Lincoln in the Bardo is so delightfully bonkers. Few books have really reached off the page to command my full attention this way this one did. I didn’t know about the audiobook - that sounds wonderful, too.27. Lincoln in the Bardo by George Saunders - I needed a change of pace, and I got it. Hard to describe except it's about Lincoln trying to cope with the untimely death of his son Willie, and the spirits that are living in the in-between space between life and death. Not an easy read - lots of characters who take turns telling their stories (and interrupting each other) - but a very impressive and ultimately rewarding read. And apparently there is an audiobook that includes Nick Offerman, Megan Mullaly, Jeff Tweedy, Susan Sarandon, Don Cheedle, Rainn Wilson, Ben Stiller, Ben Hader, Keegan Michael-Key, and the list goes on (according to wiki there are 166 characters). I'm playing that on my next road trip.
Which other Pynchon books do you have? I read V. about ten years ago and really enjoyed it (it was my second by him), but as it's his first it's definitely a bit uneven. I've just got two more of his to get through. I read Mason & Dixon this fall and it was probably my favourite reading experience ever.November, the end of the year is nigh...
Book 55: Milkman - Anna Burns
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This has definitely been one of, if not my overall favourite reads of the year.
It's a compact story (in that not huge amounts happen over the span of maybe 3 or 4 weeks), about a young woman in Northern Ireland during the '70s living her life amongst the backdrop of sectarian hatred and violence. A psychological novel told with the driest of wit in a flawless stream of consciousness that I found really difficult to put down and always eager to return to.
Unnamed, the protagonist finds herself stalked by a shady character that is definitely a renouncer, may be a paramilitant and definitely isn't a milkman but seems to be frequently confused as one (the reason why is made clear late in the novel).
Through no fault of her own, the ever-watchful community with their network of rumours and gossip, instantly have her undertaking an illicit affair with this married man and assign her the fear and respect a woman in a relationship with such a character warrants. This is at odds to the pariah status she had previously been granted by the community due to the fact that she reads pre-20th century fiction whilst walking which is a definite no-no.
Burns releases information about the future of her characters ad-hoc in thoughts that sometimes, but not always, get returned to later for added detail.
All of her characters balance their every word and action on a set of spoken and unspoken rules that will determine whether you are with them, against the state, from across the road, over the border or that country over the water. It's a brilliant depiction of what it must have been like to live in a state of constant distrust and paranoia, while still just trying to get on with life.
Book 56: Night. Sleep. Death. The Stars. - Joyce Carol Oates
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This was a trudge at times. It details the aftermath for a family whose patriarch dies from a stroke due to the actions of police brutality.
There's plenty to say as the family either crumble or rebuild and for the most part it's plenty interesting and the writing is good, but at nearly 800pp it did feel like an effort towards the latter half. It's my first Oates and I had no idea until I saw the list of her books in the front of this one, just how prolific she is. I'll try more in the future, I'm sure.
Book 57: V - Thomas Pynchon
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Oof, this was a tough read. Two distinct narrative threads alternate chapters. The first thread set in the mid 20th Century U.S.A., I was able to follow and generally enjoy (although the character count left me struggling at times). The second, set in late 19th/early 20th centuries, all around the world with an even bigger character list, well, let's just say I frequently found myself hoping these chapters would soon be over. The two threads are joined by a character and his quest for 'V' and do converge towards the end.
I knew ahead of reading it that Pynchon is often considered difficult, but I also know some people love his stuff. Not sure from this, my first attempt at reading him, I'm ever going to feel passionate about his books but, being as I have some more, I will consider trying them.
Book 58: Hotel du Lac - Anita Brookner
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This 1984 Booker winner proved to be a nice little read. Following some scandalous behaviour at home, a romantic novelist sequesters herself at a Swiss hotel towards the end of season. There, she meets a small cast of characters that revel in the hotel's old world service style and she learns a little about them and herself along the way. Well written, very human and rather witty at times.
Quite a few, (I tend to buy too many books especially when they're reduced on daily/monthly Amazon deals. Nice to hear that about M&D. When I got my first 'proper' job out of university there was a book shop at the bottom of Canary Wharf tower where I worked and I used to go in every other lunchtime and look at books I couldn't really afford. That was one of them back in about '97/'98 and I always picked up the hardback and fancied it. I'll make sure when I read another that it's that one. These are the ones I have:Which other Pynchon books do you have? I read V. about ten years ago and really enjoyed it (it was my second by him), but as it's his first it's definitely a bit uneven. I've just got two more of his to get through. I read Mason & Dixon this fall and it was probably my favourite reading experience ever.
Awesome. I've read all of those apart from Vineland so far. M&D is written in the style of an 18th century picaresque novel. It takes a little bit to get used to the language but it is an absolutely stunning work.Quite a few, (I tend to buy too many books especially when they're reduced on daily/monthly Amazon deals. Nice to hear that about M&D. When I got my first 'proper' job out of university there was a book shop at the bottom of Canary Wharf tower where I worked and I used to go in every other lunchtime and look at books I couldn't really afford. That was one of them back in about '97/'98 and I always picked up the hardback and fancied it. I'll make sure when I read another that it's that one. These are the ones I h
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Book 32: A Night in Tunisia: Imaginings of Africa in Jazz - Norman C. Weinstein (The Scarecrow Press Inc, 1992)
244 pages.
This was a book that I bought on a recent trip to Copenhagen, at a second-hand book shop where everything was priced at around £3.50 (in the equivalent Danish Kroner). It was a really interesting read that is split into chapters that focus on the work of a single jazz musician and how they were influenced by, and their connections to Africa. These include Archie Shepp, John Coltrane, Duke Ellington, Sonny Murray, and Yusef Lateef to name a few.
The premise of the book is a good one but it is massively let down in my opinion by the author as he constantly pats himself on the back by stating that this is the first written work to focus on the topic (which isn't true), whilst also constantly mentioning that although he is a white American he still has an authority on the subject because he has read a lot about Africa. Very strange.
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Book 33: The Family Romanov: Murder, Rebellion, and the Fall of Imperial Russia, by Candace FlemingBook 32: The Passenger by Cormac McCarthy
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Cormac McCarthy's last book, The Road, was published in 2006. It was also the first McCarthy I read, in 2007, and I spent the last 15 years combing through nearly every book in his bibliography (I'm still three short with Cities of the Plain, Outer Dark, and Suttree). The Passenger (and its sequel/companion Stella Maris, out in December) has been brewing basically since The Road, and rumors have been swirling about his story of atomic bombs, deep-sea salvage, and a brother-sister romance.
It's hard to describe this book without ruining the experience of reading it, as it doesn't really push itself past its synopsis, plot-wise. Bobby Western is a salvage diver in the early 80s, living a sparse life of working and having discursive discussions with the colorful characters who hang around a divers' bar. He's clearly haunted by his sister's death, as well as his father's legacy as one of the engineers of the atomic bomb.
After exploring a mysterious plane wreck in a river, Bobby comes under scrutiny by unspecified government agencies. This is where the book's sense of anticlimax/antiplot is deepest as the book turns into an inverted No Country for Old Men: as the situation gets more dire, the why of Western's pursuit becomes murkier, and Western himself seems basically unconcerned by the tightening noose. Ultimately, the murky vagaries of the plot lead to a feeling of the past in constant pursuit; it feels more like a thematic feature than a narrative bug. McCarthy is clearly even more focused on death, legacy, and grief; and in typical fashion he concludes that we're all dust, it's all actively crumbling around us, and any motion towards self-preservation is dishonesty with yourself and nature. It's a story intensely focused on grief and grieving; the present is barely worth engaging with, don't even bother divining the future, and the past itself is too painful to fully reckon with.
This is a deeply strange book especially seeing that, for all the grief, there is a lot of humor, wordplay, and puns. McCarthy includes a "yes I'm serious, and don't call me Shirley" joke. The dialogues can be infuriating for McCarthy's lack of punctuation and no "he said/she said" dialogue attribution. Nearly every chapter begins with an italicized conversation between Western's sister and the apparitions brought on by her deteriorating mental health. They're nearly interminable, but clearly crucial to the book's texture and theme of the prison of human consciousness, and as the book ambles towards its conclusion they bleed into the rest of the story in a way that carries thematic heft. I'm half-dreading Stella Maris, a much-slimmer novel which apparently consists entirely of a dialogue between the sister and her therapist.
You're crazy for this one, Mack.
20. Nightmares and Dreamscapes by Stephen King - This one was fine. Not my favorite of his in terms of short stories. Starts with a few duds, but picks up and i ended up enjoying by the end.16. Invisible Child by Andrea Elliott. Won the Pulitzer last year for nonfiction. Infuriating read. This country is beyond fucked. Pretty moved by this family's story though. Great reporting.
17. Babylon's Ashes by James SA Corey. Book 6 of the Expanse. Generally enjoy this series but this was probably my least favorite entry so far. Feels more like an epilogue to the last book than something with a full arc. Poorly paced, and pretty boring for what should have been a climax of the series.
18. Fire & Blood by George RR Martin. Had a blast with this. I was hesitant because I'd heard it was dry, but found it to be a lot of fun. If you're interested in the ASoIaF universe, you should check ot out.
19. Dilla Time: The Life and Afterlife of J Dilla by Dan Charnas. Been listening as an Audiobook since June, but just now finished. Absolutely essential for Hip Hop Heads, and actually, every other music fan too. Phenomenal.
Currently reading Nightmares and Dreamscapes as my annual Stephen King read. It's fine. Might pick up a classic if I finish before the month is out.
I misread that as Pirate-Eye novel and was going to ask what that was...