tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-354034842024-03-12T18:53:56.173-07:00Muse Books ReviewsShort, informal reviews of books (and sometimes other bookish things)Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.comBlogger225125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-42802659721728205352010-10-14T13:28:00.000-07:002010-10-14T14:08:00.272-07:00Second Annual Fall Festival Recipe Exchange: Butternut & Chicken Soup with Orzo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.myfriendamysblog.com/2010/10/2nd-annual-fall-festival-recipe_13.html"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWTLaLNFNXOYk6bBR-lxh9j9G7bEmY8hzml3ntCFMAPBGHvLHziF_AMzdU_uVYd9L0QJ6GUUfgDq4-uDifUkhx7dxoDNRSE-94iKiXiD4FOXm32tIjkYTcZIeVyb2GtvjjHsmRdw/s320/2+fall+festival.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />All right, so yeah, I'm still taking a break from book blogging, but the cooking and baking around here only stops when my stomach and nose can't get along. (That hasn't been a problem since first trimester.)<br /><br />Last year, I posted two recipes for <a href="http://www.myfriendamysblog.com/2010/10/2nd-annual-fall-festival-recipe_13.html">My Friend Amy's fall recipe exchange</a>: <a href="http://musebookreviews.blogspot.com/2009/10/recipe-exchangetwice-baked-sweet.html">Twice Baked Sweet Potatoes</a> and <a href="http://musebookreviews.blogspot.com/2009/11/recipe-exchange-revisited-ravioli-with.html">Cheese Ravioli with Pumpkin Sauce</a>.<br /><br />This year, I've decided to post one of the soups I've most looked forward to since I planted my butternut squash in the spring.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Butternut & Chicken Soup with Orzo<br /></div><br /><ul class="clr"><li class="ingredient"> <span class="ingredient"><span class="amount"><span class="value">1 </span> <span class="type">medium-large</span></span> <span class="name"> butternut squash, peeled & cubed </span> </span> </li><li class="ingredient"> <span class="ingredient"><span class="amount"><span class="value">8 </span> <span class="type">cups</span></span> <span class="name"> water </span> </span> </li><li class="ingredient"> <span class="ingredient"><span class="amount"><span class="value">1-1.5 lb</span> <span class="type"></span></span><span class="name">chicken breast, cubed or shredded </span> </span> </li><li class="ingredient"> <span class="ingredient"><span class="amount"><span class="value">1 </span> <span class="type">tablespoon</span></span> butter<span class="ingredient"><span class="amount"><span class="value"></span><span class="type"></span></span><span class="name"> </span> </span> </span></li><li class="ingredient"> <span class="ingredient"><span class="amount"><span class="value">1 </span> <span class="type">teaspoon</span></span> <span class="name"> garlic, minced </span> </span> </li><li class="ingredient"> <span class="ingredient"><span class="amount"><span class="value">1 </span> <span class="type">teaspoon</span></span> <span class="name"> salt </span> </span> </li><li class="ingredient"> <span class="ingredient"><span class="amount"><span class="value">1 </span> <span class="type">teaspoon</span></span> <span class="name">black pepper </span> </span> </li><li class="ingredient"> <span class="ingredient"><span class="amount"><span class="value">1.5 </span> <span class="type">teaspoon</span></span> <span class="name">cumin </span> </span> </li><li class="ingredient"><span class="ingredient"><span class="amount"><span class="value"></span><span class="type"></span></span><span class="amount"><span class="value">1/2</span> <span class="type">teaspoon</span></span> <span class="name"> minced green chili pepper </span> </span> </li><li class="ingredient"> <span class="ingredient"><span class="amount"><span class="value">1/2</span> <span class="type">cup</span></span> <span class="name"> orzo pasta </span> </span> </li><li class="ingredient"> <span class="ingredient"><span class="amount"><span class="value">1/2-1 </span> <span class="type">cup</span></span> <span class="name"> whipping cream </span> </span> </li><li class="ingredient"> <span class="ingredient"><span class="amount"><span class="value">1/4</span> <span class="type">cup</span></span> <span class="name">fresh cilantro, chopped</span> </span> </li></ul><br /><span class="instructions"> <ol><li><em></em><span>Cook butternut in water till it's soft; optional: drain some (a cup or two) of the water.<br /></span></li><li><em></em><span>Purée using immersion blender or food processor--or just smash up with spoon.<br /></span></li><li><em></em><span>In skillet, melt butter on medium heat. Add garlic, peppers and spices; stir until fragrant. Add chicken cubes and cook with the lid on till done, stirring occasionally.</span></li><li><em></em><span>Add cooked chicken to butternut.</span></li><li><em></em><span>Add uncooked pasta to butternut.</span></li><li><em></em><span>Adjust salt, pepper and water depending on taste and consistency of soup required.</span></li><li><em></em><span>Allow to boil on medium heat until pasta is cooked, stirring occasionally.</span></li><li><em></em><span>Add cream and cilantro; simmer 10-15 minutes before serving.</span></li></ol></span>Just a few notes: This is a very forgiving recipe--very hard to mess up, very easy to adjust to taste. I think that you can roast the butternut instead of cubing and peeling (which is very time consuming), but I haven't tried it (and if you do, don't forget to add water--or chicken broth--to the soup to thin it out a bit). I'll be adding G. Washington's Golden Broth seasoning when I make it this fall; that stuff makes everything taste better. The above is my variation of <a href="http://www.food.com/recipe/butternut-pumpkin-chicken-soup-108470">this soup recipe</a> at food.com.Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-18171154811014189172010-08-28T15:28:00.000-07:002010-08-28T15:32:32.498-07:00Yes, I've been taking an unannounced hiatusI haven't quit my book blog, but I'm up to my eyeballs in stuff (baby planning, traveling, etc.), and so while I have been reading, I haven't been blogging about it. Looking forward to commenting on some other people's <span style="font-style: italic;">Mockingjay</span> posts, though--maybe tomorrow. I think I may have to re-read it before I get around to finally reviewing it here. And the rest of what I've read... eventually.Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-86163768364881632862010-06-30T13:06:00.000-07:002010-06-30T13:06:00.385-07:00Your Best Birth by Ricki Lake & Abby Epstein<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/9780446538145?p_ti"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8A66Qikn6_0VRurz1TlgztUCv0T38IeCwXBcwOexZ0j1aWqWXbXqqXDRmFJDcsxdOfoeJSaEoWsko3O4EbESvdok7KndeOtrS7fEJklrPZCn4MT_cjDE3ChqRzMVXl32yrruy0A/s320/your+best+birth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484207852626343538" border="0" /></a><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/9780446538145?p_ti" target="_blank" title="More info about this book at powells.com (new window)">Your Best Birth</a> is about knowing your birthing options and not feeling pushed around by doctors who often seem to disregard maternity patients' wishes. Or at least, that's what the book says. I don't know what it's like to have a baby in a hospital in the US; I probably never will. But I know my own mom's experience (at least, when she had me) was less than satisfactory, and she's still a little bitter, I think, about the treatment of OB-GYN gave her. If she'd felt there had been other options, she might have tried them.<br /><br />So, here's breaking the news: I am pregnant; I'm at the beginning of my second trimester. And I remember two people singing the praises of this book: Jenn at <a href="http://www.devourerofbooks.com/">Devourer of Books</a>, who had a baby last year, and <a href="http://dooce.com/">Dooce</a>, who also had a baby last year.<br /><br />Now, of all my generation in my family--several cousins, a sister--only one of them hasn't had a C-section. I don't know the particulars about why all of them had C-sections (except my sister--my niece was floating around in her placenta, basically swimming laps, and wouldn't stay heads-down), but I don't want surgery. And I certainly don't want to be pushed into it because of hospital protocols, which is often, apparently, what happens. I am also in love with the idea of a birthing pool, ever since I read on <a href="http://pacingthepanicroom.blogspot.com/">Pacing the Panic Room</a> about <a href="http://pacingthepanicroom.blogspot.com/2009/07/birth-of-tessa-tangerine.html">the birth of Tessa Tangerine</a>. (I started following Pacing the Panic Room because I loved the pictures he was taking of his wife every week of the pregnancy.)<br /><br />My sister says she hates books<span style="font-style: italic;"> </span>like <span style="font-style: italic;">Your Best Birth</span> because their goal is that everyone has a totally natural birth and they make you feel guilty if you want pain meds or if you have a C-section--which is how her prenatal classes made her feel. My response was that, yes, <span style="font-style: italic;">Your Best Birth</span> is really heavy on supporting the decision to have a drug-free labor, home birth, midwives, doulas, and all of that. But mostly, they just don't want you to feel pushed into having a less-than-joyous birth experience you didn't need to have; they want you to have more facts than you're likely to get from hospitals and doctors. They acknowledge that C-sections are sometimes necessary (though there are an alarming number of elective C-sections) and that after 24 hours of labor, you really might need an epidural to keep going. And that's FINE. What you need, you get. But they don't want you to be pushed into having an epidural by the nurses who pop in every half hour or forty-five minutes to ask if you're ready to have an epidural yet, or get jacked full of Pitocin on Tuesday by the doctor who really wants to go away Thursday night to start a long weekend instead of waiting for your labor to start/progress naturally.<br /><br />Also, Lake & Epstein provide lists of questions for doctors, midwives, doulas, etc., as well as a history of widwifery (really interesting) and a general (if a little biased) overview of the birthing industry in the US. They also made a documentary, which I haven't seen but would like to, called <a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.thebusinessofbeingborn.com/">The Business of Being Born</a>.<br /><br />Now, unfortunately, I don't think BC's health care--or the health care from my husband's employer--would pay for a midwife and doula for a home birth. In fact, I am pretty sure there aren't any truly qualified midwives in my town, and to get a midwife to deliver my baby, I'd likely have to go to Vancouver Island. So I think the homebirth in a tub is out.<br /><br />Fortunately, my doctor says that here in BC, they approach pregnancy and labor a little differently, with as few interventions as possible. There are showers and tubs for laboring moms at the hospital and they won't hook me up to an IV--or even put a needle in, in case I need one later--unless it becomes absolutely necessary. And I can feel free to walk, squat, whatever positions I want. I feel much better knowing that.<br /><br />Of course, I have yet to take a look at the maternity ward here. There's only one hospital in town, so I have pretty limited hospital options (again, unless I want to take ferry to Vancouver Island while I'm in labor). But I've heard nothing but good things about its maternity ward, and I find it pretty comforting that most women in town receive their prenatal care from their general practitioners rather than an OB-GYN. There's only one OB-GYN and he's the prenatal care for high risk pregnancies and otherwise, expectant moms only see him for emergency C-sections (though I'm told he's also skilled with forceps and can be called in for that as well). <br /><br />I'm really glad I read this book, because I don't think I would have considered that there are options other than hospitalization to have a baby, or that doctors could have ulterior motives for offering epidurals or kick-starting labor, or that there are so many options even if you choose to go to a hospital. I strongly encourage other pregnant women to read this book--even if you've already had children. It's fascinating.Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-85006190067891479892010-06-21T13:01:00.000-07:002010-06-23T12:16:20.331-07:00The Blue Cotton Gown by Patricia Harman<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/9780807072912?p_ti"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 255px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV-Q9lMcd5s68sDOK8_F6J8fNrhtaDQw0_svq7E9xXfIoxyrl_2FNuSWZPtNFXjQ32NXg74hgSwEpVJr7fsK3Uek7Gazf1PcDcJHFXh1vVVCbIvL40feHq1YTfhbglPi3k4wHpoQ/s320/blue+cotton+gown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484206802419429650" border="0" /></a>Patsy Harman is not an unusual woman. She worries about finances. She gets irritated with her husband's ability to sleep no matter what their current crisis is. She feels the need to listen to her patients and colleagues, and is just as sensitive as any other woman you're likely to meet (even if she doesn't cry as much).<br /><br />What makes Patsy Harman a bit of an anomaly is that she's a midwife in Appalachia, and she and her OB-GYN husband operate their own medical practice, even though they don't deliver babies anymore (obstetric malpractice insurance got ridiculously high). They've had a bit of bad luck with accountants, and Patsy finds it difficult to balance the problems of her patients and friends with those of her own life.<br /><br />One of the early reviewers said that <a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/9780807072912?p_ti" target="_blank" title="More info about this book at powells.com (new window)">The Blue Cotton Gown</a> (a memoir) reads like a novel--and it really does. I didn't want to put it down. I had to know how Patsy was going to handle the accountants, whether she was ever going to get to sleep on her own, whether her teenage patient who lost twins was going to see the light about the loser she was sleeping with--or her friend's daughter, who was having a similar problem in her love life.<br /><br />I cheered her victories and good decisions and commiserated in her frustrations and worries (seriously, how many inept accountants are there?). She introduced me to the business side of medical practice, which I hadn't really considered before. As with all businesses, there's a fine line between solvency and bankruptcy, and the Harmans are walking it. But even the financial worries--they got a letter from a legal firm; are they getting sued? or how do they get the IRS to quit taking the money they no longer owe them?--are nothing like worrying about whether or not you have cancer, whether or not you'll have to have a hysterectomy, whether that kid's overdose was an accident or suicide. And Harman balances them all beautifully in this memoir, with a generous splash of humor and other bits of light-heartedness to keep <span style="font-style: italic;">you</span> from losing sleep over her problems.<br /><br />If there's one thing that didn't quite sit comfortably with me, it's that most of the time, I had no idea this book was taking place in Appalachia, which has its own distinct character. Harman's practice could have been in Idaho or Maine or Texas if it weren't for the occasional references to local geography or the very rare mention of an Appalachian trait of the locals. Maybe it's because Harman isn't from the area, but I think I would've appreciated a little more local color.<br /><br />All in all, highly recommended. I really wish I could remember whose blog I read a review of this book on--whoever you are, thank you!Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-73686660128252767972010-06-18T17:00:00.000-07:002010-06-18T17:00:03.254-07:00Dewey: The Small Town Library Can Who Touched the World by Vicki Myron with Bret Witter<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-NCtG-J77f7GFMsdV8CBC3lgJlJsR0DyazX910K7STefLg_O8wbePAlHJ4JtkdVsfQowe9rqzFDRga88gh8WtO9_W4oXF5U8XnQ-0rpRD0cZObvux7WgBxFxf2vMKQsvvfSFTpg/s1600/dewey.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-NCtG-J77f7GFMsdV8CBC3lgJlJsR0DyazX910K7STefLg_O8wbePAlHJ4JtkdVsfQowe9rqzFDRga88gh8WtO9_W4oXF5U8XnQ-0rpRD0cZObvux7WgBxFxf2vMKQsvvfSFTpg/s320/dewey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484197545020241826" border="0" /></a>I'm a cat person. You must know this by now. I mean, our cat made international news last December (and we're still introduced to new people as "the people who's cat waited at the side of the road for them for two days after their accident in Wyoming--you saw it on the news, right?") and though I think our Wavey is every bit as remarkable as Dewey, I must admit, Dewey's story is pretty amazing. And he is one handsome cat.<br /><br />I cried when I read about Myron taking him out of the book drop after the coldest night of the year, with his paws frostbitten and him so cold there was no heat coming from him. And I cried at a lot of other things in the book too. I, however, skimmed most of the bits about life in Spencer, Iowa (I come from an even smaller town in Ohio and highly doubt life is all that much different there) and rolled my eyes several times at Myron's insistence that Dewey's behavior was unusual for a cat (I often disagreed)--but there is no denying he was a remarkably well-suited cat for a library.<br /><br />I loved the stories of specific library patrons and the statistics of how their patronage increased after Dewey became a fixture there, and the way stories of Dewey spread until people from all over the world were coming to Spencer, Iowa, just to see him. (I would've been one of those people who detoured a road trip to go meet Dewey.)<br /><br />I would give this book to any cat person to read.<br /><br /><br /><object height="385" width="480"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0jGpvvLmwbs&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0jGpvvLmwbs&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"></embed></object>Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-85998449953982569742010-06-08T12:04:00.000-07:002010-06-18T12:25:16.980-07:00Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (HP #7, re-read)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.galleysmith.com/2009/07/22/harry-potter-reading-challenge/"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 143px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv9no1rMtVww-wdlLm64zIoDneUylSIBFklySwdUqjwkiNusFESJk05Jb_mVRMoYBaT97gBlV1gVCRynGUu2DTuZMP7ZY0oMNTY_paM7rteTBZvqJd6VjTphTcm3GsGcKuT_x4HA/s320/hprclogo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484192254154579282" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">*MAJOR SPOILERS AHEAD*<br />Do not read this if you haven't read<br />or have forgotten a lot of what<br />happened in <span style="font-style: italic;">Harry Potter</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">and the Deathly Hallows</span>.<br /><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgEAkxgjPmff71FTyw6MNC1W96V6Aigetxn6osJuj0j6MujcDWYDL_AcbeizjaE8sLqZcM8vlVGffrWndvmtdccds2cUsNRk9nTwKTIfv7hVTagmqk-aCFyVGfrqD8iDU9gBZwMw/s1600/harry+potter+%237"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 245px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgEAkxgjPmff71FTyw6MNC1W96V6Aigetxn6osJuj0j6MujcDWYDL_AcbeizjaE8sLqZcM8vlVGffrWndvmtdccds2cUsNRk9nTwKTIfv7hVTagmqk-aCFyVGfrqD8iDU9gBZwMw/s320/harry+potter+%237" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484192133408524194" border="0" /></a>When the rest of my family reached the end of this book after its release in 2007, they all immediately read it again. I didn't, so I've only read <span style="font-style: italic;">The Deathly Hallows</span> once prior to the Harry Potter Reading Challenge, and I'd forgotten a <span style="font-style: italic;">lot</span>. What I did remember: leaving the Durselys'; the loss of Hedwig; some scandal around Dumbledore; breaking into Gringott's; Neville and the Sword of Gryffindor; the result of the final battle between Harry and Voldemort and why it happened like that.<br /><br />But I forgot so many of the details that it was almost like reading <span style="font-style: italic;">The Deathly Hallows</span> again for the first time. Almost. I forgot the role Kreacher played. I forgot what happened to Dobby. I forgot that Delores Umbridge reappears; what's waiting for them at Godric's Hollow; how they get the sword of Gryffindor; and The Tale of the Three Brothers. How I forgot that last one, I don't know. I forgot that Harry is a kind of horcrux himself, even though when I finished reading #6 all those years ago (before the release of #7), I had a theory that he was. <br /><br />And I kinda want to read it again. Right now. (But I promised my husband I wouldn't. Apparently, I get really wrapped up in Harry Potter world.) Maybe next time I undertake re-reading the whole series (probably reading it aloud with kids), I'll have forgotten most of this again. I'm hoping so, anyway.<br /><br /><br />This reading challenge was a most satisfying experience. Thanks, <a href="http://www.galleysmith.com/">Galleysmith</a>!Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-23029186731833117842010-05-25T20:45:00.000-07:002010-05-25T21:00:07.379-07:00Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (HP #6, re-read)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.galleysmith.com/2009/07/22/harry-potter-reading-challenge/"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 143px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivYkW6LVifKGO02UFxQWx5yhdem9OUBjfUkw3CYDOGPgAW4-jKyFspBCuoFZr2I2enprdZRZ_C4wjqgbr0rt8Hnm2m0nma6_Mu2Zp-LPi1o88tQK0XxoA4N38ixfcYeNXJfYo34A/s320/hprclogo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475420201514611650" border="0" /></a><br />***I do not regret including spoilers; if you haven't read it yet--WHY NOT?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhub_IDF1uY9fd6gZuNCUiJHDXhZG92t9XpOrJw3sp2Cj9yRXNN1oxBM7I-1itGfXPkKxjhfw_mLqXrnJxQPUmdy1GYfT_HNQ9VJtEI19HZ7yCb7Ig88YtrMtY52ALYQfjfcGIQJw/s1600/harry+potter+%236.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhub_IDF1uY9fd6gZuNCUiJHDXhZG92t9XpOrJw3sp2Cj9yRXNN1oxBM7I-1itGfXPkKxjhfw_mLqXrnJxQPUmdy1GYfT_HNQ9VJtEI19HZ7yCb7Ig88YtrMtY52ALYQfjfcGIQJw/s320/harry+potter+%236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475420301193740498" border="0" /></a><blockquote>"I enjoyed the meetings, too," said Luna serenly. "It was like having friends."<br /></blockquote><br />I, too, wish they'd continued the DA. It was just so much fun, and I would've felt more confident when they're battling Death Eaters at the end if they'd continued on with the DA.<br /><br />So, Slughorn creeps me out, but I love how Harry uses Aragog to get the memory out of him. (I also forgot that he continues to teach at Hogwarts in book #7, which I'm currently almost through.)<br /><br />I totally forgot where the "Prince" of the Half-Blood Prince came from, so that was a small surprise all over again. I wish we'd learned more about Dumbledore in this one, even though I know we learn a ton in the final book, it still doesn't seem like enough.<br /><br />I love how Snape prevents Harry's performing the Unforgiveable Curses in the end; that was when I suspected that he hadn't really gone back to the Death Eaters in the first reading. And I love that Draco can't do the task he's been assigned. He's a complete git, but at least he couldn't kill Dumbledore.<br /><br />And I cried harder, I think, this time than either of the previous two readings. Seriously, through about 30 pages, I had to keep tissues on hand to keep from getting pages wet.Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-50839713347476204722010-05-22T08:07:00.000-07:002010-05-22T08:07:00.686-07:00Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (HP#5, re-read)<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.galleysmith.com/2009/07/22/harry-potter-reading-challenge/"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 143px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVY-JRVU9_IClaWK574kqG_eYywiQPPrkGWcX2J03X4aKM77QIfXAftTuuQ8ekdYmt4OcieIOUENVayrLhyphenhyphenVLKb7kd0bNTfmlA_au4qCUddlQiC5b7KLiWHeyzX0kligisK8TfbQ/s320/hprclogo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473988147910708642" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Do I need to mention that this contains spoilers? (Haven't you read Harry Potter yet?)<br /><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVwW4US13Ekievvko4Z3IUEET8XkyNQCA0WywpVPyjs6ofssC6HQG7NS0ejfscoCkFie15r7RiUr6BWAyQHfrgMiUO3W9lsmPmk5uCBouFTylDetCtBE4zPo8CUVlEkQ25-07JTg/s1600/harry+potter+%235.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 282px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVwW4US13Ekievvko4Z3IUEET8XkyNQCA0WywpVPyjs6ofssC6HQG7NS0ejfscoCkFie15r7RiUr6BWAyQHfrgMiUO3W9lsmPmk5uCBouFTylDetCtBE4zPo8CUVlEkQ25-07JTg/s320/harry+potter+%235.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473987880135172258" border="0" /></a>I like <span style="font-style: italic;">The Order of the Phoenix </span>a lot more now than I did the first time I read it; it definitely lacks the levity of the preceding books, but even knowing that going in didn't prepare me for how serious this book is. Now, a few reads later, I appreciate the plot development, the preparation of the readers for the sixth and seventh books.<br /><br />Delores Umbridge has always been hard for me to read; she's a wretched character and though she gets what's coming to her, knowing that in advance doesn't make it much easier to read everything she does during Harry's fifth year at Hogwarts. (And she reminds me of a character or two from my own teaching days.)<br /><br />But I love the D.A. It's my favorite part of the book, the scenes in which Harry's teaching his schoolmates makes me so happy, and I wish there had been more D.A. scenes.<br /><br />And somehow, I can never quite picture all the weird things in the Department of Mysteries in the battle scene at the end. It's a huge, monumental scene and I always feel that I'm not quite picturing it as huge as it needs to be. But I'm getting there. Maybe a couple more reads will let me feel that I've paid the scene its due diligence. Am I the only one who feels that way?<br /><br />I don't cry when Sirius dies, but I do when Harry finds that two-way mirror in his trunk afterward. I forgot about that mirror, and boy, I lost it. And I lost it again when Dumbledore, after explaining a million other things, says to Harry, "'You may, perhaps, wonder why I never chose you as a prefect? I must confess . . . that I rather thought . . . you had enough responsibility to be going on with.'" (And Dumbledore's crying.)<br /><br />All right--what parts made you cry?Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-31627573934699163502010-05-21T15:16:00.000-07:002010-05-21T15:39:02.402-07:00Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (HP#4, re-read)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.galleysmith.com/2009/07/22/harry-potter-reading-challenge/"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 143px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJausypU5rY5KkC47VztMyPGNFylMNzZAde9LfrV-CxhcK8_tmSkp2QxG1oTx3OK38aCjG49Q0ThHJDGZ5937qsXlHhlq77fNmKlCgbqKeqbBi_btSSxOQchXdGC7ZMHAhg0oFRw/s320/hprclogo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473853695677118818" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC31MBNhRIXY9hNGYwfwqAB-VTgu88NPXe3RsdVKf_E0RDiQtP9vY46Q_bKtvKR5HX16xaBVtNBE4WSpt4Je2GweZJgn_IPFg4MztnOvZR7J3vAWiddySh2ZGdjJtBqJ5HCL6Kbw/s1600/harry+potter+%234.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC31MBNhRIXY9hNGYwfwqAB-VTgu88NPXe3RsdVKf_E0RDiQtP9vY46Q_bKtvKR5HX16xaBVtNBE4WSpt4Je2GweZJgn_IPFg4MztnOvZR7J3vAWiddySh2ZGdjJtBqJ5HCL6Kbw/s320/harry+potter+%234.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473851039356879586" border="0" /></a>I must confess: I've already read #4, #5 & #6 without blogging about any of them, which makes writing about them as though I've just read them rather difficult. (Well, I just finished #6, so that one should be pretty easy.)<br /><br />However, <span style="font-style: italic;">The Goblet of Fire</span> was pretty familiar to me; I've probably read it half a dozen times before, so not a lot jumped out at me or surprised me, except the mention of a few names that would become important in future books--like The Lovegoods. (When the Weasleys & company show up for the Quidditch World Cup, Mr. Weasley is told that the Lovegoods had arrived a week in advance.)<br /><br />Every time I read this book, when I get the part where Harry's name comes out of the Goblet, I remember my first reaction--I was so excited (and, somehow, surprised), that I slammed the book shut and yipped. That's right--I yipped.<br /><br />And can I just say that I really expected that, after my first reading(s) of <span style="font-style: italic;">The Goblet of Fire</span>, Krum would be a more important character in the rest of the series than he turned out to be? (I really expected to see a lot more of Krum than Fleur.) I'm still rather disappointed that he didn't.<br /><br />What about you--were there characters you expected to have a bigger role in the series than they turned out to have?Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-71758986032149846042010-05-20T14:50:00.000-07:002010-05-20T14:52:41.433-07:00Might I suggest you breeze over to this site?<a href="http://halseanderson.livejournal.com/294164.html">A teen from Oregon has written an original song and made a music video based on Laurie Halse Anderson's book <span style="font-style: italic;">Chains</span>.</a><br /><br />I love this kind of bookish enthusiasm.Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-59543678403973396022010-05-10T22:07:00.000-07:002010-05-10T22:23:49.437-07:00Essay Contest--for kids!Anyone familiar with The Magic Tree House? If you know or have kids in the ages 7-12 bracket, you might want to look into this essay contest. Open to US & Canada residents. Winner receives a $5000 tree house from <a href="http://www.kidscrookedhouse.com/Playhouses.aspx">Kids Crooked House</a> (and must have a place to put it). Deadline: October 31, 2010.<br /><br />The essay question: Jack and Annie travel through space and time in the Magic Tree House to complete the missions for Merlin or Morgan. Write about an adventure you would like to have in the Magic Tree House. Where would you go and what would you do?<br /><br />Rules and Forms can be downloaded at the <a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/kids/magictreehouse/contest.html">Magic Tree House Passport to Adventure</a> page (PDF reader required).<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I found out about this contest from <a href="http://wellreadchild.blogspot.com/2010/04/press-release-essay-contest.html">The Well-Read Child</a>, which posted the full press release from Random House.</span>Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-78572198960201095632010-05-10T11:20:00.000-07:002010-05-10T11:36:49.737-07:00Unforgettable: Into the Dream by William Sleator<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.powells.com/partner/33342/biblio/9780141308142?p_ti"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 184px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbKYFjF3cHFMvkyYM66XRbWa7Y1uw7n-lwqzn_vW1tnvSjjHo30YHFw0Ja4-M6sxcgAZX4yAujqJZVJRRpA1oOKJ6aiFTnuiD0jUJecT2roPuOKN-7p1o4_P_zr19rHoTF9FpNhw/s320/into+the+dream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469708869192482738" border="0" /></a>I read <a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.powells.com/partner/33342/biblio/9780141308142?p_ti" title="More info about this book at powells.com" rel="powells-9780141308142">Into the Dream</a> three or four times when I was in 5th-7th grade. Loved it. But for the life of me, I could never remember the title, even then. The cover I remember was different, too--it had a Ferris wheel in the background, and there's a <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/1468496.Into_the_Dream">picture of it on GoodReads</a>, but it's tiny. Anyway, maybe now that I've learned the title (again) and posted it here, I'll be able to remember it.<br /><br />Premise of the story: Two friends discover they're having the same dream about a little boy in danger and, on the understanding that it's not just a dream, feel compelled to help him. And somehow, there's a psychic dog involved. I only remember bits and pieces, but I don't think I'd want to reread it as an adult because I'm pretty sure that as an adult reader, I'd be a little disappointed.<br /><br />Nonetheless, I'm excited to have re-discovered the title and would recommend this book heartily to kids in grades 4-6. (I think I read it for reading class in 7th grade, but it was way below reading level then.)Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-30656014912048013412010-05-03T11:26:00.000-07:002010-05-03T11:37:30.261-07:00I'd give up Ben & Jerry's in favor of thisI have a few distinct categories in my Google Reader--book blogs, foodie sites, design sites. I know my blog's very basic and not at all pretty, but I have dreams of making a fantastic one sometime soon. (But then, I read most blogs through the reader and seldom visit the sites, so I don't see their designs, and it becomes less important. Still, I'd like to design my own. Soon.)<br /><br />But my design folder also includes interior decorating ideas, DIY projects, and packaging designs ('cause I love product packaging).<br /><br />One of the packaging blogs I follow is <a href="http://www.thedieline.com/">The Dieline</a>, which recently featured this student project:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkKklSFVqyXvtXoMd_tJggiTOVsJf3jTQy-GoPvtKEhesqM_hlBY7ID6bS8nhOxhUQthG6Vh-dirQ_r2MSZLxSbbRTKyXb5dNMzPaOzlAbXCz05b3YakTWobiWmYSGh0AzMsmrVw/s1600/R&J+ice+cream.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkKklSFVqyXvtXoMd_tJggiTOVsJf3jTQy-GoPvtKEhesqM_hlBY7ID6bS8nhOxhUQthG6Vh-dirQ_r2MSZLxSbbRTKyXb5dNMzPaOzlAbXCz05b3YakTWobiWmYSGh0AzMsmrVw/s320/R&J+ice+cream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467113570816075970" border="0" /></a>There's a whole line of <a href="http://www.thedieline.com/blog/2010/05/student-spotlight-optical-brightening-1.html">literary ice cream packaging</a>. And if it were a real brand, I imagine it'd be the only ice cream in my freezer.Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-44831690377305610782010-04-22T23:26:00.000-07:002010-04-22T23:29:55.078-07:00This is just to say...I pre-ordered my copy of <span style="font-style: italic;">Mockingjay</span> today. Now, I just need to make sure I get my copy of <span style="font-style: italic;">The Hunger Games</span> back so I can re-read the first two before August 24.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD7mQIrx3zZrPOEmBhj008jBT8OQo2PqC8-NyMVcZKsaUKunWAswpQ-_ik_gtI2qfBFoQn-fdWHTfhfZ2dKBIHb6R_UnHBiX_m8qvYaS_1U5mpp1u-yDe9P68Ba6DES4FaPfjA1g/s1600/mockingjay.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD7mQIrx3zZrPOEmBhj008jBT8OQo2PqC8-NyMVcZKsaUKunWAswpQ-_ik_gtI2qfBFoQn-fdWHTfhfZ2dKBIHb6R_UnHBiX_m8qvYaS_1U5mpp1u-yDe9P68Ba6DES4FaPfjA1g/s320/mockingjay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463216015023116530" border="0" /></a>Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-64949450707793978262010-04-20T23:09:00.000-07:002010-04-20T23:36:07.923-07:00Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (HP#3, re-read)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.galleysmith.com/2009/07/22/harry-potter-reading-challenge/"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 143px;" src="http://www.galleysmith.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/hprclogo.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKtyE7MquVwqdU9UvFMESsjUAjaQOC9uxke0STDAwaPWxPDsrobWhHOJujIS20CQVEzqqZAxLEEdDknmtvbBc_EW0gjf4zAG_gDIb1DKZcY26cEt45CdW6x652l6EYHRnyJ8_bXA/s1600/hp3.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 204px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKtyE7MquVwqdU9UvFMESsjUAjaQOC9uxke0STDAwaPWxPDsrobWhHOJujIS20CQVEzqqZAxLEEdDknmtvbBc_EW0gjf4zAG_gDIb1DKZcY26cEt45CdW6x652l6EYHRnyJ8_bXA/s320/hp3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462474841929252194" border="0" /></a>I can't say I had any new revelations while I was re-reading HP#3. Again, I noticed that I remember the series of events in the movie better than the book's, but I like (of course) the book better. I wish we'd seen more of Lupin's classes. Knowing what comes next, I have a few character qualms, but re-reading #4 might resolve those. And (SPOILER AHEAD!) I'm getting a bit misty whenever Hedwig gives Harry an affectionate nip. I really like Hedwig, and I hate knowing her fate. I try not to think about it, but going LA LA LA LA while I'm reading doesn't exactly help.<br /><br />But thinking about Hedwig brings me to a bit of a tangent. Every year at Thanksgiving, to kick of the Christmas season, my hometown of Pemberville, Ohio, has a festival of trees, and every year the theme changes. About five years ago, the theme was books, and my mom and sister immediately claimed Harry Potter.<br /><br />And it was a rockin' tree. They made a lot of the ornaments and they borrowed my snowy owl to put underneath it, along with a bunch of HP-related things like magical-looking books, a broomstick and potion bottles, and the whole series (however many had been published at the time).* And of course, people come in to see the trees and vote for favorites, and there was one kid who was super excited about the Harry Potter tree. He told me he was voting for it because he wanted to win it because of that snowy owl underneath the tree. He really wanted that owl. My owl. My Hedwig.<br /><br />I explained to the kid that the trees people vote on don't go home with "winners"--the ornaments and everything underneath the trees belong to the people who designed them and they were just sharing with the town for a while. It didn't occur to me at the time that he didn't need to be disillusioned--he'd probably just have assumed later that he hadn't won--that it was kind of mean of me to wreck his hope.<br /><br />But it probably doesn't matter. I don't think he believed me.<br /><br />I asked my mom to keep an eye on my owl anyway, just in case.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">*I'll post pictures if I can get Mom to send me a few.</span>Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-81237712395182870362010-04-11T05:04:00.000-07:002010-04-11T05:04:00.156-07:00Unforgettable: Southern Ladies & Gentlemen by Florence King<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.powells.com/partner/33342/biblio/0312099150?p_isbn"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 186px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAYK7qNyIW6bZA-_Z7tRhsjQAr_fPE1ng9EQeh8A9U8AxdSLeDTRMRz-xKPIfUzVDhYAx3Bfip_zMXWFi3hsmwJPiFM1RQO1-U9O1trdpxjVXFQEZArRPil1SF4kW0bGDXgF_v_A/s320/southern+ladies+%26+gentlemen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458293308936671314" border="0" /></a>I was breezing through my Google Reader today to prepare for the onslaught of the reading marathon posts I expect this weekend. (I'm not participating because my garden beckons, but I hope everyone else has fun!) Anyway, I came across a post at Bluestalking titled "<a href="http://bluestalking.typepad.com/the_bluestalking_reader/2010/04/good-writing-vs-bad-southern-and-otherwise.html">Good writing vs. bad, southern and otherwise.</a>" Any mention of Southern writing makes me think of <a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.powells.com/partner/33342/biblio/0312099150?p_isbn" title="" rel="powells">Southern Ladies & Gentlemen</a>. I know I've recommended it to several of you for challenges that have you reading Southern books, but it's really a book that anyone who's ever read <span style="font-style: italic;">Gone with the Wind</span> or <span style="font-style: italic;">To Kill a Mockingbird</span> or any of the other classic Southern books (or plays) should read.<br /><br />King presents a study of Southern culture which is not only fun to read, but just about everything in it is applicable to any truly Southern story. It's a mix of essays (pop culture/sociology/history/etc.) that turns into something that suddenly makes Southern texts a lot more interesting and/or understandable and/or shed a new light on a story.<br /><br />This is the first reading assignment I had for my Southern Women Writers class in grad school, and I am so glad Dr. Dukes had us read this. Enlightening and hilarious and highly recommended.Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-54193470196090661092010-04-07T00:13:00.002-07:002010-04-09T16:40:25.293-07:00Hamlet & Ophelia by John Marsden<a href="http://www.powells.com/partner/33342/biblio/9780763644512%20?p_isbn"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 204px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIwo_QfzUIY11fFtVYWvZRoR6MKPp-0tkAfoC8Ill8MbX-x1BtsSzBTsK9D_Khq7YzlY3B0E4W57e5AVxGID84pSyagPf6Iog_UgJaYZ4G8YO4G3gicCIW1IdyZ-_L-7r7sYM74A/s320/hamlet+and+ophelia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457290895353604338" border="0" /></a>After reading <a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.powells.com/partner/33342/biblio/9780763644512%20?p_isbn" title="" rel="powells">Hamlet and Ophelia</a> (which is titled just <span style="font-style: italic;">Hamlet</span> in the US), I'm still not certain whether Hamlet loved Ophelia or whether he actually went mad or just pretended to. And I still don't have a really clear idea of Ophelia as a character. Since these matters have been the subject of academic debates since forever, I'm of two minds whether it means that Marsden did a really good job, and whether this modern narrative version's ambiguities are more frustrating than the play's.<br /><br />Aside from some anachronisms, mostly character habits and language (example: one of the characters mentions hormones, which is a 20th century word), very little of this book doesn't come directly from the play. The former teacher in me was finding ways to incorporate it into a Hamlet unit, which would probably work well for a lower-level lit classes. The re-adaption lacks quite a bit of the wit of the original play (though some scenes incorporate it well--like the cemetery scene. "Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him well."). Mostly, I really like the idea of the debates that could stem from the interpretations Marsden makes in contrast to how others read the play. Like Ophelia.<br /><br />Ophelia's presence is a mystery. Supposedly she's a possible love interest for Hamlet, so Marsden takes a few liberties in trying to flesh out her character, but I found that to be even more confusing. He paints her as a little unbalanced from the beginning, which I don't recall any hint of in the play (but it has been a few years since I read it), and she lusts wildly after Hamlet, though she is mostly discreet about it. I've personally tended to infer from the play that Ophelia and Hamlet had a sexual relationship before his father's death, but in Marsden's interpretation, it's all lust. Descriptive lust.<br /><br />I wonder how anyone who's never experienced the play before would feel about this book. Loving the play, I'm not totally crazy about it, but I certainly think it has its merits.<br />One perk is that I'm totally in the mood to go re-read the play.<br /><br />I would without hesitation recommend it to high school lit teachers and it definitely belongs in high school libraries everywhere (<a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF&msa=0&msid=117551670433142326244.000482bb91ce51be5802b">assuming your local school library is still operational</a>), though you can expect a few challenges from parents who take exception to Ophelia's allowing her fingers in close proximity to her thighs while she thinks about Hamlet.Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-77393877061198681002010-03-31T13:37:00.000-07:002010-03-31T13:50:12.286-07:00Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets (HP #2, reread)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.galleysmith.com/2009/07/22/harry-potter-reading-challenge/"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 143px;" src="http://www.galleysmith.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/hprclogo.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivtAdJ31OJhwSqcnMZUlngmKRX3FmWUqmSlqBw5zrsBMkowsnU43QR7GpGA7vLhJAcl5sLR2HCc5UAdQ5n9jGWDzyAC36LewgVIdowHk_k685U4sZW1oYQqLR7i6wdJQT3xlT9_A/s1600/harry+potter+%232.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 247px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivtAdJ31OJhwSqcnMZUlngmKRX3FmWUqmSlqBw5zrsBMkowsnU43QR7GpGA7vLhJAcl5sLR2HCc5UAdQ5n9jGWDzyAC36LewgVIdowHk_k685U4sZW1oYQqLR7i6wdJQT3xlT9_A/s320/harry+potter+%232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454900841434378050" border="0" /></a>I've reread HP#2 several times, and at this point, I assume that you all have too. If you haven't read it (and WHY not?!), beware forthcoming spoilers.<br /><br />I love that Ginny joins the ranks of Hogwarts students and that though she doesn't pop up very often in the course of the book--till the end, of course--she develops a very distinct presence in the bigger picture. And who can't sympathize with a crush that huge? I look forward to seeing more of her character in the next books; I don't remember much about Ginny's role between this and the last couple books, except that she's present and that I think we'd notice if she weren't making regular appearances in the story.<br /><br />Has anyone else found themselves rereading #2 and a little voice in the back of your mind screams, "Horcrux!"??? I'd almost forgotten that word.Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-50676628862464399032010-03-31T13:13:00.000-07:002010-03-31T13:50:46.420-07:00Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone (HP #1, reread)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.galleysmith.com/2009/07/22/harry-potter-reading-challenge/"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 143px;" src="http://www.galleysmith.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/hprclogo.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3t6hMPB8tSgs9ZsDxfa14sxoQX6rk0R8L8NX5iHICxCHnPgtYSKms5YrQ57TEETnDJCJkZxDmuK5UZ0TUSSWWAFRVig5J_x7IBFHmNKD4Qiqy5u52scRBZkvMesTfJlAxUfoeHA/s1600/harry+potter+%231"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 249px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3t6hMPB8tSgs9ZsDxfa14sxoQX6rk0R8L8NX5iHICxCHnPgtYSKms5YrQ57TEETnDJCJkZxDmuK5UZ0TUSSWWAFRVig5J_x7IBFHmNKD4Qiqy5u52scRBZkvMesTfJlAxUfoeHA/s320/harry+potter+%231" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454895062367165762" border="0" /></a>I've re-read Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone probably more than any of the others. Mostly this stemmed from an intent to reread the whole series before the next book came out, but sometimes it was just because. That might not seem strange to you, but frankly, this book is my least favorite of the whole series.<br /><br />I'm looking forward to seeing, as I reread the rest of the series, how Rowling's writing improved, matured. I'm also remembering my first reactions to the movies, and I'm a little ashamed to say that I was surprised that I'd forgotten how different events actually happened in the book. Like the Devil's Snare after they get past Fluffy. I totally forgot how that all went down.<br /><br />And more than ever, now that I'm rereading the series, I love (and want) these <a href="http://www.contrariwise.org/2009/07/15/harry-potter-week-day-7/">Harry Potter tattoos</a>.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.contrariwise.org/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/IMG_0413-450x337.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://www.contrariwise.org/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/IMG_0413-450x337.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.contrariwise.org/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/IMG_0412-450x337.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://www.contrariwise.org/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/IMG_0412-450x337.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-91923472546920827512010-03-27T16:45:00.000-07:002010-03-27T17:05:27.558-07:00Interesting tidbit for Lisa Snelling and/or Peter S. Beagle fans<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=380218120994&ssPageName=ADME:B:FSEL:US:1123"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 187px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxQLqGv-gRKi_riEC2k0NjRyyMO1tvx4ho6Hhyphenhyphen-YjTIwpAiwtC4PWyGs_BcFiPx72ZIr-9UMZHr2S5u4aAcyWN9-lgfh4CVIibB0hab60Vk93k4TzVIrr34cwfVWfNGDyb-wbBig/s187/Strange+Roads.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Amongst Lisa Snelling's Ebay listings is <a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=380218120994&ssPageName=ADME:B:FSEL:US:1123">a chapbook by Peter S. Beagle (art by Snelling)</a>. Fans of Beagle and/or Snelling will want to check it out (if they haven't already).<br /><br />Listed at $15 + $7 (UPS) shipping to Canada or $3.50 (USPS) to the US.Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-70887320336710876302010-03-20T00:33:00.000-07:002010-03-23T21:06:54.535-07:00Tender Morsels by Margo Lanagan<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.powells.com/partner/33342/biblio/9780375843051%20?p_isbn"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 233px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmkjWZ-ph1B50KvtOkXMKttj6a0VftnsXG_zQnlpF3t4wtDdrfEuWegFV-_jk2tsDHHD9-GOJap7kHFPlvAhe64sLAa53EhRrcWjMbRWJ4Tm2e5x1apuKX6HVkJAMNi4lXx6Da6w/s400/tender+morsels+new+cover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><blockquote>"You are pure-hearted, Branza, and lovely, and you have never done a moment's wrong. But you are a living creature, born to make a real life, however it cracks your heart."</blockquote><br /><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.powells.com/partner/33342/biblio/9780375843051%20?p_isbn" title="" rel="powells">Tender Morsels</a> is one of those books that makes you breathe, "Wow. . ." every now and then while you flip a page.<br /><br />Liga is a young woman who finds herself in horrible situations which lead to her getting pregnant. The book opens with a miscarriage, which she doesn't identify as such because her father keeps her in sight and uneducated. (Yes, you probably just figured out horrible situation #1.) After the second horrible incident, she is desperate to escape the totally cruel world she has become subject to the whims of, and her escape turns out to be another world. She enters her own dreamscape, her heart's desire, which is as simple as a safe place to raise her daughters and to feel unthreatened by anyone or anything.<br /><br />Liga and her daughters Branza and Urdda would have spent their whole lives in that haven, untouched by the true world, if a mud-wife (a witch) in Liga's hometown hadn't decided to fiddle with things and try to send a cruel little man to his own dream-space. Her meddling interferes with the boundaries (and internal clocks) of the two places and strange Bears find themselves in Liga's world, as well as the little man, both possibly posing threats to Liga's family. Eventually, Liga finds herself compelled to return to the cruel world of her youth with her girls.<br /><br />Lanagan employs a folksy dialect for her characters--some of them say "babby" for "baby" and "leddy" for "lady," for example--which manages to add to the richness of both the characters and setting instead of being distracting to the reader. (In fact, it took me a while to catch on to what "leddy" meant--I was reading it as something like "goody" or "goodwife" for the first half of the book. It worked.)<br /><br />Lanagan also plays, mostly successfully, with point of view. When the story is following any of the males, they are allowed to tell their own story in first person point of view, which is a little confusing at first when the reader realizes that the "I" isn't necessarily the same person the last "I" was, but once that becomes obvious, the narrators are easy enough to keep track of. When the story is following Liga, Branza or Urdda, however, the narrator is omniscient, which mostly serves to provide a little bit of distance between Liga and the reader; the narrator gets to choose how detailed Liga's story is. (Readers will be just fine with certain parts of Liga's story being glossed over or summarily mentioned after the fact.)<br /><br />Highly recommended for anyone (grade 8 & older) who has ever appreciated the darker side of fairy tales. If you liked <a href="http://musebookreviews.blogspot.com/2008/09/deerskin-by-robin-mckinley.html"><span style="font-style: italic;">Deerskin</span></a> by Robin McKinley, you'll want to read this.<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />I purchased <span style="font-style: italic;">Tender Morsels</span> at Powells in Portland, Oregon. It's going to become part of my mostly-permanent collection.</span>Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-66440974503679140762010-03-12T13:33:00.000-08:002010-03-12T14:14:40.769-08:00Angelology by Danielle Trussoni<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.powells.com/partner/33342/biblio/9780670021475%20?p_isbn"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 177px;" src="http://www.penguin.com.au/jpg-large/9780718155599.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>I finished reading <a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.powells.com/partner/33342/biblio/9780670021475%20?p_isbn" title="" rel="powells">Angelology</a><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span>with a distinct impression that Trussoni would like to be the next Dan Brown. And you know <a href="http://musebookreviews.blogspot.com/2007/08/da-vinci-code-by-dan-brown.html">how I felt about <span style="font-style: italic;">The Davinci Code</span></a>.<br /><br />Despite my misgivings from early on (starting with the patronizing marketing letter), I did read the book cover to cover, and I enjoyed many bits of the story. However, overall, I felt the plot and characters were still very rough around the edges and that the manuscript could have used a few more thorough revisions. The puerile naming of the characters--Evangeline, Angelina, Seraphina, Celestine--was over the top and like Dan Brown, Trussoni has a tendency to spell things out for readers just in case they missed it the light veiling of facts the first two or three times.<br /><br />What troubles me most has to do with Evangeline, who lacks depth and credibility. We are told she had an amazing relationship with her father, but it wasn't shown. She's unconvincing as a young woman in general, but I also can't buy that she's a nun. She lacks a certain conviction, which may have been sacrificed (if it existed in the first place) in trying to make this book appeal to a more secular audience.<br /><br />Last, I was completely disappointed by the ending, which was too abrupt and resolved nothing (a sequel seems inevitable, but I won't be reading it), and seemed in direct opposition to the characterization of Evangeline and Verlaine (the academic romantic interest) up to that point.<br /><br />I admire all the work that Trussoni must have done to piece such a promising premise together, but in the end <span style="font-style: italic;">Angelology</span> falls far short of its potential.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">This ARC was won in a contest through RandomHouse.ca. And yes, I was drawn to this book because of its wonderful cover.</span>Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-83581255926635830152010-03-08T20:48:00.000-08:002010-03-08T22:19:28.739-08:00Live from Portland, Oregon: A frustrating week. . .So I should be done with <span style="font-style: italic;">Angelology</span> by now, but I'm only about 2/3 of the way through it. My husband and I are down in the US after buying a new VW Westfalia in Chico, California, last week. Yes, we bought it last week and WE'RE STILL HERE.<br /><br />We spent four days keeping our new van in the driveway of a Vanagon-list friend in Chico while he and my wonderfully patient husband worked on fixing the issues with the van. We'd expected needing to make one or two fixes--hoses needing to be replaced, etc.--but when one was fixed, another cropped up. We'd pre-ordered some hoses and other bits in anticipation of needing to fix them right away or along the way, but we had to go in search of other things or find machinists to fix broken but practically irreplaceable parts. It's actually been a pretty educational experience.<br /><br />After we finally left Chico, we discovered another problem--air in the coolant hose. Every 15-30 minutes, the engine would start to overheat and we'd have to stop and try to bleed the air out. We had this problem after we replaced the engine in our old van (I miss that van ever so much), but it cleared itself up after driving through a particularly hilly town. No such luck with this; no matter how much air we bled, somehow it managed to suck up more. In a start-and-stop manner, we made our way to Medford, Oregon, where another Vanagon-list friend lives; this guy is one of the go-to guys when van owners encounter a problem with their vehicles. After working on the problem in his yard for a few hours, they took it for a test run and declared it ready to continue homeward.<br /><br />While they were tinkering and tweaking, I sat in the car, reading and playing poker on Facebook and petting the cat whenever she felt like she needed some cuddling. I was asked to get food from a local Mexican restaurant, but my GPS device led me astray and to a restaurant by the same name in the next town north. And then, although I knew the GPS was wrong on the way back and managed to recognize the exit I did need, I couldn't find my way back to the yard where they had expected me with food quite a bit earlier. And there was a root beer explosion on the way--and you know root beer spilled all over a front seat (endangering a borrowed laptop, our CD player, our Fountainhead discs, and drenching the last of my clean clothes) did not help me to stay calm and patient.<br /><br />I looked forward to a night at an area hotel I had enjoyed before, The Rogue Regency Inn. Whenever we pass through the area, we at least stop to grab a bite in the restaurant. We were concerned a couple years ago that recent roadwork that made the hotel difficult to get to would force its closure, because we knew they were struggling. In fact, last week on our way down to pick up the new van, we'd stopped and enjoyed a night in one of their rooms, which now supply cute spa-style robes.<br /><br />But when I asked for a room, I was told that we could not have our cat with us. The hotel has a policy against cats. I pointed out that it wasn't a problem the week before, and they said that it was a fluke that we'd been allowed to have the cat with us. I returned to the vehicles (I was driving the car we'd driven down from Canada) and promptly burst into tears.<br /><br />We decided instead to try the nearby (well, technically--the strange roadways made it harder to get to) Quality Inn, and from now on, that is where we'll be staying when we pass through Medford. It was as nice as the Rogue Regency Inn (albeit without the robes) and managed to cost less, even with the pet fee, plus it provided a free breakfast with some of <a href="http://www.yamiyogurt.com/">the best yogurt I've ever had</a>. And it's less complicated to get to when you get off the highway. Bonus: I was able to wash some of my sticky clothes in the guest laundry facility.<br /><br />So things were looking up when we managed to drive the next morning for a while before the engine overheated. And after a few more stops, about 200 miles south of Portland, there was suddenly a lot more steam pouring out the back of the van. Coolant hose busted. We called for a tow (I love AAA--or as we have in British Columbia, BCAA) and made it the rest of the way to Portland, where we parked both the van and the car at the Rodeway we'd booked while waiting for the tow truck, and the next morning when my beloved husband was replacing the coolant hose, he found a problem with the head gasket, which, as I understand it, shouldn't have been a problem at all considering that the engine was rebuilt a couple years ago and has less than 1000 miles on it. So we had it hauled to a local Westy repair shop that was highly recommended by our knowledgeable Westy-driving friends, and the verdict came in today: the engine is fried. And it sounds to me as though it was a sloppy rebuild job to begin with.<br /><br />So we've rented a truck and tomorrow we're driving down to Sacramento to get another engine from another highly respected Westfalia repair place and we're bringing it back. It's going to be a long day. Sound crazy to go get it ourselves? Well, to ship it same-day would cost $1500. The rental is less than $400. Besides, we'd just be driving around Portland, which though fun would also be inevitably expensive. And it will take the shop three days to install the new-to-us engine, so we'll have at least a couple more days here.<br /><br />And of course the obvious perk of being kinda stuck in Portland for a few days? I know some people here we might have dinner with. And Powell's. We were there today. $300 later, we have 27 more books for our shelves and a new calendar for my mother-in-law. Amongst the books we bought for me:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.powells.com/cgi-bin/images.cgi?isbn=9780545055857&p=1"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 178px;" src="http://www.powells.com/cgi-bin/images.cgi?isbn=9780545055857&p=1" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://content-1.powells.com/cover?isbn=9780064407441"> <img style="cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 172px;" src="http://content-1.powells.com/cover?isbn=9780064407441" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://content-8.powells.com/cover?isbn=9780064407458"> <img style="cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 169px;" src="http://content-8.powells.com/cover?isbn=9780064407458" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://content-7.powells.com/cover?isbn=9781600610707"> <img style="cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 168px;" src="http://content-7.powells.com/cover?isbn=9781600610707" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://content-7.powells.com/cover?isbn=9780375848117"> <img style="cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 180px;" src="http://content-7.powells.com/cover?isbn=9780375848117" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://content-2.powells.com/cover?isbn=9780812975482"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 185px;" src="http://content-2.powells.com/cover?isbn=9780812975482" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://content-0.powells.com/cover?isbn=9780802141170"> <img style="cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 180px;" src="http://content-0.powells.com/cover?isbn=9780802141170" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.powells.com/cgi-bin/images.cgi?isbn=9781416905868&p=1"> <img style="cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 180px;" src="http://www.powells.com/cgi-bin/images.cgi?isbn=9781416905868&p=1" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I guess I'll have something to read while we wait.Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-32257303443328952122010-02-24T22:32:00.000-08:002010-02-26T11:56:50.501-08:00The Wives of Henry Oades by Johanna Moran<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.powells.com/partner/33342/biblio/9780345510952%20?p_isbn"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 206px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0LFXGZyR-FlK5_9U3EhF_RSU9Yq8cXgn8i88EcrpUsDqcbQoN_CReuy86_jnCdyeiSiFvJnWLSOqMe0481LaQSkYmfEc-nCL4A5ByHudsVQ-KxVNE33T2_1Ak5-fipzWEwPv6qQ/s320/Wives+of+Henry+Oades.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442065710918096306" border="0" /></a>Johanna Moran's father brought home an abstract he found in a law journal about a man in the early 1900's who was tried three times for bigamy, and Moran has spun the details of the abstract into a fast-paced novel that's very hard to put down.<br /><br />Really, <a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.powells.com/partner/33342/biblio/9780345510952%20?p_isbn" title="" rel="powells">The Wives of Henry Oades</a> is a strange, heart-wrenching tale (though if there were laws and precedents, maybe it wasn't so very strange at the time) about a man whose family is kidnapped by the Maori of New Zealand and he's compelled to presume them dead, so he moves to San Francisco and slowly starts a new life--which eventually includes a new wife. Except that his family isn't dead, just captive, and when the escape, they come to find him.<br /><br />You can imagine the circumstances of his being charged with bigamy. In Moran's telling, Henry is a dairy farmer and when his first wife and their children show up, the self-righteous Bible-thumpers in town take up arms. And though I know of zealots of the time who would have persisted in their persecution of Henry and his wives with the same fervor with which they preached temperance, after all was said and done with the story, I did feel that something was missing. Henry was too likeable.<br /><br />When I explained the premise of the story and the not-one-but-three bigamy charges and ensuing harassment of and threats against the family, he said, "Who do you suppose he pissed off?" Which totally makes sense to me--it's hard to believe that kind of relentlessness being pitched against the kind soul Moran describes.<br /><br />I really enjoyed this book, but in the end it feels a bit sugar-coated. Things just couldn't have been that simple, and I wouldn't have minded a more complex book that detailed more of the setting and gave perhaps a less rosy presentation of the characters.<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />Many thanks to HarperCollins for this ARC.</span>Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35403484.post-26282036335389138372010-02-21T14:54:00.000-08:002010-02-21T16:54:38.356-08:00The Cellist of Sarajevo by Steven Galloway<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.powells.com/partner/33342/biblio/9781594483653?p_ti"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 226px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7k-bd4c4hWVojNHJXh6yCfZYCscAUmyLG1W9gbhiabbSJMbmriWlwxXduBf5DiYKPXiaJpCh7daNo2050PEPA_QuqItyu-gl1igvGItrYR7K1LwhyphenhyphengqHEztdvTL5uZVX7W7RgGw/s320/cellistsarajevo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440838714497329634" border="0" /></a><blockquote>A weapon does not decide whether or not to kill. A weapon is a manifestation of a decision that has already been made.</blockquote><br />You'd think <span style="font-style: italic;"><a href="http://www.powells.com/partner/33342/biblio/9781594483653?p_ti" title="More info about this book at powells.com" rel="powells-9781594483653">The Cellist of Sarajevo</a></span>, being set during the siege of the city back in the 1990's, would be a hard book to enjoy, but it's really not. The pages of the story pass easily into a few hours and the war setting is bearable because it's creating the characters, who are so easy to care about, so easy to empathize with.<br /><br />One day a shell kills 22 people who were waiting in line to, they hoped, buy bread. The cellist from the Sarajevo Symphony was practicing by his apartment window and saw neighbors and friends killed, and determined that he would play in the crater the explosion made one day for each of the people killed.<br /><br />This, of course, makes him a target for the forces holding the city, and so the city's defenders position a sniper of their own to protect him from the snipers their attackers would certainly send. Arrow is a young woman who is practically a legend in besieged Sarajevo. She questions, constantly, her motives for killing the enemy; one of her biggest fears is becoming like them.<br /><br />But the story also follows a man fetching water for his family and his neighbor; he makes this dangerous trek every four or five days. And there is also a man who works in a bakery; he's one o the few men still employed in the city. He sent his wife and son to safety in Italy before escape was impossible.<br /><br />I see why this book has received so much acclaim. Galloway takes great care to make readers feel as if they are there, describing the sections of Sarajevo and positions of buildings and bridges and frequented roads but managing not to overwhelm readers with the unfamiliarity of the place or irrelevant details .<br /><br />Though in Galloway's afterword, he says that he "compressed three years into under a month" in his book, it didn't feel that way. Rather, it felt like was a few snapshots of sometime in the middle of the siege. Nothing about the beginning and end of the book indicate that the beginning or end of the siege is represented.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The Cellist of Sarajevo</span> explores, above all, the identities of its characters. Are they victims? To what extent do their choices re-create who they are in this new, besieged city that no longer resembles the city they once loved? And to whom does it matter?<br /><br />Highly recommended.Jenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07832420356107544084noreply@blogger.com2