Friday Links

The Booker Prize longlist has been announced. Check out excerpts from all the nominated books.

Toronto politician, unclear on how democracy works, tells Canadian National Treasure Margaret Atwood to get elected if she’s like to offer an opinion on library closures.  After insulting her.  Backpedaling ensues.

Dave Eggers profiles Maurice Sendak in Vanity Fair.

Author Brock Clarke on Mark Twain and preserving the integrity of novels

Excellent comic explains: This is why your newspaper is dying.  It’s all about stupendously bad web design (you might – ah – want to check this out, AJC).  Of course, poor web design might be the least of their problems.

Minimalist Posters for Your Favorite Children’s Stories

Speaking of news, Carolyn Kellogg notes the apparent rise of long form nonfiction.

#bookstorebingo: a Twitter hashtag for stupid things people say in bookstores.  Inspired by this?

Provocative headline of the week (if you’re the parent of a 7 year-old girl): Don’t let your daughter become a princess – buy her a book

Got Spotify? Check out the Haruki Murakami playlist.

Phil Collins, yes, that Phil Collins, is looking for a publisher for his Texas History manuscript.  The singer says:

The book has been taking up most of my time, certainly the last couple of years, but I’ve finished it now. It sounds very anoraky and I’m a bit embarrassed talking about it.

Anoraky?  My history professor guy says, “There’s a story behind this.  A few years back, a psychic told Phil he fought at the Alamo in a previous lifetime. He’s been doing his own collecting and amateur archeological digs ever since.”

Field Trip to Borders

I swung by my nearest Borders today to witness the carnage.  The front of the store is papered over with “everything must go” style signs.  The deals on books, so far, were slight – 10% off for most that you’d want to buy.  Interestingly, the best deals are on non-book items, toys, DVDs, CDs, and other stuff that arguably were part of the problem. I have no idea what the time line is for unloading the contents of the store.   There was no great sense of urgency and things still looked fairly neat and orderly.  I left empty-handed.  On the one hand there were no great deals yet, and on the other it feels like raping and pillaging.  Shouldn’t we support bookstores that will continue to exist by spending our money there?  I’ll see if my resolve holds up when the deals get bigger.

Matterhorn

I posted about how I came to pick up Karl Marlantes epic Vietnam novel Matterhorn after listening to two veterans discuss it on an airplane.  The paperback that I picked up almost immediately upon landing begins with four pages of excerpts of glowing reviews from The New York Times Book Review to Leathneck, the magazine of the US Marines.  A quote from The New York Times Book Review, written by Sebastian Junger, seems the most apt: “It’s not a book so much as a deployment, and you will not return unaltered.”  Exactly.

The book begins with a fresh lieutenant’s arrival in Vietnam. Second Lieutenant Mellas is a green college graduate who has passed on Harvard Law School to serve in the Marines by choice.  The young soldier has in mind getting some combat experience as a resume builder for a later career in public service.   Mellas is on his first patrol, soaking wet from rain, covered in leeches that are dropping from the trees, and afraid of asking stupid questions that will expose his ignorance of how all of this is supposed to work.  He quickly begins to question his decision to be there.

Early on, there is a graphic injury that a soldier suffers that has nothing to do with combat.  This episode serves to quickly underscore that a jungle on the far side of the world is an inherently dangerous place to be even without all of the teenagers carrying guns. Fighting the enemy is just part of it.   Mellas soon learns that forming a disgruntled and diverse group pf young men into a cohesive unit is among the hardest parts of the job.   For those of us who didn’t serve, the sudden drop into a war zone is as disorienting for the reader as it is for Mellas.   The green lieutenant soon gets more than enough combat experience when his unit is picked to help secure a hilltop with the code name Matterhorn.

I’m not a big reader of war novels, as I mentioned in my earlier post.  For its part, Matterhorn does not seem to be the usual war novel.  It does not glorify war or the US military nor does it demonize the military or war in general.  Instead, Marlantes’s objective seems to have been to write the most honest war novel he could.  Marlantes was himself a young lieutenant in Vietnam, and he has reportedly been writing the novel ever since he got home.   The novel has the absolute ring of truth to it thanks to the author’s experience and his almost life-long dedication to describing it as faithfully as possible.  There is also a sense that the novel served as therapy for Marlantes.  He dedicates the book to his children to his children “who grew up with the good and bad of having a Marine combat veteran as a father.”

I read Matterhorn cover-to-cover as quickly as work, home responsibilities, and a basic need for sleep would require.   Marlantes develops his characters so fully that about halfway through the novel I explained to my wife that if a movie of the book existed, I would stop reading immediately to go watch it.  I had to know what was going to happen next.  When I reached the end, I carefully read through the glossary of military terms at the back just to keep on reading.  Incredibly, the novel only covers the first few months of Mellas’s deployment.   Theoretically, Marlantes could crank out two or three more novels of Bravo Company’s experience in Vietnam.  He’ll have to tackle them in less than the 30+ years it took to write Matterhorn.  If he writes them, I’ll be in line to buy my copies.

Another bookstore we love

I’ve written about this one before, but every time I vist Faulkner House Books in New Orleans I feel the need to share the love all over again. The little bookstore that could has lots going for it. First, Faulkner actually lived upstairs. That’s pretty cool. The bookstore is very small, about the size of an average kitchen. As a result, every book on the shelf counts. The books on have all been carefully curated. Every book on display is fantastic. The collection is almost all fiction, short stories, and poetry, with some local interest titles thrown in. Finally, it’s location in Pirates alley on the side of the St Louis Cathedral in the French Quarter next to Jackson Square is pretty fantastic and on the way to whatever touristy things you have planned in NOLA. Check them out.

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Friday Links

Farewell, Borders.   NPR breaks down what it all means.

If you missed it, the BBC’s excellent update Arthur Conan Doyle update Sherlock is available on Netflix.  It’s only three episodes.  You must watch it.

David Sedaris writes about his trip to China.  Hilariously.

Harvard Bookstore’s Top 100 Books

“Pandora for books” in the works

The most ironic book displays

Author James Patterson offers advice on getting kids (i.e., boys) to read.  Watch.

More advice on getting boys to read.

Amazon offers to let college kids rent textbooks on their Kindles.  I suspect treachery.

10 unconventional bookstores.  I must check out The Book Barge.

At Odds

1.  Jibe vs Jive:  I don’t get on the word usage soapbox, but this must stop.   Use jibe if you mean that one thing  is in agreement with something else.  Jive means a type of jazz music or slang speech.

Correct:  The pie in Rupert Murdoch’s face did not jibe with his expectations of testimony before Parliament.

Correct: James Taylor does not speak jive.

Incorrect:  My internet message board comments do not jive with correct word usage nor with polite society.

 

2.  Vonnegut vs WalMart:  Kurt Vonnegut included the following passage (via)  in his novel Breakfast of Champions:

This is what I think of every time I see WalMart’s new logo.  Giggling ensues.  Amirite?

3.  Me vs Chris Adrian:  I was recently lukewarm to Chris Adrian’s latest novel The Great Night.  The author’s discussion with Michael Silverblatt on KCRW’s Bookworm highlights my lack of understanding of the novel.  On KCRW’s website, Adrian appears to be dressed as a Jedi.  I’m a Padawan Learner.

You Think That’s Bad…

…it can’t be worse than this cover.  Yikes.  Look at that thing.  It’s hideous.  What is it?  It’s a contortionist bending over backwards while standing in a camp fire in the midst of claustrophobic angles.  Does it have anything to do with the short stories?  Maybe in some kind of metaphor that’s as tortured as our contortionist friend.   OK.  Let’s get past the cover.  One of my reading goals of 2011 was to read more short stories.  I love the stories of Jim Shepard.  I’d bought copies of his previous collection, the more tastefully covered Like You’d Understand, Anyway as gifts (my review).   There was never any doubt that I’d pick up Shepard’s latest story collection, You Think That’s Bad.  I just needed to quit judging the book by its cover.

Underneath the hideous cover, Shepard once again has compiled an amazing collection of stories.  The setting of each story, meticulously researched, reflects the turmoil and isolation in the lives of Shepard’s characters.   Stories include settings as varied as CERN, a US military “black ops” base, the set of Godzilla, the jungles of New Guinea, and Himilayan mountain peaks.   Timelines range from feudal horrors in 15th century France to the near future of the Netherlands battling valiantly against climate change.   In each story, Shepard creates worlds so richly detailed that the settings become almost a character in themselves, while firmly anchoring the action to a specific time and place.  As tightly anchored in time/space as the stories are, they are almost all universal stories, too – stories of struggling marriages, horrors of war, family entanglements.

There are two standouts in You Think That’s Bad:  “The Netherlands Lives with Water” and “Gojira, King of Monsters.”   In these two stories, Shepard’s talents are most fully realized.  You’ll learn a staggering amount about Dutch flood defenses in “The Netherlands Lives with Water,”  and ”Gojira, King of Monsters” is practically a literary documentary of the making of the movie that we know as Godzilla.  As deeply researched as these two pieces are, they also tell deeply human stories of men trying to regain their footing in their family lives.   This is what Jim Shepard does.  And he does it better than just about anyone.  I’m hoping that the paperback gets a worthy cover.

The Leisure Seeker

Fancying myself quite a seeker of leisure, I couldn’t possibly pass up a book entitled The Leisure SeekerWhen you couple that title with the font used on the cover (which I’m a total sucker for), it was a done deal.

Written by Michael Zadoorian, this is a fascinating road novel that follows an elderly couple, John and Ella Robina, as they travel from Detroit to Disneyland via Route 66 in their old camper, called “The Leisure Seeker.”  That snapshot in and of itself might not sound that compelling, but the situation is a little more complicated:  John is senile and suffering from dementia, and Ella has late-stage cancer and a plethora of other illnesses.  Knowing that they may be nearing the end, John and Ella sneak off without telling their two grown children or their doctors, who they knew wouldn’t have let them go.

The story is told by Ella, and above anything else (including being classified as a “road novel”), this is a love story.  Not a mushy young love story, but a story about a love that has been going strong for sixty-plus years.  John is losing it at a rapid rate — often not remembering Ella’s name, where they are, or where they’re going — but he can drive and still has a valid driver’s license.  Ella is in almost constant pain and is severely overweight, and her narrative brings the reader into her world of pill-popping, never knowing what her body will be capable of accomplishing, and dealing with the frustration of not knowing at any given moment whether her husband might wander off onto the freeway somewhere.  But in spite of their troubles and ailments, it becomes clear that their love is a force, a bond, that goes without saying.  There is no question about it.  Even when they argue, you never think for one second that their partnership is in jeopardy or that it ever was.  It’s like gravity — unseen, not talked about, but always holding them in place.

As you might expect, John and Ella encounter their fair share of trials and tribulations as they trek across the country.  Health problems, strange individuals, a countless number of Route 66 Diners (all with James Dean and Marilyn Monroe decorations).  But they soldier on, stopping at different campgrounds to set up for the night, drinking cheap homemade cocktails, cheap wine, or cheap beer while they sit outside the Leisure Seeker projecting slide shows on a sheet to look back at their lives.  When they reach California, a peace comes over them — a sense of accomplishment that puts things into perspective for them (or for Ella at least).

This book is an easy read.  Zadoorian isn’t fancy with his language, there aren’t multiple storylines running at once, and you’re never challenged to understand where you are in the narrative.  That style lets the story itself come to the forefront, and it’s a good one.

Next

Next, by James Hynes, follows an arc that’s been used before — it’s told from our narrator’s viewpoint over the course of one day.  But don’t let that fool you into thinking this story is garden-variety in any way, shape, or form.

Our protagonist’s name is Kevin Quinn, and he’s in a place in his life where he’s just not sure what he should do next.  He doesn’t feel that he’s accomplished what he wants to or what he’s capable of, professionally and romantically, and is contemplating making a big change.  On the day in question, he flies from Ann Arbor, Michigan , to Austin, Texas, for a job interview.  He does this without telling his live-in girlfriend (who’s out of town).  He’s also not sure what he will do if he actually gets the job.  But he clearly wants to challenge himself and his status quo, at least in his mind.

Kevin’s journey takes place shortly after a terrorist attack in Scotland in which a man named Kevin Quinn blew up a train station.  Paranoia about a terrorist attack, coupled with Kevin’s fear of flying, put him on edge during his flight, although he’s quite distracted by the pretty young woman next to him on the plane.

He arrives in Austin several hours early for the interview, so he decides to prowl the city to look for the woman who sat next to him on the plane.  As he behaves like a tenth-grader with a crush, he flashes back often to give details of some of the formative moments of his life back in Michigan.  I personally enjoyed not only the flashbacks to Ann Arbor, but also his activities in Austin as he epitomizes the hopeless, hapless buffoon trying to get lucky.  Thoroughly enjoyable and relatable.

Then, as you’ll note from any other review you read of this book, the final 50 pages of the story take you to a place that you have probably never put yourself in before.  I won’t give any spoilers, but the last part of this book might just blow your mind.  Big ups to Hynes for being able to tell the last part of this story in such a compelling and downright terrifying way.

Another bookstore we love

Things will be relatively quiet this week while I enjoy summer vacation with my family. On a related note, I stumbled across another excellent independent bookstore to rave about.  The Island Bookstore in Kitty Hawk, NC is a wonderful bookstore with quality offerings for the whole family.  They have much more than beach reads and wright Brothers books on hand.  My wife asked about the availability of a book and had a nice conversation with a friendly and well read staff member who was eagerly waiting for the same book.  Check them out if you find yourself in the Outer Banks.

BGB Interview: Ben Tanzer

Ben Tanzer is the author of the novels You Can Make Him Like You, You Go Your Way and I’ll Go Mine,  Lucky Man, other works of fiction and non-fiction.  Ben is a long time friend of the blog, which makes it a little shocking that it has taken us this long to do a proper interview.   Considering our lapse in judgement, we are mighty pleased that he agreed to submit himself to an interview with us.  We got a little long-winded, so grab yourself a snack and read on…

Baby Got Books interview with Ben Tanzer

Baby Got Books:  The new book You Can Make Him Like You seems to be getting rave reviews all over the blogosphere.  In my completely biased review I said, “Tanzer’s best work yet, and I expect that it will propel him onto his largest stage to date.”     How accurate is my prediction so far?

Ben Tanzer:  First off, thank you for the kind words, and bias, many a fine career has been built on bias and I warmly embrace it. Second, this is a great question to both take seriously and not. One piece of this I think is whether the book’s wider exposure and good tidings as compared to my previous books equates to a larger stage or to just some more elbow room on the fairly obscure stage I’m already on. I think it’s probably more of the latter for now, but even that has been wonderful, and shocking, and I really appreciate it. Another piece though is whether some of that space is a result of the book’s quality, which I hope is good, and which I hope is the case, or from the incredibly expanded network, and interest in my work in general, holy grandiose, yes, sorry, that has emerged, or is it evolved, between the release of Most Likely You Go Your Way and I’ll Go Mine and You Can Make Him Like You. And I think to a great extent it’s the latter, but that maybe the former is coming into play as well, which if that is the case, is also wonderful. Either way, the reaction to You Can Make Him Like You while arguably quite limited compared to the Hunger Games or Go The Fuck to Sleep, has definitely been intense, and really positive, which is shockingly wonderful. Or is that wonderfully shocking?

BGB:  You mentioned your expanded “network.”  That’s not something that you generally hear authors talking about, but it seems absolutely critical to writers in the age of social media.  You clearly work hard at getting yourself out there by maintaining an online zine and blog and being active on Facebook and Twitter (@bentanzer) – did I miss anything?  How critical is social media to building your audience?  Is there a point when it becomes a distraction to writing?

BT: My father was an artist who had a lot of success, but during the last years of his life, he didn’t feel like he had accomplished everything he wanted to. One thing we talked about was his inability to make sense of how best to network, something he wanted to do more of if he only knew how. When I started writing this was always on my mind, well that, and the idea that no one just finds you, there is little magic involved in any kind of success and you have to actively try to make things happen. So I asked myself, how could networking work and how can I enhance the likelihood of people knowing I am out there? And from that perspective, I don’t think we need to network more in the age of social media necessarily, because it’s always been required to some extent. But social media does offer a new and different means for doing so, and for someone like me it’s very helpful.

I have a day job and kids and I travel for work, which has some benefits, but I also can’t be out and about like I would like, hitting every reading and bar and going to every conference and city that networking requires. Further, the writing I do exists primarily in the indie realm, which is a great place to exist, but that also limits exposure to my writing and with all the terrific work happening in the indie space alone, how do you rise above all that magnificent clutter? In part, I decided that I needed to hit whatever platforms I could and as often as I could and early on I decided on two primary strategies for approaching this. First, I would use all of these platforms to broadcast what I’m up to, at all times, writing, reading, editing, interviewing, and on and on; and two, what I’m up to has to have some kind of cohesiveness, a brand to some extent, and so inspired by the monorail episode of The Simpsons, what I also decided early on is that what I want to do is change lives, with my work, your work, anything I like.

I’m offering a lifestyle choice, with my writing being the products at the center of it all. I write this somewhat tongue-in-cheek, but I always pretend it’s real. I also try to ensure I’m having fun. Is it a distraction? In general, that’s not my experience, but I mostly limit my time on all of this to branding and broadcasting purposes. I rarely hang out on Facebook or Twitter or anywhere else, sometimes sure, but my time there isn’t for entertainment or for killing time, it is mostly tactical, and when I’ve done what I intended to do I try to move on to the next thing. Interestingly, for me anyway, the biggest distraction these days is people more proactively reaching-out and asking me to check-out, hype, review, blurb and support what they’re doing, which I embrace, and am thrilled about, though it takes increasingly more time to do these things. I see this though as part of the brand, and it’s mostly fun, and I always intended, hoped, to support other people, in bigger ways, if, and when I could and now that I sort of can at times I feel obligated to do so.

BGB:  It seems to be working.  It’s apparent that you have been able to generate an incredible amount of goodwill in the wired world. Your Twitter and Facebook updates are an endless stream of glowing reviews and congratulations on the new book.  Speaking of which, let’s talk about You Can Make Him Like You.  (Check out my review here.)  YCMHLY is the instantly relateable story of a not so young man coming to grips with the changes that married life and family bring.  The story has the absolute ring of truth, which begs the question – how much of the story is autobiographical?

BT:  And thank you for that. There has been a lot of goodwill and a level of intensity and self-reflection that has caught me off guard. When I write, I try to let you know what’s in my head, and I hope to get into your head, the conversations you’ve had, and haven’t, touching on things you struggle with, can’t figure out, and celebrate. All of which is to say, how autobiographical is it, to loosely paraphrase the writer Scott McClanahan from a recent interview in The Rumpus, “75% of the stuff I write about is just stuff that happened to me. Of course, what’s different with me is I try to live my life like a fiction…I would expand on it by saying this: I was probably lying when I came up with that answer (at least 83.2% of the 75% percent figure is a lie).” That wasn’t exactly a paraphrase was it? But, what I am trying to say is, when I write almost anything, short story, novel, humor piece, I tend to get stuck on an idea that may have little to do immediately with me, and then as the piece slowly evolves, pieces of me get woven into the narrative. In this case of You Can Make Him Like You, I was thinking about the characters in the songs of The Hold Steady, characters I once looked like, and I was wondering what they would look like now. As I thought about this, I also began to think about the number of guys I know who while otherwise happily married still stretch what I would consider somewhat inappropriate behavior with other women to lengths I am not. Those guys fascinate me. Their brazenness, their belief that they won’t get caught, or can talk their way out of it, and for many their tremendous lack of self-awareness and reflexive behavior. That’s not me, not exactly, I can be reflexive and unaware, but I really go out of my way to avoid all of that other behavior. Do I think about it? Yes. Behave obsessively about alarm clocks being set and decision making on The Bachelorette? Yes. Fight with neighbors, hot ones, old ones and opera singing ones? Yes. Spend an afternoon compulsively assessing whether I think U2 or R.E.M. is the true super group of the late 80’s and early 90’s? Yes. And those kind of details, the parts of a story that make it more than idea, that give it some girth and flesh out some of the characters’ quirks and language, that can be a lot of me, definitely some of me, and certainly some of Scott McClanahan as well of course.

BGB:  Your book takes its name from a song by The Hold Steady and their music is quoted frequently in the novel.  Can you talk a little bit about what it is about The Hold Steady’s music that inspired you and the role that music plays in your writing?

BT:  Music in general plays a role in my work that I don’t necessarily think of as an inspirational, as much as I am always listening to music as I write, because well, I’m just always listening to music. I tend to latch onto a song with most of my projects because inevitably some song hits me as complimenting, or illuminating, for me, what I’m trying to say in that story. It also gives me a sense of what it might taste like, or feel like, which tends to get me even more focused in terms of texture and vibe. The idea for a book, and the writing of it, always precedes the song or music though, and this applies to You Can Make Him Like You as well. I knew I wanted to do something about guys around my age, guys struggling with being married, even when you’re happily married; and the allure of interns, all young and fresh, even when you don’t want to sleep with anyone besides your spouse, not exactly anyway; and having a kid, which you’re sort of into but not wanting to be as freaked-out and scared as you are; and these ideas were all bouncing around in my head when I went to see The Hold Steady for the first time here in Chicago between the release of Boys and Girls in America and Stay Positive. I was in the audience and the ideas started congealing and coming together; and there was structure and scenes and later as I wrote and edited the draft versions of You Can Make Him Like You, I saw The Hold Steady again, and then again, and I came to see the characters I wanted to write about as the more adult versions of the characters in the songs The Hold Steady sing; small town dudes and chicks, sort of literary, taking drugs and going to concerts, hoping to get laid, looking back and looking forward to bigger cities, maybe even bigger lives and being something other that what and who you are. And I know those characters, I was them, and I am now something else, older anyway, less druggy, married, with a job and kids; and that urge to be that something else was what I hoped to try to capture with this book and these characters, and these songs speak to where that starts, and what I wanted to do.

BGB:  I know that one of your interests is keeping up with the independent book scene.  Who should we be checking out?

BT: When I first read this question I thought about that famous New Yorker cover where it shows New York City as the center of the universe and the rest of the world sort of slowly unfolding under the shadows of the city’s awesomeness. This wasn’t because it made me think of New York City though, it was because it made me think that to answer this question I had to start with Chicago, because while there is a lot of indie literary things going on everywhere these days, I’m not sure it compares with what’s going on here. How’s that for grandiose? Still, and I am bound to leave some people out, but starting with Chicago there are really so many indie writers doing so many cool things to check out, Lindsay Duncan, Robert Duffer, Spencer Dew, Gina Frangello, Lauryn Allison Lewis, Brandon Will, Jason Fisk, Victor David Giron, James Tadd Alcox, Kathleen Rooney, Tim Jones-Yevlington, Mark Brand, Pete Anderson, Joseph G. Peterson, Jacob S. Knabb, David Masciotra and Luis Humberto Valadez. And then looking around the county you have BL Pawelek, Nick Ostdick, Barry Graham, Caleb J. Ross and Brandon Teitz out across the Midwest; Michael FitzGerald in Montana; J.A. Tyler in Colorado; Hosho McCreesh in New Mexico; James Greer, xTx, Matty Byloos, Ryan Bradley, Joshua Mohr and Lavinia Ludlow all points West; down South there are your neighbors Jamie Iredell and Collin Kelley; J. Bradley, Nathan Holic and Gregory Sherl in Florida; Alex Kudera in South Carolina; S. Craig Renfroe in North Carolina; Shannon Burke and Corey Mesler in Tennessee; Thomas Williams in Oklahoma; Jason Jordan in Kentucky; Mary Miller and Elizabeth Crane in Texas; and finally, and loosely, in the East, Paula Bomer, Greg Olear, Tim Hall, John Reed, Ken Wohlrob and Shya Scanlon in New York; Mel Bosworth, Laura Cherry, Ray Charbonneau, Rusty Barnes, Steve Himmer and Timothy Gager in and around Boston; William Walsh in Providence; Scott McClanahan in West Virginia; Dave Housley and Karen Lillis in Pennsylvania; Nik Korpon and Michael Kimball in Baltimore; and Amber Sparks in Washington, DC; and that’s a big list and I apologize, but I think it’s a good place to start.

BGB:  Wow.  Lots to check out there.  And you’ve been busy yourself.  Since we began this interview, a review copy of your next book My Father’s House has arrived in the mail.  From what I’ve been able to check out so far, it has a much different feel than You Can Make Him Like You.  Can you tell us a little about My Father’s House?  Anything else in the works you want to tell us about?

BT: Sorry, still feeling guilty about that last question, one of the many problems with being a fanboy. And yes, there has been some busyness, which also makes me feel a little guilty, though it may be self-consciousness, I will look that up. But with My Father’s House I think there is a different feel in two ways. First, and especially with the last couple of novels, I have been trying to tell humorous stories about relationships in a pop culture saturated world with layers of pain, coping and confusion lying closely below the surface, and with My Father’s House, a story focused on a character losing his father, I flipped this approach, and so it is more overtly about pain, coping and confusion, with the humor and pop culture is lurking just below the surface and serving as a sort of salve for both the characters and readers. I would also say though that I have been trying to emulate the music of the Ramones and the recent movies by David Cronenberg in my writing, tight, intimate, punchy, funny, and violent scenes that come fast and propel you into the next scene or chapter, and with this book I decided to tighten that approach up even more, so more sparse, quick and insular, and more like how I see the actual experience of living through some one’s death. In terms of what else may be in the works, and at this point more self-consciousness abounds, I have a collection of humor pieces coming out at some point this summer titled This American Life and I am working on my first science fiction joint, similar themes to my previous work, though more focused on work and the intersection of work and family, albeit in a not so distant Chicago where work is hard to come by, life on Mars beckons and the drugs are mostly synthetic.

BGB:  Is that sweet ‘stache staying?

BT: Not remotely. No. Next. Or is that it? Because if so, thanks for the great questions and your support, both are much appreciated.

Firday Links

The Millions present the Most Anticiapted Books of the second half of 2011.  Govern your future reading plans accordingly.

NYT’s best fiction of all time

Nerdtastic!:  Lev Grossman shares a guide to the allusions in his wonderful novel, The Magicians.

McSweeney’s ensures that you know what your favorite 80s band says about you.

A grab-bag of hilarious Amazon customer reviews

VP Joe Biden shares his reading list

The death of cursive?

The New York Observer – “No One cares about Your Reading”: “the traditional reading format is broken”

The latest literary pick up lines

GalleyCat lists the top authors on Google+.  In others news, if you have a spare Google+ invite hanging around, hook me up.

Hipster Lord of the Rings

The poetry bomber what bombs used clothes with poetry

You’ve heard about England’s tabloid newspaper News of the World closing up shop after it came to light that they frequently hacked the cell phones of celebrities, the Royal Family, and dead teenagers – yes?   Read Hugh Grant’s James Bond-esque article wherein he turns the tables on the hackers and becomes a UK folk hero.

The Great Night

Chris Adrian, modern day renaissance man, is a medical doctor, holds a Ph.D. in divinity, graduated from the prestigious Iowa Writer’s Workshop and has somehow found the time to publish three novels. Adrian’s previous novel imagined a children’s hospital that becomes an ark of sorts when the world is destroyed by a great flood. At 1000+ pages, Children’s Hospital overflowed with spiritual allegory and exploration of Big Ideas. Adrian’s new novel, The Great Night is leaner and explores many of the same Big Ideas, albeit less successfully.

The Great Night is not so much a retelling of Shakespeare’s A Midsummer Night’s Dream than a complete reimagining of the story. Although there a funny moments, Adrian’s tale is not a comedy. Instead, it is a magical meditation on heart break, loss, and other forms of human misery.

The faeries in Adrian’s vision live under a hillside in modern day San Francisco’s Buena Vista Park. The faerie queen, Titiana, disrupts the preparations for the midsummer night’s festival by releasing Puck from bondage to find Oberon, her estranged husband and king of the faeries. Puck, more imp than jester in this telling, instead vows to seek revenge for his imprisonment by destroying the faerie’s world.

Three mortals who happen to be wandering through the park become drawn into the faeries’ conflict. When Puck begins to wreak his havoc, the three become trapped there and the faerie realm is revealed to them, as are their own links to the usually hidden realm

Perhaps unsurprisingly, Adrian is at his best when he explores the relationships within hospitals. Early on in the novel, Tatiana experiences her first taste of human emotion and frailty when she is unable to use magic to ease the suffering of her adopted human child:

It seemed a marvel to her that any mortal should suffer for lack of love, and yet she had never known a mortal who didn’t feel unloved. There was enough love just in this ugly hallway, she though, that one should never feel the lack of it again. She peered at the parents imagining their hearts like machines, manufacturing surfeit upon surfeit of love for their children, and then she wondered how something could be so awesome and so utterly powerless.

As strong and emotive as Adrian’s writing is through much of the novel, it suffers under the weight of trying to accomplish too much. Plot lines become overly complicated to the detriment of the narrative, and Adrian’s Big Ideas ultimately get in the way of telling an interesting story. In perhaps one of the more misguided moments of the novel, a musical adaptation of the dated Charlton Heston vehicle, Soylent Green, serves as the backdrop for the book’s climactic scene. It’s as though Adrian, arriving at the end of the novel, suddenly loses control of the narrative. Less a midsummer night’s dream, Great Night is actually much ado about nothing.

Adrian will be reading at the Decatur Book Festival in September.  I will definitely check it out.  I want to hear him talk about what this book meant to him and, hopefully, he’ll talk about Children’s Hospital, too.

Want.

Do I skateboard often?  No.  Do I need one of these sweet skate decks from Penguin USA?  Yes.  Definitely.  Especially the Hucklerry Finn on the left.  Check out a larger pic and how to win one here.  I’ve inquired for info on where I can just plunk down my hard-earned to walk away with one.  No answer yet.


Friday Links

NPR lets us know that the Oxford Comma is safe for now.  The recent dust-up around the comma was attributed to, ironically, Oxford’s PR Dept’s style manual – not the kind of PR they were looking for I bet.  The Oxford University Press still embraces the Oxford comma.  Please reduce the Defcon readiness level from 1 to 5.

Carolyn Kellog, suggests the, introduction, of the, Shatner comma.

Speaking of Oxford University, Oxford Today looks at PG Wodehouse and the English Language

A list of common misconceptions about the English language (via @grammargirl)

Huffington Post list their coolest book covers of 2011 so far.  These are not even close, says me.  I’ll put adding my two cents on the to-do list.

Mark Twain and Nikola Tesla! (via @maudnewton)

e-reader adoption hits 12% of US population.

Researcher asks to disinter Shakespeare’s body to determine if he smoked pot.  #StonedShakespeare ensues (e.g., Titus Hydroponicus).

In all the excitement about the Oxford comma, I forgot to get on my high horse about this misguided CNN editorial attacking Go the F*** to Sleep.  The article says that the book is “not the least bit funny, when one considers how many neglected children fall asleep each night praying for a parent who’d care enough to hold them, nurture them and read to them.”  Sure.  And the Three Stooges are not funny when one considers the lifelong hardships that can accompany repeated head trauma.   Here’s the truly over the top part:

Nobody is suggesting that there’s a connection between Adam Mansbach’s book and child abuse or child neglect.

Sounds like you just did exactly that.  And then, to my utter bafflement:

“Imagine if this were written about Jews, blacks, Muslims or Latinos,” says Dr. David Arredondo.

Luckily, The Onion’s Baratunde Thurston is there to provide the necessary rant.  Consider this your must read of the day.

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