February 2011

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I think I have to admit I’ve reached a tipping point.  I knew it when there were was a book I really wanted, but the thought of finding a place for it on my bookshelves felt overwhelming.  Time to cull out some books.  Easy and quick enough to fill a few bags for the library sale, but I’m becoming dissatisfied with my shelving system.  Well, system may be an over exaggeration.  The hardbacks  are in the living room shelves and the softbacks are in our bedroom and office shelves.  I have one shelf dedicated to essay collections, but that is too jammed and some essay books are scattered about.  I think I need a new approach.  I have art history books that I want to group together, divided by exhibition catalogues on the larger .  Plus, I need to expand the space for my essay collections.  I’d like an shelf for To Be Read (Next-ish).  If I’m going to start hauling around books from one section to another, I’m wondering if I should be thinking about something else, this drive to re-organize the shelves may disappear for a decade.

I recall Anne Fadiman writing about merging her library with her husband’s in “Marrying Libraries.”  She described him as a ‘lumper,’ comingling all literature together, whereas she was a ‘splitter,’ dividing her books by nationality and subject matter.  For me, the thought of dividing my literature by nationality is headache inducing to set up and impossible to maintain.  My books are all vertical, but new ones get added in according to whim, not topic.

How do you organize your bookshelves?  Any suggestions for me before I stir up a bucket of dust moving around books that have sat for years?  I wish it was as easy to rearrange my bookshelves as it appears in this video on YouTube.

 

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It’s Wedding Week!  My sister is getting married on Saturday the 26th, so I’m heading out of town for the festivities and preparations.  I was thinking this morning about the best wedding scenes in a book and couldn’t come up with one, can you?  So then I moved onto romantic scenes.  Of course, the number one favorite of many is when Mr. Darcy finally, FINALLY, kisses Elizabeth at the end of Pride and Prejudice. Although some will cringe, I think the love scenes between Bella and Edward are teenage swoon worthy.  That is exactly why us grown up women love the book, it brings us back to the first time a boy we liked struggled to put his arm around us.  On the fly, the third scene I came up with is when Claire returns to Scotland and finds Jamie in Dragonfly in Amber. While I liked the first book, Outlander, better and I’m so tired of the series I haven’t even purchased the most recent installment, I love that scene in Dragonfly.

I have to admit, it feels like a pretty weak list, but I’m rushing to pack and arrange for carpool all at the same time.   Help me out!  What are some of your favorite wedding scenes or romantic scenes in a book?

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This week President Obama gave the Medal of Freedom to Maya Angelou.  The President chooses the recipients of the Medal of Freedom for their “especially meritorious contribution to the security or national interests of the United States, world peace, cultural or other significant public or private endeavors.”  It is the highest honor the President can bestow upon a civilian.  Maya Angelou joins the ranks of 20 other literature honorees, a group she enhances by her inclusion.

I remember standing just beyond the steps of the Capitol building on January 20, 1993, the crowd amped up and excited for the inauguration of President Clinton.  I’m sure his speech was terrific, but I doubt many remember.  What we all can recall with a note of reverence is Maya Angelou reciting On the Pulse of Morning.  There have been a couple of times in my life when secular events have taken on the hue of the sacred and this was one of them.  She and her poem overshadowed the entire ceremony.  However, On the Pulse of Morning isn’t my favorite Angelou poem, the one I truly love is Still I Rise.  In celebration of her well deserved award, here is the poem and a video of her reciting it.

Still I Rise

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

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We Made the Finals for a Bloggie Award!!

We’re so thrilled!  We’re one of five finalists in the Best Topical Blog!  The Bloggies are the oldest blog award and it is an honor to be noticed by the judges and given a finalist spot.  The winners are decided by public voting, so please promote the support of independent bookstores and vote for us before Sunday, February 20th.  Click here to vote.

We also recommend voting for The Vacation Gals as the best travel blog.  One of it’s founders, Jen Miner, is the woman who started Claire and I on this blogging journey and we love her work.

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Race and Britian

As I approached Bookmarks Bookshop, a woman greeted me on the sidewalk and invited me to attend an author discussion.  Knowing it was a socialist bookstore, I was intrigued, there aren’t a lot of socialist discussions in Los Angeles.  The author was Onyeka, a law lecturer and historian who writes novels about the black British experience.  I have heard black Americans talk about the difference between being a black person in England and one in the United States, that they didn’t feel the taint of racism abroad that they do at times at home.  My sense was that Britain was an example of how we as American could improve in our race relations.  Onyeka’s take on the black British experience was completely new to me.

Onyeka described himself as a third generation British citizen who was still treated as a foreigner because of his skin color.  The term ‘foreigner’ struck me, for all of our race issues, I don’t think black Americans are thought of as foreigners.  Onyeka’s grandfather was of the generation who came from Africa to fight for the UK during World War II and were intensely patriotic and religious.  Two generations later, Onyeka feels his complexion branded him as an outsider, one of the fallen, potentially a terrorist, and definitely foreign.  Where his grandfather proudly displayed the Union Jack, Onyeka’s community displayed pictures of Malcolm X or the Black Panthers.  He described his novels (The Trilogy:  Waiting to Explode – How to Survive, The Black Prince – Leopards in the Temple, and The Phoenix – Misrule in the Land of Nod) as capturing a brief moment in time in 1980s.  A decade that Onyeka concluded was the worst for blacks:  Michael Jackson was the highest payed black man and he changed his nose and lightened his skin color, more black men were marrying white women, and the political culture shifted to the right.  Onyeka wrote concurrently to the events and hoped to capture an ethos that faded by the 1990s and was gone by 2000.

I don’t have any knowledge to evaluate the veracity of Onyeka’s statements and I don’t think I need to, the value in the talk was hearing the views of someone in a world completely different from mine.  I’m reminded that it is exactly that experience that independent bookstores provide, they open the window to worlds I’d never otherwise experience.

To the Left

The author talk reflected the diverse viewpoints of the stock of books.  The selection and categories of books at Bookmarks are unique.  The store devotes entire shelves to the ‘Black Struggle,’ ‘Fighting Racism,’ ‘War & Imperialism – Middle East,’ ‘Marx & Marxism.’  It was a bit like walking into a Soviet bookstore with numerous options involving Trotsky, Marx, and Lenin.  As a former Soviet Studies major (yes, I’m old enough that the title of one of my majors is a country that no longer exists), it felt like re-visiting my college curriculum.  Being a socialist bookstore, many of the books advocated a viewpoint far different from mainstream thought.  It can be a bit startling, but a intriguing at the same time.  If you’re in Bloomsbury, peek in, who knows what you’ll learn.

Bookmarks Bookshop

1 Bloomsbury St

London, WC1B 3QE

England

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