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Submitted by gob on

I thought I'd try to whet the appetite (urgh) of anyone inclined to try my obscure fav The Ballad of Typhoid Mary by posting an excerpt. The book is constructed in very short chapters, alternating between narrative, scene-setting, and the narrator's reflections on the story and on his own life and rather dire situation. Here's some scene-setting (our protagonist is just entering into her fated and fatal life's work as a cook in 19th-century New York):

A few words about the times: there are many cities whose wealth shines with a stellar glare comparable to that of New York, but in no other Western city does the sight of poverty assault you with such insulting, provocative insistence. Here a rich man needs all the callousness that was tanned and talcumed into his soul-hide by the combined influences of the nursery and the Christian faith. Little by little, a frame of mind develops that leaves no room for even so much as indifference, just enough for a bland affirmation of the unalterable. Wealth is anesthetized toothache. A painless pain.

And I -- in my comfortable armchair at my desk -- am actually leafing through books to find out what poverty looked like a hundred years ago. A lot more romantic, from our point of view; a lot more bizarre and exotic.

I just opened a book to a contemporary drawing of a ragpicker. Now why would a ragpicker pick rags? Surely not in order to deliver them to the textile industry for recycling. No, he hawked his rags to people who were even poorer than he. For ten cents you could spend the night in a flophouse, a barracks with nowhere near enough room to provide lodging for the crowds that piled in every evening; the sleeping bodies lay stacked side by side, literally like sardines. Snow and cold came blowing in through the cracks and only those who managed to lie near the tiny metal stove need not have feared freezing. The owner of the flophouse didn't make a terrific living, but a living it was, a living off other people's misery. A foggy steam rose from the manholes in the streets -- the refuse of wealth, expelled from the pipes of steam-heated buildings. Homeless children squatted around these steaming circles during winter nights; in the old pictures you can see well-fed gentlemen walking past these huddling derelicts, gentlemen in furs, puffing on cigars.

Strange: in America, both the poor and the rich believe in an immanent, divinely appointed justice.

In this little book, everything that is said tells, usually in multiple dimensions. The last sentence above could be taken as a summary of the whole story, among other things.

Policy not party!

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Submitted by Truth Partisan on

The very funny Leila Roy blogs at http://bookshelvesofdoom.blogs.com/
her reactions to/book reviews of mainly YA stuff sci-fi/fantasy (but I consider most of those for all ages with their exciting ideas and original writing), also adult fiction book reviews. She's reading some classics with chapter by chapter modern reaction, and here's Charles Dickens's A Tale of Two Cities. We join her at:
"Chapter Ten: Two Promises
In which Darnay Has A Talk with Doctor Manette about his feelings for Lucie.

* Another year has passed. I hadn't realized that this book took place over such a long span of time.
* Mr. Perfect Darnay is a go-getter, teaching and tutoring and translating (elegantly, of course)....(Because regardless of how much Sydney Carton lounges around and moons at (Miss Manette,) it's just not going to happen. Right? Right.) I shouldn't be so snarky about Charles and Lucie, but they remind me of another very bland couple -- Ivanhoe and Rowena. SNOOZE. Characters who are completely GOOD are rarely very INTERESTING.
* Then again, did Darnay off the Marquis? That would be interesting and not snooze-worthy at all.
* This made me like him, though: "He had expected labour, and he found it, and did it, and made the best of it." And I loved the idea of him as a "tolerated smuggler who drove a contraband trade in European languages"."

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"I don't review books critically and objectively, I respond to them personally and from my gut. So beware. Highbrow intellectual critiques do not live here."

Except for the mistaken implication of "when smart people write complexly they aren't having gut reactions," I like this.

What do you think? Any book you respond to personally and from the gut?

I think I do this to most books...possibly not mysteries, because I like them, and I think if I really really pictured the victims, as if I were there, it would be upsetting. Possibly some historical fiction too--because I like and get the formality and even the wit but if you tried them on me in RL--no.

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Submitted by Truth Partisan on

"Pretty Good Joke Book" intro by Garrison Keillor (HighBridge Co. and Minnesota Public Radio)
Many of the best jokes from the five years of the April Fools annual shows. Many of my favs appear here.
(Skip the dated sexist Yo Mama jokes.)

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Submitted by lambert on

When a teenager, I was hugely influenced by British humorists like Stephen Potter, C. Northcote Parkinson, and P.G. Wodehouse. If I could write like Wodehouse, I could call myself a writer. Comedy is hard.

[ ] Very tepidly voting for Obama [ ] ?????. [ ] Any mullah-sucking billionaire-teabagging torture-loving pus-encrusted spawn of Cthulhu, bless his (R) heart.

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Submitted by elixir on

I live at the P.O.", "Delta Wedding") and Jane Austen's works. I suspect the wry observer persepective on life is what I identified with most. I loved their ability to laugh at the world and embrace it at the same time.

I love this job!

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Submitted by Truth Partisan on

It's hard to think about but I think fairy tales convinced me that magic is real, that you can magically get out of impossible situations smelling like a rose, that life requires reckless courage, and that life is sometimes absolutely horrible for no discernable reason (although I sometimes think it's the "moral of the story" or that the cosmos thinks like Leila that good characters are completely boring.) These early beliefs made my life quite interesting.

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Submitted by Truth Partisan on

If you get a chance to hold this book in your hands, do it. One of the most striking things about "Fair Game" is that it has been published with black boxes where one branch of the government blacked out large parts of the manuscript. So it's a document showing how much they censored. Plame Wilson explains it all in the book. Her life is interesting. She was trained in all that adventure story spy stuff. Also, there is an appendix where newspaper stories (already published) provide some of the missing detail. (There apparently was a fight about editing some of that content as well.) I understand the need to not tell too much, and want to strongly protect people in the field, but this author was given a hard time (as opposed to say Woodward--in his earlier books anyway.) One can't help thinking that if it were so important not to tell all this stuff, why did they talk about her at all? (I wonder about Novak's brain problems now: was his judgment impaired?)
Two things that are great about our system is that the book was published with a focus on how censored it was and that you can find "Fair Game" at libraries throughout the country.

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Submitted by Truth Partisan on

How many Desert Islands are there?
Can we make it Dessert Island?
In which case, I pick:
1. Julia Child (the "French Chef" ones made of her TV shows--they show how to make pastries very easily)
2. Fannie Farmer (editions before 1945 or so; pre-war used richer ingredients)
3. Crumpets and Scones by Iris Frey; although if I had more time to pick fruit for pies, maybe the Vegetarian Epicure (which also has a great egg bread (challah) recipe, which I'm sorry but I think, especially with raisins and extra sugar, is dessert.)
4. Moosewood (Best Poppy Seed Cake recipe, good carrot cake (carrots!), popovers, etc.)
5. Family recipes

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Submitted by Truth Partisan on

World Fantasy Lifetime Achievement Award:

I write fantasy because it's there. I have no other excuse for sitting down for several hours a day indulging my imagination. Daydreaming. Thinking up imaginary people, impossible places. Imagination is the golden-eyed monster that never sleeps. It must be fed; it cannot be ignored. Making it tell the same tale over and over again makes it thin and whining; its scales begin to fall off; its fiery breath becomes a trickle of smoke. It is best fed by reality, an odd diet for something nonexistent; there are few details of daily life and its broad range of emotional context that can't be transformed into food for the imagination. It must be visited constantly, or else it begins to become restless and emit strange bellows at embarrassing moments; ignoring it only makes it grow larger and noisier. Content, it dreams awake, and spins the fabric of tales. There is really nothing to be done with such imagery except to use it: in writing, in art. Those who fear the imagination condemn it: something childish, they say, something monsterish, misbegotten. Not all of us dream awake. But those of us who do have no choice.

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Submitted by Sarah on

a book and ask you all to give me feedback on it.

I am partial to other writers' views of the west -- Andy Adams, for example.

But this is a nice counterpoint to the nonsense for which McMurtry won his prize, I think.

Have any of y'all read Owen Wister's "The Virginian"?

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Submitted by Truth Partisan on

Thought it explained the lifestyle much better. And the reality of the job. And I dunno, say, the effect of changes (like barbed wire.) Good history stuff. I love this kind of thing...were you involved in making the book?
Have you seen the updated pictorial history of the cowboy today? Heck, you mighta been the one that mentioned it.

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