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A PARTIAL HISTORY OF LOST CAUSES by Jennifer Dubois 0

May25

partialhistoryoflostcauses2 A PARTIAL HISTORY OF LOST CAUSES by Jennifer Dubois

I think that I could probably subsist on a reading diet of first novels. Finding a new writer whose work I love reassures me that the end of storytelling is nowhere near. I felt this way recently when I encountered Jennifer DuBois’s Partial History of Lost Causes on the shelves of my local book store. Two people find their lives intersecting: a former chess prodigy who decides to challenge Vladimir Putin for the Russian presidency and an American woman in her 20s who knows her life is going to be cut short by Huntington’s disease. We are first introduced to Aleksandr Bezetov in 1979, when he arrives in what was then Leningrad to attend a chess academy. We meet Irina Ellison in 2006, shortly after her father’s difficult death from the genetic disease that will likely kill her, too. When she discovers in her father’s papers an old (and apparently unanswered) letter from her father to Bezetov asking him how he copes with those games he knows he’s going to lose, she decides on the spur of the moment to go to Russia and see if she can confront Bezetov and have him answer her father’s question. I can’t remember reading another novel—at least not recently—that’s both incredibly intelligent and also emotionally engaging. I really cared about Irina and Bezetov: their attempts to outrun (or at least accept) their individual fates was both moving and tragically real.

THE MAP OF MY DEAD PILOTS by Colleen Mondor 0

May19

MapOfMyDeadPilots THE MAP OF MY DEAD PILOTS by Colleen Mondor

I know that the first two letters of “memoir” spell “me,” but the kind of memoir I like best is one that goes beyond being simply a personal account but rather tells a larger story. The Map of My Dead Pilots by Colleen Mondor (Lyons Press, 2012) does exactly that. From 1993 to 1997 the author worked as the dispatch coordinator for an air transport company headquartered in Fairbanks, Alaska. This isn’t a neatly narrated, chronological account with a clean beginning and a clear end. Rather, in lyrical, impressionistic prose she relates the stories she tells of the pilots she knew—some still living and some now dead—to the myth and the reality of Alaska. It’s a story of danger, of loss, of courage of unsavory landing strips and forbidding mountains, of delivering mail and making mercy flights, of adrenaline and prayer, of unpredictably changeable winds and oncoming storms, of snow, of difficult decisions, of good fortune and bad luck, and, always, of the unbelievable cold. But it’s also about why we choose the lives we do, how we rewrite our pasts to make sense of ourselves to the person we’ve become, what we choose to remember and how and why we forget what we do: it’s about mythmaking, storytelling, and memory. Mondor says: “If I remember the stories, then I know the life I lived was true; I know it happened; I know that once upon a time this is was who we were and how we lived.”

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Aug1

 Tooth and Clawby Jo Walton

In as few words as possible, the best way to describe Jo Walton’s Tooth and Claw (Orb Books, 2009) is to say that although it owes a great deal of its sensibility to the tropes of the Victorian novel, the main characters are all dragons.  This is not in any sense a mash-up (do not, for example, think Abraham Lincoln and vampires), rather it’s a melding of two cultures—humanity and dragonity.  (And as far as I can tell, the main difference between the two cultures is that dragons ritually eat their dead in order to share their wisdom, strength, and power.) As Walton herself put it, the novel is “the result of wondering what a world would be like if the axioms of the sentimental Victorian novel were inescapable laws of biology.”  As a lover of both Anthony Trollope’s multitudinous works and fantasy novels, it was a natural choice for me to pick up.  Walton begins with the bare outlines of the plot of Trollope’s Framley Parsonage: a father dies and the family begins a fight over his bequests.  One son, a parson, hears his father’s last confession and learns a fact that he is not to divulge to the rest of the family; another son decides to contest the original will.  Meanwhile, the two unmarried daughters become pawns of the male-dominated society.  How will it all work out?  Will the good get their just rewards and the evil be punished accordingly? Walton’s captivating tale is not to be missed.

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Aug1

 Tooth and Clawby Jo Walton

In as few words as possible, the best way to describe Jo Walton’s Tooth and Claw (Orb Books, 2009) is to say that although it owes a great deal of its sensibility to the tropes of the Victorian novel, the main characters are all dragons.  This is not in any sense a mash-up (do not, for example, think Abraham Lincoln and vampires), rather it’s a melding of two cultures—humanity and dragonity.  (And as far as I can tell, the main difference between the two cultures is that dragons ritually eat their dead in order to share their wisdom, strength, and power.) As Walton herself put it, the novel is “the result of wondering what a world would be like if the axioms of the sentimental Victorian novel were inescapable laws of biology.”  As a lover of both Anthony Trollope’s multitudinous works and fantasy novels, it was a natural choice for me to pick up.  Walton begins with the bare outlines of the plot of Trollope’s Framley Parsonage: a father dies and the family begins a fight over his bequests.  One son, a parson, hears his father’s last confession and learns a fact that he is not to divulge to the rest of the family; another son decides to contest the original will.  Meanwhile, the two unmarried daughters become pawns of the male-dominated society.  How will it all work out?  Will the good get their just rewards and the evil be punished accordingly? Walton’s captivating tale is not to be missed.

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The Coffins of Little Hope 0

Jul20

 The Coffins of Little Hopeby Timothy Schaffert

Schaffert’s fourth novel, The Coffins of Little Hope (Unbridled Books, 2011) is another triumph of storytelling, featuring quirky characters, humor, compassion, and insight into human strengths and foibles. The story revolves around its narrator, 83-year-old Essie Myles, who is the obituary writer for the County Paragraph, her grandson Doc’s small town Nebraska newspaper. In one of the many intersecting plotlines that make up the book, the paper has been contracted to print the last book in a fabulously successful series of teen novels called The Coffins of Little Hope (think  A Series of Unfortunate Events and hope that Schaffert someday writes the series of children’s books he describes so appealingly). In another, a local woman claims that her teenage daughter Lenore (whom no one has ever seen) was kidnapped by her boyfriend Elvis, a ne’er-do-well photographer. And there’s more: Essie learns that her granddaughter, Ivy, long out of touch with the family, is planning to return home—news that is especially upsetting to Doc, who raised Tess, his niece, when her mother ran off to Paris when Tess was just a child. Things get very complicated when the national media learn about the (possible) kidnapping and descend on the small town, and pages of the top secret conclusion to the aforementioned series of novels start showing up.  What anchors these multiple strands of plot and makes them work so well together is Essie herself—wry, self-aware, and with a secret or two of her own. This enchanting novel is perfect for readers looking for realism with a heart by an author who cares about his characters and wants you to, too. Here’s how it begins:

I still use a manual typewriter (a 1953 Underwood portable, in a robin’s egg blue) because the soft pip-pip-pip of the typing of keys on a computer keyboard doesn’t quite fit with my sense of what writing sounds like. I need the hard metal clack, and I need those keys to sometimes catch so I can reach in and untangle them, turning my fingertips inky. Without slapping the return or turning the cylinder to release the paper with a sharp whip, without all that minor havoc, I feel I’ve paid no respect to the dead. What good is an obituary if it can be written so peaceably, so undisturbingly, in the dark of night?

I don’t want to quote the last line, because it’s blow-your-mind perfection.

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EVENING IS THE WHOLE DAY by Preeta Samarasan 0

Jul7

eveningisthewholeday EVENING IS THE WHOLE DAY by Preeta Samarasan

Preeta Samarasan’s brilliantly executed first novel, Evening Is the Whole Day (Mariner, 2009), takes place in Malaysia. Samarasan focuses her writerly lens on the lives of the Rajasekharans: politically inclined Raju, the paterfamilias, whose grandfather came to Malaysia from India in 1899 and initiated the family’s inexorable rise to the upper classes; his wife, Visanthi, who cannot abide remembering her lower class upbringing; his elder daughter, Uma, who is excitedly looking forward to leaving Ipoh, Malaysia, for college at Columbia University; his son, Suresh; and six-year-old Aasha, who is desperately sad at the recent death of her grandmother and her beloved older sister’s imminent departure.  As Uma’s departure approaches, different chapters explore both the family’s past—in vivid, fascinating, and often troubling detail—and the equally vivid, fascinating, and frequently troubling events that shaped Malaysian independence. Like Salman Rushdie’s Midnight’s Children (which this novel made me want to reread), this is a book that begs to be read aloud. Here’s one sentence that gives a good sense of Samarasan’s style: “A wry sun was setting with a vengeance on the British Empire.”  Don’t you love the adjective “wry”?  It’s such an interesting way of describing the end of Britain’s colonial reign.

Evening is the Whole Day 0

Jul7

 Evening is the Whole Dayby Preeta Samarasan

Preeta Samarasan’s brilliantly executed first novel, Evening Is the Whole Day (Mariner, 2009), takes place in Malaysia. Samarasan focuses her writerly lens on the lives of the Rajasekharans: politically inclined Raju, the paterfamilias, whose grandfather came to Malaysia from India in 1899 and initiated the family’s inexorable rise to the upper classes; his wife, Visanthi, who cannot abide remembering her lower class upbringing; his elder daughter, Uma, who is excitedly looking forward to leaving Ipoh, Malaysia, for college at Columbia University; his son, Suresh; and six-year-old Aasha, who is desperately sad at the recent death of her grandmother and her beloved older sister’s imminent departure.  As Uma’s departure approaches, different chapters explore both the family’s past—in vivid, fascinating, and often troubling detail—and the equally vivid, fascinating, and frequently troubling events that shaped Malaysian independence. Like Salman Rushdie’s Midnight’s Children (which this novel made me want to reread), this is a book that begs to be read aloud. Here’s one sentence that gives a good sense of Samarasan’s style: “A wry sun was setting with a vengeance on the British Empire.”  Don’t you love the adjective “wry”?  It’s such an interesting way of describing the end of Britain’s colonial reign.

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The White Woman on the Green Bicycle 0

Jul1

by Monique Roffey

 The White Woman on the Green BicycleRight after they marry in England in 1956, Sabine and George Harwood move to post-independence Trinidad for a job that George has been offered. Fifty years later they’re still there.  Now both in their middle 70s, George is, as he’s always been, happy with his life and loving his adopted country, while Sabine has never been able to adjust to the oppressive heat and the culture of the island. Monique Roffey’s The White Woman on the Green Bicycle (Penguin, 2011), which was a finalist for the Orange Prize, switches back and forth between time periods and narrators (so that both husband and wife get their say). In 2006, when George finds a cache of Sabine’s old (and unsent) letters to Eric Williams, Trinidad’s charismatic prime minister, it sets off a series of events that will shake the foundations of their marriage. But the true main character in this novel is Trinidad itself: its people, its customs, and its contradictions. Roffey’s explorations of longtime marriages, race, and the lingering effects of colonialism are insightful and often painful to read.

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The Watery Part of the World 1

Jun24

 The Watery Part of the World by Michael Parker

Oh my, it’s hard to describe how happy it makes me to find a novel like The Watery Part of the World by Michael Parker (Algonquin, 2011) in my piles of books to be read.  It doesn’t happen often; and when it does, it’s transporting. Once I read the first paragraph or two, I found it all but impossible to put down. Parker’s novel takes flight from the two historical facts it’s grounded in: Theodosia, Aaron Burr’s beloved daughter, who was married to the governor of South Carolina, disappeared in 1813 off the coast of North Carolina while she was traveling by ship to New York to see her father. One hundred and fifty years later, the remaining three residents of a tiny North Carolina barrier island decide to leave their homes and property and move to the mainland. Through the lives of its characters, this elegantly written tale reflects on the nature of race, love, regret, dependence, fear, sorrow, honor, and envy—the eternal challenge of being human. The characters, even the minor ones, are fully formed; the setting is so vividly described that you feel you know it intimately, and Parker’s writing is purely wonderful.  Here’s a brief quotation that will give you a sense of the way he makes words work: 

He said he knew she was sorry. He said in the way people say, “I know you’re sorry,” which makes you understand how pitiful you would be to them were they in the mind to pity you.

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To Color the Wind 0

Jun14

 To Color the Wind

Guest Blog by Jean Hays Mishler

In the trilogy To Color the Wind: The Wolf Head Amulet, The Golden Stag, and King’s Capture, Barbara Glynn has created a fantastic world.  The heroine, Jesipam, endears herself to the reader immediately with her quick wit, cunning, and outside-of-the-box thinking.  Only a child, she is thrust into adult responsibilities when she and her sister are cast out of court,  thanks to a tempestuous king who is also their father.  Alone amid strangers, Jesipam must make new alliances, keep her sister safe and fed, and discover how to use and control her own strange magical powers.  Along the way, she tirelessly works to regain the life to which she is entitled. 

Tirshaw, a rich world of desert, spices, and magic, where communication happens via “thread tubes,” will entice young readers with its unusual people and customs. Three “houses” of differing life values contend for power. Jesipam cleverly weaves her way among the houses, and in the process gives the reader a clear view of this complicated political landscape. This fantasy series gives an entertaining glimpse into a new world, but also serves as metaphor for many current events where politics and value clashes cast large shadows on individuals and their life opportunities.

Even though I am an adult, I found Glynn’s writing captivating and could not put the books down.  Her skillful suspense kept me turning the page and waiting at the mailbox for the next book delivery.  I highly recommend these books, especially to young readers, as the heroine is such a great role model for that age group.

Jean Hays Mishler is a writer and singer who primarily makes her living teaching private voice lessons. If you are interested in hearing her music, listen here:  www.mosaicthecd.com.

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