Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Reading, lately

I dropped off the face of the earth for a while and I'm still catching up. My new nephew decided to arrive a few days early, so I booked it up north for two weeks of baby bliss (and exhaustion - 17 months + a newborn is a special form of crazy, a fact we had all suspected but had brutally confirmed). My sister and her husband handle parenting so gracefully and I feel honored that they've let me be there for the beginning of their kids' lives. Every time I leave it gets harder, though. I started crying before we pulled away from the curb this time around.

This is approximately what our lives looked like - wild toddler running around and bestowing kisses at random, placid baby just soaking it all in, burp cloths everrrrrywhere.

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Oh wait, is this supposed to be a long overdue post about books? Let me get to that. As I was writing this I realized that I thought I'd already posted about the first half of these, but apparently I didn't get around to it before I left. Whoops. Gear up for a long post.

The Wilder Life - I thought I loved the Laura Ingalls Wilder books but compared to the author of this book I barely qualify as a fan. She sets out to recreate some prairie life experiences and makes pilgrimages to various sites. I have to say, I expected to love this book more than I did. It's a little meander-y and introspective and I think I was expecting Ingalls bootcamp. However, it's a fun read if you're a big fan of the Little House series.

Pretty Is - This is supposed to be a thriller but it's just strange. The premise is that two young girls are kidnapped and held together for a summer, eventually released, and then their lives intersect many years later. I kept thinking it was going to get interesting, but it's impossible to get over the fact that you never get any explanation for the kidnapper's (totally bizarre) actions. It felt unfinished, somehow. As I write this I'm wondering if that was a conscious choice, because it's true the girls would have had no way of knowing his motivations, but it felt more haphazard than intentional. It left me very unsatisfied, either way.

One Step Too Far - A mom steps out of her life and reinvents herself completely and we're supposed to try to figure out why. Look, I love suspense stories with twists, but I hate the gimmick of teasing the audience with the promise of a big reveal. This book does it in almost every chapter (just the publisher's description does it three times!). If suspense is done well enough, you can keep your audience interested without dangling the reveal in front of them constantly. I think the only redeeming quality this book had was that the reveal was actually pretty shocking, but even that wasn't enough to make up for the lead up.

Before the Fall - This novel about the aftermath (and lead up to) a small plane crash is written by the creator of the TV show Fargo, which I love. I heard the author interviewed on NPR and filed this away in my "to read" category. I really enjoyed the book, which has a little bit of mystery and a lot of human interest. It's a quick read.

Bastard Out of Carolina - I read Dorothy Allison's Cavedweller years ago and still remember it as one of my favorite books, but somehow I hadn't gotten to this one. This book touches on such deeply depressing subject matter (child abuse, poverty) that it should be almost too painful to read, but I just loved the main character so much that I didn't want to put it down no matter how heart wrenching it got. Bonus - I checked out the 20th anniversary edition and there is an afterword by Allison that is really interesting and wonderful. She discusses her feelings about the book being banned by some school boards and also has some really thoughtful things to say about memoirs vs. fiction (I am a huge memoir fan, but reading her take on the genre does make me think about it a little more critically).

This Life Is in Your Hands - Ironically, perhaps, the next book I picked up was a memoir. The author was raised by parents who were deeply involved in the back to the land movement in the 70s and she traces their family experience. I really enjoyed reading about the back breaking labor that goes into making a successful homestead but this book felt just a little off to me. I was hoping there was an afterword that explained what sources she was using as she wrote (I assume she spoke to her parents extensively, and she mentions reading her mother's journals, but I was wondering if she also tracked down some of the other people who lived with them). The memoir picks up shortly before the author was born and so for a good portion of it she's describing events that happened before she existed or when she was too young to remember them, but she describes emotions, motivations and backstories of many of the adult characters. And one tiny quibble - it drove me a little batty that Coleman refers to her parents as Mama and Papa throughout the book, which meant I kept forgetting their actual names and getting confused when they would occasionally get used.

The Monsters of Templeton - I loved this funny little almost fairytale about home and family. It centers around a young woman, reeling from an ill advised love affair, as she comes home to the small town she grew up in and begins a search for her father. There is a giant sea monster involved and a sort of Greek chorus comprised of an elderly male running club, so how could you not enjoy it?

Make Me - Ah, Lee Child. I will read every new Jack Reacher book that comes out, even though I know they are hit or miss, with the misses being insane enough to make you roll your eyes. Luckily, this one was good! If I'm ever caught up in a completely bizarre and highly dangerous conspiracy, Reacher is who I want to have my back.

The First Time She Drowned - An 18 year old girl checks herself out of the mental institution where she's been forcibly committed for three years and tries to build a life for herself, despite continuing interference from her narcissistic mother. This book was, unsurprisingly, very depressing. I also didn't realize it was YA when I checked it out, not that that would have stopped me. For a debut YA novel, this is pretty good.

A Spool of Blue Thread - I felt like I needed something a little more literary, so I moved on to this novel, which was short listed for the Man Booker Prize. This is one of those books that's easy to fall right into. It's about a family, and the house they live in, and the stories they've created to explain their lives. It's lovely.

Wondering Who You Are - I almost left this book off the list because I'm not sure how to talk about it, or if I'm even the right person to talk about it. It's a memoir written by a woman whose husband suffered a brain injury (always a topic I'm interested in hearing about, for obvious reasons) and while there were parts that I related to and understood so well that my heart hurt, I had a really hard time with the writing, which never quite hit a natural tone and felt laboriously poetic. There's also an upbeat finish to the ending that I had a hard time believing, since the author explains that at times over the years she had misrepresented her situation to friends, claiming to find meaning and positivity when that wasn't actually how she felt at all. That left me wondering if she was being honest at this time, or if she just wanted to pull everything together neatly for the book. It's also possible that I'm just bitter that her journey through brain injury involved a whole lot of house sitting at foreign villas, which is entirely my issue and not hers.

After a While You Just Get Used to It - And another memoir, this one about a woman growing up in a family of dysfunctional packrats. This is mile a minute funny, and at first I thought it might be trying too hard (the 90s cultural references aren't sprinkled in so much as dumped by the truckload) but once I accepted it and settled in I really, really enjoyed it. Note - probably not nearly as funny if you didn't grow up in that era. It felt a little David Sedaris-y to me, in a good way. She has a similar way of presenting her family fairly (although obviously emphasizing the crazy for comedic effect) but lovingly, and it's hard to resist.

Book club question of the day - do you feel like an asshole for criticizing someone's memoir? Y/N

Bonus - if anyone has read the afterword from Bastard Out of Carolina and wants to have an lit class style deep discussion about memoir vs. fiction, I want in. I tried to get D into it, but he reads non-fiction almost exclusively so it was really just me talking to myself.

15 comments:

  1. The villa house sitting thing doesn't seem quite fair to mention in that kind of memoir, because, come on! We all want that life. Maybe she should write a How To book about getting those gigs.

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  2. I really hate memoirs so I don't read them but, if I did, I wouldn't feel bad criticizing one.

    I haven't read any of these! After a While sounds good, though -- I like the comparison!

    Last time I think I recommended All the Missing Girls (still recommending) and I just finished You Will Know Me and loved it! Did I tell you about Dancing With the Tiger, too? Can't remember but awesome setting

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    1. Oh, how funny! I'm so obsessed with memoirs that I took an entire lit class in college that just focused on them. I do find it hard to figure out how to criticize them, though, especially when they're written by people who aren't necessarily writers.

      Thanks for the recs! Going to see if the library has them now.

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  3. Embarrassingly I've only seen the movie, Bastard out of Carolina, with a young Jena Malone. I will definitely read the book now though, and then I will chime in!

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    1. I haven't seen the movie - was it hard to stomach? The book is pretty intense but so, so good.

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  4. Congratulations! Babies are the best - and being an aunty is pretty awesome too!

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    1. Thank you! Being with my niece and nephew is pretty much my favorite thing.

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  5. I just finished the memoir Boys of My Youth, by Jo Ann Beard. I think you might have recommended it. It's beautifully written, and reads more like prose than memoir. I consider memoirs just as eligible for criticism as any other written form--but it's interesting to reflect on both the content and the writing. The book Wild was a bore to me, mostly for the writing, but Cheryl Strayed's other pieces have been a delight.

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    1. Yes, yes, yes! I loooooved Boys of My Youth and actually re-read it shortly after reading it because I wanted to savor it again. And that one doesn't even feel much like a memoir to me because it's so perfectly written that I could read it as a novel and still think it was amazing.

      And I agree with you - Wild did nothing for me, even though the plot should have given plenty of material to make a really interesting book! I haven't read any of Strayed's other pieces because I was so lukewarm about Wild, but it sounds like I'm missing out!

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  6. I just read Dorothy Allison's Skin and am eager to read Bastard Out of Carolina (although, hesitant too due to the subject matter)! As for memoirs, it's hard to find ones I really love but last year, I read "She Left Me the Gun" by Emma Brockes and found it so incredibly well-written (although be forewarned, also sad). Perhaps due to her British sensibility, or due to her background in journalism and magazine writing, it never felt overly introspective. Can't recommend it enough!

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    1. I haven't read Skin and I should. The subject matter in BOC is tough, but I promise it's worth the read. The main character is just so great and it's so well written.

      I'll see if I can add that memoir to my library holds. Memoirs by people who are actually writers are usually the best (um, for obvious reasons).

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  7. Oh my babies...so much adorable. And so little sleep. :)

    My general thought about book criticism is that it's very personal: sometimes books just don't resonate with an individual for a number of reasons, or aren't structured in a way that allows you to take away what the author would like you to. That doesn't mean that the author's experiences aren't valid in case of a memoir, or that they didn't work hard writing the book, or that they did it the wrong way. It just means that it didn't land well with you.

    Sure, if you're a book critic and it's your job to be objective, then this is all much harder. But it's still a valid way to review a book, admit that it didn't resonate with you.

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  8. I'm all about some lit class style memoir vs fiction discussion--there are so many debates within the creative nonfiction circle when it comes to genre distinctions, ethics, and the ways in which memory-based truth has its limitations. The essay collection Bending Genre has some interesting thoughts on the matter... For me, when it comes to reconstructed material, it's important to show the seams (e.g. invoking the hypothetical)--I think that's where some of the difference is between fiction and nonfiction. I miss these discussions from my MFA days.

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  9. I'm all about some lit class style memoir vs fiction discussion--there are so many debates within the creative nonfiction circle when it comes to genre distinctions, ethics, and the ways in which memory-based truth has its limitations. The essay collection Bending Genre has some interesting thoughts on the matter... For me, when it comes to reconstructed material, it's important to show the seams (e.g. invoking the hypothetical)--I think that's where some of the difference is between fiction and nonfiction. I miss these discussions from my MFA days.

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