Showing posts with label gone with the wind. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gone with the wind. Show all posts

Monday, June 6, 2016

#83 - "The Death of the Heart" by Elizabeth Bowen

This is the second book in the "Death Trilogy" that features on this list; the others being A Death in the Family, and Death Comes for the Archbishop. I guess the novelization of Death to Smoochy just didn't make the cut.

I didn't know anything about this book when I started reading it, but shouldn't have been surprised that I enjoyed it. First off, it's on this list, and I've enjoyed most of the books on this list. Secondly, it's set in inter-war Europe, and I don't think there has been an inter-war European book I haven't enjoyed (remember, Gravity's Rainbow was during the war).

Monday, May 4, 2015

Siam Scarlett

I can't believe I forgot to mention this last week, but while in Thailand, I had a run-in with one of the list books. It wasn't until we were going through our photos last night that I remembered...

As I've mentioned many times before, I always enjoying perusing a bookshelf. It could be in somebody's home, at a hotel, in a library, or in a bookstore; it doesn't really matter, I just like walking my eyes over the spines of books. I suppose the fun is that you might come across something unique or something you've never heard of, and it just might take your reading in a new direction.

After having spent over five years reading through this list, I'm still little amazed how often I come across these titles. Of course it shouldn't really come as any surprise, after all they are 100 "all-time novels."

Thursday, January 29, 2015

Beaten myself into all the colours of the rainbow;

As I make my way through #78, Wide Sargasso Sea, I can't help think ahead to the next book, which I plan to be Gravity's Rainbow by Thomas Pynchon. I'm not sure where my fears originated, but I think I've had them for as long as I've been reading through this list.

My first mention of these fears on this blog was on October 1, 2010, when I admitted I was intimidated by the book's 750+ pages. I've since read several books that were 750 pages, and some quite a few more, so I don't think that really turns me off anymore. Unless, of course, it's 750 pages of something I'm not enjoying (see The Recognitions). It could turn into a disaster if I'm not enjoying it.

It was soon after that post, that I first started to think I might not enjoy the book, when I heard from a couple of people, who I would describe as 'advanced readers,' that it was complicated and difficult to follow/understand. One person said they had to keep notes just to avoid getting lost. While I often make notes while reading, it isn't because I can't follow the book; frankly I don't think a book should require that much effort.

Thursday, January 22, 2015

#77 - "The Golden Notebook" by Doris Lessing

What can I say about #77, The Golden Notebook? It took me nearly three months to read it, and at times I'm not even sure what I read. It's a long, complicated, and often very frustrating book. It is often described as a "feminist novel," but I wouldn't say that at all. In fact, I'm not even sure what that's supposed to mean. I would describe it is an emotional novel, exploring the deep, personal thoughts of its protagonist. I'd also say that despite moments of brilliance, I don't think I really enjoyed reading it.

Anna Wulf, a writer, records her life in four coloured notebooks, black, blue, red, and yellow, each dealing with a different part of her life. Mixed in with this, is a narrative of her real life, which helps provide some context to the diary-style of her notebooks.
The black notebook records her time in Africa before and during World War II, which led to her writing a successful novel; the royalties from which, she lives off of, and supports her daughter from a failed marriage. The blue notebook records her emotional dreams, and more often, her emotional failures and breakdown. In the red book, she chronicles her dabbling with the Communist party, while the yellow notebook deals with her struggles to write a second novel while suffering through writer's block.

Thursday, December 4, 2014

A Big Ol' Pile of Books

This past Friday marked the 5th anniversary of my first book review on this blog about The Spy Who Came in From the Cold. It's hard to believe it's already been five years, as it really doesn't seem that long ago that I decided to embark on this mission.

For the longest time, I had expected to be finished after five years. In fact there was a time I thought I'd be done in four! Now that I'm older and wiser, I figure I might be done in a year and half, and that two more years is probably more realistic. I've read 76 books from the list in those five years, which is more than one a month. I've also read about 170 non-list books in that time. I guess if I had stuck to only list books, I would have been done quite some time ago, but I also might have succumb to madness. Really, I don't think my pace has been that bad when put into perspective, and 76 books really is a lot of books. 

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

Anniversary Covers

My love of book covers, and talking about book covers is no secret. But what may be less known, is my distaste for 'Anniversary' covers. Most recently, I read the "75th Anniversary Edition" of Their Eyes Were Watching God. It really felt special to be reading such a special edition of the book. I can't imagine how much less I would have got out of it had I read the 2012 edition.

Now I understand why publishers do this, obviously it's to sell more copies. And I'd be wrong if I said it didn't work. Unfortunately, people are suckers for this kind of thing and publishers know it.

I've never actually heard somebody say they love picking up anniversary covers however, which is probably because people don't usually announce why they're buying a specific copy of a book, but I can imagine the thought process in their heads. I can't believe it's already been 10 years since Boba Fett: A New Threat came out! I should get this anniversary copy to commemorate the year this was re-released."

Monday, April 28, 2014

What is Your Title?

I'm a little over halfway through Native Son right now, and it's fantastic. Right now, it would be in my top five books from the list. But while I've been reading it, I keep finding myself thinking back to my last book, Their Eyes Were Watching God. What I keep thinking back to though, is on line I read, on the 160th of 193 pages; specifically, the line "They seemed to be staring at the dark, but their eyes were watching God."

Whenever I read the title of a book, in the book, I can't help but think of the "Family Guy" episode where Peter says he "usually only gets this excited when they say the title of the movie, in the movie." We then see Peter watching "Clear and Present Danger," "As Good as it Gets," and "Superman IV: The Quest for Peace." I must admit it does excite me in some small way as well.

Reading the title of the book in the book this time, started me thinking of what other books from the list have had this happen. However, unlike references to other books on the list, I haven't been keeping track of every instance, so I'm forced to go by memory.

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

#70 - "American Pastoral" by Philip Roth

It's amazing how my reading pace can change from book to book. After a rather grueling time reading Possession, American Pastoral flew by. That's the difference in a book I really, really enjoyed versus one that was so-so, I guess. Philip Roth's second book from the list, and another Pulitzer Prize winner, was simply a great book.

Seymour Levov, known as "The Swede" to his classmates in high school, is the stereotypical big-man-on-campus. To those around him, he has it all; good looking, star football, baseball, and basketball player, and wealthy. His good fortune only continues as he graduates to adulthood, when he serves in the Marines at the tail end of World War II, inherits his father's successful glove business, and marries Miss New Jersey.

Monday, November 25, 2013

Of that and all the progress, more or less,

I keep spreadsheets on pretty much everything. I really do; airports I've flown to, states and provinces I've visited/flown into/driven in. And it occurred to me, looking at my spreadsheet I use to track my reading of this list, that perhaps it isn't all my fault I've been reading a little slower these past couple of years; this year in particular.

I say this, because I noticed today, the following chart:

Year                      Pages Read            Books               Average Pages/Book
2009                         911                         3                            303.67
2010                        7,503                     23                            325.22
2011                        7,233                     22                            328.77
2012                        4,904                     13                            377.23
2013                        3,606                       7                            515.14


Well obviously I've been reading longer books this year and to a lesser extent, in 2012. Of course that doesn't change the fact that I have indeed read fewer pages this year, but it does give me a reason for why I've read so few books this year.

Of course it isn't just that the more pages a book has, the longer it takes to read; that's obvious. But what I find is that the longer a book is, the slower my reading pace. A 250 page books usually takes about 7 days to read, but a 500 page book usually takes about 25 days. Thousand-pagers, 60+ days. I think the sheer size of some books often makes it feel as if you aren't making any progress, which can be quite deflating. This leads to my reading other (read: non-list), less intimidating books.

How much I'm enjoying a book doesn't seem to play a very big role in how fast I read something. The Sot-Weed Factor, at some 800 pages, still took me seven weeks to read, and I loved it from start to finish. Same goes for Gone With the Wind. But, that's also the case for Infinite Jest, which I despised.

On the flip side, Mrs. Dalloway (212 pages) didn't really take any longer to read than Lucky Jim (242 pages).

But again, these are just excuses as to why I haven't read more. Bottom line is, I need to be flipping more pages. My concern is that maybe the reason the books have become longer and longer is that I've left a lot of longer ones until the end, instead of distributing them more evenly amongst all 100 reads. That could be a problem.


Tuesday, December 4, 2012

At Christmas I no more desire a rose


  
The Sot-Weed Factor.  This a good gift for a couple of reasons.  First off, you don't have to worry about anybody having read it already. Secondly, it's a very well written book that is able to combine slapstick comedy and literary wit. I also don't see this one being offensive to anybody like Lolita or Tropic of Cancer might. The downsides are that it is 756 pages (which intimidates a lot of people), it is obscure (people tend to prefer books they've heard of), and it's hard to find in a book store. This one is for your book loving friend (the one who reads real books, not James Patterson).





Lucky Jim. Kingsley Amis' first novel is funny, entertaining and accessible.  Plus at only 265 pages, it fits into the inside pocket of most jackets. This is a book I find appeals to both men and women, and is easy for almost any reader to get into. It's perfect for your office gift exchange.








Gone with the Wind.  It's well known I love this book, so I'm always quick to recommend it.  However, as a gift, it isn't for everybody. Because of it's size and age, many are turned off, plus they've already seen the movie and feel they don't need to read it. But, it's great for middle aged women, who remember reading it as a girl (and loving it). Don't know what to get your Mom?  Try this one. You can also pick up a replica first edition, which I think looks quite handsome on any bookshelf.






The Corrections. Like Lucky Jim, this one appeals to a very broad audience; men and women, young and old.  Plus, unlike the previous three, it is much newer. The book itself is well written, features great characters, and it's funny and depressing without going too far in either direction. People also like that Jonathan Franzen badmouthed Oprah's book club when it was a candidate.  Good for any friend or relative (except children or illiterate co-workers).





I, Claudius.  This is a good gift for men, especially men who tend to read only James Patterson, Clive Cussler and Tom Clancy.  Unlike those three, Robert Graves writes literature. It's also quite historically accurate and I find most men appreciate "historical fiction" more than just fiction.  Plus it is really entertaining, with back stabbing, gossip, murder, sex and politics. Who wouldn't love this book!? You could also pick up the beloved 12-disc 1976 BBC mini-series as a companion gift.







For the real literary nerd of course, any title from the list would do, so how about picking up a first edition? Check out the Manhattan Rare Book Company, but check you bank account before you click "Buy."  These also make great gifts for you favorite book blogger...


Later this week, I'll take a look at non-fiction as well as books not on the list!

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Books of a Feather, Flock Together








Friday, March 9, 2012

#51 - 'All the King's Men' by Robert Penn Warren

Two years ago today, I returned All the King's Men to the library, without having read it.  That would be the first time I did so, but not the last; and I have since returned 32 books from this list without having read them.  In fact, it wasn't even the last time I borrowed this particular book from the library and returned it without reading it.  I have taken All the King's Men out four times.  It wasn't as if I was ever avoiding it, quite the contrary.  It just always seemed to slip through the cracks for one reason or another.  But no more!  Number 51 is finished, the fourth Pulitzer-prize winner from the list, and the second who's movie also won Best Picture (the other being Gone With the Wind).

I previously wrote this book was about Huey Long, or at least the Huey Long-esque character of Willie Stark, Governor of Louisiana.  And while he's obviously an integral part of the story, All the King's Men is a character study of four individuals, each flawed in their own way, with the polarizing Governor Stark binding them together, while at the same time, driving them apart.

Willie Stark is a smart, but uneducated man, who climbs his way from the poorest of farms to the Governor's seat, on a campaign of hard-work, honesty and integrity.  A populist candidate if ever there was one, representing the opposite of the other candidates, as somebody any citizen could identify with.  Of course we quickly learn that while Stark is full of good intentions, wanting to build highways and provide his state with free, universal (gasp!) health care, he isn't exactly the model citizen he portrays to the world.  Stark uses a combination of blackmail, intimidation, and corruption to achieve his goals and retain his grip on power, and he's a prototypical advocate for the end justifying the means.

Carrying out much of the dirty work is Jack Burden, the book's narrator.  A former PhD candidate in History, former newspaper man, and current assistant to the Governor, Jack grew up in what could only be described as a wealthy family, not really wanting for anything, yet still possess a very "down-to-earth" view of the world, and lives without any of the upper-crust cliches one might expect from such a character.  He began working for Stark at a young age, and in a way, has come of age with the Governor.

Also entangled in Stark's web are Ann and Adam Stanton, siblings who grew up in Jack's 'aristocratic' neighbourhood, but do not share his enthusiasm for Willie Stark.  Adam is a doctor hired by the Governor to run his new hospital, despite their complete disagreement with how he runs the State, and Ann is his sister and Jack's former fiancee, who despite disagreeing with his methods, has a soft spot for both the Governor and for Jack.

After a bit of a slow start, I become very engrossed in this book, desperate to see what would happen next, as well as finding myself completely shocked and outraged and a couple of developments.  My like or dislike of Willie Stark as a person and as a public servant would swing wildly from one end of the spectrum to the other.  While many of his ideas were intoxicating and inspirational, so many of his actions were despicable.  These are the same struggles Jack Burden finds himself experiencing as he narrates for the reader.

For the most part, Burden thinks of himself as merely 'doing his job', not blackmailing Stark's political and personal opponents.  He chooses and succeeds for a long time, at divorcing his conscience from his actions; something so few are able to do.  But when people he is close to become the subject of Stark's blackmailing, Jack begins to see the consequences of his actions, as he learns how everything in his world is connected in one way or another.  No longer can he pretend there aren't unwanted consequences to what he is doing, and no longer can the Governor's goals make up for the manner in which they are achieved.


While I enjoyed the story, the writing, and the character development, I think what I really enjoyed about reading All the King's Men were a couple of major plot twists.  After setting the scene, developing each character and letting the reader really get to know everybody, Warren drops a couple of bomb shells that left me speechless.  But these plot twists didn't have the corny factor that can plague such a technique, rather they are explained in a rational, plausible manner, and not only left me anxious to keep reading, but also emotional, usually angry, and what had developed.  It was my sympathy for Jack Burden, and dislike of Willie Stark that brought me into the story and the dramatic plot developments that kept me going.  Without a doubt, one of my favorite books so far.



For my next book, I've chosen Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf.  Her other book on The List, To the Lighthouse was one of my least favorite so far, and I'd be lying if I said I had any interest in reading this one.  However, it's part of The List and must be read, so I've decided to get it over with right now, in an effort to avoid having too many 'unwanted' reads (see also Gravity's Rainbow and The Man Who Loved Children) at the end of this adventure

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Your mystery, your mystery: nay, dispatch.

Before I started reading All the King's Men, I didn't really know much about it.  I knew it had won the Pulitzer Prize, I knew the movie won Best Picture, and I knew it was loosely based on Huey Long, former Governor of Louisiana.  Even someone with my limited knowleddge of the book is aware of these things, so the fact the book takes place in Louisiana isn't a mystery.  However, it seems with every page, author Robert Penn Warren is trying to avoid admitting the fact, book takes place in Louisiana.

I'm not sure why this would be the case.  There are no shortage of novels based on real people, that are not set in fictional lands.  Robert Graves did not set I, Claudius in 'a footwear-shaped country on Europe's Southern coast,' he set it in Rome.  Perhaps he thought by admitting it took place in Louisiana, he'd be admitting it was based on Huey Long.  Long would have been dead at the time of this book's publication (he was assassinated in 1935), so I don't think he would have needed to be worried in that regard.  But he tries to hide it nonetheless. 

Throughout the first two-thirds of the book, Louisiana hasn't been mentioned once.  The book's narrator, Jack Burden, attended "State University," he refers to the state's largest city simply as 'the big city' and to the State's capitol as 'the Capitol'; never mentioning either by name.  When he referred to the Governor's position, Burden has said 'he's Governor of my home state.' A more general statement, one cannot make.

I suppose it doesn't really matter, in fact I know it doesn't matter, I just find it a little odd.  So often I feel like Warren is being purposely vague, for no apparent reason.  Perhaps it just sounds odd to ears that grew up in a city crossed by two rivers in one of the ten Provinces.  Of course this is all irrelevant to the book.  It's an excellent read, and one I must get back to right now.

Friday, February 17, 2012

Why, go to bed, and sleep.

Sometimes I hear people say they "stayed up all night reading..." some great book.  They talk about how the book they were reading was so good, they couldn't put it down, and couldn't sleep because they simply had to find out what was going to happen.  I am not one of these people.

I've read a lot of great books.  Lots of books I was really into.  But I can't stay up all night reading.  Reading in bed is like taking a double shot of NyQuil for me.  Usually I can only read a couple of pages before my head starts bobbing and I can't keep my eyes open.

However, most night this doesn't stop me from trying.  The problem is that I'm not really reading, my eyes are merely glossing over the words, and nothing is sinking in.  I then arrive at where I was this morning, resuming my reading, and having no idea what is going on.  Suddenly, I find myself having to going back a page or two in an effort to piece things together. 

"It's going to be tough," said Hugh.  Who is Hugh!?  I have no idea!  Well it seems Hugh was introduced a couple of pages back and I missed his introduction to the protagonist.  So I have to backtrack a couple of pages, which I suppose it isn't the end of the world.  Each morning I just find myself at the same point I would have had I not tried to read just a couple more pages the night before.

But sometimes it isn't just that I lose a couple of pages to Mr. Sandman.  When I was reading Blood Meridian, a book I had trouble staying awake for at the best of times, I remember suffering a particularly rude awakening.  As I fell asleep, I dropped the book; the sharp corner of the hardcover hitting my eye before bouncing off the bedside table and landing on the floor.  I'm not sure if it was the shock of being woken in such a fashion, but it really hurt.  So far, it's my only injury from reading this list.

At times I wish I was able to stay up all night, or at least for an hour or two, reading.  Imagine the progress I could make each day!  There's a scene in the movie JFK where Kevin Costner's character is so engrossed in reading the 'Warren Report' he stays up all night.  I always think I would love to be so engrossed in something I don't notice time passing.  But I know what would happen if I were that character; the scene would show me sleeping in a chair with my reading spread acorss my chest or possibly on the floor, as I sawed logs.  I guess I should enjoy the fact that I rarely have any difficulty falling asleep. 

Looking back at books from The List, Gone With the Wind sticks out as one I 'couldn't put down.'  I was really into that book, especially the last three hundred pages.  But this never solved the problem of falling asleep while reading.  Of course part of the problem might have been that since Gone With the Wind was such a large book, such a heavy book, it didn't lend itself well to reading in bed.  Quite frankly, my arms would fall asleep from holding it above my head too long.  And I shudder to think what the result would be if I had a dropped that one on my head.

But I don't think I'll stop trying to read in bed.  In fact I'm sure tonight will find me falling asleep while trying to squeeze in a few more pages before the enevitable happens, yet again.

Friday, December 9, 2011

And mark how well the sequel hangs together:

One of the most shameless money making ploys in the movie business is the sequel.  In most cases a sequel is not meant to continue the story or revisit the characters, but to offer the studio a chance to make more money, rehashing the same thing that appeared in the first movie.  There are of course exceptions, like 'The Godfather Part II' or The Lord of the Rings movies, but most sequels fall into the "Weekend at Bernie's II" category.

This isn't unique to movies however, as books have long used the sequel for the same reason; people who loved the first one will probably buy the second book, regardless of its quality or relevancy.  In fact it works so well in the literary world, we see certain genres rely almost exclusively on the sequel, knowing their audience will buy every book from a series, regardless of who wrote it or how well they wrote it.  Look at many fantasy books, which offer an endless list of titles, each so generic, it hardly merits mention.  Even hardcore fans are often unable to distinguish book three from book twenty-six in a series.  Yet they still buy each one.

It got me thinking about what books from The List have sequels.  Although the majority of these reads could be considered 'higher-brow', they're still in the business of making money, and both writers and publishers see the potential of doing just that, by revisiting their most famous earlier books.  A quick glance of The List tells me that books are much like the movies, where some sequels are legitimate novels seeking to continue the story or expand the character; but for every one of those, there are a couple just rehashing everything for a quick buck.

Perhaps the most famous sequels associated with The List would be the Chronicles of Narnia books.  The first, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe spawned not only five sequels, but also a prequel.  But none of them match the quality of the first book, and in fact seem to get worse and worse.  By the time we reach the fourth book, The Silver Chair, the story has distanced itself so far from the first book, they only have the land of Narnia in common, nothing more.  They're the perfect example of the fantasy genre continuing the story, as I mentioned above.  While I may consider The Lord of the Rings movies to be sequels, the books are, in fact, not.  Although released as three separate novels, they were actually written as one gigantic book.  This is the reason Lev Grossman has told me I am expected to read all three, not just the first one in order to complete my mission, and the reason they can't really be counted as sequels.

Perhaps the most horrifying sequel associated with The List, is Scarlett by Alexandra Ripley, 'sequel' to Gone with the Wind.  Having not read it (nor do I have plans to do so), I can't really comment on the quality, but the mere fact it exists is disturbing.  To begin, it wasn't written by Margaret Mitchell, in fact it was written 40 years after her death.  This alone makes it seem more like a new 'Star Wars' book, instead of a companion to one of the great books of all time.  Secondly, Mitchell said she wrote the end scene to Gone with the Wind first, and worked backward from there, creating a story to fit that scene.  She knew how she wanted the story to end, and had no plans of every continuing it.  Scarlett is a book that has cash grab written all over it.

Similar to Scarlett is Closing Time by Joseph Heller, meant as a sequel to another all-time great, Catch-22.  While this was at least written by the original author, it was released 35 years after the first novel, a book which doesn't really set up for a sequel.  It's a far cry from the first novel and probably could have been left on the shelf.

But not all literary sequels are created equally, and there a few that really stand out.  John Updike followed up his first big hit Rabbit, Run with three more 'Rabbit' novels, each released about ten years apart, each following Harry Angstrom through the decades.  These books allow the reader to follow one of the great literary characters of the 20th century through the years, from naive young man to his death.  The books stand out, as they do not simply re-hash the events of the first novel, nor do they merely put the same character in a different situation a few years later.  These are books that delve deeper and deeper into the character, giving the reader an intimate portrait of Harry Angstrom.  They are also not books Updike spit out one afternoon, while he had a free moment.  The third and fourth novels, Rabbit is Rich and Rabbit at Rest were both awarded the Pulitzer Prize for fiction.  This is the same feat Richard Ford was able to accomplish, with his sequel to The Sportswriter, Independence Day, which won the Pulitzer in 1996, revisiting Frank Bascombe.  Perhaps its the snob in me, but I feel a book that wins the Pulitzer Prize can hardly be considered a mere sequel; these are literary heavyweights.

The above award-winning novels have me wondering if the fathers of The List purposely included the first novels from the respective series, instead of the award-winning sequels as a way of introducing readers to the stories from the beginning.  Or do they not believe a sequel can be so highly regarded as to warrant inclusion on a 'best of list?'  This would be my thought and I think if I were compiling a similar list I would be hesitant to include any sequel.  However, Wide Sargasso Sea by Jean Rhys is there; prequel to Jane Eyre.  I find this to be an odd book for The List, and am curious to see how it reads.  It surprises me that a prequel written 120 years after the original, obviously by a different author, could receive such lofty praise.  But I must reserve judgement for after I have read it, which will probably be sometime in 2013...


Now if you'll please excuse me, I need to put the finishing touches on my latest manuscript, following an alcoholic Holden Caufield in his mid-50's, tentatively titled Caught in the Rye.

Monday, December 5, 2011

A heavy reckoning for you, sir.

I was able to finish The Sisters Brothers a couple of days ago, and my preparation for this Tuesday's event with Patrick deWittt seems to be going alright.  So, I've been able to begin my 49th read from the list, with John Barth's The Sot-Weed Factor

Once again I'm reading a book I don't know anything about, which I guess has been the case with many of them so far.  But with The Sot-Weed Factor, I'm finding nobody knows anything about it.  Telling people this is the book I'm currently, reading, I've yet to hear a 'oh yeah, I read that,' or even a 'ooh, I've always meant to read that, I've heard it's great.'  In fact, I haven't even heard a 'I am aware of that book's existence.'  But I don't take anything from this as some of my favourite reads so far fell into the same category.  I know very few people who have read Lucky Jim or The Berlin Stories and they've been two of the greats in my opinion.  But neither of those two approach the anonymity this one seems to.  It really is a mystery; a chameleon on the stacks, blending in with every book around it.

Set in the 17th century, the book is following Ebenezer Cooke through his developmental years.  I'm really not that far into it, so I can't really say anything more and I don't have any idea where it's going.  It must be going a lot of places though, as it weighs in at almost 800 pages.  My last few books have all been, shall we say, 'briefer.'  Of the last twelve, only The Blind Assassin has broken the 400 page barrier, at 521 pages.  Of course there's nothing wrong with a long book, but it does make for a different reading experience.

In the case of books I've enjoyed, like Gone with the Wind, a big book allows the reader to really immerse themselves into the story, the setting and the characters.  The fact that it's 900 pages doesn't really matter.  Of course when I read a book like Infinite Jest, which I didn't enjoy at all, 1,100 pages seemed like some kind of torture.  I was immersed, in my misery, drowning in a sea of disappointment.  Yes, a long book can be a real double edged sword.

The other thing about reading really long books, is the experience of physically reading them.  Big books are, of course, heavier, bulkier, and generally more of a pain to tote with you everywhere you go.  Some of my clearest memories of reading Gone with the Wind are of my arms falling asleep as I read in bed, holding the book with two hands above my head.  With Infinite Jest, I remember the difficulty in packing the book.  It was too large to fit into any pockets, too large to comfortably hold with one hand, and heavy to lug around.
But perhaps the worst part, or rather my least favourite part of reading a long book, is that it takes me longer to read.  That in itself doesn't really bother me as it should take longer, there's more to read!  What bothers me is that I tire of people saying to me, 'are you still reading that?'  They don't mean anything by it of course, but I always find it a little discouraging, because what they are saying is, 'are you still reading that?'

When you read a book for two months, as I did with Infinite Jest, it seems to become a part of you, and people you meet in that time period think of you as 'the Infinite Jest guy.'  I don't want anybody to think of me as the 'sot-weed guy.'  I suppose I had better make haste, to avoid this most unusual of nicknames.

Friday, October 7, 2011

Literatured in the wars.

Before I started reading this list, most of the books I read were non-fiction, particularly history books, and primarily about World War II.  I've always had an interest in the War, and like to read as many books about it as I can.

But as I've been prodding my way through Time's list, I haven't spent much time reading about World War II.  In fact, I haven't read a War book in over two years.  I suppose Gone with the Wind could be a war book, but that's the Civil War.  The Berlin Stories would be the closest thing, taking place in 1933 Berlin, just as Hitler rose to power.  But it was published before the War began, and, well, it's a novel.  These aren't the books I used to read.

Last week, however, I started Antony Beevor's Stalingrad, falling off the wagon after so long.  I shouldn't say that, it isn't as if I've been purposely avoiding books about the War, I've just been trying to expand my horizons, and as a result haven't read any.  However, I'm starting to think I might not read any more either, until I have finished the list.

The problem I encounter when reading a War book, is I tend to move very slowly.  First off, I just read a little slower, as I try to soak everything up.  To make matters worse, I end up doing a lot of secondary reading.  When I come across unfamiliar people or places, I often hit my bookshelves to read up on a certain General, or maybe to look at a map, so I have a better understanding of the situation.

What this means, is that my reading schedule has become as bogged down as the soldiers in the Battle of Stalingrad.  While I have been carrying Go Tell It on the Mountain around with me for the past week, I haven't put a dent in it at all.  I haven't even put a scratch in it.  I'm on page seven.  But I haven't forgotten about it, and I resolve this weekend to get some of it done.  I'm halfway through Stalingrad, so I think I'll take a brief break from it, giving me a chance to continue my prime objective; reading through these 100 All Time Novels.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

But he's a learned man. may he continue

I think I learned something today.  Well, I think I probably learn something everyday, but today, I learned something about reading a list of 100 books.  When you talk on the radio each week about the books, it is much, much easier to talk about books you really like.

This morning I discussed one of my favorites so far, I, Claudius by Robert Graves.  Not only did I have a lot to say, but I could hear the excitement in my voice.  In reality, I could probably fill an hour talking about this book; there's so much to discuss.

Now through 42 books, there have only been a couple that I really didn't enjoy.  Most of the books have been, at worst, enjoyable reads.  But even an adequate book is often difficult to talk about, or at least difficult to be really enthusiastic about.  I guess it's sort of like a meal.  When you eat at a really good restaurant, every bite can be fantastic, always leaving you wanting more.  But when you eat at McDonalds, the food is adequate, but it doesn't give you the urge to write home and tell your folks about it.

When I talk about The Moviegoer or Appointment in Samarra, I have no problem at all with either book.  However, by no means am I over the moon, and hence I don't get all that excited.  Where a book like I, Claudius, I want to tell everybody about it, and recommend they read it as soon as possible.

So now I'm left to wonder.  Do I try and be more enthusiastic about these 'average' reads, or should I just be honest about my indifference?  I suppose honesty is always the best option, but enthusiasm probably makes for a better show.  Maybe the best idea is to read really good books, and this problem will take care of itself.

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Forty Down, Sixty to Go

I've now hit my next 'milestone', book number forty.  I am now two-fifths of the way through this list of 100 All Time Novels.  Two-fifths doesn't sound like as many books as 'forty' does, so I'll stick with that; I'm forty books into this list.

The second twenty books has had some ups and downs, and has taken me from October 2010 to today.  By far the two longest books I've read were in the last twenty, those, being, Infinite Jest and Gone With the Wind, which are both 400 pages longer than any other book I've read so far.  The shortest two books have also been since October, with The Bridge of San Luis Rey and The Day of the Locust.  I had assumed The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe or Are you there God? It's Me, Margaret. would be the shortest.  I suppose the latter still could be. 

I've also noticed I've changed by library borrowing habits in this past segment, having returned 19 books without reading them, including Gravity's Rainbow twice.  I also incurred more fines this go around, with 13 book, totalling $13.30 in fines.  I guess this is because I now usually have 10 to 20 books from The List borrowed from the library at any given time.  It ensures I'll always have something ready to read, but also that I'll incur more fines.

Lastly, I see I've been on an American author kick, with 17 of the past 20 books being my American authors.  This is purely by coincidence, as I haven't ever really taken the author into consideration when selecting my next title.  But, I think I'll try to make a concious effort to squeeze in a few more international talents in the next twenty reads.

Well, forty books down, only sixty more to read!


Here's the second twenty books 'by the numbers':

Misc.:
Shortest - The Bridge of San Luis Rey - 107 pages
Longest - Infinite Jest - 1,076 pages
Oldest - The Bridge of San Luis Rey - 1927 (Gatsby - 1925)
Newest - Infinite Jest  - 1996 (Atonement - 2002)
Longest Reading Time - Infinite Jest - 50 days (To the Lighthouse - 56 days)
Shortest Reading Time - Play it as it Lays - 6 hours (The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe - 4 hours)
Books Started but Not Finished - 0
Books borrowed from Library and returned, unread - 19

Books by Decade from this Twenty: (total)                                           
1920's - 1  (4)        1960's - 4  (6)                           
1930's - 3  (7)        1970's - 3  (4)                           
1940's - 3  (4)        1980's - 2  (5)                            
1950's - 2  (6)        1990's - 2  (2)                            
               2000's - 0  (2)                          


Nationality:
Books by American Authors - 17
Books by British Authors - 2
Books by Russian Authors - 1

Source of Book:
From the library - 19 (35 Total)
Borrowed from friends - 0 (3 Total)
Books I own - 0 (1 Total)
Book Stolen from Rural Hotels - 1

Library Fines:

Gravity's Rainbow - $2.80
Herzog - $0.70
On the Road - $0.70
The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie - $1.05
Play it as it Lays - $0.35
The Death of the Heart - $1.05
The Blind Assassin - $1.05
The Berlin Stories - $0.35
An American Tragedy - $1.05
Painted Bird - $0.70
Lolita - $2.10
Slaughterhouse Five - $0.70
All the King's Men - $0.70
Total Fines: $13.30


References to The List:

Infinite Jest - William Burroughs is mentioned by one of the characters

The Sportswriter  - Frank Bascombe is reading The Sun Also Rises
The Sportswriter - Bascombe refers to Tropic of Cancer
Appointment in Samarra - A character is reading Ernest Hemingway's A Farewell to Arms
Appointment in Samarra - One of the club members reportedly went to school with F. Scott Fitzgerald

The Second Twenty Books:
Ragtime
Falconer
Snow Crash
On the Road
Herzog
Play it as it Lays
The Berlin Stories
Infinite Jest
Lolita
The Bridge of San Luis Rey
The Heart is a Lonely Hunter
Slaughterhouse-Five
The Day of the Locust
The Sheltering Sky
Gone With the Wind
The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie
The Sportswriter
Rabbit, Run
Blood Meridian
Appointment in Samarra

The First Twenty Books:
The Spy Who Came in from the Cold
Brideshead Revisited
Naked Lunch
Light in August
The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe
The Great Gatsby
Catcher in the Rye
Catch-22
Beloved
Tropic of Cancer
Midnight's Children
The Corrections
Atonement
The Power and the Glory
To The Lighthouse
Lucky Jim
The Sun Also Rises
I, Claudius
Housekeeping
Deliverance

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me;

Starting tomorrow morning, I'll be hitting the airwaves for CBC Radio one in Calgary.  Each week, I'll be on the morning Eyeopener, to discuss books.  I had done an interview about my reading Time's list in April, and they've asked me to return and talk about a few more!

I'm looking forward to the opportunity to talk about books that while still highly regarded, aren't nearly as often read.  Instead of talking about the 'new and hot' titles that bombard you at the bookstore when you walk in, we'll be talking about more classic titles.  I've also promised a new book each week, which means that I have a lot of reading to do this summer.

My first interview tomorrow morning will be about Gone with the Wind.  Sure, everybody's heard of it and everybody's seen the movie, but not nearly as many have read the book.  And they should, it's great.