September was a solid reading month. One very “meh” book, but lots of entertaining reading otherwise. I’m looking ahead to my reading for the rest of the year and I think I would like to focus on fun reads since it’s going to be busy. Maybe some holiday reading. And also maybe something really fun/engrossing/immersive to read for the plane trip to Taiwan.
Project Hail Mary by Andy Weir, read by Ray Porter. This very popular novel is about a scientist/ middle school science teacher, Ryland Grace, who gets involved in a plan to save the world from destruction and is sent with a team to the far reaches of the galaxy to carry out said plan. Along the way, his fellow travellers do not survive so he has to carry out the mission on his own. Or maybe not on his own. I didn’t know what the book was about when I first picked it up, only that it was getting a lot of raves. Science fiction/space travel really isn’t my thing, but I really loved this book. The science really went over my head, but there is such a human element to the story telling. I’ve read a few books the past few years – this is one, Ministry of Time is another – that have made me realize that I really like books that try to explain what it’s like to be human to an outsider, in all it’s contradictory, messy, fragility. I though Ray Porter did a really good job reading the audio version. Funny story – the 13 year old noticed I was listening to the book and she got so excited because she had listened to it a few years ago and also loved the book and couldn’t wait for me to finish it so we could talk about it together. Also there’s a movie coming out next year… I’m so intrigued about how they make the story work!
Fat Ham by James Ijames, production by Audible Originals. I’ve recently discovered that Audible has a large selection of plays in their collection, many of which they produced themselves. I like listening to plays because they are shorter than books, but pack just as big of a wallop. Also – I don’t get to the theatre very often and this is like bringing the theatre to me. Fat Ham, which won the Pulitzer Prize in 2022, is a modern day re-telling of Hamlet, set against the backdrop of a Black family’s BBQ empire. I really liked seeing where the story paralleled Hamlet and where it offered a twist on the Shakespeare. It was kind of irreverent and fun but also thoughtful and emotional. Listening to Fat Ham has prompted me to try to read/ listen to all the Pultizer Prize winning plays of the 2000s. Maybe this will be my reading project for next year.
Winnie and Nelson: Portrait of a Marriage by Jonny Steinberg. I read this after reading Nelson Mandela’s biography and this books was fascinating. All the infidelities and violence and family drama that gets glossed over in Long Walk to Freedom are detailed here. Winne Mandela’s life in particular was really fraught. While Nelson was in jail, she had to raise her two daughters, was constantly unemployed. She was banned to a rural part of South Africa, she assembled a group of bodyguards under the guise of being a football club that carried out some truly violent acts, all the while trying to advocate for the end of Apartheid. Reading this book made the Mandelas more human, framing their fight against apartheid with very human struggles that we all face- looking for love and friendship, making ill advised choices, financial difficulties, temptations, protecting the people you love, work life balance…. Of course, there is something extraordinary about the context of their struggles – I don’t imagine I’m going to have a spouse in jail for thirty years, or that I’m going to be under house arrest – extraordinary situations make for extraordinary choices.
Emily Wilde’s Encyclopaedia of Faeries by Heather Fawcett – This book is told in diary format, as Professor Emily Wilde records her experience researching fairies on a remote Scandinavian village. I have to be honest, this was not a book for me, even though I pushed on to the end. I thought the diary format was not really well executed, and the story stretched the limits of the diary device. At one point, another character starts writing in the journal, which just felt forced. The world building was really hard for me to follow and I still don’t really understand what all was happening. I did like the gruff village inhabitants and the dog, though.
Heartwood by Amity Gaige – This novel details the search for a lost hiker on the Appalachian Trail in Maine. It is told through three main perspectives – the lost hiker, the Maine Warden who is leading the search, and a 72 year woman living in a retirement home. This book has been billed as a “thriller”, so I wasn’t really sure if it would be for me because that’s not really my genre, but it’s been getting a lot of buzz and I kept reading about people loving this book, so I decided to pick it up when I saw it at the library. I will say, it didn’t come across as a thriller to me – rather I felt that the mystery of whether or not Valerie would be found, while gripping, took backseat to the characters’ personal stories. I was really sucked in by that character driven aspect of the novel, each character seemed to genuine and well drawn to me and I really liked that.
Be Ready When the Luck Happens by Ina Garten read by the author- This cozy memoir is a perfect autumn read. Garten recounts her life from growing up in Brooklyn to working in DC government to buying The Barefoot Contessa in the attempt to escape her career in bureaucracy. Listening to Garten talk about food and friends and dinner parties made me want to invite a bunch of people over for an impromptu dinner party; the descriptions of food were mouth watering. Garten also talks about the challenges she faced personally, professionally, and financially as she builds her empire. I really liked hearing about how she made certain choices about Barefoot Contessa and projects she was willing or not willing to take on. I do always take memoirs of very successful people with a grain of salt, though, because I think even though it’s clear that Garten is super smart and driven and savvy, she clearly had a lot of support when crafting her career. Sometimes memoirs make it seem super easy to become wildly successful, like good things just happen, but it does seem to me that people who are successful entrepreneurs have a lot of personal and financial connections that they can leverage. I still really enjoyed this book, though.
On my proverbial night stand: The Joy Luck Club by Amy Tan – Cool Blogger’s Book Club read.
Say Nothing by Patrick Radden Keefe- 2018 non-fiction book about the Troubles in Northern Ireland during the 1960s and 1970s. I guess reading about civil conflict has been a theme of my non-fiction reading this year.
Say You’ll Be Mine by Naina Kumar – Romance novel featuring the fake engagement of two people who are introduced through the matchmaking efforts of their Indian parents.
Do you like reading memoirs? What are you looking forward to reading to round out the year? Have you ever listened to a play in audio?
I really enjoyed reading in August, and managed to read more than I do most months. Lately, I’m trying to have dedicated reading time. Yes, I still always have a book (or four) on Libby to pull out when I’m standing in line or waiting for something, but I’ve realized that for me, reading breeds reading; the more uninterrupted reading time I have, the more I enjoy books. And in turn, the more I enjoy reading books, the more I want to read books and the more likely I’ll reach for a book when I have pockets of time.
Not getting interrupted allows me to get into the flow of the story and remember details. There are books that are good adventures, propulsive plots of which I don’t have to remember all the details – these often make good audiobooks for me and I can tune in or out but still get the gist of the story. But a books that a rich in detail and character, books that I like to savor and think about – these books for me benefit from having uninterrupted reading time. I’ve read a few books this year that I’ve really liked, and I think I would have liked them even better if I had gotten to read them in more concentrated chunks, if I had been allowed to sink into them more. Not necessarily in one sitting – I don’t by any means read that fast – but maybe twenty or thirty minutes at a time.
When I only get to read here and there, in the grocery line, or waiting for pick up, or when I’m constantly interrupted by sibling squabbles – I find I don’t connect with what I’m reading as much. I think some of it is an attention span thing- I just get out of practice of concentrating for longer than a few minutes at a time. Maybe, also, I don’t let myself get too invested because I know I will only get to read a small chunk? Perhaps it’s like with any hobby – doing it in an unhurried manner, giving an activity your time and attention allows savoring and makes it more fulfilling. Investing in something you enjoy means not just investing money but also investing time. Anyhow, I’m trying to invest more of my time to uninterrupted reading so that reading may beget more reading. Because books are really awesome.
Anyhow, on to August Books:
Swept Away by Beth O’Leary read by Conor Swindells and Rebekah Hinds: This novel tells about a one night stand on a house boat that becomes a twelve day stand when the boat is swept out to sea. I really enjoyed this book – the characters were smart, with just enough baggage to be interesting, but no so much that it weighed down the story. I enjoyed following the perils and adventures as Zeke and Lexi worked together to survive with dwindling food, no cell service, and no power. There is also a seagull that figures prominently. There is some typical romance novel third act silliness, but not silly enough to bother me. The audiobook narrators were fantastic and full of personality.
Five Little Indians by Michelle Good – This novel by a British Columbia author of Cree and French Canadian heritage tells the interconnected stories of five teenagers who struggle to rebuild their lives after leaving an Indian residential school in British Columbia. I thought these were important stories to tell and that each character has an interesting arc – the stories are heartbreaking and at the same time filled with little triumphs. However, I didn’t enjoy the writing. I thought the prose was very stolid and plain, almost stilted, and the structure of the book was a little confusing at times, jumping back in forth in the timeline. I couldn’t tell if these things were signs of a specific writing technique or a lack of writing technique, but I wanted the writing to sing a bit more than it did.
Knockout by Sarah MacLean – this is the third book in the Hell’s Belle’s series, about a quartet of women out to bring down the scum of high society. I think it’s my favorite so far. Lady Imogen Loveless is an explosives expert. Tommy Peck is a brilliant detective. Of course their paths intersect. I really liked these two protagonists – Imogen was just a bit daffy, but not enough to be annoying, and she was brilliantly smart. Tommy’s working class background is a nice departure in a genre that is often full of dukes and aristocrats. But I will say, when you have a book series centered around a group of very strong willed, independent, ass-kicking women, their heros all kind of start feeling the same. As much as I enjoyed the chemistry and antics of Imogen and Tommy, Tommy had the same “I’m exasperated by your antics and am going to try to come to your rescue all the time,” air that all the other men in the series had so far. But then again, romance novels often thrive on familiar tropes. The writing, as always, is reliably solid and witty and I can’t wait for the fourth book to come out.
The Light from Uncommon Stars by Ryka Aoki – The Husband recommended this novel – it’s set in the part of Southern California where I grew up and where my parents now live. And a donut store features prominently. I thought this book was fantastic. The plot features so many threads that you wouldn’t think it would work, but it does. There’s the trans teenager running away from home, with just her cheap violin and her wits and courage. There’s the brilliant violin teacher who made a deal with the devil. There are the refugees from another galaxy who run a donut store as it is the key to returning home. There is the potter who is running the family’s violin repair store, a store that has been in their family for generations. There are tangerines. I thought this was a beautiful book, and I want to read it again to sink into all the details – the book is feel good, cozy, smart but also doesn’t shy away from pain and difficult situations. Also when I figured out where the titles came from I gasped in wonder – the writing is pretty beautiful, each word or phrase or image so precise and well suited. Also – Bartok’s sonata for solo violin plays a big part in the book, which the music nerd in me just loved. Science fiction isn’t really a genre I read a lot of, but this one was so grounded in things that I know and love, and the writing was so good, that it felt really accessible to me.
One of my favorite passages was this one, when Lan (the alien captain) and Shizuka (the violin teacher) meet at an Olive Garden: Lan ate one, [bread stick] then the other. She looked at Shizuka in horror. “Oh no! I ate your bread stick, too.” “Don’t worry. They’ll bring more.” “Really?” Shisuka tilted her head. “Lan, haven’t you traveled the galaxy? I mean, surely you’ve been to much nice places than an Olive Garden in Cerritos.” Cerritos is a very Asian, very bland, very functional suburban area in Southern California, near where I grew up. This comment made me laugh.
Or this one, the potter training her son on how to mend a violin: “Andrew, careful means watch what you are doing. Careful does not mean be indecisive.”
I need to embrace that more.
The Beast Takes a Bride by Julie Anne Long – The latest in her Palace of Rogues series that takes place in a boarding house along the Thames. I didn’t love this book as much as My Season of Scandal, but I did like it a lot. This is a second chance romance between two people who are married, but have been separated for five years because of things that happened on the night they got married. The story of how Alexandra and her husband Magnus get back together is classic Julie Anne Long- well-written angst and longing with an incandescent resolution. That part of the story I really loved. I have a few quibbles though – first of all, the story starts with Alexandra in jail which lent a certain humor and quirkiness to her character that is never really explored. She turns out to be a little dull, which is actually kind of the point of her character, but I wanted her to be a little less dull. Also most of the story is told from her POV, so Magnus remains in large part a mystery, and I kind of miss getting to understand his transformation from the inside out the way that we see Alexandra’s. Also while I love the antics of the Grand Palace on the Thames, it really threw the pacing off in this story. The parts that didn’t feature the main romantic couple were all well written and funny, but I think in past books, the antics meshed more seamlessly with the main love story, and in this one they didn’t. Having said all that though, I thought the story of Alexandra and Magnus was really well crafted and the conflict was thoughtfully laid out. The cover, though, doesn’t really have a lot to do with the book. I think her covers are getting worse and worse as the series goes on.
Tru Biz by Sara Novic – I thought that this novel set in a boarding school for Deaf teenagers was pretty great. First of all, the plot is interespersed with chapters that explain parts of Deaf history and culture. As someone who is unfamiliar with any of that context, it was so eye opening. The sections that talked about the nuances of sign language were fascinating. Also Alexander Graham Bell had so much more going on than just inventing the telephone. The actual story itself was absorbing too – the story tells the story of two students at the school, and the head mistress of the school. Their stories seem very separate at first, but then come together as plot like things happen. There is some very risky teen behavior going on, and some grown up problems involving the complicated world of running a deaf school, and things like cochlear implants. I thought the ending felt a little unresolved, but in the notes at the end, the author says that she left the end a little open because she wanted these characters, these Deaf characters, to live on in the reader’s mind, so that the reader doesn’t just leave them in the book, but takes them, and Deaf culture, out into the world. I really loved that thought and it makes me see unresolved endings in a whole new light.
On my proverbial Night Stand
Winnie and Nelson: Portrait of a Marriage by Jonny Steinberg – still working my way through this biography of Winnie and Nelson Mandela. There is some seriously messed up shit going on that certainly didn’t make it into Nelson Mandela’s autobiography.
Hum in You Don’t Know the Words by Bianca Marais – A ten year old girl and Xhosa widow’s lives come together in the aftermath of the 1976 Soweto uprisings.
Emily Wilde’s Encyclopedia of Faeries by Heather Fawcett – Curmudgeonly academic goes to a remote Northern Island to research faeries. Breezy and ironic in tone, but moving at a slow pace. Or maybe I’m just reading it at a slow pace?
Project Hail Mary by Andy Weir, read by Ray Porter – I don’t pretend to understand the science bits, but the human bits are really wonderful.
How was your reading life last month? Are you able to find satisfaction in reading in fits and starts, or do you find you need longer uninterrupted time for reading?
I’m fitting two months in this reading recap, since I didn’t get around to writing June’s run down. I managed to read a lot in June, mostly because I wanted to finish the Mandela autobiography before I went to South Africa, so I was very disciplined about it, reading 15 pages a day for two month. July has been mostly audiobooks because of having a long commute.
Stillborn by Guadalupe Nettel, translated by Roslind Harvey – This novel tells about two friends, Alina and Laura – they are independent career driven women whose have to learn to navigate their friendship when Alina decides to have a baby and her pregnancy develops complications. This is very much a character driven book – it’s one about life just happening and explores issues of friendship, motherhood, aging, and what we owe the young people in the world. Its a quiet book – just life being lived, but also profoundly touching as well. The lack of propulsive plot made the book feel a little slow at times, but I thought it was such a thoughtful, meditative book as well. I highlighted so many passages in this book, but two of my favorite:
“Dogs are low-intensity children: they give you love, joy and loyalty. They are affectionate creatures which need to be taken care of, but which in no way stop you from living your life. If you go on a trip or if they annoy you you can just send them away to boarding school. It makes me angry to think that some people even beat them without the risk of being sent to prison. Dogs do not ask questions. If they take offence, they show it timidly and it doesn’t last long. In any case, they can’t sue you, nor demand that you pay for their therapy. Instead of needing a babysitter, it’s enough to have someone take them out for a walk for a few hours. It’s true they never become independent, but it’s also true that they live for only a short time, eighteen years or so if you’re lucky. When they get ill or grow old, many owners opt for euthanasia they prefer to say they have them ‘put to sleep’ without facing legal problems or anyone questioning them about it. I know that there are also many people who treat them well and care for them as if they were a member of the family, but this does not diminish how sad their lives make me feel.” -I’m not really a dog person, but I completely see how dogs can worm their way into one’s heart.
She doesn’t seem ill,’ I said. The doctor assures me that this little girl, as well as being healthy, is determined to live. ‘That’s because she doesn’t read the newspapers yet. As soon as she sees the state the world’s in, she’ll change her mind.’ Alina looked up at me and said: ‘It’s so strange, don’t you think? Why would someone who has never lived want to do so?’ I recalled something I had read years ago, in the Buddhist books I had bought on my last trip to Nepal. According to those writers, who had been born many centuries before Inés and us, the emotion that most characterizes our species is desire, and it is desire, too, that makes us reincarnate as human beings. -I often think about this instinct to live that children have. I mean I want to live because I know about music and love and chocolate. But babies? They know nothing about these things. And then, also, our instinct to nurture children, even those that we know will not survive.
Forever Your Rogue by Erin Langston, read by Justine Eyre and Will M. Watt – I tried to read this book last year, but couldn’t really get into it, but then I saw that the audiobook featured Will Watt, one of my favorite narrators, so I decided to give it another try. This is a sweet and funny fake engagement romance novel about Cora a widowed Countess who bribes her childhood friend and current wastrel Nathaniel to pose as her fiancé so that she can win custody of her children from her evil sister in law. There were some cute touches – each chapter opens with a letter, and I do love epistolatory novels – and Nathaniel’s arc of turning his life around is quite lovely to watch. But I will say the children in the story felt utterly unrealistic to me. All in all, not earth shattering in the genre, but a perfectly pleasant historical romance novel. I wasn’t crazy about Justine Eyre’s narration – it just sounded forced and strangled. Will Watt, though was perfection.
The Undocumented Americans by Karla Cornejo Villavicencio, read by the author – I picked this book up after reading about it in an interview with Jose Andres where he cited this book as one that he thinks the President should read. Villavicencio is herself an undocumented immigrant and her book is part journalism part personal essay, as she travels across the U.S. to tell the stories of the undocumented immigrants who are embedded in the very fabric of our lives here in America. Undocumented immigrants live in a permanently liminal space – here and working, but with no access to safety nets – and Villavicencio details a lot of those lack of safety nets, from those in New York who responded to 9/11, to immigrants in Flint Michigan who were unaware of the water crisis there. Intertwined with the stories of others is her own journey and feelings about being a immigrant in America. This is a hard book in a lot of ways, and it made me realize how lucky I am because my immigration story, and that of my parents’ is very different from what it could have been. I will say, I listened to this on audio because it was the only version I could find; I might have preferred reading this to listening to it – Villavicencio’s narration is a little dry.
Long Walk to Freedom by Nelson Mandela – I read Mandela’s autobiography in anticipation of my trip to South Africa. Mandela is a legendary leader, a prominent figure in modern South African history despite being in jail for almost thirty years. I found reading Mandela’s words riveting; his childhood and schooling, the injustices he suffered as a Black man in South Africa, his daring and illegal political work, the dehumanizing conditions of prison, his capacity for forgiveness and peace-making – I found all of it inspiring. Even though this is a very large book (clocks in at almost 600 pages), it is very readable, and moves quite quickly. I was very determined to finish this book before we left for South Africa so I imposed a very disciplined reading schedule for myself – 15 pages a day. I know it’s just one man’s story, but what a story he had to tell. I highlighted the heck out of this book too.
Three Bags Full: A Sheep Detective Story by Leonie Swann, translated by Anthea Bell – This is a mystery novel featuring crime solving sheep. It was hilarious – I laughed out loud many times. The sheep casually eavesdrop on conversations in search of clues, sneak into churches and pubs and other mundane village fixtures. They are delightful. Seeing the world of humans though their eyes was a lot of fun – humans are quite incomprehensible to them. I will say, the actual mystery itself wasn’t very interesting to me, but I would read the sequel just to see what the sheep get up to next.
The Woman Next Door by Yewande Omotoso – I picked up this book because it was on a list of books set in South Africa, and I like reading books set in my destination when I travel. This novel tells the story about two eighty year old widows, neighbors in Cape Town, one White and one Black, who do NOT get along. Then things happen and they are forced to put up with each other. This book also deals with the legacy of Apartheid in today’s South Africa as Hortensia and Marion are both touched by events in the past. Read this if you want a book about crochety 80 year old women with razor sharp tongues and complicated histories.
Bombshell by Sarah McClean – The first book in McLean’s Hells Belle’s historical romance series (I’d read the second one already, and decided to start with the start of the series.) The main characters Sesily Talbot and Caleb Calhoun were side characters in another McLean novel/series, so this book felt a little bit like being dropped off in the middle of a series, even though it was the firs book of this current series. Sesily and Caleb have long been attracted to each other, and this book is a lot about them fighting that attracting while Sesily tries to covertly bring about the downfall of a dastardly Duke. (I think it was a duke?) To be honest, Sesily and Caleb were the least interesting part of the novel – they fought, made out (and then some), had misunderstanding and secrets and a little bit of martyr syndrome. Pretty standard romance stuff. The best part of the book was the friendship between Sesily and her fellow female vigilantes – their honest, loyal, bantering friendship made this book sparkle. I’m sticking to this series to read more about the female friendships.
The Red Notebook by Anton Laurain, translated by Jane Aitkin and Emily Boyce read by Alex Wyndham – (Interesting… this is my third novel in translation in this post…) I got this book because I needed a new audiobook for the car and a bunch of people on Reddit recommend Alex Wyndham as an audiobook narrator. This novel tells the story of Laurent, a bookseller, who finds a purse in the street and searches for the owner. The owner, Laure, had been mugged and is in the hospital. The books kind of feels like a Hallmark movie – predictable, warm, and a full cast of family and friends to meet and meddle along the way. There are lots of fun literary references and there is also a grumpy cat that I enjoyed. All in all, a sweet, pleasant read/listen, though not terribly memorable.
Drop Dead by Lily Chiu read by Philippa Soo and John Cho – Two rival journalists compete for the chance to write a tell all about a famed reclusive author. This enemies to lovers novel is a little different in tone from Chiu’s other books I’ve read; first of all it’s in third person alternating narratives when her past novels have been in first person. I miss a little of the quirky first person voice, to be honest, and the book also felt a little unresolved in terms of the BIG SECRET that the reclusive author was hiding. I would read this book for Chiu’s witty insights and banter, the cats, and the glimpses into the newsroom, particularly obituary writing.
The Mysterious Affair at Styles by Agatha Christie, an Audible Original – Not strictly an audiobook, rather this is a dramatized audio version of Christie’s first Poirot novel. I thought this was really really well done. The voice acting was spot on (Peter Dinklage was Poirot, Phil Dunster, who plays Jamie Tartt on Ted Lasso was another character, Rob Delany from Catastrophe played the American husband), and the writer/adaptor punched up some of the WWI aspects to create more atmosphere and tension. There was an original score that was by turns creepy and nostalgic. I don’t remember if I’ve ever read this mystery, but I was for sure as invested in finding the murderer as I was in the lives of everyone in the story.
On my Proverbial nightstand:
Nelson and Willie: Portrait of a Marriage by Jonny Steinberg – This dual biography details the relationship of Nelson and Winnie Mandela. There is a lot in this book that didn’t make it into Mandela’s autobiography. Understandably so. It’s all quite scandalous.
Five Little Indians by Michelle Good – Novel about five teenagers who struggle to adapt to life in Vancouver after leaving the church-run residential school they were forced into as children. So far it’s been grim but engrossing.
Tru Biz by Sara Novic – I started reading this book a while back, but then it went on the back burner while I finished some books that were actually due back at the library. I’m really loving this book about a high school for Deaf teens trying to live their teenage lives, and the headmistress trying to keep everything together.
The Beast Takes a Bride by Julie Anne Long – the next book in the Palace of Rogue series. It’s pretty swoony so far.
Project Hail Mary by Andy Weir, read by Ray Porter – This book is a lot of fun and Porter is a great narrator.
Hello from a quiet empty house! The Husband has taken the children on the annual trip to Indiana and since I have to work, I have stayed behind. I won’t lie, it’s really nice. You know how they talk about secret single behavior in Sex and the City? The thing that people who live with other people do when they don’t have to be with or live with other people? My secret single behavior is: -Sleeping with the blinds up so that the sunlight wakes me up in the morning. -listening to NPR. -Not emptying the dishwasher until there are so many dirty dishes on the counter and I need the space back. -Eating snack dinner. -Going to bed early. When the kids are home, I tend to go to bed late because after I put them to bed, I just want to stay up and scroll. But without kids, I can scroll during the day! and then go to bed early. (Though, TBH, there isn’t a lot of this going on because I’ve been working til 10:30pm every night.)
I feel like there are other things I do that would qualify as secret single behavior – wearing the same clothes for three days in a row (I do change my underwear), eating food from the back of the fridge that might be a little too old, making bodily function noises… But you know what? I do this when the family is home anyway, so it’s not really secret. And the family puts up with it and this might be one reason I love them.
The house is quiet. Almost too quiet. I was dog sitting for a couple days, but even the dog has now gone home, so it’s just me. I had all sorts of plan of things to do with my empty house, but between work and walking the dog and sleep, I find I don’t have as much time leftover as I would like.
You know that saying by Groucho Marx: “Outside of a dog, a book is a man’s best friend. Inside of a dog, it is too dark to read.”
Some sort of goals for this child-free weekend (or what remains of it.) -Finish my book (I’m less than 100 pages from the end!) -prep food for next week, since it is tech week. Boiled eggs, marinated beans. Maybe bake something (Japanese milk bread?). Chai concentrate. Lemonade concentrate? -Blog post. Maybe prep a few more. -Declutter the area by my desk in the bedroom. -Consider if we can fit a camping trip in this summer. -journal and reflect on July and plan August/ School year things. -Farmer’s market? -watercolor time
One thing on my list I did do was hang out with my friend K. We went kayaking along the Potomac – something I’d never done before and which I had always wanted to do. We went down to Fletcher’s Boat house, rented a tandem kayak for an hour and went upstream a little bit, then back down, all at a meandering pace, enjoying the wildlife, sunshine, and occasional breeze. I can’t believe I’ve never done this before – Fletcher’s Cove is easy to get to, there’s plenty of parking, and here the Potomac is gentle. It’s not so isolated that you can’t hear the airplanes flying into National, or see the traffic on the GW Parkway, but these are all very distant and being on the water feels like it’s own special place.
Afterwards, my friend K and I went to grab lunch at a nearby sandwich place. We split a salad and a tomato sandwich. The sandwich was made from the tastiest summer tomatoes and topped with with basil mayo, all tasting of sunshine and leisure. And afterwards we split a cup of strawberry ice cream. We were there for two hours, just chatting and catching up – it was just a perfect summer friend date. How wonderful it is to have friends (or spouses, or kids) who like splitting food so you never have to choose just one option, or you never have to finish that ice cream on your own.
It was a nice way to spend the day away from the opera and work, recharging my emotional battery for what will be a long week ahead.
The past few weeks have been lots of kid time and lots of work and lots of driving. Here are some moments:
The rehearsal hall strewn with flowers. There is a scene in our show where the chorus throws flowers all over the stage. The effect is quite stunning. It’s the kind of thing you only do once or twice during room rehearsals because it’s such a pain to have to clean up. Much to my surprise and delight, at the end of rehearsal, most of the cast stayed to help us pick up all the flowers and petals. What kindness.
Best commute of the week: driving from the 13 year olds’ theatre showcase to work. There is a farm stand on the way and I got to stop an pick up vegetables and peaches and plums.
Worst commute of the week: Friday evening after rehearsal. Which, you would think, it’s 10:30pm on a Friday night, why would traffic be bad???? Well it was, due to construction. I guess it makes sense to do construction when the traffic is lighter. Though it makes the traffic less light. It took me an hour to drive the 18 miles home. The Husband reminded me of a saying from when he lived in Minneapolis: In Minneapolis there are two seasons- Winter and construction.
Conversation with my the five year old: 5 year old: [Big brother] said I wasn’t smart. Me: Is it true? 5 year old: No. It hurt my feelings. Me: I would just ignore him, if I were you. 5 year old: Well, I’m not you.
Speaking of the 5 year old, we are all determined to get her to ride a bike by the end of the summer. Even the 13 year old is part of the efforts. I’m a little surprised because the 5 year old is quite fearless – she is already diving, even before she can really swim a full length of the pool – so her reluctance in bike riding has been giving me pause.
Swimming laps. While the kids have been away, I’ve gone to the pool to swim laps. I have to say at first it felt weird to go to the pool without the kids, but told myself I was being silly – we are all members of the pool, I get to use it too! Our pool is never crowded, and showing up at 11am, I practically have the whole place to myself, except for the biddies who sit under the cabana and gossip together. It’s been such a soothing thing to be able to swim back and forth and back and forth, just thinking about air and breath and movement. I’ve been feeling a little overstimulated lately – too much light and sound and constant singing in my ears. The pool has become the place I go when I want quiet. I’m coming to appreciate places I can go for just 30-60 mins for a quick recharge. Ducking into a museum, dropping by the pool, a quick library visit… Sometimes I don’t go places because I think I need to spend a few hours there, but really for places that are free (or to which I have a membership), going for a quick trip a couple times a week is just as much of a value as going for a half day once a month.
I checked something off the 5 year old’s summer fun list and we made popsicles. These are watermelon-lime-strawberry popsicles:
Sweet and sour snacks: Two snacks making my mouth happy these days are Haribo Twin Snakes and Taiwanese salty dried plums. The latter I brought back from Taiwan in January, and only now just opened because they are actually quite difficult to find the the U.S. and I knew once I finished the package, that would be it for a while. When I was growing up, my grandmother would bring these sweet/sour/salty treats from Taiwan when she visited us, and I would nibble the flesh off the seed, savoring all the different tastes swirling around, then I would pop the seed in my mouth and suck on it until all the flavor was gone. This brand of salted plum I got from Taiwan is seedless, so I can’t suck on the seed, but I’m savoring them all the same.
See – they’re almost gone!!!
As for Twin Snakes, the 13 year old turned me on to these. They are like two gummy worms stuck together where one is sweet and one is sour. I love the sweet/sour combination.
But speaking of Twin Snakes. We might have had an incident where the two little kids ate the 13 year old’s Twin Snakes while she was out of the house. As a punishment, I had them write a card of apology to their big sister. Well, the 8 year old wrote it:
In case you can’t read 8 year old scrawl, it says, “Dear Lulu Sorry for eating your twin snak[e]s. Yell at me all you want. Don’t yell at dad. Sincerely A”
On replacing things….Towards the end of the previous week, my watch stopped working. In the middle of rehearsal. As someone who’s job it is to keep track of time, this was kind of a panic inducing thing. I ended up having to use my phone for the rest of rehearsal, which isn’t ideal because I find it distracting and annoying to have to keep pulling it out. I didn’t get around to replacing my watch for three or four days. In the past when my watch stopped working, I just went to Target to get a new one. It’s a pretty basic Timex digital watch. EXCEPT – the Target near me didn’t have them. Indeed, the sales associate looked at me strangely when I first asked where they were, since the watches weren’t in accessories where I was used to finding them. She sent me down to electronics. Of course, all they had down there were smart watches. The associate in electronics seemed somewhat confused that I would want a non-smart watch. Anyhow, after that bust of a Target run, I did end up ordering the exact same watch from Amazon, and the next day, my wrist felt not as empty any more.
Anyhow, it got me thinking of what other things in my life I would replace immediately if I lost or broke it. Of course there are the obvious things like wallet, ID, keys, phone, laptop – things that could be counted as “essential.” What, though, are the non-essential things that I would replace immediately? I feel like sometimes when things break or I lose them, I go a while before replacing them – I’ll try to make do with a replacement I already have at home, or just decided that I don’t need to replace them at all. There are, however, little luxuries that I have gotten used to, which feel almost essential to me now, that I would replace immediately if something happened.
-Gelrup slippers. I almost always wear slippers around the house and I love my Gelrups because they are made of wool so aren’t too hot in the summer, yet still cozy in the winter. If my slippers went missing, I guess it wouldn’t be the end of the world, but there is something about walking on bare floors/carpet that makes me cringe a little bit and I would want my slippers back as soon as possible. (Probably large part due to the fact that we don’t sweep enough….)
-Yeti mug. I love everything about my Yeti Rambler with the Hot Shot lid. I love that it keeps my drinks cold or hot for hours. I love that it is dishwasher safe. I love that it doesn’t leak (unless I forget to close the lid properly) so that I can toss it into my bag and not worry about tea getting everywhere. I love the colour. I leave the house with this in my hand 95% of the time. I actually did lose this one time – I had left it behind in the lobby of the building where I had been taking art classes. I immediately went out and got a new one even though I have a few back up travel mugs. They just don’t do all the things I need them to do. I should probably throw the spare ones out, but I think, “What would I do if I lost my Yeti?” Apparently, the answer is run out an immediately buy another one.
-Airpods. Maybe this should fall under “essential” now that my phone no longer has a jack for earphones? Being able to listen to books, music, podcasts, etc, and take phone calls hands free – I would be sad if I had to go back to wired earphones. The 13 year old recently lost/broke her Bluetooth headphones and now wanders around the house using crappy old wired earbuds, the kind that you get for free on airplanes. We have DRAWERS of these crappy airline earbuds. Anyhow, there is something delightfully old school about seeing her with wires dangling. But me, I don’t think I could ever go back.
-Flip Belt. Look, I try not to let sad excuses stop me from running, but I will admit there have been days when I decided not to go running because I couldn’t find my Flip Belt. Running while trying to hold my phone and without my water bottle is just so…. inconvenient. I have thought about getting a second one as back up, but I do feel like I’m the kind of person who keeps better track of things when I only have one.
-pen holder. This clips to my binder and helps me not lose my pens and pencils. It’s from Muji and one of the best $3 I’ve ever spent. The sad thing, though, is even though I would run out and replace this if I were to lose it, I actually can’t because Muji doesn’t sell them anymore. In fact I can’t find them anywhere on the internet. So I better not lose this.
-Little alarm clock – This clock sits with me in rehearsal, so I can keep an eye on the time. Sure there’s a clock on the wall. Sure I also can look at my phone. But there is something more immediate about having the time at a glance, without have to pick up my phone. Once and a while I forget to bring it to rehearsal and I feel lost. I do actually have more than one of these.
-Travel Bluetooth keyboard. My keyboard is paired with my phone, my iPad and my computer, and it’s only a little bigger and thicker than an envelope so I can just slip it into my laptop bag. I love using it when I have to fill out registration forms on my phone – typing on the phone is not something I excel at. Half the time, I hit the wrong key and have to start over again – it’s very frustrating. Similarly, typing on the iPad is just not … convenient. This keyboard was a game-changer for blogging on my tablet – so much faster than typing on the screen. This keyboard has made my life so much better that when I lost it recently on our South Africa trip, I replaced it as soon as I got home.
I’m sure there are more things, but off the top of my head those are a few things that are panic-inducing if lost. I sometimes feel so materialistic when I panic over lost things and immediately replace them, but there are some non-essentials that do indeed make my life so much better.
Grateful For: -Nature oases in the city. As my friend and I were floating along the Potomac, I was just so grateful that even though we live in an urban area, there are lots of ways to get to nature. Being among green things is so good for my soul.
-Lifeguards.
-Cooler weather. We’ve had a few weeks of unbearably hot weather. So glad it is cooling off a little bit.
-The 13 year old’s theatre instructors. We went to her theatre camp showcase and it was so much fun to see her singing and dancing.
-A perfectly ripe, juicy mango.
-Sleeping in. I don’t know if 7:00am counts as sleeping in, but it does for me, without kids to wake me up. Though the dog did wake me up once at 6:30am. I took him out for a walk and then went back to bed and slept for another hour.
-People who plant gardens so I have beautiful flowers to see on my walks.
Looking Forward To:
-Tech week. I don’t love tech week – it’s stressful, and moves quickly, and I have to be so very prepared to go into it because a lot of people rely on me to get them where they need to be so that the show can happen. And I’m always terrified of making a wrong decision or telling someone the wrong thing. YET when it goes well, it feels really good. But truth, I am looking forward to this particular tech week because it is in an outdoor venue, which means that we can’t have lighting sessions until it is dark. (Lighting sessions are tech sessions where we tweak the lighting without the cast onstage waiting for us to fix the light cues – this is particular to opera. In theatre, they usually set lighting cues with the artists onstage.) Which means that we usually have lighting sessions after rehearsals. So we will rehearse from 8-11:30p with the singers, then we will let the singers go and light until 2am. This sounds intense, right? I will admit, though, there’s a special air of bonding in the air when you are standing onstage at 1:30am setting lighting cues. Like only the strong get to stay behind and do it. But really, my favorite part of over night lighting sessions, and what I’m looking forward to is that the company feeds us between the rehearsal and the lighting session. Free food makes a lot of things better in my book. Maybe I’m cheap, maybe I’m a sell out. But free food, man, is irresistible to me. I’m really looking forward to that 11:30pm burger, fries, and Coke.
-The family coming home. I don’t think I necessarily miss having the kids around, but I am very excited that they will be home soon.
-Tap dancing lessons! The Husband and I had a session where we looked at activities for the kids for the upcoming year – trying to figure out where they will fall and what we have the budget and logistical capacity for. I’m not in rehearsals until the end of October, so we can be a little activity heavy the first few months of school. So I signed the 5 year old and myself up for parent/tot tap dancing lessons. I’ve always wanted to learn to tap dance, and the 5 year old wanted to take dance classes. I’m so excited. The 8 year old also wants to take tap classes, but I need to see what the soccer schedule is like first.
-Basil. The Husband planted a whole bunch of basil and it’s going gangbusters. I can’t wait to use it. There will be pesto. I also am thinking of making some kind of basil simple syrup to have with fizzy water. Any other suggestions?
-Next up on my audiobook cue – it’s come highly recommended by so many people – it’s not my usual fare, so I’m excited to see if I like it.
Whoa – I just saw that this is 16 hours long… not sure if I’ll finish it before the end of this gig. I hope traffic is not so bad that I do finish it….
What We Ate: Two weeks worth of dinners to record, but really the last few days here don’t really count because … well secret single behavior.
Monday: Caprese Pasta Salad. Tortellini, Buffalo mozzarella, diced tomatoes, basil, drizzled with balsamic vinegar.
Tuesday: Shrimp tacos. I prepped the shrimp and the mango slaw before I went to work, and when the Husband came home he just had to heat the tortillas and sautée the shrimp and dinner was fast and easy. (I had leftover pasta salad at work.) I think the Husband also make a tofu filling for the tacos too.
Wednesday: I had more pasta salad at work. The Husband picked up Bahn mi sandwiches for the kids. He himself went out for dinner with his friend.
Thursday: The kids and Husband had steamed green beans and leftovers at home. I was done rehearsal by 5pm, but it would have taken an hour to get home at that point, so I went to Yard House with the other stage managers. I had a really tasty Ahi Tuna sandwich.
Friday: Pizza and the Minecraft movie for the family. I had some kind of leftovers at work. I hear the movie was surprisingly good.
Saturday: The family had dumplings and steamed green beans. Leftovers again for me.
Sunday: We had spaghetti with red sauce, Caesar salad, and garlic bread. There is something so comforting and delicious to me about spaghetti with jarred red sauce. So simple yet often just what I’m in the mood for.
Monday: Eggplant and pork stir fry with udon noodles. I had the leftover spaghetti at work
Tuesday: Taco Tuesday – chicken mole tacos. This is the mole sauce that I had made three months ago. Thank you past me for freezing three batches of the mole sauce for easy dinners later on.
Wednesday: This is the day the family departed so I’m not sure what they had for dinner. I had the leftover eggplant and pork stir fry.
Thursday: Family still gone. To be honest, I didn’t really eat dinner this day because I went to work late and worked straight through to the end of rehearsal. It’s not an abusive system, I swear. I just wasn’t hungry when I had time to sit down and eat, so I didn’t. I did have snacks througout rehearsal and then I did eat half an avocado and sesame rice crackers when I got home.
Friday: Family still gone. Another day without having to cook. And actually another day where I wasn’t hungry becasue we started teh day so late. I had yogurt and blueberries when I got home from work.
Saturday: Family still gone. I had snack dinner – brie, goat cheese, and Triscuits.
I hope you have a wonderful week as we round the corner of summer. We’ve flipped out three month at a time Calendar and eep! I can see October.
Do you have any secret single behaviors? Is there anything yo’ve always wanted to learnt o do? Do you remember who taught you to ride a bike? What should I do with all that basil? What things would you replace immediately replace? Tell me everything!
Not a book, but book related thought lately – I went to see the opera Porgy and Bess with my 13 year old a few weeks ago. I had last seen this show ten years ago and I found I had a very different reaction to it this time around. (Spoiler alert…) Porgy and Bess tells the story of a Black community living in Catfish Row in South Carolina. Porgy, a disabled begger is in love with Bess, taking her in when her violent murdering boyfriend flees from the law. At the end of the opera, Bess takes off for New York with her drug dealer. When Porgy finds out, he decides to go after her. Curtain. End of opera.
The first time I saw the opera, when the curtain came down at the end, I thought, “wait, that’s it?!?!”. I found the ending really unsatisfactory. I wanted Porgy to find Bess and have a happy ending. Or him to die on the way to NY, or Bess to die… something that felt like an ending, not a beginning. But the opera doesn’t tell you what happens to Porgy after he leaves Catfish Row. We don’t even know if he makes it to New York.
Watching the opera ten years later, though, this ending did not bother me as much. Maybe because I already knew what was going to happen? But maybe also because I’m ten years older and my expectations of narratives and story arcs have changed over the years. I was thinking about this because the 13 year old’s reaction to the ending was the same as my reaction ten years ago. She wanted to know what happened to Porgy. (She also had some choice words for Bess, saying she didn’t deserve him.) I read Katherine Graham’s memoirs in my twenties, and when I got to the part where she got married, I realized that we were only about 1/3 of the way through the book – there was still another four hundred pages to go. I remember that being kind of a narrative-challenging light bulb moment for me, this realization that there is a lot of life ahead of a person after marriage and that the narratives I had come to expect weren’t the only narratives out there, fiction or non-fiction.
I wouldn’t want to read a romance novel that doesn’t end with a happily ever after, but for other fiction, I think I’m okay with inconclusive endings. I think I can read a book where the real story is in the journey and not the destination. I still do like a book where the ending is tied up neatly, but when the ending is inconclusive, I don’t find it as unsatisfying as I used to. I no longer think it’s the author’s job to fill in all the blanks for me. I can think and speculate about what there’s character’s lives look like after “The End”. I felt like this about Clear. Lisa noted that the ending seemed abrupt to her, and I agree – I do wish that I knew what happened to the three main characters. But I also loved the journey they all went on before they end of the book, and I realized that was the story that the author wanted to tell. It might not be about where a character ends up geographically, but rather where they end up internally.
Anyhow – what about you? Do you like books with endings that feel final? Or do books with nebulous endings appeal to you too?
On to books read last month. I read more books that I usually do, a lot of them on audio since I was commuting a lot. Nothing outstandingly amazing, but each very engrossing in their own ways…
Master Slave Husband Wife: An Epic Journey from Slavery to Freedom by Ilyon Woo – This non-fiction book tells the story of Ellen and William Craft, who escape from slavery by boldly pretending that Ellen was a sickly white man and William was her servant. They board a train in Georgia and travel north to Boston. The escape spans about half the book, and the rest of the book tells about how the flee to England (via Nova Scotia!) and become famous speakers against slavery. The Crafts’ story is so amazing and this book is filled with many historical details, giving readers a descriptive sense of America at the time. One thing that really made me think – I knew that very few slaves could read or write, but when it is put in context of pretending to be a white gentleman, it is amazing to me that the Crafts managed to pull off their escape. Think about all the little things you have to read or write when travelling – schedules, tickets, hotel ledgers, menus. When the Crafts arrive in Boston and one of their first requests was to learn to read – that was such an emotional moment for me:
“Ellen had come of age in a house where education was prized, but denied to her-where she had only been able to stare at the alphabet in secret. Here was a new beginning, evidenced in the tentative series of loops and lines that she formed in her own hand-spectral, fleeting traces that she drew, erased, and drew, again, to spell out her name, Ellen.”
― Ilyon Woo, Master Slave Husband Wife, p. 137
This is a gripping and fascinating non-fiction read, if you are looking for narrative non-fiction – well written and detailed.
Stage Kiss by Amelia Jones – This romance novel tells the story of two actors performing as Elizabeth and Darcy in a touring production of a Pride and Prejudice musical. And the tour is stopping in DC. So many things in that plot summary are my catnip – Jane Austen retelling! Theatre! Set in DC! In truth, this book wasn’t the best romance novel I’d ever read – the attempts to parallel P&P are a bit of a stretch at times – but I had a fun time reading about my world in a romance novel – I could picture the places they were and the walks they took. I don’t know that it’s a super accurate depiction of my work life, but who cares? Okay, the one part that made my jaw drop, though, was when the two main characters had sex in the dressing room while in costume! I’m pretty sure dressing room sex happens all the time, but IN COSTUME!!!!?!?!?! I mean we don’t even let people sit on the ground or eat in costume. Having sex in costume is just irresponsible.
The Switch by Beth O’Leary narrated by Alison Steadman and Daisy Edgar-Jones – Okay, fun P&P link here – Allison Steadhm played Mrs. Bennet in the iconic (and to my mind the best) BBC P&P adaptation. The Switch tells the story of Leena and her grandmother Eileen who are both in a bit of a rut, so they switch homes for two months; Leena takes her grandmother’s house in rural Yorkshire and Elieen will take Leena’s flat in London. I was looking for a sweet fun audiobook, and having enjoyed O’Leary’s Flatshare, I picked this one up, liking that the premise featured an older protagonist. The plotting is not as tight and flowing as Flatshare, but I still really liked this book and seeing how Leena and Eileen’s journey unfolded. I particularly liked Eileen’s attempts at dating and friendship as a senior citizen – Eileen is a quietly bad ass character.
Why We Make Mistakes by Joseph T. Hallinan, read by Marc Cashman – This book was recommended to me by a co-worker and I read it because I had been thinking a lot about choices I was making that didn’t always seem to be the right ones. Journalist Hallinan explores the reasons behind mistakes and missteps and human error. This book read like a compilation of scientific research over the years about how human behavior is fallible. There were lots of interesting tidbits. As an overthinker, the part that really stuck with me was when Hallinan talked about how statistically, having more information does not necessarily make for more correct choices. So when I dither on making a decision because I feel like I need more information, that’s really my own reluctance to commit, not necessarily because I truly need more information. There was also an interesting discussion about how amateurs sometimes can catch mistakes that experts miss because they are looking at something with unbiased eyes. Often experts expect something to be a certain way, so they don’t read information carefully, glossing over details that they perceive as correct. Lot of interesting things to ponder, but to be honest, I feel like this book could also have been just as useful if it had been a podcast or magazine article as well.
Mad About You by Mhairi McFarlane – This book was my 13 year old’s suggestion. It’s one of those books that is marketed as a romance, but really the romance aspect is secondary to the main character figuring out their life. Wedding photographer Harriet calls off her wedding to a perfect on paper man and moves in with Cal Clark who is also reeling from a broken engagement. Cal is a conveniently nice and sweet guy, but he’s the least interesting part of the book – he’s kind of a narrative box checker. The meat of this novel is about how Harriet, with the help of her friends, learns to free herself from the trauma of past relationships and help others do the same. The best parts of the book, I thought, were those friendships, and also I admit, I did love the details of her job as a wedding photographer. When I asked the 13 year old what she liked about this book, she said she liked that the romance wasn’t the main point, but that a lot of the book was about Harriet figuring things out for herself. I thought that was a pretty cool observation on her part.
A Tempest of Desire by Lorraine Heath, read by Will Watt – This romance novel tells the story of Marlowe, a famous courtesan (though really, she’s 22 years old and has only had one lover in her life, so I felt like courtesan is kind of a misnomer). Marlowe flies hot air balloons as a hobby, and during one stormy flight, she crash lands on the island of Viscount Langdon. They shelter together until the storm passes and then have to navigate their mutual attraction once they return to London society. I think there were a lot of great character details – Marlow’s impoverished childhood, Langdon suffering from an affliction as a result of a train accident – all of it well researched and detailed. The plot itself is pretty slight, and the ending rather abrupt, but I still enjoyed it. Truth, though, the appeal of this book was 95% Will Watt’s narration. He just has the kind of voice that you can sink into and he imbues every word with a panoply of emotion and intent. This is one of those romance novels that are part of a huge series, and every character that seemed interesting probably has their own book.
The Crucible by Arthur Miler – LA Theatre Works production – This wasn’t strictly a book, but an audio version (borrowed via Libby) of the famous play. I had, shockingly, never read the play; it wasn’t required reading in high school. Early this year, a theatre friend of mine was singing the praises of the play John Procter is the Villain, now on Broadway, and I confessed:
Since the opera version is on the horizon for me, I thought it a good a time as any to finally discover Miller’s iconic work. It’s all kinds of messed up, isn’t it? I just felt icky at the end. Which I guess is kind of the point. I love LATW production of plays – I should listen to more of them.
On my Proverbial Night Stand (I realize that a lot of these books were in progress last month too…) Long Walk to Freedom by Nelson Mandela – I’ve been reading 15-20 pages of this book every day because I am detirmined to finish it before out trip to South Africa. It’s really gripping and inspiring.
Three Bags Full by Leonie Swan – Sheep solve mysteries I’m having a really hard time concentrating on this book, to be honest. But when I do managed to have a big chunk of time to give this book, I love it.
The Undocumented Americans by Karla Cornejo Villavicencio, read by the author – I saw this book in an interview with Jose Andres as the book he most wished he could require the President to read. It tells about how illegal immigrants are inextricably woven into the fabric of our lives in America. The narration is a little dry, but the stories open my eyes and break my heart.
On another note….
Anyone want to recommend a book to read during my trip to South Africa? Things that check boxes for a vacation read for me:
Gripping, immersive plot. (I like good writing and character driven books too, but for travel I definitely want a page turner)
Average length – not too long (don’t want to pack a huge tome), not too short (or else I’ll finish it too soon.)
Characters who are smart and trying to do the right thing, whatever that means to them.
I like most fiction genres. Memoir or narrative non fiction also would be of interest. Fantasy or Sci-fi if there isn’t too much world building.
Bonus points if it’s set in South Africa or London, written by an underrepresented demographic, has a bit (or a lot) of romance, or looks at a kind of niche subject/location/historical period.
Books I’ve read in the past that I would consider perfect for vacation: The House on the Cerulean Sea, Where’d You Go Bernadette?, Agatha Christie novels, The Great Believers, Hunger Games Trilogy, Ministry of Time, Fleishman is in Trouble, Harlem Shuffle, The Monsters We Defy, Nothing to See Here.
Things I don’t care for: -Unreliable narrators -Suicide, sexual assault, or graphic violence
Only three books finished in April – but that’s par for the course for a month of being in rehearsals and tech.
Clear by Carys Davies, read by Russ Bain – Set in 1843 on a remote Scottish Island, this short novel tells the story of John Ferguson, a minister, who has been sent to the island to evict its last remaining inhabitant, a man named Ivan. Ivan doesn’t speak English and has been living on his own for many many years. This book was written in language so beautifully spare and precise. I loved how the story explored themes of language, communication, and connection, contemplating how we live alone, and with each other. I liked this book so much that as soon as I finished the audiobook, I borrowed the book from Libby so I could read the prose myself. It’s a pretty slender book, but each word or image packs a punch.
Heartbreaker by Sarah MacLean – This is the second book in the Hell’s Belles series, and the first one that I have read of that series. It’s basically a road romance as former thief, now society wallflower Adelaide Frampton races the Henry Carrington, Duke of Clayborn on quest to find his brother who has eloped. It’s a little convoluted. I liked a lot about this book – it has MacLean’s signature strong female characters, wit, warm female friendships, well developed side characters, and elegant writing. The chemistry is top notch. I thought the plot was a little meh. There are books where the characters drive the plot, but I thought in the book, the plot drove the characters, and I didn’t see much character development. Still, I always enjoy a Sarah MacLean novel, and this one was a solid one.
Briefly, Perfectly Human by Alua Arthur, read by the author – Arthur is a Death Doula – she helps people as they are nearing the end of their lives handle both the practical and the intangible matters that come with dying. This book is her memoir, starting with her childhood in Ghana and the U.S., how she came to her profession, and lessons she has learned along the way. The memoir part of the book was non-linear and a little scattered, almost cyclical. I have to admit I had problems following it, though maybe it’s because i listened ot it on audio. But the parts of her book where she talks about her different clients and how they each faced death, and the lessons she learned – that was where I felt the book really spoke to me. Arthur talks a lot of the interstitial nature of life – how we are always in some form of transition. I particularly liked this passage:
“To adapt is central to the human experience. Humans are masters at navigating the unknown and adapting to new circumstances, even though we often do not give ourselves the credit. Change is the god that we must bow to. Each new day that we get to wake up, we greet a reality that wages a war of attrition against our expectations. Life doesn’t go the way we want. Duh. Ideas fail. People change their minds. Governments get overthrown. Babies won’t nap. Psychedelic trips end with a potential for inpatient treatment. Our hearts get broken. We burn dinner. Tires go flat. Yet, we learn to adapt in the moment, even as we struggle and resist. Learning to adapt introduces us to the new self, time and time again. The new self is one we never imagined – someone who has integrated all that has come before. When we arrive at this new place, we are able to say, “Today, I am here.” Starting sentences and thoughts with the word today grounds us in the present. “Today, my husband can no longer walk.” “Today, I can’t grip my coffee cup.” “Today, my best friend can’t stomach her favorite meal.” “Today, I am separated.” “Today, my father is dead.” Today is not without its grief.”
― Alua Arthur, Briefly Perfectly Human
I love that idea of “Today” – what a great thought to hold on to when things feel hard.
On my Proverbial night stand:
Three Bags Full by Leonie Swan – a mystery featuring crime-solving sheep. It’s quirky and delightful, but I just can’t seem to get into it. I think I just need to spend an hour reading it to get the plot underway.
Still Born by Guadalupe Nettel – I’m liking these short chapters – concise but packed. (Also – side note, I tried to google the title without the author’s name to make sure I was spelling it right, and that was a mistake – so trigger warning for anyone sensitive to child loss.)
Why We Make Mistakes by Joseph T. Hallinan – non-fiction recommended to me by a co-worker. Listening on audio.
Mad about You by Mhariri McFarlane – rom com type book, recommended to me by the 13 year old. I didn’t read the blurb so I’m not quite sure what the set up is quite yet, but the characters are funny and the writing has a wry humour that I like.
I read more books on audio than in print last month. I guess that meant I did a lot of walking and driving and tedious house chores in March.
The Door to Door Bookstore by Carsten Sebastian Henn, translated by Melody Shaw, read by Raphael Corkhill -Karl Kollhoff works at a bookstore, delivering books to book lovers who can’t make it to the bookstore. Along the way he is befriended by a 9 year old girl. When the owner of the bookstore dies and his daughter takes over, Karl’s job is in danger. This book was such a bookish comfort read. Slight and predictable, but charming nonetheless, it’s one of those books clearly written by someone who loves to read. Karl gives all of his customers literary nick names and spends time choosing just the right book for them to read. I loved all the literary references sprinkled throughout -it always makes me feel smart to get literary references in books.
My Name is Phillipa by Phillipa Ryder, read by Jackie Meloche– Memoir of a trans woman who grew up as a boy in 1960s Ireland, got married, became a father, and then in her 30s discovered a community of LGBTQ+ people who helped her embrace who she really was. Ryder writes of her journey to transition, including how her wife and daughter handled her transition. Remarkably drama free, which I think is the point. At the core, Phillipa Ryder’s story isn’t any different from anyone else’s story of falling in love with someone and then wondering how to make life work when things change. My one big complaint was that the audiobook narrator did not have an Irish accent. I did feel kind of cheated on that score.
The Worst Duke Ever by Lisa Berne – This book tells about penniless Jane Kent, who discovers that she is the long lost illegitimate granddaughter of the high born Penhallow family (the family is the basis of this romance series). She is taken in by the Penhallows and soon meets the neighboring Duke of Radcliffe and his precocious son. I picked up this book because the blurb described the Duke of Radcliffe as just wanting to stay home and tend to his pigs. I was kind of ready for a non-alpha male romantic hero, and a Duke who wanted to stay home and tend to his pigs seemed to fit that bill. But, friends, this book was so dull. The pigs and pugs and kids were cute, but there was no real conflict or romantic tension to the story. Jane and the Duke liked each other from the start – I do like when the main character like each other, but there was no real reason they couldn’t be together. The whole thing was just… pleasant. Which is fine, but I want a bit of angst in my romance novels. Oh well. If you like cute animal antic, though, you might like this book more than I did.
Shakespeare: the Man Who Pays the Rent by Judi Dench and Brendon O’Hea, read by Barbara Flynn, Brendon O’Hea and Judi Dench – I loved this book. Love, love, loved it. It’s basically Dench and O’Hea sitting around talking about theatre life and Shakespeare. Listening to them chatter is like being invited over for tea and stories – it’s like a combination of juicy memoir and English seminar. Dench herself doesn’t narrate, but she does read Shakespeare passages that begin each chapter, and Barbara Flynn sounds so much like Judi Dench. As an audiobook bonus, though, there is a recording of a conversation between O’Hea and Dench and they squabble like two crotchety old geese and it’s delightful. Dench has so many fascinating things to say about Shakespeare, about how to say a line, about how she develops characters, about how Shakespeare crafted a story, crafted people onstage, crafted language. There were moments when I gasped at an insight she had about a play that I thought I knew very well. So many good quotes in the book. At one point, she says that she prefers theatre over film because in theatre, you have a chance every night to do better. Oh another of my favorite quotes was about being a professional even when you’re young and nervous. “Everyone’s nervous,” she says, “It’s not your business to make more of it.” Man I wish someone would embroider that on a pillow and hand it to every singer I know. Highly recommend if you like Shakespeare. I listened to this book, but I would also have loved to have a hard copy so I could highlight passages.
The Love Songs of W.E.B. Dubois by Honorée Fanonne Jeffers– if you are looking for a 600+ page book by a female person of colour, this might fit the bill. This novel tells the story of Ailey Garfield, growing up in Brooklyn, but spending summers in the small town in Georgia where her ancestors were cheated out of their land and kept as slaves. Concurrently, the story of those ancestors unfold, telling about how Indigenous, White, and Black people were irrevocably intertwined. The generational aspect of the story reminded me a little of Homegoing, with more in depth story lines. I will say two thirds of the book was a well written, but kind of a meandering plot as Ailey tries to figure out what she wants to do with her life. But once she goes to college and decides to study history, I thought the story really took off, with Ailey becoming quite a page turner. Interestingly, I don’t read a lot of long books, but three of the 600+ page reads I’ve read have been set in academia with parallel past and present story lines. – this one, The Weight of Ink, and Possession. They were all very good books – academic research is more exciting that I would have thought.
The Southern Book Club’s Guide to Slaying Vampires by Grady Hendrixread by Bahni Turpin – This novel tells the story of Patricia Campbell, mother of two, husband to a prominent physiatrist, true-crime bookclub member. When a handsome neighbor moves to their small town, eyebrows and questions are raised. I thought this book was quite fun for the first half, gory and frustrating for the second half, and then it went off the rails at the end. But then again, I guess one would be hard put to find a vampire novel that doesn’t go off the rails at some point if you want the vampire dead. Horror novels are not at all my usual fare, so I can’t say if this was a good horror novel. I’m not sure where I got the suggestion from – perhaps it was 85% the fact that I enjoy Bahni Turpin as an audiobook narrator. The blurb calls it: “Fried Green Tomatoes and Steel Magnolias meet Dracula“. Hmmmm… I guess there’s a lot of truth in that. There is a satirical twist to it, and I laughed out loud a lot. But I also got grossed out a lot, though I’m pretty sensitive to squicky things in books.
Okay, here is where I check my biases, though. Because Bahni Turpin reads this book, I was convinced that the book was about a group of black women. It is not. Also because of the way Hendrix writes about the experience of being a stay at home mom with such weary humour, I assumed Hendrix was a female. He is not. I kind of felt a little cheated that I was reading a book by a White male. Not sure how to unpack that one. Women don’t hold a monopoly at writing astute portraits of suburban moms, of course, but I do feel a little duped. This is why I shouldn’t google author’s until after I’ve read their book.
On my Proverbial Night Stand: Master, Slave, Husband, Wife by Ilyon Woo – sshhhhh… don’t tell, this book was due back at the library two weeks ago, but I’m need to finish it, so I’m just ignoring those emails from the library.
Briefly Perfectly Human by Alua Arthur – the memoirs of a death doula.
The Earl Who Isn’t by Courtney Milan – Wedgeford Trails, book 3. I’m a sucker for historical romances featuring Asian characters. And Milan writes such smart books.
What was your favorite read in March? Have you ever googled an author and been disappointed? Do you have a favorite Shakespeare play?
The Daylights Savings Time change has kicked my butt this year. I’ve been going to bed too late, getting up too late. Luckily the kids were all early risers to start, so even though they’re getting up later than usual, they still have plenty of time to get ready in the morning. I think we are almost back on track now, though that 7:15am piano lesson on Wednesday of last week was brutal. This week I’m having the kids sleep in their “tomorrow” clothes on Tuesday night so it’s one less step in the morning before piano lessons.
Last week was my last week off contract before I start prepping the stage management department for another show. It ended up being very full. Monday I met up with a friend at the Duck Decoy Museum. It was kind of fun to revisit this museum, which we chose because it was roughly half way between my friend and me. It was nice to catch up, go for a stroll along the Chesapeake Bay and grab a bite to eat. My friend used to work in opera too; we started out in the business together – me as an intern and her as an Assistant Stage Manager. I’ve known her for over twenty years. We talked a lot about opera stuff and life stuff. It’s funny to see how some of the people we worked with when we were both just starting out are now pretty important in the opera world, some even running opera companies. My friend was a pretty big deal too, but is taking a step back to re-evaluate things. Sometimes I think back and feel so lucky that the colleagues I worked with twenty years ago are, twenty years later, still good friends.
That was the big adventure for the week. I spent most of the week going to appointments and prepping supertitles for a voice recital. I can be pretty efficient about prepping titles because it is a lot of steps and I like to have them done well in advance of the recital, but for some reason this time I just couldn’t focus and ended up doing it pretty last minute, which I don’t like. The was such an interesting recital program. There were songs in English, German, French, Chinese, Uhygur, Farsi, and Quechua (an indigenous language of Peru). Making those titles were certainly challenging. Even though the singer gives me the translations, I still have to match the translations to the music/text, which is hard to do without having even a basic understanding of the language. google Translate can help some, though the Quechua song was definitely tough. On a whole, though, the titles for this recital was a really fun challenge. This is the super nerdy part of doing supertitles that I like.
Funny story – twenty minutes before the recital, the pianist’s iPad wouldn’t turn on. All his music was on that iPad. I gather there was a lot of panic backstage and mad photo copying of music. You wouldn’t have guessed anything was off during the recital. Until we came to the last piece in the first half. They singer and pianist started the song. They got about half a page in, and then stopped. And the pianist looked at the audience and started speaking. He explained about the iPad not turning on and all the help they got to get a hold of the music for the program. But then, they didn’t realize until just this moment that the music he had been given for this last piece was in a different key than what they had rehearsed.
“If it was just a half step, or a whole step or even a third different, I would have just transposed it as we went,” he said, which made my head explode just a little bit. But I guess that’s why he’s a professional pianist. “But,” he went on, “the music is a a whole fourth higher and that’s beyond me. So I don’t know what to do.”
And the singer said, “Let’s just try it a fourth higher. I’ll sing it a fourth higher. And if that doesn’t work, we’ll come back with a different solution after intermission.”
For folks who aren’t musicians – a fourth higher is a HUGE difference. Vocally it just sits in a completely different place in the voice. It’s like the difference between Elphaba and Glinda. Or, I don’t know between a turkey and a hummingbird.
But they did it. The song still sounded great, just a different feel than if she had sung it in the lower key. At intermission, the pianist’s iPad started working again, so the second half proceeded without incident, but what a memorable recital it was. This was my last recital with this group for the season, and I’m a little sad that I won’t get to work on another recital until the fall.
Weekend – We are in a little lull with kids activities now that the 13 year old is done with basketball season and the 8 year old finished his goalkeeping clinic. There are still plenty of other activities but for the first time in ages, our afternoons were pretty open. I did things like fold laundry. We played board games on Saturday night – Taco Cat Goat Cheese Pizza while the Husband made dinner, and after dinner, we opened a game that Santa brought for Christmas. It’s called Flamecraft and the jury’s still out on this game. It has a billion pieces and takes a while to set up and each turn is a million steps. I kept pointedly asking the Husband, “Why did Santa think this game was a good idea?” Despite my grumbling, the family took to it. The premise is easy enough that the 8 and 5 year old could play, as long as we weren’t keeping score or trying to be strategic or anything. And the game is beautifully illustrated. The kids seemed to like it, so maybe it will stay in our rotation.
Sunday was more exciting than I wanted. After the 5 year old’s agility class, we went to a bakery to pick up some treats and then to the grocery store. As I was pulling into the Giant parking lot, I started to smell something funny and I thought maybe it was just that corner of the parking lot, but then I noticed all this smoke. I thought it was coming from my exhaust, but an elderly gentleman in the parking lot waved at me and yelled, “YOUR CAR IS OVER-HEATING!”
I pulled into a spot and called the Husband because I figured he would know what to do. But then the nice elderly gentleman knocked on my window and said, “Do you want me to take a look?” Now I very much believe in the grace of good Samaratian and said, “yes please!”
So we popped the hood of the car and there was all this smoke and water, which I guess means it really was steam that was coming out of my car. The elderly gentleman (who had the name Phil embroidered on his shirt – he was clearly coming from work) starts looking around. Then he makes a comment about what a cute little kid I have in my car. And I agree that she’s very cute and ask him if he has kids.
“Well,” he says to me, “I probably shouldn’t tell you this, but I’ve lived with four women in my life and I have grand kids ranging in age from 18 to 24. But I love kids.”
Then he noticed that the radiator hose had become disconnected. He asked me a bunch of questions and said, “You should get that check out. Did you call your husband?”
Now modern woman that I am, I had a moment of pause when he asked that. But then, I realized, Phil wasn’t wrong – the first call I made was to the Husband. Is it sexist if it’s true?
Phil went back to his car to get a pair of pliers so he could re-check the hose, but first he asked, “Can I give your daughter a toy?” I said yes, because I figured why not, and he comes back with a park of piers and a stuffed animal -a cat that squeaked when you squeezed it. Of course the 5 year old was delighted. (Side note- when the 13 year old found out that a random stranger had given the 5 year old a stuffed animal, she asked, “Is he trying to use her as a drug mule?” That made me laugh so hard.) Phil reattached the hose and told me to fill the coolant and take it to my mechanic immediately. And then my guardian angel was on his way.
Sunday afternoon, I had two friends over for lunch. These were the friends whom I went pottery painting with two weeks ago. Our pottery pieces were done, so one friend picked them up and they came over for lunch and pottery hand off. I thought my flower pot turned out very cute:
BeforeAfter!
For lunch, I made a batch of the blogger favorite curry chick pea salad, which we ate with olive bread and cucumbers. One of my friends brought some pastries from a new Asian American bakery, Rose Ave., and the pastries were divine. My favorite was the Ube cream Queen Aman. Queen Aman is one of my favorite pastries, and to add ube cream… so delicious.
After the friends left, the Husband and I tried to go out to look at blinds and mattresses, two things we are in dire need of. But the blind place closed early on Sundays and the Macy’s near us didn’t have mattresses. Bummer. Feeling a little defeated, we didn’t know what to do and were going to head straight home. But then we decided to go to the Botanical Gardens instead. So we had a nice walk through the park to the gardens and back. The gardens are still very brown and grey, but there are bits of colour starting to pop up and it made for a nice pick me up. Also, exciting was that we left the kids at home to do this. Now that the oldest is legally old enough to stay home with the two little kids, the Husband and I have on occasion gone out to run errands or what not, just the two of us. It’s been so amazing to be able to walk out the door without a kid in tow. Milestones!
Speaking of things gone awry (because things always happen in 3) – After my fall while running last week, I noticed something interesting. I didn’t cut my chin, but it did start to scab over. I’m not sure what is up with that? Also after a couple days, my chin started to bruise really really badly. Like it looked like I rubbed my chin in graphite in an ill attempt to draw a goatee on myself. It was pretty distinct. I was a little self conscious about it and thought, maybe I should cover it up with make-up. But that would require buying make-up and figuring out how to use it. I had no interest in any of that. So I just let the chin get blacker and bluer and went on with life. I did have a thought that I should just head people off at the pass and reference it first – “How are you doing?” “Oh, you know – ” vague hand wave ” – just a little accident. Ugh. How are you?” But I just let it be.
What fascinated me was there were people who would ask my about my black and blue chin and the people who didn’t say anything. And I’m not talking about strangers in the street. These were people who I see every day and are friendly with. I’m sure there’s no correlation here for those who asked “WHAT HAPPENED???” and those who didn’t say anything. But it did get me thinking about whether or not I would say something if I saw someone with a huge wound? I mean when I see a friend or colleague come in with a boot or crutches, I usually will ask what happened. But would it make a difference it’s on the face? Do people have the same internal monologue as I do? “Ooh that looks bad. i hope they’re okay. Will I make them self-conscious if I say something? Should I let them reference it first? I don’t want to pretend nothing is going on – I might seem unobservant or uncaring…” Or maybe it’s just me and most people if they don’t say anything just didn’t notice? There’s no right or wrong answer here, of course; just something that was rattling around in my brain this week.
Grateful For:
-Seeing the first spring flowers coming up. Hyacinths along our front walk.
-Basketball courts at the park and a body that still can shoot a basket. A couple days last week, I met the 13 year old at the basketball courts after school and we shot baskets for 30-45 minutes. Is there anything as satisfying as making a basket? I’m bad enough at basketball that it still gives me a little rush every time the ball sails though the hoop.
-Clean sheets on my bed.
-My father’s help with the Chinese songs in the recital program that I worked on. There was one song in Chinese and the English text I got was matched to Chinese characters, but the music had pin yin (the romanization of the characters), so I couldn’t match the English to the music. I sent the Mandarin text to my dad, and he talked me through the characters so that I could match the English translation to the pin yin in the score. I’m so glad I had him for help.
-For that matter – I’m really grateful that my parents spoke Mandarin to me when I was a a child. My Mandarin isn’t great, but I can get by, and I did notice when we were in Taiwan it got easier with each day. When I was prepping for the recital last week, once I heard the Chinese songs being sung, I understood enough of the words that I knew I was on the right track. I can only read a handful of characters and would loved to read/write more, but it’s a really hard language to learn. But I’m really grateful that I have a little bit of the language in me. Also grateful for the little French that I have. It’s enough that I can help the 8 year old with his homework. Every time I heard people speaking Mandarin or French out and about and maybe understand some of it, I think about how cool languages are and how neat it is that people communicate. Also I found this super interesting about what animals sound like in different languages.
-Friends that invite the 13 year old out to shows and to shoot hoops. I know it’s hard for her to always be tied to activities that her younger siblings can take part in, so I’m grateful when she has friends (and their parents) that invite her out and come pick her up and bring her home. This week, she had invites to go play basketball t the Rec Center and to see a concert at a local high school. These things would have been hard for us to take the little kids to so I’m grateful that she has friends that include her in plans. Also I think it’s nice to switch up the dynamic between the kids once in a while by having it be just one or two kids at home.
-This green messenger bag:
We bought this bag 13 years ago to use as a diaper bag when the oldest child was born. At the time the options for diaper bags were kind of frilly and pretty and the Husband wanted something gender neutral and utilitarian. So we went to REI and this bag had all the features we wanted. This bag has gone on so many trips with us, on flights, over oceans. And it’s still in great shape. Anyhow, ironically, I had been using an old diaper bag to carry my laptop around. The diaper bag had been an impulse purchase – it had been on super sale and looked really cute, but when it arrived it wasn’t super functional as a diaper bag so I put it in a closet for years until I realized that it actually fit my laptop perfectly. So I’ve been using that yellow diaper bag for my laptop. Anyhow after many years, the faux leather on the yellow diaper bag is starting to flake so I decided it was time to retire it, and I just started carrying my laptop around in a tote bag, which isn’t great. Then last week, I was cleaning out a closet and I unearthed the green messenger bag that had been living in the closet for a couple year what with COVID and the kids being out of diapers and all that. Well the green messenger/former diaper bag was perfect for fitting my lap top and it has now been put back into service. I’m just a little tickled that for years I used a diaper bag for my laptop and a messenger bag for a diaper bag. And now it feels like life has come full circle. (Also – I do NOT miss the days when leaving the house required packing as if for an Arctic expedition – food, toys, diapers, wipes, change of clothes…. So much simpler to leave the house now, though the Husband will say that I still pack too much to leave the house. But he’s a guy and perhaps doesn’t believe in having emergencies outside the house.)
-Phil who helped me with my car in the Giant parking lot and gave the 5 year old a stuffed animal.
Looking Forward To:
-The 8 year old’s French concert this week. Every year, all the French Immersion classes at his school put on a concert where each class sings a song. It’s pretty cute. I do have to find the kid a pair of black pants. But he has first communion later this year and I’m told he needs black pants for that too, so hoepfully I can find somethign he can wear more than once.
-Peak Bloom! There is an updated prediction for peak bloom – it is now predicted for March 28th – 31st. I’m not yet in rehearsal, so I think I should be able to go see the cherry blossoms at some point.
-New glasses! I finally made an appointment with the eye doctor, updated my prescription. I am VERY near sighted, the optometrist said. I knew that, but I think I’ve gotten even worse since my last appointment…. three years ago. Luckily my far sightedness has remained about the same, so I didn’t bother to get new sunglasses since I use those just for driving. I chose new every day glasses, that I’m kind of excited about – they have red rims. They aren’t as bold as I wanted, but I need nose pads on my glasses, and that limits the options. At any rate, the new glasses will arrive in two weeks and I’m really excited because I currently can’t distinguish betwen 6 and 8 on my crossword puzzle squares and THIS IS IMPORTANT.
-Listening to this audiobook:
Hearing Dame Judi Dench’s words (she doesn’t actually read her own part, Barbara Flynn does, doing a remarkable job), as she talks about the plays of Shakespeare is both hilarious and revelatory. Highly recommend for any Shakespeare or theatre enthusiasts.
What We Ate: Monday: Mac and Cheese and hot dogs.
Tuesday: Chicken mole tacos. I made this mole sauce from Rick Bayless. It made so much mole sauce, that I froze three jars and I can’t wait to eat more. It makes for a super easy meal – poach chicken thighs for 15 minutes, shredded and tossed it with the mole sauce. Tortillas, home made pico de gallo, sour cream, and avocado.
Wednesday: Fried catfish sandwiches. The Husband cooked.
Thursday: Pork and eggplant stir fry with noodles. The husband Cooked. This was very tasty.
Friday: I was working so I had a salad at the work cafeteria. And a chocolste chip cookie. They have the best chocolate chip cookies at work. The family at home had take out pizza, wings, and watched Sleeping Beauty.
Saturday: Breakfast sandwiches, cucumbers, and fruit.
Sunday: Tortellini and gnocchi. Some with red sauce some plain.
Hope you have a lovely week. Has anything gone awry for you lately?
I read more books in February than I usually do, and a surprising number of non-fiction books. I’m trying to read more instead of doomscrolling, but it is hard these days…
What the Dead Know: Learning about Life as a New York City Death Investigator by Barbara Butcher, read by the author – I found this book fascinating and grisly. There were so many details about how people die and the clues dead bodies leave behind. I particularly remember the part where Butcher talks about how bodies make a booming sound when they fall from high elevations because it’s the sound of the organs exploding. Butcher’s account of how her department mobilized during 9/11 is both heartbreaking and awe-inspiring. This book was more than just the details of her work, though – Butcher also writes about the very human aspects she encounters in her job, both the people she works with and the bodies she investigates. One thing that stuck with me is when she asked a seasoned medical examiner how she could do her work, looking at some really hard and sickening cases. Butcher got this advice: “When you leave here each day surround yourself with things of betuy. Enjoy nature and art and food and music and love. Just do it, and don’t skip a day. Seriously.”
The Phoenix Bride by Natasha Siegel – Historical Fiction set in 1666 London, in the wake of the plague and on the eve of the Great Fire of London. Cecelia Thorowgood, mourning her husband’s death, has sunk into such a deep depression that her sister hires a Jewish doctor David Mendes to come treat her. David has come to London from Portugal so that he can practice his faith, and is trying to make a new life for himself even while battling memories and his own grief. Cecelia and David are drawn to each other despite the many reasons they can’t be together. Siegel’s prose is beautiful – delicate and precise – and I really liked all the historical details that she weaves into the novel. The plot itself is rather slight – this is for sure a character driven slow burn kind of novel, one that deals more with inner conflict than external conflict. I like that kind of book, particularly if it is rich in history, so I enjoyed this book a lot Also – the cover is beautiful.
The Wedding People by Alison Espach – There was a lot I really liked about this hugely popular book, but the initial set up – heroine goes to Rhode Island resort with plans to kill herself and find the whole resort reserved for a wedding – specifically the attempted suicide part, isn’t a trope that I like. Suicide and mental health that doesn’t actually get examined or unpacked kind of bothers me as a plot device – I felt like it was all handled in a rather breezy and pat way in this book. All that said, after the main character decides to move forward with not dying, and becomes enmeshed in the lives of the bride and groom to be, I thought the book was very astute and poignant and funny.
The Riddles of the Sphinx by Anna Shechtman – This book by crossword puzzle constructor Shechtmann is a combination of personal memoir and crossword puzzle history. I was hoping for more of the latter, and found the former to be the less interesting part of the book. Two thirds of this book was kind of a slog – she draws parallels between her anorexia and constructing crossword puzzles, which is an interesting point, but I wanted to know about crossword puzzles themselves. The middle section is a dense exploration of feminist writing/theory, only loosely tied to crossword puzzles. Here she has sentences like: “In addition to recovering these false cognates and distorted etymologies, Penelope also accounted for the Laaden-like terms that were lost to English the in wake of Christian invasions…” I am not smart enough to read books with sentences likes that. I mean the whole middle section reads like someone’s PhD thesis. BUT the third section, when she looks at crossword puzzles and their place in popular culture – that was fascinating to me. I loved the inside look at what words and clues Will Shortz would deign suitable for a crossword puzzle, and what would be nixed as too niche. Shechtman also examines the issue of diversity in the crossword puzzle construction world and the gatekeeping that goes on for both constructors and solvers. I liked learning about crossword puzzle lingo – like a “natick” which is two obscure words that cross each other, making that combination unsolvable. This is the nerdy stuff I wanted to read the book for.
Jellyfish Age Backwards: Nature’s Secrets of Longevity by Nicklas Brendborg, read by Joe Leat – The title of the books says it all. This was a slightly dry book that looks at the biology of aging. I was looking for something non-fiction and I guess this book had won a bunch of awards. To be honest aside from some fascinating tidbits, I didn’t find this book particularly enlightening or helpful.
The Flatshare by Beth O’Leary, read by Carrie Hope Fletcher and Kwaku Fortune – I started this book when I was sick, looking for an easy romantic comedy to listen to in bed. The premise is adorable and a little gimmicky- Tiffy needs a place to live and answers Leon’s ad for someone to share his flat in an unique way. He has the flat from 9am to 6pm and she will live there from 6pm to 9am. Tiffy and Leon originally start communicating by leaving each other Post it Notes. I thought this book was pretty inventive- I wanted Tiffy and Leon to continue passing Post It notes forever, but they do eventually meet and romance novel type things happen. I liked that both Tiffy and Leon had lives and problems separate from each other, which made them multi-dimensional characters. I liked how they each had such different voices – even aside from the excellent narrators, you could tell that they were different people, which doesn’t always come across in dual narration books. This books worked really well for me on audio.
The Blue Castle by L.M. Montgomery – For Engie’s Cool Blogger’s Book Club. I thought this was a charming, hilariously observant novel. I really enjoyed Valancy’s journey to escape her miserable family and following on her adventures. The ending was a little unsatisfying, but everything until then was great fun.
Bob by Rebecca Stead and Wendy Maas – Read aloud chapter book that I read with the kids. This novel tells the story of Livy, a 10 year old who is visiting her grandmother in Australia after an absence of 5 years. There, she is reunited with Bob, the short green creature that she left behind five years ago, who has been waiting for her to return. Together they try to solve the mystery of where Bob came from. The book is told in dual narration and kept us all interested. It’s a lovely story about friendship and family. Also there are periodic pictures, which the kids always like having a few pictures to look at in their books.
On my proverbial night stand: The Love Songs of W.E.B. Dubois by Honorée Fanonne Jeffers – I’m almost done – the book just took a turn from a good read to a “I HAVE to know know happens next!!!!” In fact, even while I write this post, there’s a voice in my head saying “What are you doing? Go back to reading Love Songs!”
My Name is Phillipa by Phillipa Ryder – a memoir by an Irish trans woman. I feel like it’s an important time to hear these stories, though I’m a little put off by the fact that the audiobook narrator does not have an Irish accent.
True Biz by Sara Novic – a good combination of enlightening and compelling family dynamics so far.
Master Slave Husband Wife by Ilyon Woo- Only two chapters in, but this is very well written and has sucked me in.
How is your balance between reading and scrolling these days?
Last month, there was a beautiful essay on Cup of Jo by author Christine Pride called “A Reading Challenge- Who’s In?” Pride writes about the importance of reading books that portray a wide variety of people, situations, thoughts. It’s the Books as Windows idea – that books let you see into other worlds, but also can reflect your own world back to you. (Sometimes it’s “windows and mirrors”). Pride writes:
But as much as editors, agents, producers and development folks may be committed to more diverse offerings, we still have to count on audiences being willing and excited to embrace a variety of stories. There’s a dangerous trap of thinking that “Black stories” are just for Black audiences and “queer stories” are just for queer audiences, etc. […] It creates a mentality that certain books are for certain people. But we can’t always just read books about people like us or who share our histories, backgrounds and viewpoints — not only because that’s boring and reductive, but if audiences only consume certain types of content then only those types will continue to get published or made.
These days, when diversity of thought, situation, and experience is under attack by those who lead the country, I feel like it’s more important than ever that we continue to fill our media diet with viewpoints that are different from our own, and to demand diverse content from publishers and presenters. At the end of the essay, Pride asks readers to suggest books that are both windows and mirrors – books through which readers have found themselves introduced to a world very different from their own, or a book that tells of something from their own experience, something that they feel grateful to have seen reflected. Reading the comments is so interesting because there are definitely books people recommend where I think, “Hmmm…. I wouldn’t have thought to put that book on a list like this…” But then I would be wrong – because I think every book has the potential to be eye-opening to someone. Anyhow, if you’re looking for diverse book suggestions, there is a gold mine of books recommended in the comments of that post.
On to January Books!
The Harmony Silk Factory by Tash Aw – I picked up this novel to read while in Malaysia since it was set in that country. Set in the early 20th century, the novel tells the story of Johnny Lim, an enigmatic textile merchant who is born a peasant, and becomes one of the wealthiest and most influential men in Malaysia. His life is recounted through three separate narrators – his son, his wife, and a British expat who was one of his best friends. The writing in this novel is beautiful, but ultimately I just just very confused by the whole thing, and maybe that’s the point. You get to the end of the novel still without any understanding of whom Johnny Lim was. I did enjoy reading it while in Malaysia, though, and getting a view of the history of the country.
This is So Awkward: Modern Puberty Explained by Cara Natterson and Vanessa Kroll Bennett – I really like Natterson and Kroll Bennett’s podcast “This is So Awkward” (It used to be called the Puberty Podcast) – they combine the science of puberty with solid advice on how to interact with tweens and teens with empathy and calm. This book is similar to the podcast. Each chapter looks at one aspect of puberty – from acne to body odor to periods to sexuality – and examines the science behind that aspect and then gives advice for how to talk to kids about it. They are big proponents of supplying kids with the science behind what is going on with their changing bodies and brains, and using that as a way to talk about why things sometimes feel difficult and tactics to manage. I do wish that there was more guidance on how to navigate things like executive functioning skills and screen time and decision making. I mean I really want to know how to get my tween to stop yelling at me, you know. I guess these things are outside the realm of physical changes. But as a whole, I found this book great as a basis for framework for a relationship that is open and informative.
The Love of My Afterlife by Kristy Greenwood– This was a sweetly predictable romance-ish novel about Delphie, who chokes to death on a burger, meets her soul mate in the afterlife waiting room and then is given the chance to go back to Earth to find him. I thought it was fine read- it’s marketed as a romance, but the novel is more about Delphie’s journey from being an introverted screw up to someone who gets her life together through finding a community. I really enjoyed the premise of this novel. Still, protagonists who operate with a dearth of self awareness and who can’t adult don’t tend to sit well with me, and there were definitely times when I wanted to shake Delphie . Despite that, there are a host of quirky characters and slapstick situations, making this novel a nice light read, even if it didn’t stick with me for long.
My Season of Scandal by Julie Anne Long – Book 7 in the Palace of Rogue series. How much did I love this book! Okay, the cover is terrible – the hero is not the smirky-jerk he looks like on the cover and there is NO red dress in the book. There is a a blue dress that figure prominently. I get that there is a format-ish for romance novel covers, but perhaps at least they should look something like what is happening in the story. But you know what, even that inane cover doesn’t take away from how much I enjoyed this book – for sure my favorite of the series. Catherine Keating is a pragmatic country-bred doctor’s daughter sent to London for her first (and probably only) season. Dominique Kirke is a bleeding heart liberal politician and a charismatic orator who avoids emotional entanglements and idiots. They both end up at the same boarding house, and keep crossing paths at various balls and events where Kirke tries to advise Keating on how to avoid being eaten alive by the social alligators. What did I love about this book? The two main characters are both smart and kind and thoughtful, not prone to doing idiotic things. I liked that they liked each other from the get go- the chemistry between the two of them often made me smile – there were pages and pages of long conversations between the two of them and it never felt superfluous or boring – I really got a sense of why they fall in love, when they do eventually fall in love. (It does take a while to get there…). And the falling in love is the plot – no kidnapping or intrigue or nefarious uncles – just two people trying to make good choices. And Long’s writing is just so good – every word is perfect and does what it’s supposed to do – whether it’s to make the reader laugh or tear up or cheer or move the plot along. This was my favorite sentence: “He could not locate the ends of his composure to regather it.” I thought that was a fantastically crafted sentence. My one quibble is that there is a bit of a large age gap which I go back and forth on whether it is necessary. But I think, actually the age gap works better than usual. Anyhow, if you like well-written slow burn character driven historical romances, I would highly recommend this one.
The Scandalous Confessions of Lydia Bennett, Witch by Melinda Taub, read by Amy Hoggart – I’m a sucker for Jane Austen re-tellings, and this Pride and Prejudice twist was pretty intriguing. The title kind of tells the premise – Lydia Bennett is a witch, descended from a long line of witches. Kitty Bennet is her familiar, literally a cat who takes on the form of a Bennett sister when it’s convenient. There are demons to fight -we all thought Wickham was a dastardly rogue, but wait til you hear the truth of how truly wicked he is – spells to cast, balls to go to and neighbors to visit. The book is clever and smart, and I loved that it showed another side of Lydia Bennett. We all underestimated her, for sure. I don’t go for magic/fantasy books a lot, and it took a long time for me to feel like I understood the the magical elements of the story – parts of the world building felt tedious to me. But once the story got rolling, it was very entertaining.
We’ll Prescribe You a Cat by Syou Ishida, Translated by E. Madison Shimoda – I saw this book at a bookstore in Taiwan and was so intrigued by the premise. This novel is a series of short stories that center around a therapist’s clinic that, as the title says, prescribes cats to solve their patients’ issues. This book was cute to start – the descriptions of the cats made me want to reach out and pet them – and then the end kind of went off the rails for me. I was so confused by the ending. I’m not smart enough for super allegorical books, and I suspect there is some of that going on here.
On my proverbial night stand:
The Love Songs of W.E.B. duBois by Honorée Fanonne Jeffers – still working my way through this very big book. I’m super absorbed by it, though.
The Blue Castle by L.M. Montgomery – for Engie’s book club. A delight.
Jellyfish Age Backwards by Nicklas Brendborg – slightly witty, very dry non-fiction book that looks at the science of aging.
The Flat Share by Beth O’Leary – He works the night shift and is only home from 9am to 6pm. She needs a place to stay and answers and ad to share the flat, occupying it from 6pm to 9am. Soon they start leaving each other the least passive aggressive roommate notes ever.
The Formidable Miss Cassidy by Meihan Boey – Scottish lady travels to British Malay (Singapore) to be a companion to an English teen. Mysterious happenings happen. Not my usual fare, but I’m intrigued by the setting.
