Reading

Finished reading: Remarkably Bright Creatures by Shelby Van Pelt πŸ“š

I enjoyed the setting of the fictional small town on Puget Sound. I liked the premise of the story. I loved the octopus. But, in the end, the author was too young/naive to be inside the head of a grief-stricken 70-year-old woman. It would have been better had she let us imagine what she felt by her actions and words alone. Some big themes were drawn in magic marker when they deserved an artist’s paintbrush. β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜†β˜†

Finished reading: Consolations by David Whyte πŸ“š

Ah, what a treasure. Two to three page poetic essays on 52 commonplace words or themes like Curiousity, Heartbreak, and Forgivness. I’ve been ruminating on this definition of Beauty for the past month:

Beauty is the harvest of presence.

Whyte often shared a take that surprised me, and sometimes changed my very paradigm of a long-fixed, but one-sided belief. I can see spending a year with this book, one theme per week, and digging deep, deep, deep into the purpose of life. This one is a permanent addition to my bedside table. β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…

Currently reading: Remarkably Bright Creatures by Shelby Van Pelt πŸ“š

Finished reading: The Regulators by Richard Bachman/Stephen King πŸ“šβ˜…β˜…β˜…β˜†β˜†

Continuing my quest to read every Stephen King novel … The Regulators was published on the same day as Desperation. Many of the same characters bedeviled by the same evil spirit Tak, but set in a parallel universe. The book covers of the two novels make up a single scene:

Book Covers of The Regulators and Desperation

Finished reading: Frankenstein by Mary Shelley πŸ“š

This book was nothing like I expected. Frankenstein (the scientist) is arrogant, self-absorbed, and makes incredibly bad decisions. The story itself is unbelievably far-fetched. There were times I wanted to throw my Kindle on the floor at the dumb-assedness of our unreliable protagonist.

Taken more broadly, it’s a cautionary tale about mankind’s continual push for scientific advancement, which feels more relevant today than ever.

Learn from me, if not by my precepts, at least by my example, how dangerous is the acquirement of knowledge, and how much happier that man is who believes his native town to be the world, than he who aspires to become greater than his nature will allow.

It’s easy to find fault in the style of the writing or the three-level deep epistolary narrative, but this novel arguably created the science fiction genre while delivering a warning about the unbridled use of science and technology … in 1831.

And get this: Mary Shelley was a teenager when wrote Frankenstein. A teenager!

Currently reading: Frankenstein by Mary Shelley πŸ“š

Slow to post this, but I’m doing a group read of this classic on BlueSky (#hotfranksummer).

Currently reading: The Regulators by Richard Bachman πŸ“š

Finished reading: David Copperfield by Charles Dickens πŸ“š

I had an idea that this was a story about the trials of an orphan in Dickensian London. It was about that, but so much more. This novel has warmth and sadness and joy and despair. Characters that will stick with me for a long, long time. I’m reluctant to part with them to be honest. Dickens truly was a one-of-a-kind master storyteller. β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…

Currently reading: The Age of Reason Begins by Will Durant πŸ“š

One of the great diseases of this age is the multitude of books that doth so overcharge the world that it is not able to digest the abundance of idle matter that is every day hatched and brought into the world.

Barnaby Rich, known primarily for his Elizabethan short stories, wrote this in the year 1600. I wonder what Barnaby would think of our always-connected and ever-distracted present day?

Currently reading: The Age of Reason Begins by Will Durant πŸ“š

I took a short break in my marathon read of the 11-volume Story of Civilization by Will and Ariel Durant. Back at it with Volume VII.

Reading a Book in 15 Minutes

Interesting and humorous article by Anthony Lane in the New Yorker about the book summary app Blinkist: Can You Read a Book in a Quarter of an Hour?. We’re reading fewer books as a society. Our ever-fascinating smart phones aren’t helping the cause: The most potent enemy of reading, it goes without saying, is the small, flat box that you carry in your pocket. In terms of addictive properties, it might as well be stuffed with meth.

Continue reading β†’

Finished reading: 84, Charing Cross Road by Helene Hanff πŸ“š

I know I’ve read this a long time ago, but it was nice to be reacquainted with Helene, the zany book-loving American, and Mr. Frank Doel, the reserved British bookseller. The abrupt ending catches you off guard, but it’s also perfect. β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜†

The Booksellers documentary is so, so good. All the bookshelves, rare books, home libraries … and so many kindred spirits talking about their love of books. The whole documentary is beautiful and a little melancholy. Booksellers and librarians are my favorite people. Watch it on Amazon Prime.

Finished reading: Stories of Books and Libraries by Jane Holloway (ed.) πŸ“š

A book of short stories, excerpts and essays about the love of reading and libraries? Of course I’m going to love it. A good father’s day gift for a dad who loves books. β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…

David Copperfield and the Magic of Amazon WhisperSync

I’m currently reading the classic David Copperfield by Charles Dickens πŸ“š for the first time. I’m reading it on my Kindle with an add-on $3 splurge of the Audible audiobook. I experimented with WhisperSync many years ago when it was first released and found it buggy. For such a low fee, I thought I would give it another try. I went from reading last night on my Kindle to listening this morning in the car, to reading again in a waiting room, to listening once more as I did chores.

Continue reading β†’

Currently reading: David Copperfield by Charles Dickens πŸ“š

Finished reading: The Death of Grass by John Christopher πŸ“š

A short 1950s SciFi novel about a virus that kills grasses. Starvation and violence breaks out. Governments fall. Civilization crumbles. Except for the very dated portrayal of women, the story felt current. β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜†

Finished reading: The Reformation by Will Durant πŸ“š

Currently reading: The Death of Grass by John Christopher πŸ“š

Finished reading: To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf πŸ“š

An absolute masterpiece. Totally gutted by the end. I can’t believe it took me this long to read it. β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…

Finished reading: Sibley’s Birding Basics by David Allen Sibley πŸ“š

Ah, the inevitable slide into birdwatching. Great introductory guide to help me get started. β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜†

Currently reading: To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf πŸ“š

Finished reading: The Storied Life of A. J. Fikry by Gabrielle Zevin πŸ“š

Characters who love books and reading, lots of fun literary references, a bookstore set on an island … this one could have been written just for me. β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜†

Currently reading: The Storied Life of A. J. Fikry by Gabrielle Zevin πŸ“š

Finished reading: Desperation by Stephen King πŸ“š

Maybe not one of Mr. King’s best efforts, but it was entertaining, and the ending came together better than I expected. β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜†β˜†

Currently reading: Desperation by Stephen King πŸ“š

Tackling the remaining Stephen King books I haven’t read. I usually read fiction on my Kindle, but I have the hardback of this one. I forgot how heavy and unwieldy some of Stephen King books can be!

Finished reading: Small Things Like These by Claire Keegan πŸ“š

I loved this short, spare novella. In 109 pages, Keegan puts you squarely in the mind and body of its protagonist, Furlong. You feel the pangs of long-ago childhood angst, the chill of an Irish cold spell, the ugliness of small town bigotry, the warmth of a coal stove, the despair over the human cruelty. The Irish dialogue felt more like music or birdsong, making me wish my own language wasn’t so ordinary and flat. I felt sad to leave Furlong’s side after so short a visit, but the tale and ending was told in just the right way, with just the right words. β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…

Currently reading: Small Things Like These by Claire Keegan πŸ“š

Currently reading: Slow Horses by Mick Herron πŸ“š

Lamb’s laugh wasn’t a genuine surrender to amusement; more of a temporary derangement. Not a laugh you’d want to hear from anyone holding a stick.

I enjoyed the TV series, but the book is even better.

Finished reading: The Peace of Wild Things by Wendell Berry πŸ“šβ˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…

Better than any argument is to rise at dawn and pick dew-wet red berries in a cup.