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Some Good Books – Winter, 2019 Edition

I’ve been busy and am quite behind on posting these book recs but here is the latest batch. There are a lot of wonderful books here, plenty of great stories and masterful writing to keep you warm this winter. Some are even extraordinarily good. Dig in and enjoy.

The Overstory, by Richard Powers    ©©©

61kUJty1grL._SX328_BO1,204,203,200_It is not an exaggeration to say that this book left me gasping. Short-listed for the Man Booker Prize, it had my vote to win but did not. It is hauntingly gorgeous, poetic, despairing but somehow also hopeful. It’s a long read so get ready for the ride but it is completely worth it. Through a series of seemingly disparate stories, Powers weaves a web of interconnectedness between humans and trees. Trees are the real characters here – you’ll never read so much description of trees and be as entranced as you will be in the pages of this eco-novel. There is both metaphoric and literal terror and love shot through the pages of this ambitious, soaring novel. Powers has written a kind of prophetic warning about the long-term and irreparable damage the human race is doing to the earth through the experiences and struggles of a vast array of different human beings. The contrasts he makes between the low-level details of transitory human life and the grandness of the trees of the forest that stretch back in time are masterful and breathtaking. Waste no time – go read this book.

From a Low and Quiet Sea, by Donal Ryan    ©©

414+2llnLeL._SY346_Ryan writes about three different lonely men in Ireland, each one struggling with who he is, the choices he has made, and the impact of those choices on the people he loves. Longlisted for the Man Booker Prize, this quietly powerful novel connects all three men in a surprising denouement that manages to not descend into sentimentality but rather provides a fitting conclusion to the three stories.  The three stories depict different kind of qualities, values, and personalities, not to mention generations, but together form a kind of disquisition on the performance of masculinity and the societal expectations that both afford men power but also limit who they can be. But all of that aside, the writing is taut and beautiful, and the characters, each one grounded in his own time and place and personal history, are memorable.

The Mars Room, by Rachel Kushner    ©©

51+t+lCvurL._SX331_BO1,204,203,200_It took a while to get into the groove of this complicated, tenacious novel, another Man Booker shortlist title, but I got there. Essentially the story of a woman on death row, the story unfolds through multiple charismatic narrators, each of whom has her or his own story to share. It is both deeply empathetic of each of the narrators, no matter what they did to get into the situation that brought them to prison, and unsparing in its detail about the reality of women prisoners.  Each one is a fully realized human, with needs and desires and a history. The main narrator, Romy, a single mom, former stripper, and in jail for murdering a stalker, is particularly sympathetic, an example of how misogyny often punishes women for men’s bad behavior.

The Mermaid and Mrs. Hancock by Imogen Hermes Gowar    ©©©

91PEOvjlH9LThis book, shortlisted for the Baileys Women’s Prize for Fiction, is a cross between a satisfying slice of historical fiction and a delicious fairy tale confection. The details of proper mercantile life in late 18th century London contrast with the life of high class prostitutes seeking security and respectability, all of which is shot through with a golden thread of fantasy when a mermaid appears. The descriptions are rich and luscious, from the interior of homes to the array of mouth-watering sweets to the party decor. This novel deals with big themes like desire and sexuality, and our hunger for wonder and curiosity, but it also draws complex, believable characters who move the story along in sometimes tragic, sometimes heroic, and often unexpected ways. A delight from start to finish.

Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine, by Gail Honeyman    ©©

51xwbH9NxcL._SX330_BO1,204,203,200_I’ll admit it — this one took a while but it did eventually grow on me. At first I thought it was too affected and sort of facile, almost mean. But so many people recommended it to me so I kept going, and about halfway through I fell under its spell. Eleanor Oliphant is an unusual protagonist, a rather unlikable main character. But as the book gathered steam she became more sympathetic, and the story became funnier, albeit in a caustic, almost sarcastic way. The mystery of her origins is revealed slowly and surprisingly, and as it did she became more likable and more understandable until I realized, with surprise, that I was rooting for her. Her struggle to come to terms with her past and create an authentic life for herself is deeply moving, and I felt really bad about being so critical at first. This book is definitely worth a read, despite how long it took me to get into it.

Waking Lions, by Ayelet Gundar-Goshen ©©

51Fip-2-gHL._SX331_BO1,204,203,200_Where to start with this book? This was a hard one — a deeply raw, painful story packed with so much that feels familiar, known, and hard to deal with. The landscape, both literally and figuratively, of this story is the desert, that vast liminal placed of wilderness. Specifically, it takes place in  southern Israel, in and around Beersheva. Driving home one late night from a shift at the hospital, a Jewish doctor hits and kills a man. He drives away, but his actions were witnessed by an African refugee woman. Soon he is under the control of this woman, living a secret life separate from that of his policewoman wife and their children. Though some elements of this story are specific to Israel and deals with its issues about identity, belonging, place, power, and the details of Israel’s African refugee issue, in many ways this is a universal novel of immigration, the having or not having of agency, and what it means to be “an illegal” anywhere. The translation feels uneven at times, but this is a powerful and important book.

Warlight by Michael Ondaatje    ©©

41hW+nDBJ7L._SX360_BO1,204,203,200_In this beguiling tale of memory, secrets, deception, and love, Ondaatje builds a story out of murky details and hidden identities. In post-war London, two teenagers are left more or less on their own when their parents take off, ostensibly because of their father’s job. Some shadowy adults are ostensibly left to care for them but they are mostly left to their own devices, or so they believe. They experience a different kind of life than they otherwise would have, one that includes an eccentric group of adults revolving through their living room, late night canal trips, smuggling greyhounds and perhaps other items as well, adventures in forests, and romantic interludes in empty houses.  The whereabouts of their parents is a mystery that slowly unravels as the book progresses and the main character, Nathaniel, grows up. Without giving anything away, he comes to learn who his mother really was, and what her role was both during the war and in its aftermath. The book advances quietly, revealing small pieces at a time and introducing a fascinating cast of characters as it conjures up Nathaniel and his sister Rachel’s experience both during the time their mother is away and then upon her return, as well as their mother’s secret life without them.

Rating System

©©© – Amazing Book, dazzling, outstanding, blew me away

©© – Great Book, deeply satisfying, loved it

© – Good Book, but I wanted it to be even better

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Good Books, Fall 2014 Edition Part 1

In the last few years I’ve tried to read through the Man Booker Shortlist before the winner is announced. This year I managed to read four out of the six of the shortlisted titles – not bad given the timing – and one longlisted title as well.  Turns out that one of the four I read was the winner so that worked out well. The titles below are from the Man Booker lists.

Now that the days are getting shorter and the nights are colder, it’s time to get in bed with a good book  or better, a bunch of good books.  Here are some very worthwhile recommendations.

17905709-1The Narrow Road to the Deep North by Richard Flanagan

This is probably not a book I would have chosen to read, had it not been on the Man Booker shortlist. It would have been a loss to miss this one. The easy way to describe this book is to say that it’s about the experience of an Australian doctor as a POW during World War II, held captive by the Japanese in what was then Siam, forced to work on building a railroad. But the book is much more than that. It is really about a full life of a man, a life shaped in large part by the POW experience but also shaped by the love of a woman he meets as a young man, by a love of books and words, and by a lifelong sense of yearning. It is about how history is both experienced and retold, and about death and loss and the striving for connection, and about what gets remembered and what forgotten after the horror of war is in the past. Though the main focus is on one man, the sweep of this novel is enormous. Flanagan masterfully blends the arc a single man’s life with that of world history. When I heard that this was the title that won this year’s Man Booker Prize, I was not surprised.

The Lives of Others, Neel Mukherjee

23216120The Lives of Others, Neel MukherjeeIt was hard to read this without comparing it to one of last year’s Man Booker shortlist titles, The Lowland by Jumpa Lahiri. Both novels deal with political and social unrest in India and the resultant unraveling of families.   The novels are very different otherwise, and yet the ghost of Lowland loomed over my reading of The Lives of Others, which suffered by comparison. That said, this is a rich feast of a novel. One of the wonderful aspects of this novel is the role of the house in which the Ghosh family lives. The house is a full character in this already full (and sometimes confusingly so) tale of a family in a downward spiral of wealth and its accompanying status. Several generations live within the house, though their physical proximity does not mean that they share experiences and outlooks. As the story progresses, the house, once solid, protective, and admired, becomes shabby and perilous. As the world changes around it, the fissures in the Ghosh family are exposed to the light, and the consequences are shattering.

To Rise Again as a Decent Hour by Joshua Ferris

18453074Where to begin with this strange book? It was funny, odd, annoying, and in the end, surprisingly satisfying. The protaginist of this Philip Roth-like novel is a somewhat anti-social dentist named Paul O’Rourke who is at odds with the world most of the time. Though devoted to the art of dentistry and seemingly good at what he does professionally, he doesn’t quite get the art of social interaction, especially with women. He has an obsession with Judaism yet always manages to say exactly the wrong thing. The interactions with his office staff are at times amusing, but also annoyingly, even if intentionally so, misogynistic. The story centers around some skillful identity theft in which Paul is stalked by a cleverly weird and oppressed group that tries to convince him that he is one of them – a group based on the idea of being doubters. The texts that are used in developing the history of this group are very well done and sound almost just right as Biblical text, and yet clearly aren’t – that aspect alone made it a worthwhile read, as does the unfolding of the history of this group and Paul’s connection to it.

The Blazing World by Siri Hustvedt

18143974Though this was a longlist title and therefore not part of my self-propelled assignment, it sounded too compelling to pass up. Though at times somewhat convoluted, this is an astounding feat of concept and imagination. Hustvedt’s character is an artist whose more famous husband, a gallery owner and art collector with an interesting private life, has died. Feeling that her identity as an artist had not been taken seriously by a world that recognized her as a “wife of” and “mother of,” she buys a building in Red Hook, Brooklyn, and sets out to devote herself to art. Her nurturing instincts cause her to take in some strays even as she tries to intentionally be more selfish and focus on her own art. She comes up with the concept of choosing a series of three male artists who will be her “masks” in the art world, presenting her work as theirs in a grand experiment to see how her work is received if thought of as created by a man. One of the remarkable things about this novel is the creation by Hustvedt of a whole imaginary body of work by the main character – work that feels wholly real and visible, and extremely female. The telling of this tale unfolds in a series of narratives from different perspectives, as well as newspaper articles, journal essays, and interviews. Hustvedt herself plays a cameo role, being mentioned in one of the essays. The gentle lampooning of over-inflated art world egos, theory, and language is employed to wonderful effect. The Blazing World raises many important questions about women, art-making, fame, disappointment, anger, and love that stayed with me long after I finished this powerful novel.

PS: Over the summer, I reviewed a few novels, and among them was another of the Man Booker shortlist titles, We Are All Completely Beside Ourselves by Karen Joy Fowler.

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Good Books Part 3: Five Out of Six from the Man Booker Shortlist

IMG_0752Some people run marathons, other people read (almost) the whole Man Booker shortlist in two weeks.  I’m in the latter category.

A friend posed a challenge – read the whole Man Booker Shortlist before the winner was announced.  It sounded like my kind of challenge, so I immediately signed up and downloaded the books.  Well, five out of the six, that is.  The sixth book wasn’t available until the day the winner was announced.  I raced through the 5 that were available. Here are some thoughts about the five that I did read, in the order I read them.  All of these titles are highly recommended, with the exception of one that I readily admit must be a problem with me and not the book.

By the way, the elusive sixth book won the prize.  I still haven’t read it, but I’ll write about it once I do.

With thanks to Shoshana Marchand for the inspiration.  And let me know if you want to be in on the challenge next year.

Harvest, by Jim Crace 

41nlAAZ9-hL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA278_PIkin4,BottomRight,-67,22_AA300_SH20_OU01_This allegorical novel about the pastoral English countryside on the brink of change felt like a jewel-box – small but exquisitely crafted, self-contained but beautiful.  Within an extremely condensed time frame, a community is forced to transition as one economy gives way to another.  As a result the community turns on itself and self-destructs.   The beauty of this slow-moving but nuanced novel is in the finely drawn detail in which every corner of the landscape is distinctive, every plant tells a story, and every seemingly small turn of events portends major plot developments.

 We Need New Names, by NoViolet Bulawayo

51aG+9qTrHL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA278_PIkin4,BottomRight,-65,22_AA300_SH20_OU01_Reading this was a bit of a roller coaster at first, disorienting with lots of fast ups and downs.  It took a while to get attached, but then I got completely sucked in.  The author is from Zimbabwe, where the novel is set.  It tells the story of Darling, who is ten years old at the start.  She and her friends live in a difficult reality, desperately poor in a war-torn country.  Half way through, she manages to achieve her dream of getting out and making to America, where she lives with her aunt and enters teenagehood.  While it may be true that Darling and her friends could indeed use new names, what they really need is a new reality.  Their safety and stability has been taken away by a reality of powerlessness, violence, and illness.  And yet when she arrives in America, she is an outsider, an observer in a world that is not fully hers.  This is a novel about that outsider experience of being an immigrant, expressing what it is to be an outsider at home, where your daily life is at risk, and to be at home as an outsider, where the risks are of a different sort.  Home and safety are always out of reach, and complete integration is not possible.  Not only names, but all of language, is a hybrid that doesn’t properly work and yet is jerry-rigged to fit, because what other choice is there but to try to make it work?

The Lowland, by Jhumpa Lahiri

4140jroMYiL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA278_PIkin4,BottomRight,-62,22_AA300_SH20_OU01_This novel of deep beauty and grace, also shortlisted for the National Book Award, explores the ripple effects of time, place, and events in the world across lives and generations. Here too, as in Harvest above, there are gorgeous descriptions of place and landscape, both in India and in Rhode Island.  This the story of a family, beginning with two brothers in India in the 1960’s.  Though closely intertwined as boys, as they become young adults one gets caught up in the politics of protest and change, while the other chooses the life of academia and moves to the United States.  The themes of self and other, and of forgiveness and anger, run through this tale of these two brothers, whose lives are inexorably bound together despite their different trajectories and fates.

The Testament of Mary, by Colm Toibin

418tC-unmRL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA278_PIkin4,BottomRight,-64,22_AA300_SH20_OU01_I wanted to like this one, I really did.  I wanted this to be a sort of modern midrash on Mary. I wanted a new perspective on Mary, I wanted to connect to her story and understand it better.  That didn’t happen.  The writing kept her at a distance; it was as if we were invited to look at her through a screen. Jesus was depicted as a naïve young man, almost like someone on the spectrum who didn’t understand how to really connect with people or what was happening around him.  The writing felt strained and flat, and I didn’t gain new insights.  I realize it must be me – after all, this book was written by a master novelist and was nominated for the Man Booker Prize.  I really wanted to like this one…

A Tale for the Time Being, by Ruth Ozeki

51tYd7sTayL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA278_PIkin4,BottomRight,-64,22_AA300_SH20_OU01_This odd novel veered between a sort of semi-documentary style and a kind of magic realism.  Reading it, I often felt off-balance.  There are three main characters – Nao, a 16 year old Japanese girl writing in a diary, Ruth, a Japanese American novelist living on a remote Island in the Northwestern United States who finds the diary washed up on a beach in a Hello Kitty lunchbox, and time itself, which zigzags through the tale in sometimes unexpected but always powerful ways.  There are other wonderful characters as well, including Nao’s great-grandmother the feminist Buddhist monk, her long dead great uncle the Kamikaze pilot, Ruth’s eccentric husband, and other inhabitants of Ruth’s isolated island.  There is a playful quality to this novel as it explores time, and also the relationship between reader and writer, chronicler and audience.  Yet many of the other themes in the novel are deadly serious as well – bullying, loss, suicide, faith, war, violence, climate change.  It’s a lot to take on, but Ozeki does a masterful job weaving all of this together sumptuously and elegantly.

 

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