Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Old-Fashioned Romance from the Bin



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I know I'm out-of-step with modern culture in just about every way, especially when it comes to romantic literature. When others were reading romance books with pictures of Fabio on the cover, I woudn't have been caught dead reading those. Yet I promise you I won't be reviewing "Shades of Gray" here on this blog either. My fantasy life is much more simple and old-fashioned. And while others are downloading their books, my idea of a good time is to spend a few hours wandering around a library, a used bookstore, or a charity book sale. Those are the places where a person can find romance novels that aren't run-of-the-mill. These books were never major bestsellers, but might be just the cozy read you return to again and again. So that's what this post is about. These are actually some of my favorite books EVER, so I hope you can find them and enjoy them also. Look around the Goodwill, the Salvation Army, or your local library book sale.



1. The Enchanted by Elizabeth Coatsworth

I found this book on the rack in a drugstore back in the late 1970s, and it still seems miraculous that such a well-crafted story would find its way into the company of ordinary romance novels or mysteries. But there it was, and I finished half of it while waiting for my mother to finish her shopping that day because I couldn't put it down. It's the story of a young man living a rather lonely life in the deep woods of Maine who is befriended by the strange yet whimsical Perdry family. Soon he falls in love and marries one of the daughters, only to discover that his wife has a secret which is part of her "enchantment." I can't say much more without giving up the plot, but you won't be disappointed if you like a little magical realism - or simply magic - in your novels.




2. A Woman in the House by William Barrett

This must have been included in a book club at one time because I often see hardback copies for sale. William Barrett also wrote bestsellers such as The Lilies of the Field, and you'll find some of the same themes in this book - religious faith versus doubt, the relationship between the church and society, and the ways human beings find a sense of belonging. William Barrett was once a Catholic priest himself, so he understood the pull of the devout life, even while trying to balance the down-to-earth side of being human. This story is about displaced people after World War II trying to find their way through the wreckage of Germany. A young Russian Orthodox Monk has followed his elderly mentor to Berlin only to watch him die, and now he must make his way alone. That is, until he meets a young woman outcast in need of his help, whether she wants it or not. Slowly they learn trust each other and they form an alliance which naturally turns to a deeper emotional connection. While it sounds simple, this book doesn't pull punches about human sexuality or the horrors of war. Barrett  also captures the realistic survival skills of hard work and day-to-day life in a simpler simpler place and time. An inspirational story about people and society rising from the ashes.




3. The Two Farms by Mary E. Pearce

I found a well-worn copy of this book at a branch library, then later wanted to check it out again but it had been removed - patrons had loved it to death! I was so sad that my husband tracked down a copy online and bought it for my birthday. And now it's the book I read when I don't know what else to read, and I never get tired of it. Why? Well, Mary E. Pearce is a writer after my own heart - an eye for nature, love of just the right word, and characters with a droll or snarky sense of humor. The story is set in England in the mid-1800s, in a narrow valley with two farms on either side, one green and thriving, one fallen into disrepair. There are also two young men - one the spoiled son of the major landowner, and one an abandoned boy taken in and raised to run the farm. But you shouldn't think this is another Wuthering Heights. Jim Lundy is no Heathcliff, although he does seek revenge when the rich-man's son steals away his girlfriend. He takes a more positive route in making a deal to save the farm across the valley - a rattletrap known as "Godsakes" - but the contract involves marriage to Old Riddler's daughter, Kirren, with dark eyes and a sharp tongue. It's part Pride and Prejudice, and Part "Taming of the Shrew." And Old Riddler the farmer makes me laugh every time I read it. But the best part is watching the three main characters band together to bring the farm back to life again step by step.
If you like this book you can also try Apple Tree Lean Down



4. Conagher: A Novel

The best kept secret about western novels is that they are usually also romances - something macho male readers probably don't want anyone to know. Louis L'Amour liked the ladies and so do his strong-silent-type cowboys. This is one of the best of the genre, the story of widow Evie Teale who struggles to raise her stepchildren alone on the frontier. She deals with her loneliness by writing poems and tying them to tumbleweeds - one of the best literary images in any American novel! Down the dusty trail comes Con Conagher, a chivalrous but tongue-tied cowpoke who fights the urge to settle down with Evie. While there are subplots surrounding cattle rustlers and stagecoach attacks, the heart of the story is the developing love between these two strong characters.
If you like this, I recommend nearly everything else by L'Amour, including his excellent short stories, and you can often find them used or discounted. The excellent movie adaptation of Conagher stars Sam Elliot with his wife Katherine Ross, and was praised by L'Amour himself.


Saturday, July 21, 2012

Bookish Pics: Retro Library Posters

RETRO POSTER - Read More - Know More


What a treasure trove of vintage art! These are from Enokson on Flickr who says she found them "while digging through old library stuff" at the school where she works.

It gets me a little emotional, being a child of the sixties, to see these old posters. My generation did have to go to the library to get information or to read stories. We were pre-Internet, and we've always thought of ourselves as the "TV Generation." But in retrospect, as ebooks and other literary forms take over, maybe we were actually the last Library Generation.

RETRO POSTER - The Book Hunter


RETRO POSTER - Stories of the Sea


RETRO POSTER - There's Romance in Books




RETRO POSTER - As the World Changes


RETRO POSTER - In the Library


RETRO POSTER - You Open the World ... When You Open a Book

Friday, July 20, 2012

Poetry Passion: Summer Country



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To see the Summer Sky
Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie --
True Poems flee --
~ Emily Dickinson

cicada

Houdini is in the garden
locked in a grey trunk
that clings to a cardamom leaf.
In a race against time
he unravels a secret code of knots
and unpacks cellophane wings.
Castanets swell in his belly;
he is a telescope
unfolding the summer sky.
~ Mobi Warren
Source: mysanantonio.com

Peppergrass

Nothing you can know, or name, or say
in your sleep, nothing you'd remember
poor-man's-pepper, wildflower, weed--
what the guidebook calls the side
of the road
--as from the moon the earth
looks beautifully anonymous, this field
pennycress, this shepherd's purse, nothing
you could see: summer night's we'd look up
at the absolute dark, the stars, and turn like toys . . .

Nothing you could hold on to
but the wet grass, cold as morning.

We were windmills where the wind came from.
nothing, nothing you could name,
blowing the lights out one by one.

~ Stanley Plumly


Shaking the Grass

Evening, and all my ghosts come back to me
like red banty hens to catalpa limbs
and chicken-wired hutches, clucking, clucking,
and falling, at last, into their head-under-wing sleep.

I think about the field of grass I lay in once,
between Omaha and Lincoln. It was summer, I think.
The air smelled green, and wands of windy green, a-sway,
a-sway, swayed over me. I lay on green sod
like a prairie snake letting the sun warm me.

What does a girl think about alone
in a field of grass, beneath a sky as bright
as an Easter dress, beneath a green wind?

Maybe I have not shaken the grass.
All is vanity.

Maybe I never rose from that green field.
All is vanity.

Maybe I did no more than swallow deep, deep breaths
and spill them out into story: all is vanity.

Maybe I listened to the wind sighing and shivered,
spinning, awhirl amidst the bluestem
and green lashes: O my beloved! O my beloved!

I lay in a field of grass once, and then went on.
Even the hollow my body made is gone.

by Janice N. Harrington


Reflections on a Gift of Watermelon Pickle Received from a Friend Called Felicity

During that summer
When unicorns were still possible;
When the purpose of knees
Was to be skinned;
When shiny horse chestnuts
(Hollowed out
Fitted with straws
Crammed with tobacco
Stolen from butts
In family ashtrays)
Were puffed in green lizard silence
While straddling thick branches
Far above and away
From the softening effects
Of civilization;

During that summer--
Which may never have been at all;
But which has become more real
Than the one that was--
Watermelons ruled.

Thick imperial slices
Melting frigidly on sun-parched tongues
Dribbling from chins;
Leaving the best part,
The black bullet seeds,
To be spit out in rapid fire
Against the wall
Against the wind
Against each other;

And when the ammunition was spent,
There was always another bite:
It was a summer of limitless bites,
Of hungers quickly felt
And quickly forgotten
With the next careless gorging.

The bites are fewer now.
Each one is savored lingeringly,
Swallowed reluctantly.

But in a jar put up by Felicity,
The summer which maybe never was
Has been captured and preserved.
And when we unscrew the lid
And slice off a piece
And let it linger on our tongue:
Unicorns become possible again.

~ John Tobias


Monday, July 16, 2012

Pottermore Opens the Chamber of Secrets


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The Chamber of Secrets is Now Open to Everyone!
On Pottermore, that is.
In the books you have to know how to speak Parseltongue, of course.


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If you need help knowing what to do, this page has tips:
A Finders Guide to Pottermore Chamber of Secrets
For a clue about the Weasley Letters at the Burrow, go here:
Tweeting.com

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TIP: On my computer, I had better luck slinging the gnomes in Internet Explorer because everything was slower. They were spinning faster in Firefox so it was trickier to release them at the right moment, and they also popped up faster so they're harder to click. The only trick I can tell you is to release the gnome as they are facing the stump so the trajectory makes them fly away.

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Interesting stuff about the Malfoy family - sounds as if they perhaps married with a few half-bloods through the centuries. There's also a little tidbit about what Lucius did to redeem himself after Deathly Hallows:

Shakespeare on the Brain



There's a new study out that Shakespeare can actually improve your thinking by creating new pathways up there in the grey matter.

From The Economist
We decided to try to see what happens inside us when the brain comes upon sentences like "The dancers foot it with grace", or "We waited for disclose of news", or "Strong wines thick my thoughts", or "I could out-tongue your griefs" or "Fall down and knee/The way into his mercy". For research suggests that there is one specific part of the brain that processes nouns and another part that processes verbs: but what happens when for a micro-second there is a serious hesitation between whether, in context, this is noun or verb?

. . . This, then, is a chance to map something of what Shakespeare does to mind at the level of brain, to catch the flash of lightning that makes for thinking. For my guess, more broadly, remains this: that Shakespeare's syntax, its shifts and movements, can lock into the existing pathways of the brain and actually move and change them--away from old and aging mental habits and easy long-established sequences. It could be that Shakespeare's use of language gets so far into our brains that he shifts and new-creates pathways--not unlike the establishment of new biological networks using novel combinations of existing elements (genes/proteins in biology: units of phonology, semantics, syntax , and morphology in language).

You can test this hypothesis easily by getting a copy of Shakespeare's works and read for pleasure. You can find every play and poem on the internet, so enjoy!


A Midsummer Night's Dream


PUCK

How now, spirit! whither wander you?

Fairy

Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire,
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon's sphere;
And I serve the fairy queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green.
The cowslips tall her pensioners be:
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours,
In those freckles live their savours:
I must go seek some dewdrops here
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Farewell, thou lob of spirits; I'll be gone:
Our queen and all our elves come here anon.




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Thursday, July 5, 2012

Fans Not Thrilled with Rowling's New Book Cover

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The cover has been released for J. K. Rowling's new book The Casual Vacancy.

From Hypable ~ Book Copy from the Back Cover

I have to say I was a little puzzled and disappointed with the cover just because it seems too plain. I guess the voting check box hints at the political nature of the story, but it doesn't make me want to grab the book and read it. I guess we Rowling fans are spoiled by the rich covers of the Harry Potter series, but seriously . . . I was hoping for something more artistic. I've seen lots of self-published books with better covers.

Mashable has a poll and the top vote right now with 600 votes is "Are they serious?"

So I guess I'm not alone, and there's more . . .

From the Little, Brown and Company Facebook Page:

Andrés Feliciano
I'm sorry, but this cover is horrendous.
Tuesday at 8:13am

Emelia Presley Hawk
I think this cover is a huge "cop out" on the part of the art department at Little Brown. Essentially it might as well be a blank cover. They know all they have to do is put any cover on this book at all. As long as it has JK Rowling's name on it and a title the book is going to be a best seller. They went to no effort on this. It is one of the most unappealing covers I have ever seen, block colors and a tick mark... Really?
Tuesday at 7:06am · 10

Melissa Tortora
I don't like it either. It looks like it was taken from a box of old mass market paperbacks that a drugstore just couldn't sell in the 70s.
Tuesday at 8:51am · 1

Cormia Luce
This looks like fan art and a wonderful writer like JK Rowling deserves better. I can only hope that more effort was put into the editing of the actual novel.
Tuesday at 8:42am · 2

Ouch!

Twitter is even more scathing:









Book Designer Jon Gray wrote this in The Telegraph:
It’s clear from the cover of The Casual Vacancy that the brief was: make it look as different from the Harry Potter series as possible. A bright coloured background to position it well away from the fantasy gothic genre and some jaunty hand-drawn typography to indicate a warm and accessible tale. There is a hint at politics in the imagery, but apart from that this cover tells you nothing and that, I think, is precisely the point. As a reader you are no closer to the story inside. There is nothing to prejudge or dismiss, it’s just type.
. . . I don’t love this cover, because like all cover designers, I think I could have done a better job. But I can see why they have designed it this way and I can appreciate the huge number of hurdles that it probably took to get to it.
As a designer I’m left non-plussed and envious and as a reader I’m left intrigued. That means another copy sold, so: job done.