Top Ten Books I May Have Or May Not Been Not Entirely Honest About

From the Broke and the Bookish:

May 24: Top Ten Books You Lied About (lied about reading, lied about NOT reading, lied about liking/disliking, etc….dish your dirty secrets!!)

1. Robinson Crusoe, Daniel DeFoe and 2. Journey to the Center of the Earth, Jules Verne.

Crusoe? Read it? Sure! You bet! I even got in trouble with my father because I read it while walking down the street. ..only it was a Great Illustrated Classics version, for children, with lots of pictures. I checked it out in high school to read it proper, but I never got around to it. I will, though.

3. Peasants, Rebels, Women, and Outcastes: the Underside of Modern Japan, Mikiso Hane;  The Peoples of the British Isles: from Prehistoric Times to 1688, Standford E. Lehmberg; 5. A Modern History of Japan; Andrew Gordon; and 6. Victorian America, Thomas J. Schlereth.


These were all books which I was supposed to have read in class, but didn’t…mostly. That is, I’d do the assigned readings for the first few weeks of the semester, then start missing every other one, and by the end of the semester not realize how incredibly behind I am.  I never endured any penalties for this because I listened attentively in lectures. I passed my English History Since Elizabeth and Renaissance and Reformation classes without even buying the books, because I had to save costs those semesters.

7. The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald
Yes, I read it. And I made complimentary noises at it, because it’s a Classic and it’s hard to make hissy noises at Classics unless they really deserve it. But truth be told…


…I didn’t really enjoy it. 

8. The Ascent of Science, Brian Silver
This is an excellent book. The first part of it changed the way I viewed the world. I’ve never finished it, but I think I’ve commented on it here twice.  I keep meaning to go back and finish climbing the mountain, but it hasn’t quite happened yet.

9. Something by Faulker
My English composition instructor favored southern literature and relished the idea of springing Flannery O’Connor and William Faulkner on we naive youths fresh from high school. Faulker’s stream-of-consciousness approach, and the general weirdness of southern gothic novels in general,  did not strike a chord with me — and so I forgot or didn’t bother to read one of his works for our final exam,  one which involved a creepy house and a dead person. I was excused from taking the exam, though, by my instructor: she said that based on the term’s coursework, I was in excellent shape.

You’d better believe that was a gift horse I didn’t look in the mouth!

10. Something Related to Martin Guerre
My favorite professor’s approach to Historical Methodology involved class debates. Near the middle of term we were to watch a movie based on The Return of Martin Guerre over a course of two weeks, during which time we were to read articles defending or attacking the book’s scholarship. We were sorted into teams and would debate the merits of the work following the movie. I thought he meant the class following the movie sessions. I didn’t realize we were having the debate immediately after the movie,  so I came to class with nothing more than a bottle of water and some pretzels to enjoy during the movie. I hadn’t even read the articles my side was supposed to cover,  and to this day I have no idea what position we were to have taken.  Normally active in class discussion, I retreated into the background like a snake, murmuring assent and nodding gravely during our discussion but contributing nothing.   I felt like such a creep!   At the end of term we did a similar project, a debate about the merits of the United States’ decision to attack Japan with nuclear bombs,  and there I applied myself properly and even steered our group’s discussion. I hope that makes up for my previous parasitism.

——————

Despite what this post may lead you to believe, I really am a serious student!

Posted in General | Tagged | 5 Comments

Teaser Tuesday (24 May)

Grief, where does the time go? Is it truly the last TT of May?  From Should be Reading, as ever.

…well, no, we’ve one more. But just one more.

I can sense the grumbling. How, are you wondering, do I know all this? Am I secretly Jim Doe in addition to being Lem Altick? Is this a multiple-personality story?

p. 24, The Ethical Assassin. David Liss.

Posted in General | Tagged | 1 Comment

Sharpe’s Tiger

Sharpe’s Tiger
© 1997 Bernard Cornwell
385 pages

Until the birth of modern India in 1947, there existed  for many centuries upon the southern tip of the Indian peninsula a kingdom known as Mysore. In the year 1799, the British Empire — whose commercial interests made it increasingly interested in the affairs of the peninsula — opted to remove Mysore’s king, the Tippo (or Tipu) Sultan, from the throne, for he was far too fond of the French, and the French far too interested in India, for the situation to be tolerated. And so Private Richard Sharpe,  redcoat soldier in the 33rd Foot under the command of Sir Arthur Wellesley, advanced upon the Sultan’s capital.

Sharpe’s general attitude being what it is, in no time at all he’s broken the nose of a sergeant who is out to kill him, and is rescued from death-by-flogging only when a lieutenant given an important mission requests Sharpe’s assistance. The two men are to infiltrate the Sultan’s army, then find and rescue a captured British colonel who has information vital to the campaign. Time is of the essence, for the clever sultan has arranged a bloody trap for the army advancing upon his city.

Sharpe’s Tiger must be one of this series’ more significant books, for Sharpe — most famous for his skills as a riflemen — picks up a rifle for the first time here, and begins a career as an 19th century action hero. It establishes his early history and reason for joining the army,  and as the tension builds Sharpe grows from a rogue on the point of deserting into a genuine soldier. The future Duke of Wellington is also here — young, and with a legacy to begin building.  The Tippoo sultan ranks among Sharpe’s more memorable enemies: he is a man obsessed by tigers, to the point of having his soldiers wear tiger-striped uniforms, employ tiger-shaped cannons, and fire muskets decorated by tigers.  Though a enemy of England and in Sharpe’s eyes a ‘bastard’, the man’s bravery, wiliness, and leadership skills earn him the grudging praise of the book’s various British officers, including Sharpe.  I especially appreciated Cornwell’s pacing here: the whole of the book ramps the tension as the British move toward attack. There are also some unique characters who I hope to see again, like Lieutenant Lawford.

Excellent as always.

Related:

  • Sharpe’s Challenge appears to have been baldly borrowed from Sharpe’s Tiger

Posted in historical fiction, Reviews | Tagged , , , , | 9 Comments

Cave Paintings to Picasso

Cave Paintings to Picasso: The Inside Scoop on 50 Art Masterpieces
© 2004 Henry Sayre
93 pages

I found this book while looking for something else (books on wolves, strangely enough), and its title grabbed my attention immediately. Upon arriving at the library I found it to be a different book than I’d imagined, but still amply useful. Cave Paintings to Picasso contains information about fifty works of art from around the world, ranging in medium from the predictable (paintings and sculptures) to the more esoteric (tapestries and medieval books).  I’m reasonably sure that the book was written for children or younger readers, given its shortness and ‘wacky’ font arrangements, but the author manages to cram in a surprising amount of detail in one-page descriptions, explaining the work’s significance in more florid language than I would have expected for a children’s book: the author positively waxes poetic in some sections. Most of the fifty sections are divided into two pages: a full-page print and a page of explanation. A few works were only given a quarter of a page, but they are in the minority. While the full-page representations allowed me to soak in the artists’ detail and gifts, Sayre’s explanations increased my appreciation: he pointed out, for instance, how one particular Chinese work blended calligraphy with the picture, depicting a mountainside in the same general shame as the Chinese symbol for ‘mountain’.  Most interesting (for me) was the presence of a painting depicting Muhammad, since I thought Islamic rules forbade the depiction of human forms in art.  Sayre does not mention who the author was, though.

Artworks covered:

  • Woman from Brassembouy
  • Hall of Bulls
  • Toreador Fresco
  • Nebamun Hunting Birds
  • Nefertiti
  • Burial Container for the Organs of Tutankhamen
  • Colossal Olmec Head
  • Achilles and Ajax Playing a Board Game, Exekias
  • She-Wolf
  • Nike of Samothrace
  • Moche Lord with a Feline
  • The Horses of San Marco
  • Book of Kells
  • Easter Island Ancestor Figures
  • The Bayeux Tapestry
  • Early-Spring, Guo Xi
  • Romance of Lancelot
  • Muhammad Placing the Black Stone Upon His Cloak
  • The Effects of Good Government, Ambrogio Lorenzetti
  • Bamboo, Wu Chen
  • January, Les Très Riches Heures, Limbourg brothers
  • Camera Picta, Andrea Mantegna
  • Hundreds of Birds Admiring the Peacocks, Yin Hong
  • Sight
  • Primavera, Sandro Botticelli
  • David, Michaelangelo
  • Mona Lisa, Leonardo da Vinci
  • The Small Cowper Madonna, Raphael
  • Still Life with Flowers, Goblet, Dried Fruit, and Pretzels, Clara Peeters
  • Jahangir in Darbar, Abul Hasan and Manohar
  • Head of an Oba
  • Mandan Battle Scene Hide Painting
  • The Great Wve off Kanagawa, Katsushika Hokusai 
  • Fur Traders Descending the Missouri, George Caleb Bingham
  • The Railroad, Edouard Manet
  • Dance Glass, Edgar Degas
  • Little Girl in a Blue Armchair, Mary Cassatt
  • The Umbrellas, Auguste Renoir
  • Irises, Vincent van Gogh
  • Mahana no atua, Paul Gauguin
  • Water Lily Pond, Claud Monet
  • Improvisation 30 (Cannons), Wassily Kandinsky
  • Man with a Pipe, Pablo Piasso
  • Sugar Cane, José Diego Maria Rivera
  • The Migration of the Negro, No. 32, Jacob Lawrence
  • Nighthawks, Edward Hopper
  • Convergence, Jackson Pollock
  • Ladder to the Moon, George O’Keeffe
  • Big Campbell’s Soup Can, 19c, Andy Warhol
  • The Son of Man, René Magritte
Posted in Reviews | Tagged , | Leave a comment

Earth Science Made Simple

Earth Science Made Simple
© 2004 Edward F. Albin
224 pages

Earth science! Fun!  I enjoy reading these little guides as introductions to a subject or refreshers on it, and Earth Science Made Simple fits the bill.  Four separate sections cover Geology, Oceanography, Meteorology, and Planetary Science, the last of which applies the principles observed on Earth to understand  the other planets in the solar system.  The book begins with the basics, introducing geology with a primer on atoms and elements. The authors frequently remind readers of material they’ve surveyed already, when new material is building upon it, mitigating the occasional need to thumb back through the book. The introductions serve the text well, connecting sections together, and the text is replete with illustrations, most of which are helpful. Only one, a list of the planets, seemed more distracting than helpful: while the authors make it clear the planets are not drawn to scale,  they do depict the planets as varying in size (Jupiter being large compared to the rest, Pluto being tiny) — which will throw readers off when they see Venus (almost as large as Earth) as being drawn slightly smaller than Mercury!

Because this is an introduction to the subject,  more detailed explanations are rare. Were they present, the book would be much larger.  While there are no end-of-chapter quizzes for the reader to test comprehension, the sections open with a glossary of terms that you should be able to identify at section’s end, and there are numerous little practical experiments suggested in sidebars that readers can use to see principles at work for themselves — like witnessing crystal growth after  introducing distilled Epsom salt into a pie pan coated in black construction paper, then leaving it in direct sunlight.  This lives up to the strong expectations I have of the Made Simple series.

Posted in Reviews, science | Tagged , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

This Week at the Library (18 May)

I’m still waist-deep in last week’s reading (3/4s done with Earth Science Made Simple, halfway done with To Kill a Mockingbird, which is very readable, ‘classic’ status aside), but over the weekend I took care of some housekeeping business — removing dead labels, and diversifying the science tags.  While I did have some specific tags (evolution, anthropology), most of my science reading before now has been lumped together. Now you can choose from astronomy, biology,  biochemistry, cosmology, physics, natural history, and other sundry labels. They’ve all been added to the drop-box, so have at it. I also changed all author tags into a first-name last-name format, instead of just sticking on “Zinn” or “Postman” and expecting readers to be psychic.  Also, the cumulative reading list, BnB nonfiction challenge list, and Shelfari have been fully updated.

Before my library visit, I walked over to City Hall to inquire about that lampost I mentioned last week.  This was the first time I’d ever been inside City Hall, and the receptionist directed me into the Mayor’s office. I was impressed, given that my only mayoral experience comes from SimCity3000.  He wasn’t around, but I spoke with his secretary or chief of staff, and she told me the story. A few years ago a family lost a child to senseless violence, so they put  up a sign — with the city’s permission — in memoriam. When a murder has been committed within a certain time frame, the murder bulb is lit up in memory of them.  The statue of Vulcan  in Birmingham used to have a light which turned red when there had been an automobile-accident-induced death that day. We got around to talking about the photo project I’m doing (in the summer, I take walks around the historic downtown district), and she may share some select photos on the Selma City website. I’ve been thinking about making a photo blog, or posting my albums on Flicker or some related site given that right now they’re only on facebook.

Vulcan. He lost the lantern during a recent renovation, though.

Today at the library, I picked up a couple of books, seeing as I’ll be done with last week’s reading shortly:
  • The Ethical Assassin, David Liss. The title caught my attention: apparently it stars a “post-Marxist sociopath”. 
  • Cave Paintings to Picasso: The Inside Scoop on 50 Masterpieces
  • And Miracle at Dunkirk, because it’s by Walter Lord and I like his Titanic books. Looking forward to seeing the return of Lighttoller, the only officer aboard the Titanic to live and who was present at Dunkirk.

Posted in Reviews | Tagged | Leave a comment

The Sea-Wolf

The Sea-Wolf
© 1906 Jack London
Reprinted in Tales of the North, © 1979.
pp. 183-330

Humphrey van Weyden never imagined that a simple ferry ride across the San Francisco Bay would take him so far. Following a collision at sea, he is rescued by one Wolf Larsen, the dread lord and master of the sealing schooner Ghost — a man quite unlike any other van Weyden has ever encountered. The Wolf is the embodiment of brute strength, wild cunning, and savage brutality who dominates his ship, striking fear into the hearts of all aboard her. Wolf is inescapable — but to obtain his freedom, van Weyden must somehow find the strength to do so.

While The Sea-Wolf follows the Ghost on a sealing expedition from San Francisco to Japan on peril-fraught seas, the adventure and struggle here is between two men —  one impotent if morally courageous, and the other gloriously strong but bankrupt as a man. Each fascinates the other: they circle one another like Buck and his counterparts in The Call of the Wild. While van Weyden attempts to make a life for himself aboard the Ghost, determined to survive, the two grapple over their respective worldviews — treating the reader to a philosophical discussion about morality, the meaning of life, and the measure of a man.

The Wolf is a fascinating character, ferociously strong in both body and in spirit. He is almost ‘the unfettered‘, the Nietzschean superman, but he lacks something to strive for. He lives for nothing, only exists, and so he languishes for all his strength. In the end it is what fate they create for themselves as the plot tests them which proves which is the better man — for while van Weyden can develop the strength and cunning he needs to stand on his own two feet, independent of others, the Wolf is capable of growing beyond himself — to live as a man, and not simply exist as a beast.

The Sea-Wolf enthralled me, not just for the wild energy London’s characters and plotting seem to possess, but to witness the triumph of the human spirit — not just van Weyden’s growth, but his ability to maintain the nobility of humanity while at same time harnessing the beautiful, wild strength inside.

A note about this version of the story: the publishers printed the novel in four magazline-like columns and supplemented the text with stunning artwork by W.J. Aylward. Tales of the North collects The Call of the Wild, White Fang, The Cruise of the Dazzler, The Sea-Wolf, and fifteen short stories. I received it for Christmas years ago but never realized what a tremendous boon it was until I opened the book to see if it contained The Sea-Wolf: I’d been planning on checking that out from the library.

Related:

  • 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea. The strong but bitter Captain Nemo reminded me much of the Wolf. 
  • The Iron Heel, Jack London
  • The Call of the Wild, Jack London.
  • The Fountainhead/Atlas Shrugged, Ayn Rand. While I’ve never read them,  the Wolf uses the objectivist arguments for selfishness against van Weyden in the course of their discussions.
Posted in Reviews | Tagged , , , | 5 Comments

Teaser Tuesday (17 May)

I fell asleep reading a book, and when I awoke…it was Teaser Tuesday!

The Haverfords had dispatched Maycomb’s leading blacksmith in a misunderstanding arising from the alleged wrongful detention of a mare, were imprudent enough to do it in the presence of three witnesses, and insisted that the-son-of-a-bitch-had-it-coming-to-him was a good enough defense for  anybody. 

p. 5, To Kill a Mockingbird. Harper Lee

“I did it! I did it! With my own hands I did it!” I wanted to cry aloud.

p. 326, The Sea Wolf. From Tales of the North. Jack London.

Posted in General | Tagged | 7 Comments

Top Ten Miner Characters

This week, the Broke and the Bookish are covering…Top Ten Miner Characters!

1. Des, Darth Bane: Path of Destruction (Drew Karpyshyn)

It’s a hard life being an abused miner’s son, forever trying to work off your father’s debt  and getting nowhere. But when he kills a man in self-defense and joins the armies of the Sith to escape, Des’ path changes completely, and —

“Minors, not miners!”

…oh. Whoops!

*cough*

Top Ten Minor Characters in Literature

1. Athena (Percy Jackson series, Rick Riordian)

Although the mother of one of the series’ lead characters, Athena doesn’t make many appearances beyond glowering at Percy because he’s getting her daughter into trouble. She intimates that foul things will befall him if Annabeth is hurt.  But I like the goddess Athena in general, so I looked forward to her every (marginal) scene. She stands for wisdom, justice, and civilization in general, so she’s hard not to appreciate that. Add the influence of her patron city Athens upon history, and the fact that she’s a lady-of-war, and you’ve got a deity worth reading about.

2. Young Mister Leach, The Sea Wolf. Jack London.

I haven’t actually finished The Sea Wolf, but barring supernatural intervention I’m sure Mr. Leach’s time has passed. Mr. Leach is a boy, perhaps one on the cusp of adolescence. He signs on the sealing schooner Ghost as a cabin boy, not realizing what a tyrannous and brutal monster its captain is. While all the grown men he ships with cower in fear of the ship’s master, Leach stands trembling in anger and defiance, refusing to submit — displaying the manly courage that the narrator, despite his age and size, yet lacks.

3. Fred, A Christmas Carol. Charles Dickens.

“What right have you to be merry? You’re poor!”
“What right have you to miserable? You’re rich!”

Fred is Ebeneezer Scrooge’s nephew, the only child of his beloved sister Fran. Fred — Scrooge grudgingly admits — reminds him much of Fran, in kindly temperament and cheerful disposition. Fred cajoles his uncle to find the meaning in the season, and refuses to regard his grumpy uncle with anything less than affection…even though Scrooge is often insulting toward him.

4. Professor Binns, Harry Potter series.
As a student of history, the all-too-brief mentions of Harry’s history classes always intrigued me, as did the idea of a professor who was a ghost. Pity he made the subject dull for his listeners, though.

5. Mr. Bush, Horatio Hornblower. C.S. Forester

In the first three Captain Hornblower stories, Bush serves as Hornblower’s faithful first lieutenant, though later stories indicated that the two gentlemen had a storied earlier career when they were both lieutenants. The books’ version of Mr. Bush and the movies’ vary a bit in personality (the movies are all set during their earlier days), but I like them both the same. Every time Lieutenant, then Captain Bush appeared by Hornblower’s side I smiled with inexplicable pleasure.

6.Two-Bit, The Outsiders. S.E. Hinton
Two-Bit is one of the most memorable characters in Hinton’s novels for me, though I don’t know if my mental impression of him fits with that which she put forth in fiction. I see a man with luxurious, frizzy red sideburns and a purple-flannel shirt.  Two-Bit is notable for his charm and theatric talents: at the novel’s midpoint, he breaks the tension by going into an act that reminds me of “Gee, Officer Krupke” from West Side Story.

7. The Turtle, The Grapes of Wrath. John Steinbeck.
Remember reading The Grapes of Wrath and witnessing Steinbeck cut away from the action every chapter or so to follow a turtle walking up the highway?   There aren’t many scenes I remember from the book, but that’s one of them.

8.Polly Espey, “Love is a Fallacy”. Max Shulman
This short story is one of my favorites from The Many Loves of Dobie Gillis. Essentially, Dobie teaches her to think logically, in hopes of turning her into an intellectual giant worthy of his romantic affection, and she turns it against him.

9. Lucien Wilbanks, multiple John Grisham novels. (A Time to Kill, The Last Juror)
Wilbanks is an interesting character. If I recall correctly, he served as an iconoclastic mentor in Grisham’s original work, but in The Last Juror — set in the seventies — cast him in a more despicable, almost villainous light.

10. Nova Stihl, Death Star. Michael Reaves.

Death Star is the story of A New Hope from the viewpoint of soldiers and civilians aboard the Death Star, and Stihl is one of the more interesting characters in the varied cast. He’s a student of philosophy — the kind who would be studying Stoicism or Zen Buddhism were this novel set in our universe. He’s such an interesting character that I’d like to see more of him.

Posted in General | Tagged | 10 Comments

Guns

Guns

© 1976 Ed McBain (Evan Hunter)
213 pages
Summer. It’s too hot for a job like this. Day like this, anything could go wrong. Doesn’t help that this is the thirteenth job Colley has done with this crew.  They don’t have any hold-ups about the job though, a raid on a liquor store. Should be an easy mark. So he has to do it. But something’ll go wrong. Day like this, it has to. 
“POLICE!” A guy with a shield and a gun, charging toward Colley as he stands watch in the store. He sees the gun and follows his instincts: he shoots. Bang.  The guy drops to the ground. Colley just killed a man. He’s a murderer — a cop-killer, and now  all bets are off.
Guns is the riveting story of Colley Donato, a career hood whose fortunes are reversed when a simple armed robbery goes southward, fast. After the firefight that ensues,  two cops are injured, possibly dead, and Colley’s own partner is bleeding out. While he and his third man — a driver — get the injured gunman to safety,  their lives are forfeit in the city. Colley has to get out fast, but he’s motivated by desperation. Live by the gun, die by the gun — and he can’t seem to shake off the bad luck.  
As Colley runs through the city, he ruminates. The novel is told entirely from his head,  almost in the form of his thoughts — an approach which has worked well for Michael Shaara and his son.  This tack carries the faint risk of seeming disjointed, but McBain does it grandly. Colley’s reflections on the past flow perfectly with his actions in the present, so readers are treated both to the fascinating story of his life as a hood and his thrilling flight from justice — or revenge, depending on how sympathetic you find Colley and the police.   I stayed up entirely too late trying to finish this novel, and am still suffering from it now,  but it had me. There’s a brutal authenticity here, great pacing, and compelling characters. I can’t wait to read more of Ed McBain. I understand he has a long-running series of detective stories, so I’ve a lot to look forward to. 
Related:
  • Rumble Fish, S.E. Hinton
Posted in Reviews | Tagged , , | 2 Comments