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Book lists abound at the beginning of summer and then again at Christmas.  Two distinct types of books generally populate these lists; lighter books for reading in the sun, preferably by a beach, pool, or campsite, and books with a more serious bent for the days when the we envision ourselves curling up by the fire with a book.  I live in Los Angeles where it is beautiful year round, but still find my reading falls into this timeline.  At one of my book groups, a member suggested reading Proust for the July meeting.  I very much want to read Proust, but said he should be read in the winter.  Swann’s Way feels oppressive in bright sunshine, for me there needs to be a bit of a chill in the air.

Few things catch my eye as quickly as a book list.  First, it’s a quick way to learn about new books, no long review of the book, just a snapshot.  Second, certain types of lists test my reading.  How many books on the greatest works of the 20th century/all time/American literature, etc. have I read?  I like the lists where I’ve read many of the books, I feel affirmed.

When this week’s Newsweek arrived I raised my eyebrows.  First, the cover isn’t Michael Jackson (and with all respect to his family and fans, I was relieved), although the newstand version has his picture, the subscriber one does not.  The cover is a picture of someone reading, a book (in paper), and the feature article is “What to Read Now.”  Not summer reading list, not the best whatever list, but what to read to understand our world better today.  50 books. 

First, a quick overview of the list, then the calculation.  Of the 50 books, I’ve read six, so I’m over the 10% mark, a mark only good as an interest rate on a savings account.  I tried adding in the books on the list that I own and that I have seen my Mom or Leslie reading.  It didn’t help too much. 

Books_SuperSLAHThe list is designed to help us understand our current world and the first book is The Way We Live Now by Anthony Trollope, written in 1875, that would be 134 years ago.   Actually, this isn’t the first time I’ve heard that book referenced, it’s about a financial and moral crisis in England and has a character that people have identified as Madoff.  If only more people read their classics. . .

The list is a combination of fiction, politics, history, sociology, psychology, religion, environmental, and science.   The topics chosen are interesting.  A couple of books on terrorism, of course, but also the roots of British soccer violence.  The environment is represented by Faulkner’s The Bear and Berry’s ode to the family farm in The Unsettling of America.  Biographies include J. Robert Oppenheimer (American Prometheus by Kai Bird and Martin F. Sherwin), Whittaker Chambers by Sam Tanenhaus as one of the founders of the modern right, and Winchell by Neal Gabler as the original Rush Limbaugh.  Race, war and film are covered also. 

It’s an interesting concept, thinking of books that help understand the world overall.  Which ones are you tempted to read?  Which ones would you choose?  I’m going to revise my list for the World Citizen Challenge with this in hand to broaden my viewpoint.

We’re not the only ones who want to hear your viewpoint on the books selected and your suggestions for other books, over at My Friend Amy there’s the opportunity to pick one of the books from the list to read and then discuss, join her conversation also.

FYI, Newsweek also crunched the top ten from several 100 Best Books lists and came up with their own Meta-list.  I did better here, I’ve read over 40% and heard of all but two of them.  Nothing very unusual about this list, War and Peace is first, 1984 second, and Ulysses is third.

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I’m not the only one wondering

Right now my 9-year-old is working his way through The Phantom Tollbooth–arguably the most influential book of my childhood–and when I hear him chortling in glee or he comes running in to read me a funny passage, my heart leaps with the pleasure of knowing my child is coming to love a book I too loved when I was his age.

I have to stop to savor the moment because it’s so frigging rare.

I have tried over and over again to interest my children in the books that I loved when I was a kid, and over and over again I’ve found myself defeated, sometimes in the starting stages (“This just doesn’t look good to me”) but more often–because they’re good kids who do want to please me–after a few pages or even a few chapters have been essayed.   

The two main complaints?  “It’s boring” and “It’s too hard.”

I’ve discussed the first issue with a lot of people, including our wonderful lower school librarian, and we all agree that the issue is probably that most books being written for kids today just bristle with action.  From Harry Potter to The Lightning Thief to more girly books like Ella Enchanted or even something like The Clique, modern kids’ books start at a frantic pace and don’t let up.  They’re plot-driven and full of action and as soon as our heroes get out of one adventure they’re plunked face down in the next.  An adventure doesn’t have to be anything mystical or epic, of course–it can be a date or a job or a school test.  The point is just that there’s little time for introspection or character development because so damn much is always going on. Read the rest of this entry »

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Sometimes they’re just plain fun

My son announced yesterday that his school-assigned summer reading this year is Dickens’ Great Expectations.   “I love Dickens,” I said, “but that’s not my favorite.”  Apparently, the teacher herself said she wasn’t a huge fan of the book but felt it was something people “should” read which made me a little sad.  The whole thing about Dickens is that he’s fun.  A good Dickens novel is the best escapism there is–his books are exciting and fast-paced and romantic and play on your emotions in a way that leaves you vowing to be a better person.  

I love Dickens but my least favorite novels are the ones that teachers tend to assign–e.g. Great Expectations, Oliver Twist, A Tale of Two Cities.

Too many teachers (and subsequently their students) act like the classics belong to the vegetable category of the reading pyramid: you need to read them, they’re good for you, you’ll be better off if you just accept them as a necessity, but they’re not going to be anywhere near as enjoyable as the sugary treats we all crave.  Unfortunately,  the “healthy but not tasty” label becomes self-fulfilling when teachers lazily or unknowingly assign the least fun books in the canon of British and American classic literature for their kids to read. 

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But it all starts with the books

I was close to tears.

It had happened twice.   The first time I sat down to watch the premiere episode of the Masterpiece Theater version of Charles Dickens’ “Little Dorrit,” I discovered it hadn’t recorded.  I was starting to panic when my daughter suggested I see if it was playing again.  Sure enough, I found it on another channel later that week and set the recorder.  But when I went to watch that recording, a different show appeared–and there were no more showing.  Twice thwarted in something I had been looking forward to, I had to struggle not to cry about a stupid TV show in front of my daughter.  What kind of example would that be for her?

It’s just . . .  my life is busy these days, which is nice, but sometimes overwhelming.  It’s so hard to find something that makes me purely and entirely happy, that doesn’t drain me or make me think of the ten thousand million other things I should be doing.   Sadly, I have so much obligatory reading these days–my daughter’s school book club, manuscripts people have asked me to blurb or review, novels my editors have suggested I read for inspiration, etc–and while much of it can be enjoyable, I still feel pressure to push through everything quickly.  And when I’m tired, sometimes I just want to stare at a screen. Read the rest of this entry »

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Following the closure of Robin’s Book Store in Philadelphia, Jakob Dorof of the Philadelphia City Paper did a health check on some of the remaining independents in the area.  Below is a summary of what he found and in my quest for great books, where possible I’ve looked at the books each store recommends to find one that catches my eye.  I’m still celebrating my find from the Columbus bookstore roundup.  The Third Annual Philadelphia Book Festival is on April 18th and 19th, if you’re in the area drop by and look for some of these stores.

Joseph Fox Bookshop - owner Joseph Fox credits some of their success to the many off-site events the store participates in, over 200 a year.  These events give exposure to Joseph Fox Bookshop and if it is an author event, it stocks him with signed editions he continues to sell from the store.  Mr. Fox has noticed a slight slow down in sales, but he is confident that store will stay in business for years to come.  The store recommendation that caught my eye is Karnak Cafe by Naquib Mahfouz.  It’s underlying topic of state sanctioned torture is timely and I like the portions of Mahfouz’s publishing history that I’ve heard.

House of Our Own – another venerable establishment, it sells new books downstairs and used upstairs.  Co-owner Deborah Sanford said to stay financially flexible the store dropped author events because calendars are Read the rest of this entry »

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