessively and in great detail describes not only his physical surroundings but a series of encounters between his wife and Franck that can be seen as evidence of an affair, or.....as nothing at all. Incidents are described several times in increasing details, cleverly mimicking the way an obsessed and jealous person will replay trivial events over and over in his or her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real trick of this novel is that in using flat, unemotional detailed descriptions, one of the most turbulent and passionate emotions is ultimately described. Jealousy is passion; obsession is detailed analysis, and the author neatly shows the two to be one and the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another book that is probably best read in one sitting. Not to everyone's tastes, but a great change of pace for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-2285448580346552103?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/2285448580346552103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=2285448580346552103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/2285448580346552103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/2285448580346552103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/04/jealousy.html' title='Jealousy'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-2904962671434572146</id><published>2009-04-12T12:23:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T06:03:46.950-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avant garde writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thomas Pynchon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><title type='text'>The Crying of Lot 49</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn.harpercollins.com/harperimages/isbn/large/6/9780060913076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 371px;" src="http://cdn.harpercollins.com/harperimages/isbn/large/6/9780060913076.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Pynchon"&gt;Thomas Pynchon&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Crying of Lot 49&lt;/span&gt; is a trip, in many senses of the word. It &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;feels&lt;/span&gt; like an acid trip, contains a number of actual journeys, and throws the reader off balance constantly as if he or she has stumbled on a buckle in the sidewalk. Thanks to Lurker Mike for encouraging me to read this remarkable book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pynchon's style is a barrage of imagery and sensation, rarely pausing for the reader to catch up. There is a tremendous forward momentum to the book, which makes me recommend that it be read in one sitting. I can't imagine having to throw my mind back into this narrative after leaving it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story revolves around Oedipa Maas, a woman who has been named executor of her dead ex-lover's will. In carrying out her duties, she is caught up in the quest to find out if a secret mail-carrying society exists or not. Doesn't sound like much, but Pynchon's prose is dense and, at times, laborious. Just when you think his grasp of sentence structure and language has gone too far, he uses a quick plot point to pull you back into the general flow of the plot. His characters have whimsical names (Ghengis Cohen, etc.) and the puns are plentiful and absurd. The long description of a play within the story (which sets the stage for the second half of the story) is reminiscent of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hamlet's&lt;/span&gt; 'The Mousetrap' device. Pynchon's apparent knowledge of a variety of topics had me scrambling to Wikipedia time and again to see what was fact and what was fiction.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book (published in 1966) seems to take the piss out of the 1960s counterculture and wallow in it at the same time. Oedipa's paranoia and the situations she finds herself in reflect the times very well, especially for a novel that was contemporary to the events depicted. Pynchon riffs on the Beatles, Nabokov, Elvis Presley, and various lifestyle choices in California during this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most aficionados of Pynchon say that this book is the best entry point. It is short and relatively easy to follow once you get the hang of it. It does make me both anxious and nervous to tackle his longer works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine reading a book like this very often, but I have no doubt I'll return to this one over the years. Pynchon's work has a &lt;a href="http://pynchonwiki.com/"&gt;wiki&lt;/a&gt; devoted to it, which may be helpful when tackling his novels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-2904962671434572146?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/2904962671434572146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=2904962671434572146' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/2904962671434572146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/2904962671434572146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/04/crying-of-lot-49.html' title='The Crying of Lot 49'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-3868842368036968082</id><published>2009-04-11T12:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T12:39:14.021-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graphic novels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dave Gibbons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alan Moore'/><title type='text'>Watchmen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://monkeyread.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/watchmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 392px;" src="http://monkeyread.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/watchmen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a rabid comic book fan in the late 70s and early 80s. I contracted pneumonia when I was in the 4th or 5th grade and was bedridden for a couple of weeks. My mom started bringing me comic books to help me pass the time. I became addicted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was partial to Marvel superhero titles like the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Fantastic Four&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Avengers&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Iron Man, Spider Man&lt;/span&gt;, and the rest. After my recovery I began to spend every cent I had on comics. I subscribed to 8 or 10 titles and bought several more from the drug store or comic shop every month. I harbored fantasies of becoming a comic book artist and spent countless hours sketching my favorites into a stack of notebooks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I entered my early teens, two things happened that resulted in my waning interest in comics. The price went up, and titles I'd been paying 35 cents for were suddenly 75 cents or even a dollar. I also discovered a new passion: rock and roll. The end result was the comics being boxed up and largely forgotten as of 1982 or 83. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having read &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Watchmen&lt;/span&gt;, I wish I would have hung in there a little longer. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alan_Moore"&gt;Alan Moore&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dave_Gibbons"&gt;Dave Gibbons&lt;/a&gt;' 12 part series was released over 1986 and 1987 and it is a genre-defying/genre-defining masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very late to the party here, so I will eschew a long plot analysis. Suffice it to say that the series revolves around a group of masked adventurers who have been outlawed by the authorities. The murder of one of them (The Comedian) leads to a suspicion by another (Rorschach) that the 'masks' are being targeted by a party unknown. This sets into motion an amazing tale that encompasses 40 plus years of alternate U.S. and world history. Set against the backdrop of the Cold War and the escalating tensions between the U.S. and the U.S.S.R., &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Watchmen&lt;/span&gt; dares to suggest what extreme measures may have been needed had things not gone as they did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The graphic novel set the standard for the comics form and (along with other works by Moore and by Frank Miller) elevated it to an art that was worthy of discussion beyond the playground. The flaws of the heroes were a culmination of the character flaws that Stan Lee built into his classic Marvel characters of the 1960s, but took them to an entirely new level. Each of the main protagonists in &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Watchmen&lt;/span&gt; helps to flesh out contrasting worldviews, from the black and white certainties of Rorschach to the right wing jingoism of the Comedian to the Utopian liberalism of Ozymandias. None of this views are left unskewered by Moore in his tight story telling. And, in an already incredibly rich and detailed narrative, he and Gibbons add in a parallel tale from a fiction pirate comic to help underscore and illustrate the issues faced by many of the main characters. At the end of the majority of the issues there was also supplemental prose, often in the form of articles or letters, that helped to flesh out the back stories of many of the characters. Moore's ability to write about everything from ornithology to quantum physics is amazing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The artwork is nuanced and incredibly sympathetic to the tale being told. How Gibbons was able to pack so much detail into 9 frames a page is beyond me. While I am partial to the more realistic styles of Frank Miller or Jim Starlin, I can't picture anyone doing a better job here than Gibbons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the film version of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Watchmen&lt;/span&gt; first, and I'm not sure how that impacted my enjoyment of this novel. I can say that the film was perfectly cast for the most part, and I am now really excited for the release on DVD so I can watch it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-3868842368036968082?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/3868842368036968082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=3868842368036968082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/3868842368036968082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/3868842368036968082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/04/watchmen.html' title='Watchmen'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-8982025037020729899</id><published>2009-03-28T08:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T08:29:48.738-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophical tomes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20th Century Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Albert Camus'/><title type='text'>The Stranger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bookcoverarchive.com/images/books/The_Stranger.large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 370px;" src="http://www.bookcoverarchive.com/images/books/The_Stranger.large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Albert_Camus"&gt;Camus&lt;/a&gt;' &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Stranger&lt;/span&gt; is a classic of existential lit and has no doubt been read by just about everyone who has ever been an undergraduate at any university in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone who hasn't read it, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Stranger&lt;/span&gt; is a compact tale about a young French-Algerian, Meursault, who serves as narrator and the literary embodiment of existential philosophy (although Camus never considered himself to be an existentialist). At the outset of the novel, Meuersault's mother has died and he travels to the nursing home she lived in to see to her funeral. Afterward, he returns to his normal life, normal job, and normal pursuits. He strikes up a relationship with a young woman and befriends a shady man who invites him to the beach. During this trip, a seemingly random encounter with some Arab men leads to murder, and Meursault finds himself in jail awaiting trial. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crux of the novel is Meursault's realization of the absurdity of life and his belief that the end is the end and nothing that happens really matters. His belief system and seeming lack of remorse or concern about his own fate paints him in an unflattering light before the members of the judicial system. Still, it is not the crime he has committed that condemns him in society's eyes; rather it is his ambivalence towards the death of his mother that society cannot understand or allow to go unpunished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The version of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Stranger&lt;/span&gt; I read is not the classic English translation from Gilbert, but an American translation from Matthew Ward that appeared in 1988. Camus had written that he had intended The Stranger to be written in the 'American' style of James Cain or Dashiell Hammett with short compact sentences and an overtone of though guy swagger. Ward's translation attempts to capture this style, and for me, is successful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Stranger&lt;/span&gt; is a quick read for a rainy day. I'd also recommend &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Plague&lt;/span&gt; by Camus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-8982025037020729899?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/8982025037020729899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=8982025037020729899' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/8982025037020729899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/8982025037020729899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/03/stranger.html' title='The Stranger'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-7131932972296963913</id><published>2009-03-15T19:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T06:38:30.513-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Waters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mysteries'/><title type='text'>Fingersmith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n5/n29287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 357px;" src="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n5/n29287.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sarah_Waters"&gt;Sarah Waters&lt;/a&gt;' Fingersmith is about as engrossing as a novel can get for me. It is set in the Victorian Era, features a terrific mystery, and has plot twists that actually caused me to gasp out loud once or twice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our initial narrator, Sue, is an orphan who lives with a group of thieves in London. Mrs. Sucksby has raised her from infancy after her mother was condemned as a murderess and hung. The dashing ne'er-do-well Gentleman convinces Sue to help him run an elaborate con. Maud Lilly is a young heiress and orphan who will come into wealth once she marries. She is isolated at her strange uncle's house in the country and Gentleman has found a way to weasel himself into the household. Sue is to take a commission as Maud's maid in order to help convince Maud to marry Gentleman. Once the marriage is complete, they will arrange for Maud to be committed to a madhouse and share her fortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't discuss the plot in any more detail than this as the surprise elements are important to the enjoyment of the novel. There are enough twists and turns to satisfy any fan of the genre. The depictions of the squalor of London and the icy country house are top notch and the plot is riveting. Definitely plan on devoting some uninterrupted time to this one if you choose to read it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly recommended for those who enjoy a good twisted mystery. This novel was shortlisted for several major awards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-7131932972296963913?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/7131932972296963913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=7131932972296963913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/7131932972296963913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/7131932972296963913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/03/fingersmith.html' title='Fingersmith'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-4353070945929416069</id><published>2009-03-02T06:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T08:58:17.613-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter Ackroyd'/><title type='text'>The Lambs of London</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bookcoverarchive.com/images/books/the_lambs_of_london.large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 374px;" src="http://www.bookcoverarchive.com/images/books/the_lambs_of_london.large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lambs of London is a slim novel based somewhat on historical fact. The author, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peter_Ackroyd"&gt;Peter Ackroyd&lt;/a&gt;, is an author noted for not only his fiction but his biographies of Dickens, Blake, Shakespeare and others. Here Ackroyd blends fact and fiction as he utilizes the stories of real people Charles and Mary Lamb and William Henry Ireland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel focuses first on Charles, a young man who lives with his family and works for the East India company. Charles is an aspiring writer, a lover of Shakespeare, and quite often, a drunk. His older sister Mary is socially awkward but is also infatuated with the 15th and 16th century dramatists. They live with their parents: their mother, a somewhat bitter woman, and their father who has been mentally incapacitated following some kind of a stroke years previously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into their lives comes Ireland, a very young man who operates a bookstore with his father. Ireland has met a mysterious benefactor who allows him to go through her departed husband's extensive collection of papers. Ireland recovers a will and other legal documents that are verified to be Shakespeare's. Scholars and enthusiasts are excited, but nothing prepares them for the day Ireland shows up with the draft of an unknown play. Again, experts verify it as Shakespeare's, although there are some who disagree. Ireland decides to mount the play, and his burgeoning romance with Mary Lamb seems to make his life complete. However, Mary's shaky mental health, William's relationship with his opportunist father, and questions about his benefactor and the veracity of the play begin to cause everything to fall apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a novel, I found this to be somewhat anti-climactic. While it is well-written, it never fully engaged me. Much more interesting are the actual histories of these characters. All of them were real people, but there is no evidence that any of their paths actually crossed. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Lamb_(writer)"&gt;Charles&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_Lamb"&gt;Mary&lt;/a&gt; Lamb wrote a well-known book of Shakespeare for children, battled against mental health issues, and experienced family tragedy. You can look at the story of William Henry Ireland &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Henry_Ireland"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, but I won't go into detail as it would act as a plot spoiler. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ackroyd did a great job in coming up with the premise of this historical fiction, but the execution leaves it a little flat. Still, this would hold interest for any Shakespeare enthusiast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-4353070945929416069?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/4353070945929416069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=4353070945929416069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/4353070945929416069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/4353070945929416069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/03/lambs-of-london.html' title='The Lambs of London'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-3625156030302720736</id><published>2009-03-02T06:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T06:34:52.157-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Margaret Atwood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award winners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><title type='text'>The Blind Assassin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lovelyloey.files.wordpress.com/2007/03/windowslivewritertheblindassassin-118e3the-blind-assassin6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 367px;" src="http://lovelyloey.files.wordpress.com/2007/03/windowslivewritertheblindassassin-118e3the-blind-assassin6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Margaret_Atwood"&gt;Margaret Atwood&lt;/a&gt; was another author I'd heard a lot about but I hadn't gotten around to reading one of her books until I picked up &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Blind Assassin&lt;/span&gt;. Apparently, Atwood has been labeled as a science fiction writer, a label she &lt;a href="http://www.ansible.co.uk/sfx/sfx107.html"&gt;bristles&lt;/a&gt; at. I remember one of her books, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0099731/"&gt;The Handmaid's Tale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, was made into a well-received movie a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Blind Assassin&lt;/span&gt; is a story within a story within a story. If that puts you off, don't let it. Although there are parts of this story that unwrap mysteriously, it is the author's intent and not just a confusing structure to the novel. It contains elements of mystery, tragedy, drama, and, yes, science fiction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel (which won the Booker Prize 8 or 9 years ago) centers around Iris Chase Griffin, a Canadian woman whose family were once preeminent manufacturers of gloves and other garments until the depression and hard times caused a slow slide from wealth. Iris and her sister Laura are left to be raised by their father and servants after their mother's untimely death. As the narrative of the sisters' lives unfolds, we are introduced to a story within the story, a tale of two lovers meeting in clandestine locations, the man in the relationship improvising a science fiction story that has kept the woman enthralled for months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iris' sister Laura dies in a car accident and shortly afterward, her husband is found dead in a sail boat. Are the two incidents related? And who are the lovers in the story 'The Blind Assassin' (revealed to be a posthumous work of Laura's)? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atwood is a brilliant writer. The plot was well-planned out and engrossing. She is able to skillfully weave the narratives from the 1930s and 40s into the present day as well as including the cut-aways to the story within the story. A tale of identity, secrets, trust, and family, I had a hard time putting this down. This novel was deeply satisfying, deserving of its accolades, and an excellent way to while away a couple of afternoons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-3625156030302720736?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/3625156030302720736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=3625156030302720736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/3625156030302720736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/3625156030302720736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/03/blind-assassin.html' title='The Blind Assassin'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-4683247970838979267</id><published>2009-01-18T09:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T09:23:20.530-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gabriel Garcia Marquez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award winners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><title type='text'>Love in the Time of Cholera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bluepyramid.org/ia/littocggm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 364px;" src="http://bluepyramid.org/ia/littocggm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I like about following 'The List' is that it encourages me to finally read books by authors whose work I am familiar with, but have not read. Toni Morrison was one such author and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gabriel_Garc%C3%ADa_M%C3%A1rquez"&gt;Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;/a&gt; is another. I read his non-fiction &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;News of a Kidnapping&lt;/span&gt; several years ago and enjoyed it very much, but this was my first foray into his fiction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love in the Time of Cholera is one of Marquez's best known works. It has been an Oprah choice, a &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0484740/"&gt;major motion picture&lt;/a&gt;, and is the book people seem to mention most often in relation to this Colombian writer. The story literally covers the lifetime span of the major characters, the lovesick Florentino Ariza and his fifty year obsession with Fermina Daza. The book takes place in the late nineteenth and early twentieth century in an unnamed city on the Mediterranean. Florentino Ariza was the youthful suitor of Fermina Daza who took great pleasure in clandestine correspondence and hopeful talk of the future with Florentino. However, maturity and events lead her instead to marry Dr. Juvenal Urbino, a well-connected local doctor and philanthropist. Florentino Ariza decides to 'wait' for Fermina Daza, hoping that someday, should the good doctor die, she will eventually be his. Florentino has 600 'temporary' flings while waiting for her and leads what appears to be a conventional life to the outside world. However, his entire existence is based around waiting. And waiting. And waiting for Fermina Daza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is a beautiful but challenging read. There is almost no dialogue and the detailed descriptions can be off-putting for some readers. I found that as long as I had a solid chunk of time to devote to it, the novel was great to read. This is definitely not one to pick up in dribs and drabs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about this book for me was the subtext. On the surface, it is a relatively straight-forward meditation on the power and endurance of love. Still, I feel that there is a lot more happening than that. The character of Florentino Ariza inspires our sympathy, but when his actions are looked at objectively, he comes off more like a deranged stalker and terrible user of women- not the romantic figure he cuts on a surface reading. The book also tackles some of the enduring questions about old age and the many different faces of love. Definitely worthwhile to read, and one I've spent a lot of time thinking about since I put it down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-4683247970838979267?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/4683247970838979267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=4683247970838979267' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/4683247970838979267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/4683247970838979267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-in-time-of-cholera.html' title='Love in the Time of Cholera'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-5043539969238213134</id><published>2009-01-03T09:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T09:20:19.367-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyone&apos;s Got to Start Somewhere'/><title type='text'>2008 Roundup</title><content type='html'>By my calculations, I read 26 books from 'The List' this year, plus another half dozen or more that were not on the list. Not bad considering I didn't get started in earnest until late spring. This year I'll need to make up for some lost ground. I'm most of the way through 'Love in the Time of Cholera' right now and received several more books for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working from the first edition list of 1001 Books You Should Read Before You Die. There was an updated version this year that changed several of the books, but I figure I'll stick with the one I started with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a great year of reading and I'm looking forward to seeing what new authors I'll discover this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-5043539969238213134?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/5043539969238213134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=5043539969238213134' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/5043539969238213134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/5043539969238213134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008-roundup.html' title='2008 Roundup'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-1208937302783079671</id><published>2009-01-03T08:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T09:13:54.993-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award winners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toni Morrison'/><title type='text'>Song of Solomon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://negroartist.com/Toni%20Morrison%20Literature/Song%20of%20Solomon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 362px;" src="http://negroartist.com/Toni%20Morrison%20Literature/Song%20of%20Solomon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toni_Morrison"&gt;Toni Morrison&lt;/a&gt; is another lion of modern literature. Although her output is modest compared to some others of her generation, the quality of that output was high enough for her to earn just about every literary award there is, including the &lt;a href="http://nobelprize.org/nobel_prizes/literature/laureates/1993/press.html"&gt;Nobel Prize&lt;/a&gt; in Literature. Still, as with many other authors of her caliber, I had yet to read any of her work until this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of Solomon is an amazing book and I'm glad it was the first Toni Morrison novel I read. The book is really about identity, especially identity for African Americans who are only able to trace their lineage back so far. The dedication reads, "The fathers may soar And the children may know their names". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story concerns the Dead family: Macon, his wife, his son, and his two daughters in addition to his sister and her daughter and granddaughter. The main character is son 'Milkman' Dead (so named because of the fact that he breastfed until he could stand on his own feet). The story follows Milkman throughout his life from his younger days as a constant source of disappointment to his father through his joining and maintaining the family business and finally through his search for his grandfather's true identity. Along the way we meet an amazing cast of characters: First Corinthians and Magdalene called Lena, Milkman's sisters; Pilate, his semi-divine aunt; her daughter Ruth and her granddaughter Hagar who falls hopelessly and dangerously in love with Milkman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milkman's best friend Guitar offers a contrast to Milkman in both mission and temperament. While Milkman spends the majority of the book thinking of his own needs and trying to get ahead, Guitar has been led to a different path. Guitar belongs to a group that is trying to level the playing field between whites and blacks, with a surprising way of how to accomplish that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending is somewhat ambiguous, but very satisfying. Milkman, facing Guitar down, learns to truly embrace the legacy of his grandfather's people as he learns to fly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of this novel is excellent, but it is Morrison's prose that makes it so fantastic to read. It takes a couple dozen pages to fall into her cadence, but once you do, the story flows by like a river. I read a lot of books this year, but this one will definitely stand out in my mind for many years to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-1208937302783079671?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/1208937302783079671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=1208937302783079671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/1208937302783079671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/1208937302783079671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2009/01/song-of-solomon.html' title='Song of Solomon'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-1507468699405970381</id><published>2008-12-13T07:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T08:05:41.043-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tim O&apos;Brien'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books my brother would like'/><title type='text'>In the Lake of the Woods</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/15/InTheLakeInTheWoods.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 382px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/15/InTheLakeInTheWoods.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tim_O%27Brien_(author)"&gt;Tim O'Brien&lt;/a&gt; is a great writer. It's not just in the actual mechanics of his writing; it's in the tone he is able to set. In the novel &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;In the Lake of the Woods&lt;/span&gt;, the tone is regret, loss and sadness tinged with mystery and the unknown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel is about a Minnesota politician, John Wade, who has just lost a Senate election. He and his wife Kathy move to a lake house in northern Minnesota to get away from the stress of the election and to recover after a bitter disappointment. O'Brien unfolds the Wade's story in flashbacks, from John's childhood (and the development of his alter-ego, Sorcerer) to his meeting and early days with Kathy, to his war experiences in Vietnam and on to the multitude of secrets the two share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning, John wakes up and Kathy is gone. After consulting with the friendly older couple who live nearby, the Rasmussens, he decides to report it to the police. For two weeks search parties are organized and John becomes a figure of increasing interest to the police. Frightening flashbacks lead the reader to believe that John may have killed Kathy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O'Brien skillfully weaves several plausible scenarios for Kathy's disappearance. The ending is ambiguous, but this book stayed with me for a long time after reading. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O'Brien's novel &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Things They Carried&lt;/span&gt; was nominated for the Pulitzer Prize, and he is probably the pre-eminent novelist of the Vietnam generation working today. I have also read &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;July, July&lt;/span&gt;, which is also excellent.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book has overtones of mystery, but I certainly would not consider it a 'mystery novel'. I first read this 3 or 4 years ago and am going to re-read it soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-1507468699405970381?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/1507468699405970381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=1507468699405970381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/1507468699405970381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/1507468699405970381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-lake-of-woods.html' title='In the Lake of the Woods'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-5659024851880447168</id><published>2008-11-23T09:48:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T08:34:05.824-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Mathews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books I didn&apos;t care for'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><title type='text'>Cigarettes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img1.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n66/n333135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 373px;" src="http://img1.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n66/n333135.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an unpleasant book about unpleasant people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, the key to enjoying a novel is to find a character you can identify with or at least relate to. It doesn't matter if the action is set in the past, present or future, whether it is in the United States, Russia, or outer space, whether the characters are male, female, or even human. There just needs to be a point of entry for our empathy. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harry_Mathews"&gt;Harry Mathew&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Cigarettes&lt;/span&gt; did not provide this point of entry for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel covers a span of 30 or so years and the action jumps around between decades as it focuses on the relationships between a large cast of characters, all of whom could be classified as the idle rich of New York and environs. While the plot revolves around a painting that unites the characters in one way or another, the book is really an opportunity for Mathews to explore the intermingled relationships between these self-obsessed and unlikable characters. Each chapter focuses on two of the characters (and are titled as such: "Walter and Elizabeth", "Allen and Maud", etc.). Their social anxieties, sexual practices, and personal failings are explored ad nauseum. The names were so similar I began to get confused about who was who (Allen, Owen, Pauline, Priscilla, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidently Mathews belongs to a French salon that experiments by using algorithms and other mathematical concepts in order to create plot structures. It is an interesting experiment, but to be honest, I could care less. The artifice is exposed when there is nothing else there to interest the reader (or, at least, this reader).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathew's style is very sparse. Large events are covered in a few sentences and there is relatively little dialogue. I felt like I was reading this book forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I may borrow a joke from someone on another blog, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Cigarettes&lt;/span&gt; was, indeed, a drag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-5659024851880447168?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/5659024851880447168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=5659024851880447168' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/5659024851880447168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/5659024851880447168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/11/cigarettes.html' title='Cigarettes'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-1373271147226711939</id><published>2008-11-15T07:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T07:58:26.522-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dashiell Hammett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mysteries'/><title type='text'>The Maltese Falcon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/13780000/13781123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 280px;" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/13780000/13781123.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is in his full glory: the hard-boiled private detective, a man of action and a man who follows his own code. While he may be a throwback, the character of Sam Spade epitomized  what it meant to be a man in a man's world: drinker of liquor, fighter of men, lover of woman, and solver of crimes (and not necessarily in that order). I don't know much about the reaction to &lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/wnet/americanmasters/database/hammett_d.html"&gt;Dashiell Hammett's&lt;/a&gt; novel when it was first released, but I imagine that it was not considered proper literature in 1929. The book features a main character who is fairly non-plussed about the murder of his partner, is revealed to have been having an affair with that partner's wife, drinks, seduces young women, and routinely operates outside the authority of the police. In addition, there is a subplot that revolves around homosexuality and scenes that include Spade looking at nude women. No wonder this stuff was called pulp fiction! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story itself follows Spade's attempts to figure out why so many people are interested in the titular bird, a sculpture that is clearly of value. It opens with the classic set up: a beautiful young woman enters the office of the private eye looking for help in something that she is none too truthful about. Double crosses, imminent personal danger, international miscreants and meddling cops come and go in this textbook plot. The real value of the story is the introduction of one of the most indelible characters in literature and film, Sam Spade himself. Although Hammett wrote other detective novels, this is the only one that features Spade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spade is almost symbolic of America's image of itself from the time it was written. Here was a new type of hero- one who rejected the old ways of doing things but still operated on a code of personal honor that was unwavering. While pre-World War I America may have been symbolized by the cowboy, the post war years could similarly be looked at through the prism of Spade; a maverick nation that bucked the trends and brought into being a new way of operating. In addition, Spade presented an ideal for American manhood and the American spirit. He was a solo operator who did things his own way, accepting the consequences for his own decisions. Obviously, Bogart defined the role for the &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0033870/"&gt;silver screen&lt;/a&gt; and other authors and filmmakers have been following the template ever since.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading the book posed a challenge in some ways because so many of the plot devices and situations, which were undoubtedly new and fresh at the time, have become such hackneyed cliches it is almost impossible to read with a straight face. Still, if you can place it in its proper context, the novel is fast paced and suspenseful, and is a definite classic for anyone interested in detective fiction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-1373271147226711939?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/1373271147226711939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=1373271147226711939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/1373271147226711939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/1373271147226711939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/11/maltese-falcon.html' title='The Maltese Falcon'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-5512667949707698605</id><published>2008-11-15T06:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T07:06:07.017-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Franklin W. Dixon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hardy Boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children&apos;s literature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'>The Original Hardy Boys series</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i3.iofferphoto.com/img/1113116400/_i/6409938/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 350px;" src="http://i3.iofferphoto.com/img/1113116400/_i/6409938/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that my experience with the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Hardy_Boys"&gt;Hardy Boys&lt;/a&gt; stories will be a mirror image of that of millions of other people who were raised between the 50s and the 80s. Although the Boys have been around since the 1920s, the books were overhauled in the 50s or 60s in order to get rid of some of the anachronisms that abounded in the earlier titles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most people with any interest know, Franklin W. Dixon was actually a nom de plume for a prolific &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leslie_McFarlane"&gt;hack writer&lt;/a&gt; who also birthed the Nancy Drew series. Only the first twenty books or so were written by the original author, after which they were produced from an anonymous stable of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stratemeyer_Syndicate"&gt;publisher's&lt;/a&gt; writers. Think Brill Building for teen detective lit. The 'classic' series ran for 58 volumes, beginning with &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Tower Treasure&lt;/span&gt; and ending with &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Sting of the Scorpion&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy for me to trace my love of reading back to the Hardy Boys series. As a kid growing up in the 1970s, I lived for these books. The stories had enough action and mystery to be engrossing, but were never frightening. The brothers, Frank and Joe, were just older enough to seem smart and independent without being total aliens to a pre-teen. Frank was sober and steady, Joe was impetuous and action-driven, giving all kids a behavior role model to look up to. Their friends ranged from Chet, the fat farm kid, to Phil Cohen, my first exposure to a Jewish character. I learned lots and lots of vocabulary from these books; words like 'sinister', 'jalopy', and 'estranged' entered my vocabulary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom used to buy new titles for me as an allowance. Instead of cash for doing my chores, I was rewarded with a book. To this day I think of books as a special reward. Thanks mom! This series probably also was the root of my 'completist' nature when it comes to authors and artists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite titles? &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Danger on Vampire Trail&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Mystery of Cabin Island&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Disappearing Floor&lt;/span&gt;.  As time went by, I began to wonder how the guys could have solved 58 mysteries while still being 17 and 18. How many summer breaks and spring breaks did this school have? That was the beginning of the creep of cynicism that separates our childhood from the later years. I eventually sold the whole collection at a garage sale when I was 12 or 13, another milestone on the road to something. Still, I like to pick one up every now and then and reread it, and when I do, it still takes me back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-5512667949707698605?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/5512667949707698605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=5512667949707698605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/5512667949707698605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/5512667949707698605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/11/original-hardy-boys-series.html' title='The Original Hardy Boys series'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-6233025720653846144</id><published>2008-11-02T09:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T16:08:40.374-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen King'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horror'/><title type='text'>The Shining</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.illiterarty.com/files/www.illiterarty.com/img/246/the_shining.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 324px;" src="http://www.illiterarty.com/files/www.illiterarty.com/img/246/the_shining.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stephenking.com/the_author.html"&gt;Stephen King&lt;/a&gt; obviously needs no introduction. An amazing publishing phenomenon, King continues to produce a fairly consistent amount of work, even if he isn't quite as prolific as his 80s and 90s heyday. I have probably read just about everything he's written, with the exception of a few of the later books and the Dark Tower series. King is the source of controversy amongst literary types; his pulpy plots are a little too 'supermarket' for the snobs. Still, I count him as amongst one of the finest storytellers in literary history, and isn't that really what novels are all about? In addition, King's writing has grown richer and richer over the years as he's dabbled in many styles outside the pale of traditional horror. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Shining&lt;/span&gt; was King's third or fourth novel, and arguably the best of the earliest part of his career. I won't go deep into plot details, as anyone with even a passing interest in King's work has probably read the book. Still, the creepy story of a troubled man and his family wintering as caretakers in a secluded Colorado hotel still has enough fright in its pages to keep me up at night. The book contains several hallucinatory and surreal passages and imparts a genuine sense of claustrophobia, much like what the characters in the story were experiencing. Stanley Kubrick's &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0081505/"&gt;film version&lt;/a&gt; has its detractors, but I feel it holds up very well over time, even with Nicholson's over the top performance and the slightly different ending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is important to remember that authors like Dickens were often dismissed as hacks in their own time. I believe that King's best work will stand up over time in the same way as that of the most beloved storytellers from the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-6233025720653846144?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/6233025720653846144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=6233025720653846144' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/6233025720653846144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/6233025720653846144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/11/shining.html' title='The Shining'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-6745897159575631971</id><published>2008-10-26T08:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T09:03:29.194-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonathan Franzen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award winners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><title type='text'>The Corrections</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0312421273.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 341px;" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0312421273.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jonathan_Franzen"&gt;Jonathan Franzen&lt;/a&gt; raised a fuss a few years ago when Oprah selected this National Book Award Winner as an entry in her famous &lt;a href="http://www.oprah.com/entity/oprahsbookclub"&gt;book club&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://query.nytimes.com/gst/fullpage.html?res=9F04E1DE173BF936A15752C1A9679C8B63"&gt;Franzen objected&lt;/a&gt;, indicating that Oprah's club members were lemming-like in their voracious appetite for any literature that was O-approved. Oprah withdrew the selection, no doubt instantly erasing millions in potential income from the balance sheets of both Franzen and his publishers. The book was a major best-seller anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Corrections&lt;/span&gt; is about the Lambert family, a brood brought up traditionally in the American midwest. While there apparently is nothing terribly special about this respectable middle class clan, their lives are unraveling terribly by the time the children reach adulthood. Father Alfred is battling against dementia and Parkinson's; his wife Enid is barely coping and wondering why her children are so distant. Son Gary is clinically depressed, living with his family in Pennsylvania and wondering where it all went wrong. Chip is a disgraced college professor, sponging off of girlfriends and wondering where his next break will come from. Denise is a well-known chef whose personal life involves breaking up marriages by seducing the male and female parts of the couple. As Alfred slides towards complete dementia, Enid longs for one last Christmas, with all of the family together in the family home. Sounds like a set up for a tale about a bunch of lovable losers who somehow manage to maintain our compassion and empathy. But......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really came to care about any of the Lamberts, with the possible exception of Alfred, an absentee father and non-communicative spouse. Alfred takes a bit of the brunt of blame for all of his family's problems- unfairly so in my estimation. While there are some great vignettes and the dialogue is strong, the story is just disjointed enough that it tested my patience. And I like big, sprawling, all-over- the-place novels as a general rule, but I have to care about the characters, and this time out I did not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the problems is that Franzen can be too clever by half. He is clearly extremely intelligent, and much of the book is very well-researched. He writes with authority on a number of topics, from railroad engineering to commercial kitchens. Unfortunately for me, a lot of it came off as show, and did little to move the story or the characters forward. The book could have used substantial editing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I wouldn't classify it as a waste of time (and, after all, the book has been very successful; clearly someone likes it), I had high expectations which &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Corrections&lt;/span&gt; failed to live up to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-6745897159575631971?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/6745897159575631971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=6745897159575631971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/6745897159575631971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/6745897159575631971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/10/corrections.html' title='The Corrections'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-3699392443423046172</id><published>2008-10-26T08:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T08:24:45.704-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award winners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William Trevor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><title type='text'>The Story of Lucy Gault</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n6/n32079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 331px;" src="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n6/n32079.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel, shortlisted for the &lt;a href="http://www.themanbookerprize.com/"&gt;Man Booker Prize&lt;/a&gt; in 2002, is a haunting story of missed connections and the long-lasting effects our impetuous mistakes can have on our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy Gault is a young girl living an idyllic life with her mother and father in 1920s Ireland. Because her mother is English, the family has been targeted by Irish activists and lives under the threat of violence. Her father, Captain Gault, decides it is time to move the family to England. In order to delay or postpone the move, Lucy decides to hide in the woods on moving day. Through a series of plausible coincidences, she is believed to have drowned in the sea. Heartbroken, her mother and father move away, wandering Europe aimlessly, and more important, without permanent address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In actuality, Lucy was injured in the woods, and is found barely alive after her parents are gone. So begins a lifetime of patience, of waiting, of self-denial, of loneliness, and of forgiveness. Thematically, it reminds me of McEwan's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Atonement&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.contemporarywriters.com/authors/?p=auth122"&gt;William Trevor&lt;/a&gt; hits all the right notes while touching on many major themes in this book. There are a lot of big ideas, but he does not hit you over the head with them. The words seep into you and imbue the reader with a sense of melancholy, but of continuous hope- much the same feelings that Lucy experiences throughout the novel. Very skillfully plotted and hard to put down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-3699392443423046172?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/3699392443423046172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=3699392443423046172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/3699392443423046172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/3699392443423046172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/10/story-of-lucy-gault.html' title='The Story of Lucy Gault'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-7055962271957968632</id><published>2008-10-25T15:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T08:08:24.990-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uwe Timm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='war fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><title type='text'>The Invention of Curried Sausage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0811213684.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 306px;" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0811213684.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Invention of Curried Sausage&lt;/span&gt; represents exactly why I love reading books from the list of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1001 Books You Must Read Before You Die&lt;/span&gt;. I have almost no doubt that without the list, I'd have never discovered this gem of a book. For every dog on the list (see: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Choke&lt;/span&gt;), there are several great finds (see: this book).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This short novel by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uwe_Timm"&gt;Uwe Timm&lt;/a&gt;, and translated from the German by Leila Vennewitz, has a whole bunch of Big Themes wrapped up in one small and extremely readable package. The book deals with a man who spends his afternoons in Hamburg visiting with an old family neighbor and listening to her story about how she invented &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/German-Currywurst/Detail.aspx"&gt;currywurst&lt;/a&gt;, which is the national 'fast food' or street food of Germany. The woman, Lena Brucker, begins her tale in the waning days of World War II in Hamburg. Conditions there are, as you can imagine, rather dire. Lena, never a party member or sympathizer, is hoping the war will end soon so life can begin to get back to some sense of normalcy. She meets a younger soldier who is scheduled to head to one of the fast-falling fronts and has basically been assigned to become cannon fodder. She decides to conceal him in her third floor apartment, where they become lovers and she becomes his only link to the outside world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the war ends and the British occupy Hamburg, Lena deceives the young soldier into thinking that the war is still ongoing so that he will not leave. She has fallen in love with him and she is sure that once he can return to his young family she will be left alone. Her husband has been missing in service for years and her children are far away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let the reader discover how and why all of this has to do with the invention of curried sausage. The novella tackles themes of duty, loneliness, conditional ethics, and the horror of the Nazi campaign for those who were willing and unwitting collaborators. I liked this book so much, I'm going to try making some curried sausage for myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-7055962271957968632?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/7055962271957968632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=7055962271957968632' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/7055962271957968632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/7055962271957968632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/10/invention-of-curried-sausage.html' title='The Invention of Curried Sausage'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-5218298913855955114</id><published>2008-10-19T09:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T10:07:49.550-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K.L. Going'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Young Adults'/><title type='text'>Fat Kid Rules the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0399239901.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0399239901.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the great things about having a girlfriend who is a librarian is the amount of Young Adult literature I've been able to read. As a whole, YA lit has come a long way in the past 20 or 30 years. When I was a teenager, there was Judy Blume for the girls and S.E. Hinton for the boys and it seemed like that was about it. Today, there are a multitude of choices for kids of every age, ethnicity, proclivity, and set of interests. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Fat Kid Rules the World&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;a href="http://klgoing.com/bio.htm"&gt;K.L. Going&lt;/a&gt; is one of the best books I've read for a long while, and that goes beyond its YA designation. The story is about Troy, a severely overweight teen who lives in New York City with his father and brother. His brother is everything Troy is not: popular, athletic, and outgoing. Into this black hole that his life has become enters Curt MacCrae, a lower-east side guitar legend and high school drop out. Curt is emaciated, troubled, and may or may not be on drugs. He and Troy strike up an odd friendship when Curt recruits Troy to play drums for his new band. Troy's complete and total inability to play doesn't deter Curt, and soon Troy begins to go through a transformation, as does Curt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The character of Curt is clearly inspired by Kurt Cobain, and the writing on bands, music, and punk rock is very well done. The story is essentially about how two troubled individuals can overcome major obstacles through their belief in each other. While the summary may make it sound like a 'feel good' book, or something treacly, it isn't- the characters are handled with realism and in a mostly unsentimental way. The great thing about this book is that adults can enjoy the story as much as teens. I would recommend it for high school aged kids. There is some language and some situations that may raise questions, but that is never a bad thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-5218298913855955114?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/5218298913855955114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=5218298913855955114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/5218298913855955114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/5218298913855955114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/10/fat-kid-rules-world.html' title='Fat Kid Rules the World'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-782826875892691524</id><published>2008-10-19T09:45:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:01:49.902-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chuck Palahniuk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books I didn&apos;t care for'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><title type='text'>Choke</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.firstshowing.net/img/choke-bigcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 375px;" src="http://www.firstshowing.net/img/choke-bigcover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chuck_Palahniuk"&gt;Chuck Palahniuk&lt;/a&gt; is certainly no stranger to controversy or success. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fight Club&lt;/span&gt; was an international sensation, and the &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0137523/"&gt;film&lt;/a&gt;, featuring Ed Norton and Brad Pitt is a certified cult classic. I enjoyed Fight Club, but I can't say the same for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Choke&lt;/span&gt;, Palahniuk's most recent best-seller and &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1024715/"&gt;movie adaptation&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story revolves around the character of Victor Mancini, a generally unlikable sex addict and scam artist. In order to support his mother, who suffers from late stage dementia, he resorts to pretending to choke to death in restaurants. The patrons who save him invariably end up sending him money for years to come, because he has somehow given their lives meaning. Or something like that. The psychobabble is pretty dense in this book, and I was never convinced that Palahniuk had the slightest idea what he was talking about. There are the usual assorted weirdos and cast-offs in Victor's life, including his rehab buddies and co-workers at a colonial theme park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several of the vignettes in the book are clearly designed to shock and succeed at doing so. Victor's encounter with a woman in an airplane bathroom and with a fantasy rape sequence made me nauseous. I have no problem with 'adult' or controversial or even distasteful subject matter, if it is done to a purpose besides just attempting to be shocking. This book didn't make it on any level for me, and to be honest, its appeal escapes me. The trailer for the film I saw looks like they are playing it as more of a comedy, which might work. As it stands, this book was a big disappointment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-782826875892691524?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/782826875892691524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=782826875892691524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/782826875892691524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/782826875892691524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/10/choke.html' title='Choke'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-1354997828623071802</id><published>2008-10-18T07:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T08:34:51.474-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nineteenth Century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nathaniel Hawthorne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><title type='text'>The House of the Seven Gables</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/15020000/15027942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 316px;" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/15020000/15027942.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the exception of Edgar Allen Poe, I have to admit that I have read very little by the great American writers of the 19th Century. My knowledge of Melville, Cooper, Hawthorne and others has been tempered by my great appreciation for their British brethren of the same time period. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The House of the Seven Gables&lt;/span&gt; is the first (and so far only) &lt;a href="http://www.online-literature.com/hawthorne/"&gt;Nathaniel Hawthorne&lt;/a&gt; I have read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I was waiting for. This is a great novel which I enjoyed very much. The story concerns the residents of the titular house, the once mighty and now down at the heel Pynchone family. The spinster Hepzibah is the only resident of the rotting old home save for a border, Holgraves, who is an artist. Legend has it that the progenitor of the Pynchone family, several generations previous, stole the land from another family and had the patriarch condemned as a witch. The latter cursed the former, and ever since, strange deaths have occurred at the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, Hepzibah's solitary life is altered as first her distant cousin Phoebe, and then her mentally disturbed brother Clifford join her and her border. Phoebe manages to bring light and relative happiness to the shadowy existence of her older cousins, and begins a chaste romance with Holgraves. The idyll is broken up only by the infrequent visits of the wealthy and evil cousin Jaffrey, a local judge who for some reason terrifies Clifford and Hepzibah. Phoebe leaves for a short period of time, and soon the old curse of the house revisits the present occupants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawthorne, in his forward, lets us know right away that the moral of the story is that the sins of the fathers can and will be brought down on the heads of those who come later. The house, a grand edifice when it was new, is a powerful symbol of the ruin that can befall once proud families when wealth and prosperity and built upon deception and greed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the book runs for 270+ pages, very little in the way of action occurs. While that hardly sounds like an endorsement, the truth of the matter is that Hawthorne's prose is so amazing that the reader never feels bored by the lack of a steamroller plot. He spends an entire chapter in the company of a corpse over the course of a night, and his descriptions and intimate way of addressing the reader will put a chill up your spine. There is a great strain of the supernatural in this book, and it is easy to understand why Hawthorne was such a favorite of his contemporaries Melville, Thoreau, and Alcott.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-1354997828623071802?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/1354997828623071802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=1354997828623071802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/1354997828623071802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/1354997828623071802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/10/house-of-seven-gables.html' title='The House of the Seven Gables'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-3159623368566360043</id><published>2008-10-12T15:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T08:14:28.680-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zadie Smith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books my brother would like'/><title type='text'>White Teeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a218/Kayte401/Books/Smith-WhiteTeeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a218/Kayte401/Books/Smith-WhiteTeeth.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure how I missed &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;White Teeth&lt;/span&gt; when it was published in 2000. It seems to have garnered almost universal praise from critics and readers alike, and was turned into an acclaimed &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0334877/"&gt;mini-series&lt;/a&gt; in Great Britain. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;White Teeth&lt;/span&gt; was the debut novel from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zadie_Smith"&gt;Zadie Smith&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;White Teeth&lt;/span&gt; has many characters, all of whom interact on a variety of levels, but at the heart of it all are Archie and Samad, friends who met during World War II who have continued to be friends. The novel jumps back and forth in time, focusing  first on Archie, then on Samad, on Archie's daughter Irie, and then on Samad's twin sons Magid and Millat. The characters' lives are intertwined, allowing us to meet Archie's wife Clara and Samad's wife Alsana, both an entire generation younger than their husbands and with different views on the world. Archie and Samad are both, in their own ways, stuck in the post-war promise of England, and have trouble adapting to modern times and modern problems. Indeed, much of the plot revolves around the constant push and pull of the various traditionalists as they rub up against more modern times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their progeny further complicate things. Irie is an independent thinker with a strong pull towards a past that her mother would rather forget. Magid and Millat take different paths (due to an astonishing action by Samad) with Millat embracing the lifestyle of a young English hood and Millat sent off to the east to become a more traditional Bangladeshi Muslim. Needless to say, things don't really go as planned or anticipated for either Archie or Samad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes this novel so memorable are the epic scope, the memorable characterizations, and the facility Smith shows with language and dialog from so many different types of characters. She seems to have mastered the nuances of both genders and of a number of nationalities. Thoroughly engaging and hard to put down, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;White Teeth&lt;/span&gt; is a fantastic novel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-3159623368566360043?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/3159623368566360043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=3159623368566360043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/3159623368566360043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/3159623368566360043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/10/white-teeth.html' title='White Teeth'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a218/Kayte401/Books/th_Smith-WhiteTeeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-5781711163275165591</id><published>2008-10-08T16:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:44:57.457-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ian McEwan'/><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ianmcewan.com/bib/books/images/saturday-canadian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 310px;" src="http://www.ianmcewan.com/bib/books/images/saturday-canadian.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read &lt;a href="http://www.ianmcewan.com/"&gt;Ian McEwan's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; several weeks ago and I still can't decide if I really liked it. Part of my annoyance was no fault of the book's. I had read a string of books that were essentially about navel gazing middle aged men from the late 20th Century pondering Their Place In the World. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;American Pastoral. Underworld. The Sea.&lt;/span&gt; And now, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is about Henry Perowne, a successful neurosurgeon and his perfect life and family. His wife is a successful lawyer, his daughter a just-published poetess, his son a locally acclaimed blues guitarist. His father in law is a famous poet who lives in France, and all is swell in Henry's wealthy, just-so universe. Talk about a character it's hard to like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel takes place entirely on the titular day of the week, and begins with a potential harbinger of doom. Henry awakes early to see a plane apparently crash on entry into Heathrow. Terrorist act? Henry seems sure that it was. His day is busy and eventful, and he has scheduled a game of squash, a trip to the market, a visit to his mother (who has Alzheimer's) and finally a big family dinner that is meant to be a reconciliation between his daughter and her grandfather, who had a falling out the summer before. However, during the course of the day, a fender bender with a sociopath named Baxter threatens to change the whole game plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like some of the scenes in this novel were gratuitous, especially when Baxter holds the family hostage. The writing is strong, but the story could only truly be of interest to someone who felt some kind of familiarity with Perowne's life and lifestyle. I didn't. But maybe that was the point. Maybe McEwan wanted to point out that even in the most perfect of lives, there is a constant threat of upheaval and unhappiness. If that was the point, Roth did it much better in &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;American Pastoral&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-5781711163275165591?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/5781711163275165591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=5781711163275165591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/5781711163275165591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/5781711163275165591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/10/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-6589824508343521963</id><published>2008-10-04T07:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T08:17:30.453-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mark Haddon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books my sister would like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Young Adults'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><title type='text'>The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://karana23.files.wordpress.com/2006/10/the-curious-incident-copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://karana23.files.wordpress.com/2006/10/the-curious-incident-copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a terrific book and it's hard to think of anyone who wouldn't enjoy it. Although it might technically be classified as a book for Young Adults, it is appropriate for anyone who enjoys great writing and wonderful characters. Author &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mark_Haddon"&gt;Mark Haddon&lt;/a&gt; apparently drew on his experience of working with autistic children in order to write this book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher John Francis Boone is a teenager with &lt;a href="http://www.webmd.com/brain/autism/tc/aspergers-syndrome-topic-overview"&gt;Asperger's Syndrome&lt;/a&gt;, which is a  form of autism. Chris is in some ways a normal kid, but in others, his condition takes the forefront. An absolute whiz with numbers, Chris can't stand to be touched and can't let his foods touch each other. He intensely dislikes anything brown or yellow, and needs his routines to be just so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told from Chris' point of view, the book begins with the gruesome discovery of the neighbor's dead dog, lying in the yard with a pitchfork stuck through it. After being initially suspected, Chris decides to investigate for himself, and the book is supposed to be his record of his discoveries. In actuality, the book is about Chris, his beleaguered father (his mother having died suddenly previously), his assorted neighbors, teachers, and even his reactions to complete strangers. The chapters are numbered with prime numbers only, and Chris educates us all by including several illustrations and math problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The term 'heart-warming' is overused and can indicate that a book is uncomfortably close to melodrama or pathos, but it is applicable in this case. Having a protagonist who is maddening but perfectly honest is a rare and unusual feat, and Chris' story shines a light on the joys and challenges of real people who have similarities with this fictional character. A very unique reading experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-6589824508343521963?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/6589824508343521963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=6589824508343521963' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/6589824508343521963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/6589824508343521963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/10/curious-incident-of-dog-in-night-time.html' title='The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-1032763955516555656</id><published>2008-10-04T07:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T07:36:59.753-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bohumil Hrabal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><title type='text'>Too Loud a Solitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0156904586.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0156904586.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I do not so much read as savour the words. I pop a beautiful sentence into my mouth and suck on it like a fruit drop." This quote from the protagonist of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bohumil_Hrabal"&gt;Bohuml Hrabal's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Too Loud a Solitude&lt;/span&gt; is as good a description of the love of reading as any I've come across. I have reread this slim novel several times and can definitely count it amongst my favorites. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanta is a trash compactor, specializing in paper and books. Living in a repressive Czechoslovakia in the 1970s, there are plenty of books to crush. Books that have been banned or purloined from wealthy out of favor families are brought to Hanta and his compacting machine. But Hanta can't bring himself to destroy many of the books. He carefully smuggles some of them to academics, others he keeps for himself. He fashions huge piles of books in his home, some embedded in the compacted remains of other books, wrapped in beautiful art prints. Although he is a modest and simple man, his knowledge of the classics is excellent. When he retires, he buys his compactor and brings it home to continue his life's mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Crushing' is the operative term for this novel. The books are crushed, the human spirit is crushed by repression, and Hanta's fate is not difficult to figure out. There is not a lot of straight plot to this novel, but something about it just stays with me. The writing is beautiful and at 98 pages, a quick and satisfying read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-1032763955516555656?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/1032763955516555656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=1032763955516555656' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/1032763955516555656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/1032763955516555656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/10/too-loud-solitude.html' title='Too Loud a Solitude'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-2099625080378762422</id><published>2008-10-04T07:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T08:05:03.589-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patricia Highsmith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crime fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books my brother would like'/><title type='text'>The Talented Mr. Ripley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://libweb.lib.buffalo.edu/kelley/Kelly/ImagePages/ImagesThumbNail/TalentedMrRipleyT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 336px;" src="http://libweb.lib.buffalo.edu/kelley/Kelly/ImagePages/ImagesThumbNail/TalentedMrRipleyT.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people know of the all-star &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0134119/"&gt;Hollywood film&lt;/a&gt; made of this a few years ago, starring Matt Damon, Jude Law, and Gwenyth Paltrow. I've never seen the film, but knew that &lt;a href="http://www.wwnorton.com/catalog/featured/highsmith/bio.htm"&gt;Patricia Highsmith&lt;/a&gt; had written three or four books featuring sociopath Tom Ripley, and that this was the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot revolves around the 25 year old Tom, an obviously intelligent young man with some serious, for lack of a better word, issues. He is grifting his way through life in New York, scamming people out of tax money they think they owe to the IRS and sponging off friends. He runs across the father of an acquaintance, Mr. Greenleaf, who offers Tom a free trip to Europe if he'll go to Italy and try to persuade Greenleaf's son Dickie to give up his artistic lifestyle and come home to the family business and an ill mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Tom encounters Dickie and his casual girlfriend, Marge, in the little seaside town in Italy, he knows he has his work cut out for him. Dickie has no interest in returning to the States, and is living comfortably off of an independent inheritance. A major subtext of the novel is Tom's ambiguous sexuality, and it soon becomes apparent that Tom is obsessed with Dickie, much to the discomfort of Marge. Eventually, Tom murders Dickie and steals his identity (I'm not giving anything away; it is at this point that the book really gets going). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tension mounts as Tom's seemingly impossible ploy threatens to go off the rails again and again. There is amazing suspense in trying to figure out how on earth he's going to pull this off. If you're a fan of detective or crime fiction, you'd be well off to pick this one up. It was highly unusual for Highsmith to write a book featuring the 'bad guy' as the protagonist. Tom Ripley is a fantastic creation and I'll be anxious to read more books in this series.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-2099625080378762422?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/2099625080378762422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=2099625080378762422' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/2099625080378762422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/2099625080378762422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/10/talented-mr-ripley.html' title='The Talented Mr. Ripley'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-9136251989154826400</id><published>2008-10-02T16:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T16:31:42.902-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather McGowan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><title type='text'>Schooling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.powells.com/cgi-bin/imageDB.cgi?isbn=9780375714320"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 308px;" src="http://www.powells.com/cgi-bin/imageDB.cgi?isbn=9780375714320" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on some message boards I've read and reviews I've seen, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heather_McGowan"&gt;Heather McGowan's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Schooling&lt;/span&gt; seems to divide readers pretty evenly into those who really enjoyed it or those who really loathed it. Much of the writing slips in and out of various styles, sometimes stream of consciousness, sometimes like a screenplay. The effect can be maddening and it is definitely not an easy read. However, for the open minded reader, it can be a very satisfying reading experience. Strict realists will struggle with whether or not the events being described are really happening as they are being described, but one willing to take the ride McGowan offers will ultimately be rewarded with a fairly clear story arc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Schooling&lt;/span&gt; is about young Catrine Evans, a young American girl who's father enrolls her in the English boarding school he attended after her mother dies. You get the sense that he loves her but just doesn't know what to do with her; boarding school allows him to care for her without having to look after her. Catrine's assimilation is difficult to say the least, and her relationship with some of her classmates and especially with one of her instructors forms the centerpiece of the novel's plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like McGowan did a good job of capturing the bizarre ways a thirteen year old's mind works. The disjointed nature of the narrative is a good representation of the chaos of the early teen years and the extremes in emotion and temperament most teens deal with. I was able to hang with the plot, although there were a few times I felt a little lost. As long as I kept going, eventually all was made clear. I'm glad I read this book. It is a perfect example of why I like the list. This is definitely one I never would have picked up on my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-9136251989154826400?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/9136251989154826400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=9136251989154826400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/9136251989154826400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/9136251989154826400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/10/schooling.html' title='Schooling'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-6948175804368362856</id><published>2008-10-02T05:30:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T06:58:55.477-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arundhati Roy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award winners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><title type='text'>The God of Small Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.infoplease.com/images/god-small-things-arundhati-roy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 367px;" src="http://i.infoplease.com/images/god-small-things-arundhati-roy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chitram.org/mallu/ar.htm"&gt;Arundhati Roy&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The God of Small Things&lt;/span&gt; is a Booker Prize winner, a wonderful feat for a first novel. The writing is fluid, descriptive and beautiful. Set in Kerala, India, the novel is about an Indian family that is going through a slow change in fortune. Ammu has moved back to her family's home with her twins, Rahel and Esthappen, products of an undesirable marriage that has caused great consternation within her family. Her mother and aunt run the house while her brother Chacko runs the family food business, a pickling and canning company. The novel opens with the funeral of their English cousin, Chacko's daughter Sophie Mol. The plot of the novel unfolds towards the death of poor Sophie Mol, creating great suspense even though the ultimate outcome is known. The fallout from this event shadows the lives of every member of the family. While this book in many ways can be read as an indictment of the caste system, its focus is more personal than public, and it is the character's search for forgiveness and redemption that drives the novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that I love the plot device in books like this: a known ending and suspense and interest that lies in how we are going to arrive at that ending. Roy's writing is very fluid, mixing a sense of traditional storytelling with very modern incursions. She builds believable and flawed characters who the reader comes to care about. There is a sense of melancholy and tragedy that hangs over the entire work, although there are lighter, almost comic moments. She does an especially good job of putting the reader at home in a part of the world that might be entirely foreign. My understanding is that Roy has given up writing to become a full-time activist. Noble as that is, it is a shame we don't have more stories like this one from her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-6948175804368362856?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/6948175804368362856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=6948175804368362856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/6948175804368362856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/6948175804368362856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/10/god-of-small-things.html' title='The God of Small Things'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-5599881595927305841</id><published>2008-10-01T05:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T06:07:43.363-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Brautigan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><title type='text'>Willard and His Bowling Trophies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51DFQKECT8L._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51DFQKECT8L._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is subtitled 'A Perverse Mystery'. There's not much mystery but it certainly is perverse. &lt;a href="http://www.brautigan.net/biography.html"&gt;Richard Brautigan's&lt;/a&gt; writing style is very interesting. The chapters are very short (usually 2-3 pages) and the prose is very simplistic. It is almost as if his audience is a group of fifth graders. The content, however, is definitely adult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This short novel features two sets of couples who live in the same apartment building. The upstairs couple, Bob and Constance are going through some difficult times. Constance has given Bob a venereal disease and Bob is having a hard time dealing. The couple are attempting to work through their issues via soft S and M but are struggling. Downstairs, John and Pat are enjoying a successful relationship and seemingly content. In their front room is Willard, a stuffed bird, and a collection of bowling trophies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looming over this are the Logan brothers, once upright young men who enjoyed family and bowling, now hell-bent and obsessed with finding their purloined bowling trophies. They have gone from petty theft, to assault, and finally to murder in their quest. The book leads up to the inevitable coming together of the principal characters, with odd fate thrown in for good measure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I view this story as a reaction to the mid-70s hangover from 60s ideals. To me, the Logans represent all that was right with American society, and how quickly it could turn very wrong once the goals and aims it sought were gone missing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say I loved this book, but it was interesting and I read it in one easy sitting. Brautigan committed suicide in the early 1980s. His best known work is probably &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Trout Fishing in America&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-5599881595927305841?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/5599881595927305841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=5599881595927305841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/5599881595927305841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/5599881595927305841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/10/willard-and-his-bowling-trophies.html' title='Willard and His Bowling Trophies'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-3274157246157180463</id><published>2008-09-30T07:33:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:35:16.044-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jaroslav Hasek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comic novels'/><title type='text'>The Good Soldier Svejk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.czech-books.com/files/imagecache/product/files/TheGoodSvejkB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 194px; height: 360px;" alt="" src="http://www.czech-books.com/files/imagecache/product/files/TheGoodSvejkB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jaroslav_Ha%C5%A1ek"&gt;Jaroslav Hasek&lt;/a&gt; seems like a character from a novel himself. A Czech citizen, Hasek as a youth was an anarchist and a first-class practical joker. After falling in love with a girl whose parents hardly approved of him, Hasek attempted to leave his wild days behind, to little avail. After publishing several short stories, Hasek became editor of an animal magazine. He was dismissed after it was discovered that he was making animals up and writing long descriptions of their physiology and habitats. After attempting to fake his own death in order to get out of his unhappy marriage, he was enlisted in the Austro-Hungarian army and saw duty in the First World War. From this experience, Hasek created an indelible character in &lt;em&gt;The Good Soldier Svejk&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Svejk is Hasek's variation on the bumbling idiot, constantly thwarting the plans of his superiors, and yet somehow never being truly punished. Svejk's simplicity is either real or feigned, it is hard to tell for sure. He is a hard drinker, loves a good time, and is devoted to his superiors to a fault. Through Svejk and his cohort of soldiers and civilians, Hasek has a grand canvas on which to paint the absurdities of military life and wartime. Svejk follows his orders to a tee, even if it means disaster for the army and his superiors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is really a series of vignettes, certainly related to each other, but Hasek never really finished &lt;em&gt;The Good Soldier Svejk&lt;/em&gt;. The book just sort of ends without any type of resolution. It hardly matters. This is one of the funniest books I've ever read, and Svejk is one of the most indelible characters I've come across. Hasek planned to finish &lt;em&gt;Svejk&lt;/em&gt;, but a stint as a Bolshevik, the icy reception from the Czechs once he returned to Prague, and ultimately his death meant that it was never to be. Still, what we have is a rollicking good novel that will make you laugh out loud as well as think. By the way, the &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://img.radio.cz/pictures/obrazy/lada-josef/svejk2.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http://bibliodyssey.blogspot.com/2005/10/lada.html&amp;h=400&amp;w=283&amp;sz=27&amp;hl=en&amp;start=13&amp;um=1&amp;usg=__3NsEmWiWFQgp2YW31tjZetY9F9U=&amp;tbnid=IXubPVSADBjj3M:&amp;tbnh=124&amp;tbnw=88&amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Djosef%2Blada%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26safe%3Doff%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26sa%3DN"&gt;illustrations&lt;/a&gt; that adorn the text, by artist Joseph Lada, add immeasurably to the pleasure of reading this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: Thanks to dainfomaster for a &lt;a href="http://www.SvejkCentral.com"&gt;great link&lt;/a&gt; to all things Svejk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-3274157246157180463?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/3274157246157180463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=3274157246157180463' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/3274157246157180463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/3274157246157180463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-soldier-svejk.html' title='The Good Soldier Svejk'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-8167358865661731527</id><published>2008-09-29T19:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T08:42:50.941-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Chabon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award winners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books my brother would like'/><title type='text'>The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://assets.nydailynews.com/img/2009/10/17/gal_book_amazing-adventures-of-kavalier-and-clay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 426px;" src="http://assets.nydailynews.com/img/2009/10/17/gal_book_amazing-adventures-of-kavalier-and-clay.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one, by &lt;a href="http://www.sugarbombs.com/kavalier/?page_id=4"&gt;Michael Chabon&lt;/a&gt;, is definitely a favorite, and is a favorite of many of my friends. It's a perfect novel in a lot of ways: memorable characters, sharp plotting, originality in spades, and a storyline that creates a compulsive page turner. This is probably my favorite novel of the past 7 or 8 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot involves the story of Joe Kavalier, a Jewish teen who escapes from Prague and lands in New York where he hooks up with his cousin Sammy Clay. Sammy, an idea man, is excited to learn that Joe is an artist of some talent, and together they immerse themselves in the world of a beloved 1940s American development: the comic book. Clay remains rooted to his love of the comic, superheroes, and his own 'secret identity', while Kavalier takes a rockier path in his relationships and his own quest to find himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While ultimately it is the story and the characters that make this novel so compelling, it really is just a big long love letter to America, and more importantly, the ideal of America; that two kids, one an immigrant, the other an all-American nobody, could transcend class and station to become American success stories. The novel also examines the tricky territory of identity in America, and how individuals can reinvent themselves as they see fit. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay&lt;/span&gt; is an affirmation of the American dream, and a memorable example of a novelist working at his prime. Chabon won the Pulitzer Prize for this book, and in my opinion deserved it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-8167358865661731527?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/8167358865661731527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=8167358865661731527' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/8167358865661731527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/8167358865661731527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/09/amazing-adventures-of-kavalier-and-clay.html' title='The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-8585198898989084076</id><published>2008-09-29T13:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T19:48:00.796-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='satire and protest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nineteenth Century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles Dickens'/><title type='text'>Hard Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.checkitout.nl/images/user_images/Hard%20times%20Charles%20Dickens%2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.checkitout.nl/images/user_images/Hard%20times%20Charles%20Dickens%2002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be the first of what will be many posts on Charles Dickens. Dickens' &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Dickens"&gt;life&lt;/a&gt; was in many ways worthy of novelization. His contribution to western literature cannot be overstated. Some complain that his books are too long, that he was capitalizing on the days when novels were originally serialized in magazines, and a longer story meant a bigger payday. Still, Dickens' best work is a continuation of the social protest of Swift, but imbued with a comic sensibility second to none. His books are beautiful, sprawling, terrifying, hilarious, and cautionary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hard Times&lt;/em&gt; isn't one of the books that leaps to mind for a lot of people when you mention Dickens, and certainly some of the other novels deserve to be more well-known. But in &lt;em&gt;Hard Times&lt;/em&gt;, Dickens points his microscope at utilitarianism, the tyranny of statistics, and the burgeoning industrialization that was the hallmark of northern Britain in the mid ninteenth century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story follows Mr. Gradgrind, the administrator of a school, Sissy Jupe, one of his students, and her interactions with his own two children, Louisa and Thomas. Sissy falls afoul of her school's utilitarian atmosphere by following her own flights of fancy. Over time, Sissy's life becomes intertwined with those of the Gradgrinds and their circle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dickens' contempt for some of the hallmarks of British society is well-known, and in other books he targets the legal system, the poorhouses, and the education system. Here, he sees the negative aspects of industrialization and conformity as the killing of beauty and imagination. Like most of Dickens' work, it is at turns tragic and comic. You will not forget the characters at the heart of this dark comedy. I'd rate this as top shelf Dickens, if not up to the standards of &lt;em&gt;A Tale of Two Cities &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;David Copperfield&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-8585198898989084076?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/8585198898989084076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=8585198898989084076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/8585198898989084076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/8585198898989084076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/09/hard-times.html' title='Hard Times'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-7697399137987227172</id><published>2008-09-29T10:45:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T12:41:27.957-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Banville'/><title type='text'>The Sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51V68BKG3GL._SL500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51V68BKG3GL._SL500_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I read for pleasure, sometimes I read for edification. It is a happy day when a book provides both. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Banville"&gt;John Banville&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;em&gt;The Sea&lt;/em&gt; is one of the books that falls more squarely in the latter category for me. That's not to say I didn't enjoy it, but reading it is more like an exercise in the appreciation of good writing as opposed to hanging on the edge of your seat as the plot unfolds. Banville's prose is incredibly well-written, but can be dense. It wanders as the mind will wander, often going off on tangents, but usually ending up where it needs to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Sea&lt;/em&gt; is about a man, Max Morden, who has lost his wife to cancer. As part of his grieving process, he revisits a seaside resort where he spent a few eventful summers during his youth. He is clearly searching for something that he feels he lost along the way, or maybe never had in the first place. By his own admission, he is less than driven in his career as an art historian, and has coasted comfortably through his life on the wealth of his wife. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the resort, Max is haunted by his memories of the Graces, an upper class family with children his own age who represent to him all of the possibilities that seem to be out of his grasp. His interactions with them lead to events that will change both Max and the Grace family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Sea&lt;/em&gt; is a reflective book, and reading it it is hard not to become reflective oneself. All of the tiny slights, humiliations, triumphs, and decisions a person makes somehow turn cumulative with time, and this beautifully written book forces the reader to examine him or herself. It is not always easy going, but it is rewarding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-7697399137987227172?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/7697399137987227172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=7697399137987227172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/7697399137987227172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/7697399137987227172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/09/sea.html' title='The Sea'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-3515525882212914278</id><published>2008-09-29T08:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T08:29:50.124-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Irving'/><title type='text'>A Prayer for Owen Meany</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n9/n47746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n9/n47746.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Irving"&gt;John Irving&lt;/a&gt; is one of my favorite authors. His novels are generally sweeping epics, filled with characters both endearing and absurd. He is a master with plot and is one of the authors who has been able to straddle the fence between popular and highbrow fiction. While he has his detractors, and, in my opinion, some of his recent work has fallen short, the standard he set with &lt;em&gt;The World According to Garp, The Hotel New Hampshire, The Cider House Rules, A Prayer for Owen Meany&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;A Son of the Circus &lt;/em&gt;is enough to ensure his stature as one the finest authors of his generation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Prayer for Owen Meany&lt;/em&gt; is probably my favorite Irving novel; it is nostalgic, thought-provoking, profound, and above all else, just a fabulous yarn. The novel takes the form of the rememberances of John Wheelwright, princiapally the time he spent with his friend Owen Meany. Owen, who suffers from an unidentified malady, never progresses beyond the size of a small child. He has a bizarre voice, which Irving represents by using all capital letters when Owen speaks. During a softball game, Owen's only hit of his little league career results in the death of John's beloved mother. From this moment on, Owen is convinced he is an instrument of God, and forsees a future in which his death will save others and have great meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does Owen have a Christ complex? Or is he truly an instrument of God?John is never really sure until the ending, and everything is made clear. John says early on that he is a Christian because of Owen Meany. Certainly, his relationship with Owen answers questions about his own cloudy paternity and his feelings about faith. Along the way, we meet many memorable characters who engage in events both melodramatic and comical. Irving's sense of humor is intact throughout, although the overall tone is ruminative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel contains John's ruminations on faith as well as his disgust with the state of the U.S. government and its policies (circa the late 1980s). Obviously, this is Irving the author speaking directly to us through one of his characters, a ploy he also uses extensively in &lt;em&gt;The Cider House Rules&lt;/em&gt;. These passages can drag, but never for long enough to pull the reader away from an incredibly emotional reading experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-3515525882212914278?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/3515525882212914278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=3515525882212914278' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/3515525882212914278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/3515525882212914278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/09/prayer-for-owen-meany.html' title='A Prayer for Owen Meany'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-3669709013046007183</id><published>2008-09-28T17:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:30:32.011-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don DeLillo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><title type='text'>Underworld</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n10/n50351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n10/n50351.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tackling &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Underworld&lt;/span&gt; is a daunting task. Eight hundred and twenty seven pages that span the better part of 50 years, the narrative jumps back and forth in time in a liquid fashion that can leave the reader mentally exhausted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the majority of the book is 'about' Nick Shay, a native New Yorker with a hardscrabble upbringing who becomes an Arizona based solid waste disposal executive, the real main character of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Underworld&lt;/span&gt; is the Cold War era and the way it defined the lives of those who came of age during it. Nick, his military scientist brother, his former lover, her chess-teaching husband, Nick's mother, wife, and a baseball memorabilia collector are the vessels through which the narrative weaves, tackling issues as diverse as dementia, redemption, the arms race, the loss of the ideals of the 1950s, and yes, the logical extension of how mankind deals with its trash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writing is pretty amazing. The much-lauded first chapter, an omniscient description of the legendary 1951 &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shot_Heard_%27Round_the_World_(baseball)"&gt;baseball game&lt;/a&gt; between the Giants and the Dodgers at the Polo Grounds in New York, deserves the praise that has been heaped upon it. DeLillo skillfully interweaves the individual stories of random ordinary folk in the stands with the musings of the more famous celebrities present: Jackie Gleason, Frank Sinatra, and J. Edgar Hoover. The baseball that Bobby Thomson launches into the stands becomes a focal point for much of the narrative that follows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Don_DeLillo"&gt;DeLillo&lt;/a&gt; was clearly aiming for the grandstands himself with this novel. The book, published in 1997, has a cover which features the Twin Towers looming behind a graveyard. Not only does this image seem eerily prescient, but the novel stands as a grand elegy to the twentieth century and all the personal and societal upheaval encountered during its final forty years. Even at its great length, the novel somehow feels unfinished, leaving the reader in the same kind of limbo the 20th century abandoned us in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-3669709013046007183?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/3669709013046007183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=3669709013046007183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/3669709013046007183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/3669709013046007183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/09/underworld.html' title='Underworld'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-2983922976877946942</id><published>2008-09-28T10:44:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T12:16:05.107-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nineteenth Century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wesley Stace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bodice Rippers'/><title type='text'>Misfortune</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0316830348.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0316830348.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Misfortune&lt;/span&gt; was the first novel from &lt;a href="http://www.wesleystace.com/"&gt;Wesley Stace&lt;/a&gt;, who is also known as 'gangsta-folk' artist &lt;a href="http://www.johnwesleyharding.com/"&gt;John Wesley Harding&lt;/a&gt;. As Harding, Stace has released several albums beginning in the late 1980s. At that time, Stace abandoned a PhD he was seeking in order to focus on becoming a full time professional musician. During that time, he wrote a song entitled 'Miss Fortune' about a male baby who is found orphaned by a wealthy man and brought up as a girl. This song served as the genesis for the novel. (For an extensive interview I was fortunate enough to conduct with Stace about his music career and his first novel, go &lt;a href="http://beingtheremag.com/feature.php?id=329"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Misfortune&lt;/span&gt;, which is set in the latter part of the nineteenth century, begins just like the song. Lord Lovall discovers the infant in a trash pile and brings him home, and, for reasons of his own, names him Rose and raises him as a girl. Rose lives an idyllic life in the English countryside, surrounded by family and friends, until secondary sexual characteristics begin to manifest themselves and life becomes, as you can imagine, far more complicated. This exploration of gender, identity, different types of love and the quality of love earned almost universal praise when it was released and appeared on many 'Best Of' lists for 2005. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this book for a number of reasons. Firstly, it can be honestly described as 'Dickensian' in its setting, ambition, and sprawl. Characters have names that would have pleased Dickens, and the bizarre interactions between some of them, and the neat ending, are also traits associated with the master. Secondly, while the style is certainly a throwback to the novelists of the nineteenth century, the subject matter most certainly contains a more modern slant. The concept of sexual identity was not completely foreign to the writers of that time, but probably wouldn't have been viewed through the lens of late twentieth century morays as this book is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Misfortune&lt;/span&gt; is a thoroughly entertaining novel. It keeps the reader interested and is ambitious in scope and size, especially for a first novel (albeit one many years in the making). I love big novels wherein a reader can get lost in a familiar, but ultimately fabricated world, and this is one of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-2983922976877946942?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/2983922976877946942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=2983922976877946942' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/2983922976877946942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/2983922976877946942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/09/misfortune.html' title='Misfortune'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-1460553742928527346</id><published>2008-09-28T07:52:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T08:06:21.180-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books my sister would like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hanif Kureishi'/><title type='text'>Gabriel's Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.palmtree.dk/Books/Books/Gabriels.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 348px;" src="http://www.palmtree.dk/Books/Books/Gabriels.bmp" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novelist &lt;a href="http://www.english.emory.edu/Bahri/Kureishi.html"&gt;Hanif Kureishi&lt;/a&gt; is perhaps better known as a screenwriter, and his credits include indie faves such as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0093913/"&gt;Sammy and Rosie Get Laid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0091578/"&gt;My Beautiful Launderette&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He has also written books, including &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Buddha of Suburbia&lt;/span&gt; and this novel, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gabriel's Gift&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gabriel's Gift&lt;/span&gt; is the story of a teenage boy who's family is falling apart. His rarely employed father, a former member of a superstar musician's band, is not supporting his family. His mother, understandably resentful of his lazy ways, decides to toss him out the door. Gabriel retreats into his imagination, where he has conversations with his dead twin. Things are going poorly for Gabriel until he meets the rock star his father once played for, Lester Jones. Jones, a David Bowie-esque glam rocker from the seventies, gives Gabriel a drawing, and the ownership of this drawing sets into motion a chain of events that change Gabriel, and his family, forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very light-hearted book that is very easy to digest in a couple of extended sittings. For some reason, I am always drawn to stories about Britain's lower-middle class. Kureishi is a strong storyteller, and it is no surprise that there is a cinematic quality to his writing. This one left me with a very good feeling and is a great one to take on the plane or to the beach. As a musician, I especially enjoyed the meditations on the nature of creativity and self-expression, which form the basis for the action of the plot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-1460553742928527346?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/1460553742928527346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=1460553742928527346' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/1460553742928527346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/1460553742928527346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/09/gabriels-gift.html' title='Gabriel&apos;s Gift'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-4974105123978340541</id><published>2008-09-28T07:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T08:49:07.856-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philip Roth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical fiction'/><title type='text'>The Plot Against America</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sfsite.com/gra/0512/palg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 423px;" src="http://www.sfsite.com/gra/0512/palg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first read a &lt;a href="http://orgs.tamu-commerce.edu/rothsoc/bio.htm"&gt;Philip Roth&lt;/a&gt; novel while I was in college. It was &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Portnoy's Complaint&lt;/span&gt; and I did not enjoy it. After reading a few more of his books over the past year, I am anxious to go back and re-read &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Portnoy's&lt;/span&gt;. I am beginning to suspect I lacked the worldview to understand it properly at the time. With the deaths of Saul Bellow, Joseph Heller, and Kurt Vonnegut in recent years, Roth is arguably the most important American novelist left of his generation. His output over the past ten or twelve years has been prodigious and, at age 75, he has a new novel, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Indignation&lt;/span&gt;, released this past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Plot Against America&lt;/span&gt; combines great story-telling with 'What If' history and is a very compelling novel. Nobody who has read Roth before will be surprised that the setting is Newark in the 1940s, or that the narrator's name is, well, Philip Roth. Most of Roth's work has some elements of autobiography and it is not the first time he has inserted a character with his own name into the proceedings. In this alternate telling of history, the aviator and national hero Charles Lindbergh has run successfully for the presidency of the United States, defeating Roosevelt on a platform of isolationism, effectively keeping the United States out of World War II. Lindbergh, in fact, was an avid &lt;a href="http://www.charleslindbergh.com/americanfirst/index.asp"&gt;isolationist&lt;/a&gt;, and spoke forcefully on the matter many times. In Roth's alternate tale, Lindbergh's Nazi sympathies and tacit agreements with Hitler slowly begin to erode the quality of life and civil liberties of America's Jewish citizens, including the Roth family. What makes the book so compelling is that Roth presents an alternate history that is not difficult to believe would happen if the right circumstances existed. In addition, the forced migrations, attempts to integrate Jews into mainstream middle America, and the lynchings of some dissenters are eerily similar to real fates that befell American Indians and African Americans in the earlier parts of the last century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel is an excellent starting point for Roth if you haven't read any of his work. It was hard to put this one down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-4974105123978340541?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/4974105123978340541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=4974105123978340541' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/4974105123978340541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/4974105123978340541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/09/plot-against-america.html' title='The Plot Against America'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-1401654618443074676</id><published>2008-09-28T07:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T11:16:47.441-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saul Bellow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comic novels'/><title type='text'>Henderson the Rain King</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n25/n126485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n25/n126485.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saul_Bellow"&gt;Saul Bellow&lt;/a&gt; is one of the most notable American authors of the past century, and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Henderson the Rain King&lt;/span&gt; was the first book of his I have read. Originally published in 1958, the novel is the story of Gene Henderson, a wealthy middle aged American man who is lost in the middle of the American century. An absentee father, twice-divorced, and borderline alcoholic, Henderson is desperately seeking to find out what its all about. To fulfill his dream of finding a new life, he makes an impromptu trip into the African Bush, with only his long-suffering faithful guide Romilayu to help him along the way. His interactions with two tribes in the region are hilarious and profound. His relationship with King Dahfu is the basis for Bellow's thoughts on modern culture, what makes a man a man, and the philosophy of the meaning of strength. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed this novel very much and am looking forward to reading more of Bellow's work (although I understand that this novel is not necessarily typical for him). My favorite part of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Henderson the Rain King&lt;/span&gt; is Henderson himself. He is a comic creation that can be compared favorably to Ignatius Reilly from &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A Confederacy of Dunces&lt;/span&gt;. His blustering, yet heartfelt, manner with the citizens of the African tribes he meets up with make him a perfect symbol of all that is regrettable and great about the American abroad. The last third of the book becomes a little ponderous, as Bellow shifts from comic plot to philosophical debate (embodied in the discussions between Henderson and the King) but the ending is satisfying and I laughed out loud a number of times. Guys feeling the mid-life crisis burn should definitely give this one a read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-1401654618443074676?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/1401654618443074676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=1401654618443074676' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/1401654618443074676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/1401654618443074676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/09/henderson-rain-king.html' title='Henderson the Rain King'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-8174806891904976257</id><published>2008-09-27T18:14:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T08:47:29.444-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kazuo Ishiguro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><title type='text'>Never Let Me Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bbFhiVv5p_U/TWgUOaIKlkI/AAAAAAAAApU/9vp3TEFBUYo/s320/never%2Blet%2Bme%2Bgo"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 366px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bbFhiVv5p_U/TWgUOaIKlkI/AAAAAAAAApU/9vp3TEFBUYo/s320/never%2Blet%2Bme%2Bgo" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kazuo_Ishiguro"&gt;Kazuo Ishiguro's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Never Let Me Go&lt;/span&gt; was the last book on the initial publication of the List. Evidently, there are updated versions of the List that drop some books and add others, and this book is one that was dropped. To keep myself semi-sane, I'm sticking with the original list that I used, which can be found &lt;a href="http://www.listology.com/content_show.cfm/content_id.22845/Books"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew nothing about Ishiguro or his body of work when I picked this up. I recognized a book that he'd written, &lt;em&gt;The Remains of the Day&lt;/em&gt;, from an award winning &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0107943/"&gt;movie&lt;/a&gt; starring Anthony Hopkins and Emma Thompson (which I have not seen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Never Let Me Go&lt;/span&gt; was a fantastic introduction to fiction on the List that I'd never considered. I guess you could technically call this book science fiction, as it deals with a dystopian Britain of the near-future. Still, if 'science fiction' to you means robots or space ships, that's not what is happening here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel unfolds at its own pace, with Ishiguro revealing key plot points as he sees fit. This creates an incredible curiosity in the reader to determine just what is going on. The basic premise of the novel involves a trio of characters who went to an extremely exclusive boarding school in the wilds of rural England. It is clear from the beginning that it is not a normal school, and once the three graduate it becomes even more evident as they transition to what can best be described as a halfway house of a rustic farm that acts as a buffer for them as they integrate into regular society. Soon it becomes clear that the three, and all of the other students at their school and schools like it around the nation, are being prepped for a chilling purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel is told from the point of view of one of the three, a young nurse when the action commences, who is looking back upon the relationship she shared with her two best friends, and how they have come to be reunited as adults. This one is highly recommended and raises more questions than it answers. What is the future of genetics? What are the potential moral ramifications of genetic science? And what is the essence of the human being?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-8174806891904976257?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/8174806891904976257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=8174806891904976257' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/8174806891904976257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/8174806891904976257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/09/never-let-me-go.html' title='Never Let Me Go'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bbFhiVv5p_U/TWgUOaIKlkI/AAAAAAAAApU/9vp3TEFBUYo/s72-c/never%2Blet%2Bme%2Bgo' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-6355874644849152378</id><published>2008-09-27T17:59:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T09:18:19.986-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Agatha Christie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books on the List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mysteries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crime fiction'/><title type='text'>The Murder of Roger Ackroyd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tbpcontrol.co.uk/TWS/CoverImages_00/000/723/0007234376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 354px;" src="http://www.tbpcontrol.co.uk/TWS/CoverImages_00/000/723/0007234376.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd start with a classic &lt;a href="http://www.agathachristie.com/about-christie/the-queen-of-crime/biography/"&gt;Agatha Christie&lt;/a&gt; novel, because that's where a lot of my lit-love started. While far from her most famous book (see: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Murder on the Orient Express, Death on the Nile, or And Then There Were None&lt;/span&gt;), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Murder of Roger Ackroyd&lt;/span&gt; set a standard for the locked room British style of mystery writing that has certainly never been surpassed. It is also the lone Christie novel on the List (which I'll designate with a capital 'L' throughout this blog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was first published in 1926, Christie was a young author with only 2 or 3 other novels under her belt. It featured her detective, the retired Belgian police officer Hercule Poirot. Poirot was a mass of idiosyncrasies and was very much in the vein of popular fiction detectives of the time. He famously relied on the 'little grey cells' in his brain to solve puzzles that made fools of lesser mortals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Murder of Roger Ackroyd&lt;/span&gt; concerns exactly what the title would cause one to expect. Ackroyd, a wealthy man in a small British village, is found murdered in his study. Poirot, who has recently moved to the village in retirement to grow vegetable marrows, is intrigued by the case and soon discovers there are no shortage of suspects and motives. However, there appears to be a major lack of opportunity to commit the crime in between the time Ackroyd was last seen and the discovery of his body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christie stymied me most of the time, but this was one of the few novels that actually took my breath away upon finding out the identity of the killer. Some critics have dismissed the ending as a dirty trick, but a careful reading reveals that all of the clues are laid out during the narrative. Christie devised any number of incredibly clever stories, but a reader would be hard pressed to find one trickier than &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Murder of Roger Ackroyd&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-6355874644849152378?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/6355874644849152378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=6355874644849152378' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/6355874644849152378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/6355874644849152378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/09/murder-of-roger-ackroyd.html' title='The Murder of Roger Ackroyd'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4644539646980168582.post-2556350607271964024</id><published>2008-09-27T17:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T10:33:05.355-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyone&apos;s Got to Start Somewhere'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introductions'/><title type='text'>Welcome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ebooknetworking.com/books/078/931/big0789313707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.ebooknetworking.com/books/078/931/big0789313707.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is being created more as a reading diary than as a public forum, although friends and family are welcome to browse, post comments, or to give recommendations. Why create a reading blog? I can explain everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been a voracious reader. When I was young, my mother cleverly paid my allowance in Hardy Boys mysteries instead of cash. The results were twofold: first, I developed a love for stories and reading, and secondly, I became rather anal about lists and collections. To this day, I can be obsessive about having complete sets of the work of my favorite authors and musicians. I like series of things. I love lists. I used to religiously catalog each of the Agatha Christie mysteries as I finished them. I was sad when I had plowed through all eighty-some novels by the time I was seventeen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst in college, I began a campaign of cultural edification. I read Dostoevsky, Dickens, and classics from Ken Kesey, Phillip Roth, and began an infatuation with the works of John Irving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my late twenties and early thirties I moved on from fiction of all sorts to history. I couldn't get enough. This parlayed directly into a career change from corporate trainer to high school teacher. Books led me there, without a doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this, my forty-first year, I discovered the &lt;a href="http://www.listology.com/content_show.cfm/content_id.22845/Books"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1001 Books You Should Read Before You Die&lt;/span&gt; list&lt;/a&gt;. I thought of myself as being fairly well-read and was astounded when I discovered I'd only read 30 of the books on the list. Friends of mine were well into the hundreds when I urged them to make an accounting for themselves. My literary OCD kicked in and I began reading exclusively from the list in earnest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a very gratifying experience. Without question, I have been exposed to many novels and authors I probably would have remained entirely ignorant of. As of this writing, I am up to 52 books from the list and counting. I have re-discovered my love of literature and my love of lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog will feature my thoughts and musings on the books I read or have read previously. Not all will be from the list, although I'll label them as such when they are. If you stumble across this, please join in if you see fit. Again, I am intending it primarily as a reading diary, not as a device for me to pose as a literary critic, which I most certainly am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name of this blog? I downloaded a spreadsheet of the 1001 books which allowed a person to identify the books he or she had read. Afterward, you plug your age into a box and, using average life expectancies, the spreadsheet kicks out how many books a year you would have to read to finish the list. For me, it was 28 books a year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4644539646980168582-2556350607271964024?l=28books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/feeds/2556350607271964024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4644539646980168582&amp;postID=2556350607271964024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/2556350607271964024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4644539646980168582/posts/default/2556350607271964024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://28books.blogspot.com/2008/09/welcome.html' title='Welcome!'/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/55/149477695_91e86b7f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
