To any fan of the short story genre, this is a collection well worth exploring. Black was able to twist and turn variations of love into a classical masterpiece, in this reader’s opinion. She is able to touch on familiar love which becomes eye-opening in what a sighted father has been blind to in his daughter’s growth as a sightless young adult.
Black is able to touch on loss and how to deal with the grief of not having enough time with a loved one.
She is able to explore the idea of a dying woman who can bare more to her neighbor whom she knows only of in terms of a territorial conflict than she can her husband or her son.
She does all with grace and attention to detail which I found mesmerizing.
This is a brilliant exploration of what stands behind the seeming Utopia of Oz. While there are parts that don’t quite live up to the musical, there are parts of the musical that come no where close to the depth of the novel, either (as should rightly be the case).
I adored getting a better feeling of the story of the Wicked Witch of the West, what would have led her to the woman she becomes in the Wizard of Oz. Knowing her family life, her relationship with her sister, her connection with Glinda before they are merely at each other’s throats. I loved the lead in, learning about the politics and the different areas of Oz, each with their own complexities. Perhaps more than that, though, I adored seeing how intentions and perceptions do not match. How I can see the story of Dorthy as portrayed by Baum in glimpses of Maguire’s tale is absolutely fantastic.
As a reader who is interested in interpersonal relationships as well, I was struck by some of the non-traditional diagrams of relationships. There was a significant exploration of a triad relationship between Elphaba’s mother, father, and another man. There was mention of a sex scene bar. There was a prominent relationship between a married man and Elphaba, with a child being born to them.
Maguire has turned the Wonderful Wizard of Oz into the father the Wicked Witch of the West, making both characters that much grander in the eyes of this reader.
This is a book that all aspiring writers should read, focusing on the importance of story to the world. It also sheds some light as to the ways writers can take what they know, transform it into fiction, but still leave the gravity of truth embedded in it.
No, it was not a war he agreed with, not a war he wanted to be a part of, but he was also able to make me see the reality of being too afraid to *not* go to war when drafted. I could see how this boy had very few other options available to him, makes me grieve all the more for those soldiers who get sent to war without a true choice in the matter, without a true desire to help fight the battles the governments have said are vital to our well-being.
The lyrical beauty of O’Brien’s prose made me cherish the images of war in ways that I would never have thought possible, while at the same time, making me a more solid hippie. As he describes the scene of a young man, “one eye closed, one eye a star shaped hole,” I was taken to the path, taken into the head of the soldiers dealing with this image, taken into the grit that can both scar and create a new man. Being exposed to the brutality of death, the coping mechanisms employed in order to deal with that death and gore, I am grateful that I will likely never have to become one of the soldiers for whom this is personal history.
I must be on a biblical fiction streak, because, wow, this was another fabulous read… at least for me.
The story of Dinah (she gets chapter 34 of Genesis, kind of…) is told from her point of view in this massive book of her life. We are given background, shadows and highlights, details and grand scheme images, all of which I was fond of. This kind of exploration of a character, who on a read-through the Bible might not (and didn’t for me, at least) garner any further questions, is breath-taking.
Not only are we given a peak into Dinah’s life, though, we are given a possible universe in terms of female relationships in the times of Jacob and Joseph. What it means to be a daughter, a sister, a wife, a mother, a mid-wife, a wet-nurse, a widow, a wanderer… these are what it means to be Dinah. But Diamant’s exploration of this girl (and this woman) goes beyond the gender roles she plays, and allows me to see the omnipresence of femininity, in terms of growth, dreams, and desires.
There are claims that this novel is a bit too free with the sexual descriptions of Dinah, her mothers, and the workings of female lives in general (birthing, feeding, caring, pleasuring), but this could not be further from my read of the novel at all. Instead, I think the book could not have worked without all of these snapshots of a woman’s body and the creation of a niche for that body in the every day lives of the people of the Old Testament.
This is a powerful book for any woman interested in the historical period of Jacob and Joseph, for any woman interested in interpersonal relationships between women (and how they might have a constant structure in time), for any woman interested in faith - how it can be viewed as intrinsic, irresolute, and increased over the course of a life.
I’m a bit behind the intended reading time for this short, short, short novella (illustrated story), but it finally arrived in my mailbox, and I had so been looking forward to it.
Matchless is a retelling of Hans Christian Anderson’s “The Little Match Girl” with a bit more depth to the story. For those readers a fan of the original tale, readers a fan of one of the masters of re-explorations of known stories, or readers looking for a Christmas tale, this is certainly a good choice. It does need a forewarning that while this might have more depth than the original fable, it certainly does not have the depth and exploration of characters as Maguire’s other works.
While I can’t say that I fell anymore in love with Maguire after reading this piece, I can say that there was enough in the tale to make it worth the 15 minutes I spent reading it. And it was a pleasure to look over the illustrations in the book as well, knowing that they were done by Maguire, helping to shine a light on what he felt were the most important visuals of the story.
Take your time and find a stellar deal on this book if you are going to be paying for it. But it is a nice piece to have in your holiday collection.
Okay, I’ll be honest with you. I don’t really know the biblical story of Elijah. Like, at all. But, I had read and appreciatedThe Alchemist, biblical fiction is right up my alley, even if I don’t know the basis, and I had picked this book up twice now (once on the $2 clearance shelf, and once at Book Bums - a coffee shop/lending library in Olde West Chester), so I figured it was time to read it.
And, wow.
Maybe once a year, I find a book that hits all the right chords of prose. Once every couple of years, I finish a book, close it, and hold it to my chest, hoping a bit more of the seamless goodness will make its way to my heart through osmosis.
No, this is not a book for all audiences, but it is one that I would have trouble NOT recommending to someone. Even if you are not a believer in one higher power (be it a trinity or a solo figure), this is a book that helps to define what it is that makes a human being a great one: the ability to challenge himself and the powers acting in his life; the ability to learn to love and to lose; the ability to set your own goals, even when no success has come your way in quite sometime.
So many have deemed The Alchemist a life-changing novel. This is Coelho’s masterpiece for me… at least of the ones I’ve read so far, and I will certainly be looking to complete my collection.
The Know-It-All was yet another terrific memoir by AJ Jacobs, this time exploring the Encyclopædia Britannica, from A to Z. (And yes, I did learn that the æ symbol is known as a ligature…)
While the book is more about Jacob’s personal life during the year it takes him to read all of the volumes of the reference collection, this memoir can be read as a CliffsNotes version of the encyclopedia. And it is a very entertaining study guide. There were entries that I wanted to dog ear, in order to go learn more about them - such as Sternberg’s theories on intelligence, Ecclesiastes, and Victoria Woodhull (whom I dimly recall was the subject of one of my high school history projects).
I see lead ups to another work by Jacobs, which I loved (perhaps even a bit more than The Know-It-All) - The Year of Living Biblically. He is set to figure out the human aspect of the world, and where each individual has learning opportunities, in both scholastic endeavors and moral endeavors.
I highly recommend this book to anyone who loves to learn, who loves to be reminded of all there is to learn in this world, and who is able to reconcile the fact that they don’t and can’t know everything with the amount of joy a challenge to grow can bring to them.
With the promise that this was a book that CS Lewis loved, I had high hopes for it. While it did not live up to my hopes, it was still an enjoyable book, even with some of the cliché and trite snippets of themes… children should respect their elders, should appreciate life for all of the work that is needed to be able to live it fully, should not be given too much hot air to put in their own heads.
As a modern parent, there are certainly pieces of this book that I could appreciate… such as the need to teach a child that life is not all fun and games, and that respect is earned and not just given… but at the same time, MacDonald implied that children should not be praised for their little accomplishments, and I could not disagree more. In order to teach a child to say “Thank you” I believe that child needs to hear it. In order for a child to learn to apologize, they need to know that adults can own their mistakes as well.
This book would have gotten higher praise from me were it to concentrate more on the magic of the wise old woman and her ways of teaching the two little girls in the story how to lead a better life rather than repeating the lessons nearly verbatim over and over.
A good, fun read, and something that will likely make me look for more MacDonald, but it did not become one of my prized books.
In 2009, I read 47 books that were longer than the ones in Gabriel’s library. (I do not have Dr. Suess, The Bunnies are not in their Bed, any board books, nor their likes in this count.) I had books on my nightstand that would have finished off the goal for me, but I admit it, I gave up to spend time with live people instead of finishing off a goal.
That calculates to a 94% of my goal of 50 (47 books). It’s an A, so I call it a win… especially given that I also worked full time the entire year; raised two healthy - and mostly happy - boys; cooked dinner a good 75% of the nights of the year (I’ll give Kris 4-5%); wrote 31 poems in October; wrote over 50,000 words of a new novel in November;and was completely ready for Christmas before December 24th.
In 2010, I’ll be trying to finish 45 books. Yes, the goal is coming down, but I’m also starting to realize that goals mean very little if I don’t fully appreciate the labor that goes into them.
Hey, I’ve been missing say, all of this month, haven’t I? After I gave all, what, four of you regular readers a glimpse into my writing, and even on a regular basis back in October.
I have an excuse. Really, I do.
I have completed my 4th NaNoWriMo challenge, and while the story is not complete, I did hit 50,148 words this evening. That rewarded me with a nifty little icon that I have put into my twitter and facebook pics.
I am by far happier with this story (as of yet untitled) than I have been with any of the others I have written over the years, to the point where this one may take me searching for a publisher, even if that publisher is myself.
For now though, I deserve a break…. Given that our home computer has come down with a really nasty cold, I am thankful to be able to hand over this piece of desktop rubble to Kris.
I’ll be happy to sign numerous books if it ever gets there. Where’s a NaNoPubMo when I need one? Say, April 2010, after I’ve had a bit of time to drink some wine, unwind my mind a bit more, get some of that Christmas shopping done, write some more and then edit, edit, edit out the wazoo.
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