Monthly Archives: August 2010

August 2010 Reads

It’s been a trying month for reading: I read on the train, squished between commuters and the hydraulic doors; hanging out at the office pantry; the wee hours of the morning when night terrors come a-knocking. Phooey. I wanted to read, and some silly little thing like bed time or late for work isn’t going […]

I need them actual books in my hands

Thanks to NetGalley and HQN Books, I spent the better part of last week glued to the migraine [megrim!] – inducing monitor glares: Have been reading Anne Stuart‘s House of Rohans series — Ruthless, Reckless, and Breathless. I feel like I’ve been reintroduced to the genre. It’s been two months since I last read a […]

marginalia || The Mountain Lion, by Jean Stafford

Jean Stafford‘s introduction to her 1947 novel, The Mountain Lion, closes with: “Poor old Molly! I loved her dearly and [spoiler spoiler spoiler].” That never augurs well. You begin the novel wary of tragedy, anticipating brokenness and all-around disaster. That you feel, even within the first few pages, that it shall all lead to you […]

Now is as good a time as any to talk back — Haters gon’ hate, demmet

I’ve been getting a lot of negative comments lately, some on the posts I put up re book thoughts, and some on the posts re navel-gazing and other frou-frou reflections. And I know they’re not spam, because peepees and Russian folk singers are rarely mentioned. Now. I love the people I’ve met through this blog, […]

Three Different Books, Three Different Kinds of Silences I Need to Break

Because sometimes, I don’t have the words. And sometimes, what words I have are inadequate. And sometimes, I just want to keep on lying down, with a look of horror / loneliness / disappointment on my face, intent on just letting it all soak in. I like these books, for different reasons — the emotional […]

Still Thinking About Love, and Romance — Thanks, Miss Nehring

>> And still thinking about Cristina Nehring’s book. I’ve realized that this book deserves a long response. I just found it so rich — it has many things I agree with, some things I vehemently disagree with, and some things were just really cool to know about. Phenomena, attitudes, literary trivia. So, yes, I’ve been […]

Trying out Austin Kleon’s Newspaper Blackout for myself

Tried out some Newspaper Blackout myself. It wasn’t pretty. Although there was an alarming amount of glee with crossing out entire articles, a part of me still reasoned, “I’d rather be writing, ya know.” But, yeah, it was fun while it lasted — won’t be doing more soon; the fumes give me headaches, for seriously. […]

Some things off the top of my head, in response to A Vindication of Love: Reclaiming Romance for the Twenty-first Century by Cristina Nehring

Romantic love needs to be reinvented for our time . . . it needs to be formulated afresh. The purpose is by no means to beatify romantic love, or to reclaim it as a fine hallmark sentiment suitable for swooning schoolgirls. The goal is to embrace its dangers and darknesses as well as the light […]

marginalia || Vanishing and Other Stories, by Deborah Willis

I first talked about Vanishing and Other Stories, the debut collection of Deborah Willis, in this post: “It is, well, about vanishing. About disappearances. About someone leaving. About someone staying, and waiting. About the absent one, and how this presence constantly and continuously haunts the one who’s stayed.” “The stories have this thematic clutch,” I […]

marginalia || Stone in a Landslide, by Maria Barbal; translated by Laura McGloughlin and Paul Mitchell

My second read from the folks at Peirene Press: Stone in a Landslide by Maria Barbal [translated from the Catalan by Laura McGloughlin and Paul Mitchell]. A Catalan classic, and in its first English edition, the novella is the reminiscences of 80-year-old Conxa: where she came from, how she grew up, the work she did, […]