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"What is she doing when she ought to be grading?"Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.comBlogger238125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-57689033964925035672021-08-26T05:52:00.000-07:002021-08-26T05:52:47.420-07:00Make Book Club Lit Again: A Book of My Own Coming December 2021!<div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO-HDIUKAwWzyCd6xuBP0Z5zPARJNgGmP4lfPhsVplJE66axrMoInPytb0k6cqyvSvNV4UOIg2eMw_JYdsNoHoQxngp74_dTzV2gQ5zd2sqQ2fMfrnE8esmTE8ho2drQPCvh5Y1ZRHDwQ/s2048/Mockup+6.jpg" style="clear: left; display: block; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><img alt="Make Book Club Lit Again Books" border="0" data-original-height="1543" data-original-width="2048" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO-HDIUKAwWzyCd6xuBP0Z5zPARJNgGmP4lfPhsVplJE66axrMoInPytb0k6cqyvSvNV4UOIg2eMw_JYdsNoHoQxngp74_dTzV2gQ5zd2sqQ2fMfrnE8esmTE8ho2drQPCvh5Y1ZRHDwQ/w293-h241/Mockup+6.jpg" width="293" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
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So what have I been doing when I should have been grading recently?
I wrote a book! The book I looked for. The book that was sitting around in my head for years.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i>Make Book Club Lit Again </i>is your guide to making book club better: four great book recommendations along with original recipes inspired by the books. Because when we eat with people and discuss ideas with them, we are also building networks and solidifying relationships.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;">My book journey started with a search for a book, and took a trip back to my roots at Georgetown University, where I enrolled in the <a href="https://www.creator.institute/about" target="_blank">Creators Institute</a> under the direction of Eric Koester. If you have a book in your head -- or in your heart -- you should check it out!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;">My publishing journey will finish when my book is published in December 2021. It's available for <a href="https://igg.me/at/make-book-club-lit-again" target="_blank">pre-order now on IndieGoGo</a>. Check it out!</span></p><p> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p> </p><p> </p>Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-61898525029478220192016-01-09T07:48:00.001-08:002016-01-09T07:48:28.254-08:00Weekend Cooking: Banana Almond Chocolate Chip Muffins<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0VYtV1vQ_wtD-7BXKi0X6GR3-YOmbl9M_DTQAzxLiBCdUduNQ_fDXX-0ML7wz2FFsGKfBIduZG5kRixqXByMzyVgUBsAestnF6IVjRfW2995LHYmenx9fqxOeNKSOsvdpsu4vrQDYlhY/s1600/banana-muffin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0VYtV1vQ_wtD-7BXKi0X6GR3-YOmbl9M_DTQAzxLiBCdUduNQ_fDXX-0ML7wz2FFsGKfBIduZG5kRixqXByMzyVgUBsAestnF6IVjRfW2995LHYmenx9fqxOeNKSOsvdpsu4vrQDYlhY/s320/banana-muffin.jpg" /></a>The semester starts up on Monday, so I’m spending this weekend cooking, literally, trying to get ahead on some meals and lunch box items so we don’t have to resort to that dreaded budget- and diet-killer: take out! One thing that really works for us is having pre-portioned, home-made snacks ready to go. Muffins are a great solution: I cool them completely, wrap them individually in foil, and then put them in the freezer. In the morning, I throw them in the lunch bag, and they’re thawed by the time her lunch period arrives.<br />
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These muffins are sweet enough to feel like an indulgence, which makes my daughter happy –– and the whole grains make me happy.<br />
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Banana Almond Chocolate Chip Muffins </h3>
2 very ripe bananas, mashed<br />
3 tablespoons grapeseed oil<br />
½ cup whole milk yogurt<br />
½ cup 2% milk<br />
¼ cup brown sugar<br />
1 egg<br />
2 cups white whole wheat flour<br />
½ cup almond flour<br />
2 teaspoons baking powder<br />
½ teaspoon baking soda<br />
½ teaspoon salt<br />
1 cup semi-sweet chocolate chips<br />
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Preheat oven to 375 degrees F. Whisk first 6 ingredients together in a large bowl until thoroughly combined – it’s okay if lumps from the banana remain. Mix dry ingredients (through salt) together in another bowl. Fold dry ingredients into banana mixture until moistened; fold in chocolate chips. Fill paper-lined muffin cups ¾ full (an ice cream scoop makes quick work of it). Bake for 15-20 minutes, or until a skewer comes out clean. Yield: 18 muffins.<br />
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Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-37494056618601288132015-12-16T11:04:00.002-08:002015-12-16T11:06:19.711-08:00I'm baaaa-ack!Okay, I've been a bad blogger. A "coal-in-your-blogging-stocking" blogger, to tell the truth. We're just going to call 2015 a wash, and move on.
But that doesn't mean I haven't been reading -- a lot! So in the next few weeks I'm planning Col Reads 2.0 -- more details on the way soon! My first order of business will be catching up on the Classics Reading Challenge. By my count, I'm more than half way done.
To get myself back in the swing of things, I'm participating in True Book Addict's Bookish Secret Santa. I'm happy to say my gift is in the mail, and should arrive before Christmas -- but weather might be a factor where it's going, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed!
Here's to an awesome 2016!Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-37021522494809473132014-03-05T18:53:00.001-08:002014-03-05T18:53:31.587-08:00UNDER THE WIDE AND STARRY SKY by Nancy Horan<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYjWvco4NQ_5WNc4_IENUotx0vaofWqxJ-YoqcSnbjP6zIoovGKV6FaT0zqHMowIJJ7dOaxyt_6Qf31EuTLhxHom60qlMduzaUVV3fe7iDoNFogOXxCoydlEwNpyyo7fRR5l0jvW4njI8/s1600/Under-the-Wide-and-Starry-Sky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYjWvco4NQ_5WNc4_IENUotx0vaofWqxJ-YoqcSnbjP6zIoovGKV6FaT0zqHMowIJJ7dOaxyt_6Qf31EuTLhxHom60qlMduzaUVV3fe7iDoNFogOXxCoydlEwNpyyo7fRR5l0jvW4njI8/s320/Under-the-Wide-and-Starry-Sky.jpg" /></a></div><p>I have an emerging benchmark for author-centered novels: if it doesn’t make me want to read the protagonist’s books, it isn’t that good. I knew <i>The Paris Wife</i> was a fantastic read when I found myself putting <i>A Moveable Feast</i> on my Classics Club list, despite the fact that I HATE Hemingway. Nancy Horan’s <i>Under the Wide and Starry Sky</i> had the same effect on me. Despite the fact that I am not a fan of “boy” fiction, I have decided to read <i>Treasure Island</i>, because her story of the relationship between Robert Louis Stevenson and his feisty American wife, Fanny, was so compelling that I have to see for myself what that romance gave to English literature.</p>
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<p>I am not sure that most people know that Scotsman R.L. Stevenson owes so much of his legacy to his indomitable, much older, American wife, Fanny van de Grift Osbourne. I certainly didn’t know it. They met when she escaped her philandering Californian husband to forge her own existence as an artist in Europe. When she left Europe to give her marriage a second chance and the behest of her family, Stevenson was devastated. But when she sent a telegram saying she was sick and needed him, he forsook his family and his own health and traveled in steerage to the US, and then across North America, just to rescue her. (Frankly, it makes Darcy spending a few hundred unearned pounds to buy off Wickham seem pretty shoddy, indeed.)</p>
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<p>Horan writes directly but sensitively, so that you feel the characters’ turmoil, without ever hating them for their bad behavior. Fanny is quick-tempered but always sorry for erupting; Louis is a brooder, and sometimes seems ungrateful for all Fanny has sacrificed for him and his career. Their love story is jagged and gripping. But I actually think for me thesome of the best parts of the book were Fanny and Louis’ insights into their travels together, as in this reflection in the Pacific:<p>
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<blockquote>He was too much of a realist to romanticize the South Sea islanders or demonize the whites who traded with them and lived among them. But as far as he could see, not much good had come of Europeans bringing their notions of civilization. Of the islands they’d visited, it seemed that the ones with the least contact with the outside world had fared best. And in many places the <i>kanakas</i>, as the natives were called, had been hideously misused by the colonizers. <i>p. 364-365</i></blockquote>
<p>I recommend this book to lovers of historical fiction and literary fiction. But also to anyone who loved <i>Treasure Island</i> or <i>Kidnapped</i> or <i>Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde</i>. Understanding Stevenson’s own problems with health and medicine, as well as his quest for the “perfect” climate to accommodate his frail lungs, will surely add complexity to those classics. I am looking forward to reading them myself, “boy” books be damned!</p>
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<p>I read this as part of a TLC Book Tour. Thanks to Lisa for including me on the tour! <a href="http://tlcbooktours.com/2013/11/nancy-horan-author-of-under-the-wide-and-starry-sky-on-tour-february-2014/">Click here</a> for links to other opinions about Nancy Horan’s <i>Under the Wide and Starry Sky.</i></p>
Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-38915429482764930182014-01-23T18:07:00.001-08:002014-01-24T08:18:18.934-08:00BIG GIRL PANTIES by Stephanie Evanovich<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhUkaglVlmAemWWjoyE2kYizRhJfJJRZe4cFESLVurHf34LzW0cGNBHDYfSbSyd3v04CNFtOdLGlCMYdeTR8oFvmk_7P9IHZKPYd_KAimbhTO6Pia82DDgqWaBuzwvv5E_TIWqbtAGSG8/s1600/Big-Girl-Panties-199x300+(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhUkaglVlmAemWWjoyE2kYizRhJfJJRZe4cFESLVurHf34LzW0cGNBHDYfSbSyd3v04CNFtOdLGlCMYdeTR8oFvmk_7P9IHZKPYd_KAimbhTO6Pia82DDgqWaBuzwvv5E_TIWqbtAGSG8/s320/Big-Girl-Panties-199x300+(1).jpg" /></a></div><p>Sometimes a book’s title is enough to get me to give it a try. That’s pretty much why I read Stephanie Evanovich’s <i>Big Girl Panties</i>. Something about that title seemed to capture good humor and a bit of snark, two characteristics I generally like in a chic lit title. In this case, the title didn’t really disappoint. </p>
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<p>I found myself involved right away because the book starts with Holly’s rock-bottom moment: having to squeeze herself into an airline seat next to a clearly annoyed – and gorgeous – man. She’s clearly mortified by her situation, but rather than withdraw, she finds herself telling her seatmate the sad tale of how she got to this place in her life. A quiet, brilliant Brown graduate, she had lived a happy if withdrawn life with her investment whiz husband, until a long illness left her a lonely widow at 32 years old. During her husband’s decline, Holly let herself go completely. Her Adonis-of-a-seatmate is horrified that he’s been so judgmental, especially since he’s a highly-paid personal trainer to the stars. In a fit of remorse he offers to take over Holly’s training. And that’s when you know things are going to get interesting.</p>
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<p>But the critical part of the book comes down to whether or not Logan (a.k.a. the Bronzed God) can handle the fact that he’s fallen in love with a woman who represents less than society’s “ideal” woman. And that’s where the plot falls a bit short, because the love interest is not as loveable as I would like. He’s not just a bit flawed; he’s totally obnoxious. Even he knows it:</p>
<blockquote>But when Logan was alone, his body drained and exhausted of every available ounce of testosterone, he would catch himself thinking, <i>How can I help her get that weight off?</i> Or, <i>Maybe just a little bit of liposuction is in order.</i> He knew medically that she was an endomorph, that no amount of exercise and dietary changes, short of starvation, would have her reaching a single-digit size. He knew logically she was healthy and her body was as finely tuned and conditioned as any athlete’s. She had followed every piece of advice he ever gave her. He preferred going to her house instead of bringing her to his to avoid any drop-bys that could lead to confrontations. He rationalized that the reason he never took her out was because she preferred a quiet existence, devoid of the hectic pace of the high-profile nightlife. He also knew he wasn’t being completely truthful. <i>p. 222</i></blockquote>
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<p>What a jerk! The point where Holly finally hauls off and belts him wound up being the highlight of the book for me.</p>
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<p>Okay, it wouldn’t be fair to say whether or not he’s redeemable or not. I will say the book is entertaining, even though the most likeable characters in it aren’t the main ones – that job is reserved for Logan’s best friend the baseball player and his sassy wife (apparently their story is in Evanovich’s next book). This is a breezy evening of a read, and I really liked Evanovich’s sometimes-caustic writing style. I just wish both the main characters (including the mostly wishy-washy heroine) had been stronger and easier to like. I am definitely looking forward to her next book!</p>
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<p>I read this book as part of a TLC Book Tour, and received a free copy of the book in return for my honest opinion. For other takes on <i>Big Girl Panties</i>, <a href="http://tlcbooktours.com/2013/11/stephanie-evanovich-author-of-big-girl-panties-on-tour-januaryfebruary-2014/">check here</a>. Thanks, Trish, for including me on the tour!</p>
Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-53999685492619534582014-01-18T06:08:00.001-08:002014-01-18T08:57:02.325-08:00Weekend Cooking: Cheese Shortbread<p>Here’s a simple, savory nibble. I made these for my book club’s annual tea, and they were a big hit. These are so much easier than gougéres, but hit that same cheesy note that goes perfectly with a glass of wine or Champagne. Even my 13-year-old fell in love with them, and asked me to put the last few in her lunch the next day. </p>
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<p><center><b>Cheese Shortbread</b></center></p>
<p><center>(adapted from <i>How to Cook Everything Vegetarian</i> by Mark Bittman)</center></p>
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8 T cold butter</br>
2 c grated Cheddar or other semi-hard cheese</br>
1 ½ c all-purpose flour</br>
1 egg, lightly beaten</br>
½ t salt</br>
½ t cayenne pepper</br>
1 t Hungarian paprika</br>
1 T dried dill</br>
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<p>Preheat oven to 400 degrees. Put all ingredients in a food processor. Pulse until the mixture resembles coarse meal -- do not overprocess. </p>
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<p>Form the dough into 1 inch balls (or you can wrap tightly in plastic and refrigerate until ready to bake). Place on a cookie sheet lined with parchment paper. Bake 10-12 minutes, until golden brown and puffy. Cool completely on a wire rack. Store in an air-tight container.</p>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp-IuSUlsPCVkq7AYlFFivSGRowLKbjyvtrbIm6XNng89c4vf68stLDdE9fvRnTbSblCMx4xHhgjmqkrksGmix3KbZx0awHdF_wea_uohSWc_z9OE8U5k6mucy_DKtvNvYc1WnY9dHHhM/s1600/wkendcooking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp-IuSUlsPCVkq7AYlFFivSGRowLKbjyvtrbIm6XNng89c4vf68stLDdE9fvRnTbSblCMx4xHhgjmqkrksGmix3KbZx0awHdF_wea_uohSWc_z9OE8U5k6mucy_DKtvNvYc1WnY9dHHhM/s200/wkendcooking.jpg" /></a></div><p>Weekend Cooking is open to anyone who has any kind of food-related post to share: Book (novel, nonfiction) reviews, cookbook reviews, movie reviews, recipes, random thoughts, gadgets, fabulous quotations, photographs. If your post is even vaguely foodie, feel free to grab the button and link up anytime over the weekend. Please link to your specific post, not your blog's home page. Thanks to <a href="http://www.bethfishreads.com/">Beth Fish Reads</a> for hosting!</p>
Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-28531073519542481192014-01-04T05:36:00.001-08:002014-01-04T05:36:19.034-08:00THE BEST THING SINCE SLICED BREAD...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizuACvPJ4542J1TJvol0ZKzeKiCFYH52Rxghj2e8WavdLMYzu0EvQK6Vmcb_dDSNcDEtDwnESRzRq4sJ0JC73B8mL7gfkAGpFDVbObKzu-lUGAXkHCwDVspHq07qKUKfDrGLgahgHUdc4/s1600/bananabeer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizuACvPJ4542J1TJvol0ZKzeKiCFYH52Rxghj2e8WavdLMYzu0EvQK6Vmcb_dDSNcDEtDwnESRzRq4sJ0JC73B8mL7gfkAGpFDVbObKzu-lUGAXkHCwDVspHq07qKUKfDrGLgahgHUdc4/s320/bananabeer.jpg" /></a></div><p>...is drinkable bread! It might sound crazy, but f you haven’t tried Banana Bread Beer, you truly must. I tried it for the first time in Las Vegas, at a steak house with some fabulous bloggers, and I was thrilled this week to find out it is now available here in Central PA!</p>
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<p>But the <i>real</i> reason I’m featuring it here is because I have a culinary question: Does anyone cook with fruit-flavored beers? And if so, what kinds of recipes do you use them in? In the past month I’ve had both this ale, and a delicious holiday beer brewed with figs (while having lunch with our own Beth Fish), and it occurs to me I’ve been missing out on a culinary sensation. So any suggestions you have would be appreciated!</p>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp-IuSUlsPCVkq7AYlFFivSGRowLKbjyvtrbIm6XNng89c4vf68stLDdE9fvRnTbSblCMx4xHhgjmqkrksGmix3KbZx0awHdF_wea_uohSWc_z9OE8U5k6mucy_DKtvNvYc1WnY9dHHhM/s1600/wkendcooking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp-IuSUlsPCVkq7AYlFFivSGRowLKbjyvtrbIm6XNng89c4vf68stLDdE9fvRnTbSblCMx4xHhgjmqkrksGmix3KbZx0awHdF_wea_uohSWc_z9OE8U5k6mucy_DKtvNvYc1WnY9dHHhM/s200/wkendcooking.jpg" /></a></div><p>Weekend Cooking is open to anyone who has any kind of food-related post to share: Book (novel, nonfiction) reviews, cookbook reviews, movie reviews, recipes, random thoughts, gadgets, fabulous quotations, photographs. If your post is even vaguely foodie, feel free to grab the button and link up anytime over the weekend. Please link to your specific post, not your blog's home page. Thanks to <a href="http://www.bethfishreads.com/">Beth Fish Reads</a> for hosting!</p>Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-18775265723222294342014-01-01T02:58:00.000-08:002014-01-01T03:38:36.732-08:00Looking Forward: 2014 Reading Plans<p>I’ll admit it, 2013 was a lousy blogging year for me – although not actually a bad reading year, as it turns out. So one of my New Year’s Resolutions for 2014 is to get myself on a reduced (from 2011 and 2012) but consistent blogging schedule, starting with three times a week, throwing in some memes, as appropriate. I’m also planning to contribute consistently to Beth Fish’s Weekend Cooking, and maybe get busy with my camera for some Wordless Wednesday fun. </p>
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<p>When it comes to reading challenges, I’m only planning on a couple this year. I will continue with <a href="http://karensbooksandchocolate.blogspot.com/2013/12/announcing-back-to-classics-challenge.html">Back to the Classics</a>, now hosted by Karen K. at Books and Chocolate. I plan on reading for R.I.P. IX, assuming Carl at Stainless Steel Droppings decides to host again this autumn. Similarly, if Dolce Bellezza decides to bring back the Japanese Literature Challenge, I’ll participate in that one. My daughter and I will also be going back to the <a href="http://wormhole.carnelianvalley.com/whats-in-a-name-2014-sign-up-post/">What’s in a Name Challenge</a>, now hosted at The Worm Hole, because that was the challenge that made us start a book blog in the first place. Aside from that, it will be book club choices and reading inspired by others’ reviews, including lots of classics and literary and translated fiction, as well as more non-fiction than in previous years, because it’s a genre I really enjoy. I’ll be reviewing mysteries, another favorite genre, throughout the year. And, of course, I’ll be continuing to work through my list of 50 titles for the Classics Club. Here’s what I have planned so far: </p>
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<center><b>Back to the Classics Challenge 2014</b></center>
1. A 20th Century Classic: <i>Voltaire in Love</i> by Nancy Mitford</br>
2. A 19th Century Classic: <i>Middlemarch</i> by George Eliot</br>
3. A Classic by a Woman Author: <i>Death Comes for the Archbishop</i> by Willa Cather
4. A Classic in Translation: <i>That Awful Mess on the Via Merulana</i> by Carlo Emilio Gadda</br>
5. A Classic About War: <i>Scoop</i> by Evelyn Waugh (To be honest, I really hate books about war, so I picked a comedy about an accidental war correspondent)</br>
6. A Classic by an Author Who Is New to You: <i>A High Wind in Jamaica</i> by Richard Hughes</br>
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<p>There are some really interesting optional categories in this year’s challenge, and I admit I’m tempted. But I don’t want to (over)commit right now. So more on that later!</p>
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<center><b>What’s in a Name 2014</b></center>
1. A reference to time: <i>A Tale for the Time Being</i> by Ruth Ozeki</br>
2. A position of royalty: <i>The Ice Princess</i> by Camilla Läckberg</br>
3. A number written in letters: <i>Me Talk Pretty One Day</i> by David Sedaris</br>
4. A forename or names: <i>Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophesies of Agnes Nutter, Witch</i> by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman</br>
5. A type or element of weather: <i>South of the Border, West of the Sun</i> by Haruki Murakami</br>
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<p>This second list is far more speculative, and subject to change at this point, depending on what books my book club chooses for the year when we meet in January. The only theme is that they are all contemporary titles I’ve been thinking about reading but haven’t found a reason to do so, and they fit the categories. I may come up with a better theme as the year goes on.</p>
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<p>I am looking forward another great year of reading, reviewing and blogging – and especially looking forward to getting inspiration from the other great bloggers I have come to count on for my book recommendations. Happy 2014, everyone!Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-13617530384972084372013-12-31T07:03:00.000-08:002013-12-31T07:34:25.820-08:00SCARAMOUCHE by Raphael Sabatini and My Back to the Classics 2013 Wrap Up<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzLH9pFNqvIoUlOJTGN4zXWl1eNQgTfP2nGfVE-gIbaVXpkSSJ3b1Pi7X-VptpnH3xJHyDtLrfuNJetZecoso0untFb0w7aLYnEwitFe5_2Qv2knXs5gp00RkcfE9KNiu6L4FR45TdNTI/s1600/scaramouche.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzLH9pFNqvIoUlOJTGN4zXWl1eNQgTfP2nGfVE-gIbaVXpkSSJ3b1Pi7X-VptpnH3xJHyDtLrfuNJetZecoso0untFb0w7aLYnEwitFe5_2Qv2knXs5gp00RkcfE9KNiu6L4FR45TdNTI/s320/scaramouche.jpg" /></a></div><p>What if the French Revolution was actually spurred on not solely by the anger and desperation of the masses, but for the love of a noblewoman? That is the swashbuckling, romantic premise of Rafael Sabatini’s historical adventure <i>Scaramouche</i>. When my dear friend Tasha of <a href="http://heidenkind.blogspot.com/">Truth, Beauty, Freedom and Books</a> said that this was one of her favorite books ever, I knew I had the “Classic Adventure” category for the <a href="http://www.sarahreadstoomuch.com/p/classics-challenge.html">Back to the Classics Challenge</a> nailed – but I didn’t anticipate how much <i>fun</i> it would be. I absolutely loved this book!</p>
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<p>Andre-Louis Moreau is a young lawyer of uncertain parentage who has been educated by his godfather, M. de Kecadiou. He is in love with Kecadiou’s niece Aline, although considering that everyone in pre-Revolutionary Brittany believes him to be the bastard child of his godfather, he has no hope of ever marrying her. Andre-Louis is particularly disgusted when an older aristocrat of the worst king, M. de la Tour d’Azyr, asks for Aline’s hand in marriage. When Tour d’Azyr kills Andre-Louis’s young priest friend for his speech against the French establishment, the two men are set against each other in a feud that it seems can only end with the death of one of them.</p>
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<p>Andre-Louis naively believes that his knowledge of law will bring Tour d’Azyr to justice. But he is forced to confront for the first time the French system in which privilege is more important than justice. At that point, he puts his powerful ability for rhetoric to work for the cause of reform, although it’s by no means clear whether or not he actually believes in the cause himself, or just wants to make trouble for Tour d’Azyr and his kind. From that point on, Andre-Louis goes from adventure to adventure, first as a roadie for a circus troop, and ultimately its star, Scaramouche. From there he becomes a master swordsman, owner of a fencing academy, and ultimately a politician, always guided by the move that will bring Tour d’Azyr the most misery. In a letter to Tour d’Azyr, Andre-Louis reveals the depths of his hatred:</p>
<blockquote> <i>Had you died, had you been torn limb from limb that night, I should now repine in the thought of your eternal and untroubled slumber. Not in euthanasia, but in torment of mind should the guilty atone. You see, I am not sure that hell hereafter is a certainty, whilst I am quite sure that it can be a certainty in this life; and I desire you to continute to live yet awhile that you may taste something of its bitterness.</i> p. 209</blockquote>
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<p>Italian-English Sabatini has a real gift for recreating the sensibility pre-Revolutionary France, and I loved how he peppered the novel with historical characters so seamlessly. Knowing the outcome only increased the sense of doom gathering, like watching the guillotine platform being built. I really don’t want to say anything else, because I’m afraid of giving anything away. You simply have to read it! Truly, you must.</p>
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<center><b><a href="http://www.sarahreadstoomuch.com/p/classics-challenge.html">Back to the Classics 2013 </a>Wrap-Up</b></center>
<p>So that’s my last review of the year, finishing up one of the few challenges I entered – seems fitting. I really enjoyed all of the books for the challenge: </p>
1. <b>19th century classic: </b> <i>Lady Audley’s Secret</i> by Mary Elizabeth Braddon</br>
2. <b>20th century classic :</b> <i>Cold Comfort Farm</i> by Stella Gibbons</br>
3. <b>Classic from the 18th century, or earlier:</b> <i>Dangerous Liaisons</i> by Pierre Choderlos de Laclos </br>
4. <b>Classic related to the African-American experience:</b> <i>Their Eyes Were Watching God</i> by Zora Neale Hurston</br>
5. <b>Adventure classic:</b> <i>Scaramouche</i> by Raphael Sabatini</br>
6. <b>Classic about an animal, or with an animal in the title:</b> <i>Pinocchio</i> by Carlo Collodi </br>
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<p>I love the mix of English language and translation, male and female authors and varying time periods that this year’s list represents. My favorite was definitely <i>Their Eyes Were Watching God</i> -- it was an absolute revelation. But it would be difficult to pick a least favorite among the group – I’d recommend any of them. Every author was new to me, which was one thing I hoped to accomplish with this Challenge, and aside from de Laclos (who was apparently a one-hit wonder, literarily) I would definitely read other books by the same authors.</p>
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<p>I've finished six titles from my <a href="http://theclassicsclubblog.wordpress.com/">Classics Club</a> list since August, so I am happily ahead of the 10/year pace. <i>Scaramouche</i>, like so many classic titles, was available as a free Kindle download. That means my total for the Classics Club remains at $12.29, or about 2.05 per title! Happy New Year, and Happy Reading, everyone!</p>
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<p>Those who like me haven’t read Carlo Collodi’s original story of the marionette who comes to life might be surprised at how <i>closely</i> the folks at Disney actually followed the original <i>Pinocchio</i>. There are differences, of course, but the bulk of the plot was the same. As you might expect, the original is way more violent than the Disney version -- Pinocchio manages to kill the conscientious cricket who was later renamed Jiminy by folks at Disney during their first meeting, for example. Strangely, the original is also way preachier than the Disney version, with constant lessons about young boys’ behavior. </p>
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<p> I guess the biggest surprise for me was that Pinocchio is a lot less <i>likeable</i> as a character in the original version of the story. He’s no sooner sentient than he’s jeering and rude to poor Gepetto. The innocent quality of the Disney version was entirely lacking. Pinocchio isn’t led off the straight and narrow because of bad company in Collodi’s story; his flaws appear to be innate. I found that such an interesting take on the nature of children. Are they inherently innocent and needing to be protected, or are they inherently bad and needing to be brought to heel?</p>
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<p>I actually enjoyed reading Collodi’s <i>Pinocchio</i>, but here’s the thing: I’m not sure that the average 21st Century parent would relish reading the original version of this classic to their children. Yes, there is ultimately a happy ending, but that comes through Pinocchio learning the difficult lessons of self-denial and obedience -- and those things seem somehow woefully out of fashion today. Cleverness and individuality and most other values that contemporary children’s book authors focus on are entirely absent in Collodi’s tale. But that may be too bad, because thrift and selflessness are still powerful values for children to emulate. In fact, they may be increasingly important values for the generation of kids who need to deal with problems like global warming and the knowledge gap. Maybe there’s a place for another interpretation of the tale, minus the corporal punishment and violence, but more in keeping with the redemptive nature of work, from Collodi’s perspective?</p>
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<p>So that’s the fifth book for the Back to the Classics Challenge, and number 5 on my Classics Club list. And the good news is that I have the last book read, so that review will be coming tomorrow, meaning I will at least finish the one Challenge I joined this year! <i>Pinocchio: The Tale of a Puppet</i> (translated by Alice Carsey) was available as a free Kindle title, so the cost of the challenge after 5 books remains $12.29 -- or about $2.46 per title. Thanks to <a href="http://www.sarahreadstoomuch.com/2012/12/announcing-back-to-classics-challenge.html">Sarah Reads Too Much</a> and the <a href="http://theclassicsclubblog.wordpress.com/">Classics Club</a> crew for hosting the 2013 challenge! I'm looking forward to participating in 2014 when it will be hosted by Karen at <a href="http://karensbooksandchocolate.blogspot.com/2013/12/announcing-back-to-classics-challenge.html">Books and Chocolate.</a></p>
Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-54911837747001209662013-12-21T12:06:00.000-08:002013-12-21T12:06:51.197-08:00THE SUPREME MACARONI COMPANY by Adriana Trigiani<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnWmjSqHuauRuWYlwmRJGJi_OkgBIGqs6aHj-jOnGFiO5gfu2em-eNzJfjrrgTjJTbymVPO6JGstTMa43BT7oRM9vI2pKL1t6lO5zVRH2Twfy_8dhtxFQSANi0PqNwX0Pl7XtKR3S-4d8/s1600/supreme.macaroni.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnWmjSqHuauRuWYlwmRJGJi_OkgBIGqs6aHj-jOnGFiO5gfu2em-eNzJfjrrgTjJTbymVPO6JGstTMa43BT7oRM9vI2pKL1t6lO5zVRH2Twfy_8dhtxFQSANi0PqNwX0Pl7XtKR3S-4d8/s320/supreme.macaroni.jpg" /></a></div><p>I’m originally from Queens, NY. I’m from a big, Catholic family that still chronicles life events by the parish they took place in. (“Remember when Michael was born? We must have been living in Elmhurst, because he was baptized at St. Bart’s.”) I love food and travel. And for many years my husband and I ran a business together. Little wonder, then, that I loved Adriana Trigiani’s <i>The Supreme Macaroni Company.</i> As usual, I felt like I knew every character in the book.</p>
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<p>The novel (the third in Trigiani’s Valentine Trilogy) begins with couture Italian-American shoe designer Valentine Roncalli’s engagement to the older, infinitely handsome Gianluca Vechiarelli, an Italian leather maker. I found it a very satisfying place for an adult romance novel to begin. After all, anyone who’s been married for any length of time knows that’s when the work actually begins. And that’s exactly how it is for Valentine and Gianluca. Once the romantic haze of courtship is done, every couple is faced with making one life out of two separate ones. <i>The Supreme Macaroni Company</i> celebrates the hard work, negotiation and forbearance that make a marriage work – along with a healthy dose of good humor.</p>
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<p>One of the core elements of the book is the unexpected culture clash that comes with the marriage of an Italian-American woman to an Italian man. So much of Valentine’s definition of self in the earlier book was wrapped up in her ethnicity. In the US, she’s Italian-American – emphasis on the “Italian” part. But as she spends time with her Italian husband and his extended family – his pregnant daughter and his enigmatic ex-wife, especially – she is forced to redefine her emphasis, becoming increasingly aware of the “American” part of the equation:</p>
<blockquote><i>During my travels in Italy, the Italian wives seemed practical and a little removed. There appeared in them a resignation to the order and roles established in life as it had been for generations. How was I going to continue to be the woman I was, split between these two cultures, who had little in common when it came to a woman’s ambition and drive? I figured I was in for it. What, I didn’t know. But I loved Gianluca and figured it had to go my way. This is also the hallmark of an American sensibility. Things naturally work out for the best when intention is clear. Or do they?</i> p. 104</blockquote>
<p><i>The Supreme Macaroni Company</i> is so much more than chic lit, although I have seen it described that way. It continues Trigiani’s ongoing meditation on the vanishing world of fine craftsmanship. It also delves into the economic issues involved in America’s cheaper-is-better, import-driven economy. But it remains a romance at its heart, and I enjoyed almost every page of it. Every page, that is, until the ending, which I found absolutely heartbreaking, especially as the end of a trilogy. I thought it was just too sad a way to finish, undercutting the overall tone of the series, I thought. It’s listed as the last book in a trilogy, but I’m hoping that it also marks the start of another series, because I would really hate to be saying good-bye to Valentine and her family forever. </p>
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<p> I read this as part of a TLC Book Tour. I received a free copy of the book in return for my honest opinion. And I honestly loved it! Thanks, as always, for including me on the tour. Please check <a href="http://tlcbooktours.com/2013/09/adriana-trigiani-author-of-the-supreme-macaroni-company-on-tour-october-december-2013/">the other stops on the tour</a> for additional opinions about <i>The Supreme Macaroni Company.</i> Sorry this post is a bit late - the end of the semester combined with Christmas to keep me from the fun stuff!</p>
Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-90429499079970940732013-11-14T04:50:00.000-08:002013-11-14T04:51:22.098-08:00LITERARY BLOG HOP WINNER!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2gAizYvoZHS4mqo4XENsLpwaWoGxJ8w5DxpEu2J0buFyT4AAidtRvBcHAFjKGrGNvZ44vlESiJyaWj4XSCiJJjiCXp5s6uNfZsSxSf7fj7w_bPcGY5nVkaLRHu2mKclPnOZDavbANg70/s1600/literarybloghop_november.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2gAizYvoZHS4mqo4XENsLpwaWoGxJ8w5DxpEu2J0buFyT4AAidtRvBcHAFjKGrGNvZ44vlESiJyaWj4XSCiJJjiCXp5s6uNfZsSxSf7fj7w_bPcGY5nVkaLRHu2mKclPnOZDavbANg70/s320/literarybloghop_november.jpg" /></a></div><p>And the random integer generator says: 2!</p>
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<p>Rebecca of <a href="http://loveatfirstbook.com/">Love at First Book </a>will receive a copy of Lolita. That was a surprisingly popular choice on this thread. I wonder if we should suggest a Classics Club Read-Along? It seems to be on a lot of lists.</p>
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<p>Thanks to everyone who stopped by, and especially to those who became followers of my blog. I always find so many great new blogs through this hop. </p>
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<p>And, of course, thanks to Judith at <a href="http://leeswammes.wordpress.com/">leeswammes</a> for hosting the Literary Blog Hop! I'm already looking forward to the next one!</p>Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-91717189246969526802013-11-09T04:14:00.001-08:002013-11-09T04:30:40.999-08:00LITERARY BLOG HOP: A CLASSIC WIN!<p>Some of the best reading time I have put in this year has been through my Classics Club list, finally getting to Classics I have somehow missed until now. Some of the books were inspired by The Guardian’s <a href="http://www.theguardian.com/books/2009/jan/23/bestbooks-fiction">1,000 Novels Everyone Must Read</a> list, but others are lesser known titles from the <a href="http://www.nybooks.com/books/imprints/classics/">NYRB Classics</a> imprint. So here’s my Blog Hop idea – why don’t you read along with me? </p>
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<p>Here’s how to play: 1) go to my Classics Club list above, and take a look at the titles; 2) follow my blog if you'd like (not required, but very nice); and 3) leave a comment below, including your email address, telling me which book you’d like to read from my Classics Club list. (I’d be surprised if you can’t find one title you’d like to read, but if that’s the case, you can substitute another book from either of the two lists I’ve mentioned, and tell me why you’d rather read that one instead!) Entries close at 11:59 GMT on November 13. At that time I’ll let random.org generate a random integer based on the number of comments I get. And if it’s your number, the book is yours! This is worldwide stop on the Blog Hop, open to anyone in a place where Book Depository or Amazon delivers – $30 limit, but I think all the books on my list can be found for far less!</p>
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<p> Thanks, as always, to Judith at leeswammes for hosting this <a href="http://leeswammes.wordpress.com/2013/11/09/the-literary-giveaway-blog-hop-starts-here-8/">Literary Blog Hop</a>. Good luck, and Happy Hopping!</p>
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Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.com63tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-14852809612350093212013-11-05T07:08:00.000-08:002013-11-05T10:56:52.746-08:00FIESTA OF SMOKE by Suzan Still<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNU4aMP627DHyXM-UMDf2XVU_axqaQIxivALkuKUkq2BlAZuoyWhj17BzjQiypI6E82y74BGede2JfYEirqMbZgHFj8JrNvzzf1nvN3px1gVc2jUvsbPmbEKcINlz_L0SB0E4lqi3qrZI/s1600/fiestasmoke.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNU4aMP627DHyXM-UMDf2XVU_axqaQIxivALkuKUkq2BlAZuoyWhj17BzjQiypI6E82y74BGede2JfYEirqMbZgHFj8JrNvzzf1nvN3px1gVc2jUvsbPmbEKcINlz_L0SB0E4lqi3qrZI/s320/fiestasmoke.jpg" /></a></div><p>I love novels about novelists. I love novels about Mexico. I love novels about love. I love novels that are descriptive, written so that other places, people and relationships practically walk off the pages and into my living room. Suzan Still’s <i>Fiesta of Smoke</i> is that kind of novel.</p>
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<p>Graduate student Calypso Searcy meets Javier Carteña when he accidentally knocks her over, running away from a shoplifting incident. He tracks her down and breaks into her apartment to apologize. This marks the beginning of a love affair that will span decades and borders and marriages and love affairs with other people, as Calypso slowly comes to take on Javier’s cause – social justice for Mexico’s indigenous people – as her own.</p>
<p>Still writes characters I’d like to meet, in circumstances I have trouble imagining. I absolutely love how she brought the unlikely chemistry between Calypso and Javier to life, as when they meet after years and sit next to each other at a jai alai game:</p>
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<blockquote><i>At the point where their bodies met – their hands and arms, tips of their shoulders, their thighs and feet – all along the left side of her body, in fact, there was blissful peace, as if that portion of her flesh, at least, had finally come home to roost.</br>
He leaned into her in that way he always had when they were at odds, of ignoring her and communicating with her at the same time. It was the feeling of utter physical intimacy. She relaxed into this sensation, precious beyond thought. The jai alai games continued below but Calypso was sunk in a sea of both remembrance and immediate awareness. At last, she understood Camus: she was lucid and in ecstacy.</i> p. 163</blockquote>
<p>What do I <i>not</i> love? Novels that bounce around in time. I’m a chronological kind of girl, and I don’t really enjoy starting at the end or in the middle. And then heading somewhere else. My one quibble about the book was the way it ricocheted between decades and locations and different parts of characters’ lives in a way that I found kind of confusing. And let’s face it, the situation in Mexico – corrupt politicians, paramilitary organizations, unbelievable wealth next to unfathomable poverty – is confusing enough. </p>
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<p>In general, though, I loved the book, and would certainly recommend it to lovers of contemporary fiction. The military themes and the precarious situation in Mexico give the book, especially the ending, a bit of the feel of a thriller. I read this book as part of a TLC Book Tour, and received a free copy of the book in return for my honest opinion. Thanks to Trish for including me on the tour! <a href="http://tlcbooktours.com/2013/08/suzan-still-author-of-fiesta-of-smoke-on-tour-october-2013/">Follow this link </a>to see what others had to say about this title.</p>
Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-86647053982961667812013-10-28T02:30:00.000-07:002013-10-28T07:46:24.180-07:00THE BIG CLOCK by Kenneth Fearing<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ_s7SNHXlxfAzJIhyphenhyphenarl-q3Xkwea-svbogzJGXLeA0tGH1GUmBivbVVYJh6q4rFlP2Jn0CxBwLYLIRDnt1EqyMg3RE-zefwxJ9E04BzRrVZLDlHjNJNthF-KY6ZRj_Rc59UxcLA-Qwe8/s1600/bigclock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ_s7SNHXlxfAzJIhyphenhyphenarl-q3Xkwea-svbogzJGXLeA0tGH1GUmBivbVVYJh6q4rFlP2Jn0CxBwLYLIRDnt1EqyMg3RE-zefwxJ9E04BzRrVZLDlHjNJNthF-KY6ZRj_Rc59UxcLA-Qwe8/s320/bigclock.jpg" /></a></div><p>A murder investigation in which the investigator already believes he knows who the murderer is – and yet realizes he himself is being framed for the crime. He has to keep the investigation going long enough to reveal the murderer before the murderer realizes he was recognized. That is the taut, electrifying premise of Ken Fearing’s noir NYRB Classic <i>The Big Clock</i>.</p>
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<p>George Stroud, editor of <i>Crimeways</i> magazine, is not a nice person. Despite the fact he has a sweet wife and an adorable kid (both nicknamed “George”), he begins a casual affair with his boss’ girlfriend, Pauline. After dropping her off from a clandestine weekend, he spies his boss following her up the stairs to her apartment. Two days later the cleaning lady finds she’s been murdered. George’s boss, publishing mogul Earl Janoth, tasks George with tracking down the killer – but all clues lead back to Pauline’s lover, who just happens to be George. The rest of the book is a study in tension, as George follows the steps that will inevitably lead to revealing himself as Pauline’s lover, thereby destroying his home life, his job, and quite possibly his life, if Janoth is the real killer.</p>
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<blockquote> <i>I looked out the windows myself. There was a lot of territory out there. A nation within a nation. If I picked the right kind of a staff, twisted the investigation where I could, jammed it where I had to, pushed it hard where it was safe, it might be a very, very, very long time before they found George Stroud. </i>p. 90</blockquote>
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<p>This short novel, told through multiple narrators who sound like witnesses giving testimony, really packs a punch. It’s fun to watch George, the sleazy philanderer who thought he covered his tracks so well, come to realize how easy his actions were to trace. Part of the giveaway comes in George’s peculiar taste in art, which was fine. But I really didn’t get why Fearing included the perspective of the artist in the novel. I thought it confused a very tight plot. </p>
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<p>It’s easy to see why this is a noir classic, however, and a perfect choice for both the <a href="http://www.stainlesssteeldroppings.com/r-eaders-i-mbibing-p-eril-viii">R.I.P. VIII</a> Challenge and the <a href="http://theclassicsclubblog.wordpress.com/">Classics Club</a>. That makes four for this season’s R.I.P. Challenge, but I’m still hoping to review one more before the week is out! Thanks so much to Carl V. for hosting! This is the first of the NYRB Classics on my Classics Club List I have gotten to, and I am happy I have so many of these once out-of-print titles on my TBR pile. They add an element of mental detective work to my reading, wondering why they went out of fashion in the first place.</p>
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<p><b>FTC Statement:</b> I did not receive a copy of this book for review. I borrowed it from the library. That brings my Classic Club average cost per book down to $3.07!</p>
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Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-70817888110374110402013-10-26T06:58:00.000-07:002013-10-26T10:44:03.923-07:00Cookbook Review: THE FOOD YOU CRAVE by Ellie Krieger<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjJaQVN5g6zddCVXc8IZknuuvGk5USbQiw_Sa5PeJjdSeJ_RQ4HSe8wgE_x4nwu7cyDdwNO74Qz6KeWBcrdEQnnmRMMdvStUDvdAojD1fyV2eLx7o2UaNHXyaPwFXk7FJz7MqcTzy-hpw/s1600/foodyoucrave.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjJaQVN5g6zddCVXc8IZknuuvGk5USbQiw_Sa5PeJjdSeJ_RQ4HSe8wgE_x4nwu7cyDdwNO74Qz6KeWBcrdEQnnmRMMdvStUDvdAojD1fyV2eLx7o2UaNHXyaPwFXk7FJz7MqcTzy-hpw/s320/foodyoucrave.jpg" /></a></div><p>Getting back to school means getting back to routines and getting back to health. So one of the book recommendations I was most enthusiastic about trying this fall was a recommendation from our own Beth Fish: <i>The Food You Crave: Luscious Recipes for a Healthy Life</i> by Ellie Krieger.</p> As the Weekend Cooking crew may remember, I have a love/hate relationship with Food Network personality cookbooks. But this particular book won a James Beard Award in the category of “Cookbook with a Healthy Focus.” Those two recommendations were enough to put the book on my library list.
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<p><b>Who is Ellie Krieger?</b> Krieger is a registered dietician with a Master’s degree in Nutrition. She hosts the Food Network show <i>Healthy Appetite</i>. Krieger is a prominent member of Michelle Obama’s “Let’s Move” campaign, and she was head nutritionist for the White House’s “Healthy Kids Fair.”
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<p><b>Take on Cooking:</b> Traditional favorites reimagined into healthy meals.</p>
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<p><b>The Delicious Parts:</b>The book is beautifully designed, with lots of photos (although not for every recipe). The recipes are easy to understand and prep, without myriad ingredients that some healthy cookbooks employ to make up for a lack of fat, so I found they were fine for weeknights. Her strategy is to change the proportions of non-healthy ingredients in recipes, rather than use unpleasant or unsatisfying substitutes, which I appreciated. The book is jam-packed with nutritional information, which I found very helpful. For example, rather than just give total fat information for recipes, she breaks down both good (mono- and polyunsaturated fats, like the ones found in nuts and veggies) and bad (saturated) fats. She also includes daily numbers to shoot for in many nutrition categories.</p>
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<p><b>My First Bites:</b> I cooked four recipes from the book: Confetti Chili, Aromatic Noodles with Lime-Peanut Sauce, Buffalo Chicken Salad and Chicken Chop Suey. They all came together easily, and my family enjoyed them all. The Confetti Chili was spicy from the chipotle, smoky from the adobo sauce and cumin, and sweet from the corn. Made with canned beans (suggested by Krieger) and tons of veggies, it came together in about an hour. It could easily become our house chili. The only recipe my husband wasn’t too enthusiastic about was the Chop Suey. It was a bit bland, but since the original is kind of a bland, Americanized version of Chinese food, it would probably be a winner with people who are fans. And even at that, I got a great idea for turning dumpling skins into a healthier Asian crunchy topping than those canned fried noodles.</p>
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<p><b>Not Quite To My Taste:</b> When it comes to dinner, Krieger really focuses on meat dishes. Red meat factors heavily in the Main Course section, but we don’t tend to eat steaks and chops very often. Still, for meat lovers, finding healthier ways of cooking them would be a real plus. Oddly, I wasn’t blown away by the salad choices; many were more “go-withs” than meals on their own. Still, those negatives are based on my personal taste and lifestyle. I think Krieger really does a great job with the promise of the book.</p>
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<p><b>Recommendation? Devour, Split, Send it Back to the Kitchen? </b> Devour or split, definitely – but I’d lean toward devour if you’re looking for a solid, healthy lifestyle cookbook with a broad range of recipes. You certainly won’t be disappointed with this one.</p>
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<p><b>One Great Recipe: Ellie Krieger’s <i> Confetti Chili </i></b></p>
<blockquote>1 T olive oil</br>
1 small onion, diced (1 cup)</br>
1 medium red bell pepper, seeded and diced (1 cup)</br>
1 medium carrot, diced (½ cup)</br>
2 t ground cumin</br>
1 t ground coriander</br>
1 lb. lean or extra lean (90% lean or higher) ground beef</br>
One 28-oz can no-salt added crushed tomatoes, with their juices</br>
2 c water</br>
1 canned chipotle chili in adobo sauce, seeded and minced, plus 2 t of the sauce (I didn’t seed the chipotles, because we love heat)</br>
½ t oregano</br>
One 15.5 oz can black beans, preferably low-sodium, drained and rinsed</br>
One 15.5 oz can kidney beans, preferably low-sodium, drained and rinsed</br>
1 ½ c frozen corn kernels</br>
Salt and freshly ground pepper to taste</br>
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<p>1) Heat the oil in a large pot or Dutch oven over medium heat. Add the onion, bell pepper, and carrot, cover, and cook, stirring, for occasionally, until softened, about 10 minutes. Add the cumin coriander and cook, stirring for 1 minute. And the ground beef; raise the heat to high and cook, breaking up the meat with a spoon, until the meat is no longer pink. Stir in the tomatoes, water, chipotle and adobo sauce, and oregano and bring to a boil. Reduce the heat to medium-low and cook, partially covered, stirring from time to time, for 30 minutes.</p>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp-IuSUlsPCVkq7AYlFFivSGRowLKbjyvtrbIm6XNng89c4vf68stLDdE9fvRnTbSblCMx4xHhgjmqkrksGmix3KbZx0awHdF_wea_uohSWc_z9OE8U5k6mucy_DKtvNvYc1WnY9dHHhM/s1600/wkendcooking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp-IuSUlsPCVkq7AYlFFivSGRowLKbjyvtrbIm6XNng89c4vf68stLDdE9fvRnTbSblCMx4xHhgjmqkrksGmix3KbZx0awHdF_wea_uohSWc_z9OE8U5k6mucy_DKtvNvYc1WnY9dHHhM/s200/wkendcooking.jpg" /></a></div><p>Weekend Cooking is open to anyone who has any kind of food-related post to share: Book (novel, nonfiction) reviews, cookbook reviews, movie reviews, recipes, random thoughts, gadgets, fabulous quotations, photographs. If your post is even vaguely foodie, feel free to grab the button and link up anytime over the weekend. Please link to your specific post, not your blog's home page. Thanks to <a href="http://www.bethfishreads.com/">Beth Fish Reads</a> for hosting!</p>
Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-27961020841238416562013-10-16T03:37:00.000-07:002013-10-16T03:38:27.158-07:00THEIR EYES WERE WATCHING GOD by Zora Neale Hurston<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq4knX7498kkj4TkZ80g5o4ONvqgss64itr_H7kdv9YHKsJOCO4Nhl4Cn4ulZ32hfwcN3CfJoCH9FGj7Ln1sz-pZzUEMe9Ip_P3B1vyjynu4aZ-MN5-lmMEI9HRvL2lZns6MB8YcIFAVE/s1600/their-eyes-were-watching-god-zora-neale-hurston-paperback-cover-art.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq4knX7498kkj4TkZ80g5o4ONvqgss64itr_H7kdv9YHKsJOCO4Nhl4Cn4ulZ32hfwcN3CfJoCH9FGj7Ln1sz-pZzUEMe9Ip_P3B1vyjynu4aZ-MN5-lmMEI9HRvL2lZns6MB8YcIFAVE/s320/their-eyes-were-watching-god-zora-neale-hurston-paperback-cover-art.jpg" /></a></div><p>I was completely taken in from the first page of Zora Neale Hurston’s <i>Their Eyes Were Watching God</i>. And yet I’ve struggled with this review because I just can’t seem to put the book into words. So maybe it will be easier to put it into one word: voluptuous. I have never read a novel that appealed so viscerally to my senses.
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<blockquote><i>She was stretched on her back beneath the pear tree soaking in the alto chant of the visiting bees, the gold of the sun and the panting breath of the breeze when the inaudible voice of it all came to her. She saw a dust-bearing bee sink into the sanctum of a bloom; the thousand sister-calyxes arch to meet the love embrace and the ecstatic shiver of the tree from root to tiniest branch creaming in every blossom and frothing with delight. So this was a marriage! She had been summoned to behold a revelation. Then Janie felt a pain remorseless sweet that left her limp and languid.</i> p. 13</blockquote>
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<p>That’s pretty heady stuff for a walk in the woods!
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<p>A member of the Harlem Renaissance movement, Hurston attempted to capture a microcosm of the post-Civil War experience of African-American women with <i>Their Eyes Were Watching God</i>. The book begins with Janie Crawford, a beautiful teenager, awakening to the sensuousness of the South in springtime. Her grandmother panics at her first kiss, fearing she will go down the path of the mother who had and then abandoned Janie, and so she marries her off to a secure but boring local farmer. Janie’s personality can’t be contained, however, and she walks off the farm one day with Jody, a man she believes will lead her to adventure. He brings Janie to one of the newly-built African-American towns in Central Florida, and quickly becomes the town’s mayor. But Janie finds out that having money and prestige is very different from having happiness. </p>
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<p>I’m sorry it took me so long to get this review up – it would have been a perfect choice for Banned Book Week, and I wholeheartedly recommend it to anyone looking for a great Harlem Renaissance title. It is partially written to capture the Southern African-American vernacular of the time, and that slowed down my reading a bit at times, but it didn’t detract at all from my enjoyment: it just made me focus. One thing I found personally captivating was the book’s location. I lived in Gainesville, Florida, for six years, so I had an easy time imagining the wild lushness of rural central Florida and its small, isolated little towns. I would encourage all lovers of literary fiction to read this book. Southern literature enthusiasts and classic romance readers would enjoy it as well. It spans so many boundaries: humorous but heartbreaking, classic but out of the ordinary, ancient but totally fresh.</p>
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<p>What a fantastic <a href="http://theclassicsclubblog.wordpress.com/">Classics Club</a> title! I can’t figure out how <i>Their Eyes Were Watching God</i> was a completely new title to me – I saw it on the ALA’s list of <a href="http://www.ala.org/bbooks/frequentlychallengedbooks/classics/reasons">Banned and Challenged Classics</a> and couldn’t remember ever having heard about it. But a quick look at the synopsis told me I’d found a title that fit the African-American Experience Classic for the <a href="http://www.sarahreadstoomuch.com/2012/12/announcing-back-to-classics-challenge.html">Back to the Classics Challenge</a> – and the story looked compelling to boot. So I plonked down the whopping $9.78 cost of the Kindle edition and got to work (for anyone keeping count, that’s $12.29 for my Classics Club reading so far, for an average of about $4.10 per title). I’m quite sure this going to be one of my favorite books of the year, so it was more than worth the cost of the e-book. And both of those challenges are happily on track! Next up – two classics that fit into the RIP Challenge coming soon!</p>
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<p>Twenty-nine days ago, she had signed her name beside his on the marriage certificate. She had gone through all the miscellaneous ceremonies associated with the typical grand Indian wedding – the engagement, the <i>Menhendi</i>, the <i>Sangeet</i>, the <i>Haldi</i>, and the grand finale (her father had spared no expense) until finally her betrothed had staked his claim by placing the <i>Sindoor</i> on her forehead and typing the <i>Mangalsutra</i> around her neck, and she had quietly and blissfully followed him around the sacred fire carefully listening to and reciting the <i>Saath Pheras</i> in her mind.”</p>
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<p>I think this is a fantastic opening. I really love books that give me insights into other cultures, so I will definitely keep reading. Would you?</p>
<p>I am reading <i>An Incurable Insanity</i> as part of a TLC Book Tour, and received a copy of the book in return for my honest opinion. I will be writing a complete review of this title soon. In the meantime, you'll find other opinions and reviews of the book <a href="http://tlcbooktours.com/2013/08/simi-k-rao-author-of-an-incurable-insanity-on-tour-october-2013/9781627465922large/">here</a>. Thanks, Lisa, for including me on the tour!</p>
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<p>Every Tuesday Diane at <a href="http://bibliophilebythesea.blogspot.com/">Bibliophile by the Sea</a> hosts First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros, where bloggers can share the first paragraph or (a few) of a book they are reading or thinking about reading soon. You'll find this week's links <a href="http://bibliophilebythesea.blogspot.com/2013/10/first-chapter-first-paragraph-tuesday_15.html">here</a>.Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-10463659717085628432013-10-08T10:52:00.000-07:002013-10-09T03:15:37.141-07:00I AM VENUS by Bárbara Mujica <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge5k3ntgzrG6X1Cp-_HVdO5BGOwwG8xwhjmLJYj5sV04bOk71SZcAE47oCAsjSNaX7NkO3HoDKMRkdJM6mxgDB6ToN1inRSnCUCahSaQfEV1bskNd5TS_67Bbb-O4diBoTAvOKXScRQXM/s1600/I+Am+Venus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge5k3ntgzrG6X1Cp-_HVdO5BGOwwG8xwhjmLJYj5sV04bOk71SZcAE47oCAsjSNaX7NkO3HoDKMRkdJM6mxgDB6ToN1inRSnCUCahSaQfEV1bskNd5TS_67Bbb-O4diBoTAvOKXScRQXM/s320/I+Am+Venus.jpg" /></a></div><p>In a “perfect” novel, you wouldn’t notice narration. The perspective provided by the text would be so clear, so seamless, that the reader would have complete comprehension of the characters and plot. Of course, there <i>is</i> no “perfect” novel. Authors are constrained by language and struggle with the perspective of the narrator in their storytelling. In <i>I Am Venus</i>, Bárbara Mujica attempts to break free of those narrative constraints. I cannot say that I thought the experiment was totally successful, but I do appreciate the desire for enhanced perspective without multiple narrators that the author was striving to achieve.</p>
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<p>The story starts with a prologue, in which the mysterious model for Diego Velásquez’s “<a href="http://www.nationalgallery.org.uk/paintings/diego-velazquez-the-toilet-of-venus-the-rokeby-venus">The Toilette of Venus</a>” describes the secret conditions that accompanied creation of the painting. Now in Britain’s National Gallery, “Venus” is the painter’s only extant nude, because the strict conservatism of the Catholic Church in Spain forbade painters from depicting illicit scenes. It caused a sensation when it was eventually found in the collection of a Spanish noble, but Velásquez managed to avoid prosecution because of the mythological subject matter: by adding Cupid holding a mirror, the painter went from pornographer to classicist under the Inquisitorial logic of the time.</p>
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<p>The story focuses more on the life of Velásquez and his family than on the painting of Venus, however. This was where the peculiarities of the narration became apparent – and frankly distracting. The narration changed from first person to third person when the narrator was describing things about which she had no direct knowledge. However, it became clear that the first person narrator was also describing <i>herself</i> in the third person, as though she is looking on at her own life in an objective way – subjecting herself to the artist’s gaze, in a way. The choice is interesting, of course, because Velásquez famously used mirrors in both “The Toilette of Venus” and “Las Meninas” to work beyond the limiting borders of a flat canvas, giving it a 3-dimensional quality. And in “Las Meninas,” the artist boldly inserted himself into a portrait of the royal family, turning the painter himself into a subject. Perhaps that's what Mujica was trying to recreate with her fictitious author.</p>
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<p>I liked the subject matter of this book very much. I knew next to nothing about Velásquez and the court of Felipe IV before I read it, so I really enjoyed learning about the history of post-Armada Spain. I was especially curious about the life of the painter after having the chance to see his Baroque masterpiece, “Las Meninas,” in the Prado a few years ago. I’d seen a hundred depictions of it, but seeing it in person was absolutely inspiring – it’s both beautiful and playful at the same time. So I was grateful for Mujica’s ability to bring the great master to life.</p>
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<p>I was less satisfied by the character development in the book, however. I never got to love any of the main characters. This is especially odd considering who the mysterious model turns out to be in the end, but I don’t want to go into details. Suffice it to say that when I got to the end I felt like the narration choice made even less sense in retrospect. But maybe that’s just me. I read this book as part of a TLC Book Tour, so you can read other opinions of the book by following the links <a href="http://tlcbooktours.com/2013/07/barbara-mujica-author-of-i-am-venus-on-tour-septemberoctober-2013/">here</a>. I received a copy of this book in return for my honest opinion. Thanks, as always, to Lisa for including me on the tour.</p>
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Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-45873283293767997282013-09-28T04:47:00.000-07:002013-09-28T15:18:04.023-07:00Weekend Cooking: Col’s Plum and Almond Bread<p>This must have been a banner year for plums. My daughter’s music teacher showed up with a bag. And there was a peck left in the break room with a “Please take some” sign. I love stone fruit, but I have to admit I don’t cook with plums very often. So I put the largesse to work in an infinitely malleable Mark Bittman recipe for Fruit and Nut Bread. And I have to admit the results were so good that I’d actually buy plums to make it again – so I thought I’d share.
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<p><b>Col’s Plum and Almond Bread </b></p>
(adapted from <i>How to Cook Everything Vegetarian</i> by Mark Bittman)</br>
1 cup all-purpose flour</br>
1 cup whole wheat flour</br>
¾ cup sugar</br>
1 ½ tsp. baking powder</br>
½ tsp. baking soda</br>
½ tsp. salt</br>
4 Tbs. unsalted butter (plus more for the loaf pan)</br>
1 ¼ cup skim milk</br>
1 egg </br>
1 tsp. vanilla</br>
¼ tsp. almond extract</br>
1 cup chopped plums</br>
½ cup slivered almonds</br>
<p>1) Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Put the dry ingredients in a food processor. Add the butter and pulse until it’s completely worked into the flour. Place the flour mixture in a large mixing bowl. (Don’t continue in the food processor, or the bread will be tough.) </p>
<p>2) Whisk together the milk, egg and extracts. Fold into the dry ingredients, but don’t over mix. Next fold in the plums and any juice that have accumulated. And then fold in the nuts. Pour the batter into a greased loaf pan and bake for 55-60 minutes. It’s done when skewer poked into the center comes out clean. </p>
<p>3) Cool in the pan for 5 minutes, then turn out onto a wire cooling rack. Try to keep the kids from slicing until it’s completely cool, but don’t count on it. </p>
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Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-84846212589177917232013-09-14T06:28:00.000-07:002013-09-14T10:58:07.945-07:00FOOD FROM MANY GREEK KITCHENS by Tessa Kiros<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuDQ3TtWRK71hM0M9H91g_VVpLnQ4ppZ5yxeaqbBCGJWrqoLu1ukz0eNeFlFsecn8lTEqkDTcIKwt61OGU6FPWesklHhKfUq7PzswaOD7QajyR8u8QEYbIOrj8uZ-f7ASLrckyIIpO7U4/s1600/greek-kitchens.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuDQ3TtWRK71hM0M9H91g_VVpLnQ4ppZ5yxeaqbBCGJWrqoLu1ukz0eNeFlFsecn8lTEqkDTcIKwt61OGU6FPWesklHhKfUq7PzswaOD7QajyR8u8QEYbIOrj8uZ-f7ASLrckyIIpO7U4/s320/greek-kitchens.jpg" /></a></div><p>One week on Cyprus was enough to hook me on Greek food forever. I absolutely loved the different combinations of sour yogurt and sweet vegetables, often accompanied by flaky pastry, that I found all over. The food was both fresh and comforting –worlds away from the heavy souvlakia sandwiches and moussaka that constituted Greek food in Astoria’s diners. But I’ve rarely cooked Greek inspired dinners at home, probably because I didn’t have a yia-yia to show me how. Which is why I took note when <a href="http://couscous-consciousness.blogspot.com/2013/08/tahini-soup.html">Couscous and Consciousness shared a recipe</a> from Tessa Kiros’ <i>Food From Many Greek Kitchens</i> in a recent Weekend Cooking post, and ordered it from the library. </p>
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<p><b>Who is Tessa Kiros?</b> A European woman (mother from Finland, dad from Cyrus, born in London, now living in Italy) with an deep interest in the intersection of food and culture—which makes a lot of sense when you consider the intersection of fantastic cuisines she must have grown up with! She has written books addressing many aspects of her life – she is perhaps best known for her Nordic cookbook, <i>Falling Cloudberries</i>.
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<p><b>Take on Cooking:</b> Traditional Greek home cooking, with an emphasis on regional specialties.</p>
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<p><b>The Delicious Parts:</b> This book is absolutely gorgeous – the sumptuous photos resemble a coffee table book about the Greek Islands. Kiros’ chapters don’t follow a traditional order – instead, they seem to reflect her thoughts on Greek food. The first four chapters explore Traditional Foods, Fasting Foods, Easter Foods and Shared Foods. The Greek Orthodox Church still observes a very strict fast during lent – no meat or eggs at all – so the Fasting Foods chapter was a natural source of vegetarian and vegan dishes. </p>
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<p><b>My First Bites:</b> I cooked four recipes from the book: Spanakopita (Spinach Pie), Tomatokeftedes (Fried Tomato Fritters), Spanakorizo (Spinach Rice) and Yiaourti (Yogurt on the Side). All of them were delicious. I actually used Kiros’ delicious Spanakopita filling in a simple phyllo pie, rather than make the individual rolls that she suggested, and everyone at the barbecue raved about it. My daughter inhaled the Spinach Rice – and it made a really delicious lunch later in the week, warmed up with the leftover Yiaourti. </p>
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<p><b>Not Quite To My Taste:</b> While I thought the flavors were fantastic, and the ingredients spot on, I did find myself modifying the cooking directions, adapting them to my modern kitchen. Some of the directions are complex — Kiros admits this herself – but as gorgeous as the book is, there are no illustrations of technique to help the reader through the difficult parts. </p>
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<p><b>Recommendation? Devour, Split, Send it Back to the Kitchen? </b> Devour or split, definitely – but I’d lean toward devour if you have a hole in your cookbook collection where a comprehensive guide to Greek cuisine belongs. I probably wouldn’t make many of the fussier, holiday-oriented recipes, but I can see making a great party out of the Mezedes (Shared Foods) section. I’d call it a great cookbook for a confident cook.</p>
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<p><b>One Great Recipe: Tessa Kiros’ <i>Spanakorizo</i><p>
<p>Spinach Rice</b></p>
<blockquote><p>2 ½ pounds spinach, rinsed and drained (I used 12 oz baby spinach, and I thought the proportions were fine)</p>
<p>4 tablespoons olive oil</p>
<p>3 ½ ounces green onions, with some of the green, chopped </p>
<p>3 tablespoons chopped fresh dill (I used 3 teaspoons dried)</p>
<p>1 cup medium grain rice</p>
<p>Salt </p>
<p>Juice of 1 lemon</p>
<p>Freshly ground black pepper</p>
<p>1 tablespoon fresh mint, chopped</p>
<p>1) Coarsely chop the spinach leaves. Heat the olive oil in a very large pot and sauté the onions until pale gold and softened. Add the dill and sauté for 30 seconds or so then stir in the rice.</p>
<p>2) Now add the spinach. You might feel that it won’t all fit in the pot, but fit as much as you can. Add 2 cups of hot water and press down the spinach until it begins to wilt and it’s all in. Add a good amount of salt, turn the spinach over with a wooden spoon and put the lid on. Bring to a boil then turn through again. Lower the heat and simmer, covered, for about 15 minutes. If there is still water in the bottom of the pot toward the end of this time, take the lid off and turn up the heat to let it evaporate. Remove from the heat. Sprinkle with the lemon juice and add a few grinds of pepper. Turn through gently and taste for salt. Add the mint. Cover with a clean dish cloth, put the lid back on for 10 minutes to steam. Serve hot or even at room temperature.</p></blockquote>
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<p>FTC disclosure: I did not receive a free copy of this book for review. I borrowed it from the library.</p>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp-IuSUlsPCVkq7AYlFFivSGRowLKbjyvtrbIm6XNng89c4vf68stLDdE9fvRnTbSblCMx4xHhgjmqkrksGmix3KbZx0awHdF_wea_uohSWc_z9OE8U5k6mucy_DKtvNvYc1WnY9dHHhM/s1600/wkendcooking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp-IuSUlsPCVkq7AYlFFivSGRowLKbjyvtrbIm6XNng89c4vf68stLDdE9fvRnTbSblCMx4xHhgjmqkrksGmix3KbZx0awHdF_wea_uohSWc_z9OE8U5k6mucy_DKtvNvYc1WnY9dHHhM/s200/wkendcooking.jpg" /></a></div><p>Weekend Cooking is open to anyone who has any kind of food-related post to share: Book (novel, nonfiction) reviews, cookbook reviews, movie reviews, recipes, random thoughts, gadgets, fabulous quotations, photographs. If your post is even vaguely foodie, feel free to grab the button and link up anytime over the weekend. Please link to your specific post, not your blog's home page. Thanks to <a href="http://www.bethfishreads.com/">Beth Fish Reads</a> for hosting!</p> Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-37232498387998550592013-09-09T04:34:00.000-07:002013-09-09T17:36:14.498-07:00THE OCEAN AT THE END OF THE LANE by Neil Gaiman<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOKPangViIQokgBD0CKWsFokYW-6w2Uep652bV46zFpsBBqcSFeDFqRQhLYTzosM3DeNdVZqbuDwKqugJgAcNJ-OLpEJ2g3mF4zsouC0EwQyRSPpvWWv27wrpxChXH9DRQB1CibScGIuU/s1600/oceanendlane.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOKPangViIQokgBD0CKWsFokYW-6w2Uep652bV46zFpsBBqcSFeDFqRQhLYTzosM3DeNdVZqbuDwKqugJgAcNJ-OLpEJ2g3mF4zsouC0EwQyRSPpvWWv27wrpxChXH9DRQB1CibScGIuU/s320/oceanendlane.jpg" /></a></div><p>I love how Neil Gaiman’s books find both magic and terror lurking in the most mundane places. In <i>The Ocean at the End of the Lane</i>, an introverted little boy finds a mystical world at a farmhouse just down a bumpy road from his house – a place of both wonder and fear. But more fabulous than the full moon that always shines on one side of the house to the little nameless boy who is the main character in the story is actually finding a friend, in the person of a strangely mature 11-year-old girl named Lettie Hempstock.</p>
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<p>The little boy meets Lettie and the other Hempstock women when his family car is used by a tenant to commit suicide on their property. This sad act sets off a chain of events that puts the little boy, his family, Lettie Hempstock and perhaps the whole world in danger. But in the background of all the harrowing activity is the absolute calm of the Hempstock farm, where Lettie, her mother Ginnie, and grandmother Old Mrs. Hempstock live in absolute harmony with nature: where the fires are cozier, the kittens are cuddlier and the food tastes better than anyplace on earth. Which makes the juxtaposition of good and evil in this book particularly jarring.</p>
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<p>This story certainly bears some resemblance to Gaiman’s <i>The Graveyard Book</i> -- but definitely at an adult level. No children’s book could deal so forthrightly with a father’s attempt to murder his own son – or that same father’s entanglement with an evil nanny. Still, Gaiman brings so much whimsy to the characters that you find yourself lulled into a false sense of security – and then startled back into remembering this is not a “warm and fuzzy” tale. For example, after one near death experience, the young boy’s mind turns to spotted dick, a favorite dessert:</p>
<blockquote><p><i>I do not miss childhood, but I miss the way I took pleasure in small things, even as greater things crumbled. I could not control the world I was in, could not walk away from things or people or moments that hurt, but I found joy in things that made me happy. The custard was sweet and creamy in my mouth, the dark swollen currants in the spotted dick were tangy in the cake-thick chewy blandness of the pudding, and perhaps I was going to die that night and perhaps I would never go home again, but it was a good dinner, and I had faith in Lettie Hempstock.</i> p. 206</p></blockquote>
<p>This is a unique story, despite the fact that the Hempstock women are reminiscent of the Fates –- life forms so old and powerful that even the Greek gods could not understand or sway them. But the similarities ended for me there. I absolutely couldn’t put this book down. I imagine many people will have this one on their <a href="http://www.stainlesssteeldroppings.com/r-eaders-i-mbibing-p-eril-viii">R.I.P. VIII</a> lists this year, and I don’t think they’ll be disappointed. Thanks so much to Carl V at <a href="http://www.stainlesssteeldroppings.com/">Stainless Steel Droppings</a> for hosting!</p>
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<p>FTC Disclosure: I did not receive a free copy of this book for review. I borrowed the e-book from my public library.</p>
Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-58024878474804988462013-09-08T09:42:00.000-07:002013-09-14T07:01:36.380-07:00COOKED by Michael Pollan<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4a4gKCbxovqaVwijgxJizlKt9OlczGHmpO8SuSAALUre7qF3vNsG1A-TDh3q_ml9nWS_Fr2bqzYxhDCIg7OVMg2s5dRw_iPUqhNLiF6hyUkR9XrfNTYLCcUh22tDjrX603W4ktkWj6Bk/s1600/cooked.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4a4gKCbxovqaVwijgxJizlKt9OlczGHmpO8SuSAALUre7qF3vNsG1A-TDh3q_ml9nWS_Fr2bqzYxhDCIg7OVMg2s5dRw_iPUqhNLiF6hyUkR9XrfNTYLCcUh22tDjrX603W4ktkWj6Bk/s320/cooked.jpg" /></a></div><p><i>Cooked</i> by Michael Pollan has had me thinking about my food very seriously. I listened to the audiobook on a car trip the Midwest, driving through acres and acres of soybeans and corn – no doubt genetically modified, and almost all of it, apparently, meant for animals, not people. And even though it’s been almost two weeks since I finished it, I still keep going back to it as I’m wandering through the grocery store, packing my daughter’s lunch or planning our weekly dinner menu. Its implications really are that far-reaching.<p>
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<p>The book is divided into four parts, representing both the four elements and the four food “transformations” he associates with them: fire (barbecue); water (braising); air (bread making); and earth (fermentation). The book isn’t a cookbook, although there are recipes. Rather, the book takes an ethno-biological look at human development, coming down on the side of humans not only being <i>able</i> to cook, but actually having developed the way we have <i>because</i> we cook. Seriously, you’ll never look at a loaf of store-bought bread the same way after reading this book. And that rule about hot food when traveling, especially to tropical destinations? There’s definitely a reason for that!</p>
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<p>I have to admit, by the end of the barbecue section, I was wondering if I could ever enjoy meat (particularly pork) again – so little of it seems to be raised in the healthful way that Pollan says is possible. But my family is unwilling to give up meat completely. Luckily, we are blessed with a number of local, organic farmers in our area, and since reading the book I have been dealing with them exclusively for meat. The flavor is fantastic, but there is a definite downside. The costs are really high -- $30 for a large lamb shoulder yesterday, but I will no doubt get two meals from it. At those prices, meat will likely become a tiny portion of our weekly diet – another thing I wouldn’t call bad at all. And I’m sure Pollan wouldn’t either. I guess that’s the point. </p>
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<p>Michael Pollan narrated the book. I liked his voice and his passion for the subject matter, which definitely comes through. But after listening, it’s easy to understand why he gets labeled an “elitist” so often. Seriously, my husband and I looked at each other blankly after he riffed for about 10 minutes on the drudgery of chopping onions. Really? That’s your big problem? You write for a living and have the time to spend a whole day perfecting your braising technique – not to mention kneading loaves of bread – and you’re complaining about chopping onions? I admit it – we just couldn’t help laughing at Pollan’s “First World” problems more than once while listening. But that didn’t detract from my enjoyment of the book or the importance of its message.</p>
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<p>Many thanks to JoAnn at <a href="http://lakesidemusing.blogspot.com/">Lakeside Musing </a>for her review – and for sharing this audiobook with me! We enjoyed it thoroughly – and it really made a loooong car trip far more enjoyable than it might have been.</p>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp-IuSUlsPCVkq7AYlFFivSGRowLKbjyvtrbIm6XNng89c4vf68stLDdE9fvRnTbSblCMx4xHhgjmqkrksGmix3KbZx0awHdF_wea_uohSWc_z9OE8U5k6mucy_DKtvNvYc1WnY9dHHhM/s1600/wkendcooking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp-IuSUlsPCVkq7AYlFFivSGRowLKbjyvtrbIm6XNng89c4vf68stLDdE9fvRnTbSblCMx4xHhgjmqkrksGmix3KbZx0awHdF_wea_uohSWc_z9OE8U5k6mucy_DKtvNvYc1WnY9dHHhM/s200/wkendcooking.jpg" /></a></div><p>Weekend Cooking is open to anyone who has any kind of food-related post to share: Book (novel, nonfiction) reviews, cookbook reviews, movie reviews, recipes, random thoughts, gadgets, fabulous quotations, photographs. If your post is even vaguely foodie, feel free to grab the button and link up anytime over the weekend. Please link to your specific post, not your blog's home page. Thanks to <a href="http://www.bethfishreads.com/">Beth Fish Reads</a> for hosting!</p> Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-68555074482569340772013-09-02T16:40:00.000-07:002014-01-24T08:20:45.730-08:00THE RETURNED by Jason Mott<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT5j4ztgaVHVJPqAMLQwGze1QJcdBlZo9gXnUZzDGP4SB0NSfvgb6odJTLrpf5xj7qUkhDmTo7KxVGr1j80K8977883UoMzh5jljlstWOm42dNJYoUjMyH1scvXUy6AinExar66pg21A0/s1600/Returned.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT5j4ztgaVHVJPqAMLQwGze1QJcdBlZo9gXnUZzDGP4SB0NSfvgb6odJTLrpf5xj7qUkhDmTo7KxVGr1j80K8977883UoMzh5jljlstWOm42dNJYoUjMyH1scvXUy6AinExar66pg21A0/s320/Returned.jpg" /></a></div><p>I should not read books about people who lose their children. It upsets me too much. Which is probably why the overwhelming emotion I felt after reading Jason Mott’s impressive and intense new novel, <i>The Returned</i>, was sadness, rather than the expected fear. But that’s okay, because the book was far more thought-provoking and rewarding than I had ever expected.</p>
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<p>The premise of the novel is fantastic: What would happen if all over the world, the dead just decided not to be dead anymore? What if the people you’d loved and lost and grieved over most suddenly appeared at your door, in the same state as the last time you’d been with them? Would you welcome them home with open arms? Would you question their motives for returning – or even whether or not they were who they said they were? And what would the returned do, without homes and jobs and all the other things that the passage of time would have taken from them?</p>
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<p>The novel begins with Harold and Lucille Hargrave facing that question exactly: their only son, lost in a drowning accident some 50 years ago when he was 8-years-old, is returned to their home by a federal agent after “returning” from death somewhere in China. (I have still not figured out the China angle– there wasn’t enough information to tell me whether or not Mott is making some claim about weird, super power science robbing the graves of their inhabitants. So that thread was a total loss for me.) Harold and Lucille immediately take him in, although they disagree about whether or not he is <i>actually</i> their son, or something else altogether. But what they don’t realize at the beginning is the absolute havoc the returning dead will wreak on their small Mississippi community – and the world in general.</p>
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<p>At one point, Lucille spars with former friends from her town who have joined the anti-returned movement:</p>
<blockquote><p><i>“I just want to know what your demands are, is all. All sit-ins have demands! You have to ask for something when you organize like this.” A soldier bumped into her by accident. He paused to apologize, then she continued on. “You’ve succeeded in disrupting things,“ Lucille said to Fred. “That’s plain. But what’s next? What’s your platform? What are you standing for?”<p>
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<p>It was the slogan of the True Living Movement – those fools that Lucille and Harold had watched on television that day so long ago. The ones who’d gone from promises of race wars to full-on racial integration since the Returned. And now there was Fred quoting them.</p>
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<p>Without a doubt, Lucille thought, nut jobbery was afoot.</i> p. 179</p></blockquote>
<p>Mott’s novel touches so many chords – about jealousy, about difference, about loss and forgiveness. But to my mind, it perfectly crystallizes the tragic circumstances faced by refugees around the globe. In fact, it is a meditation on the human ability to live far beyond what endurance should allow – and the aftermath of living outside the normal order of things. Left without their past lives, these refugees appear in a place that seems hospitable at first, is empathetic and even caring in the abstract – but becomes dangerous when the newcomers begin to impact and change the inhabitant’s previously ordered world. This book about returning dead, which I originally thought of as a creepy tale, really made me think about the plight of the Tamils and the Syrians and all the other groups of people who are forced from where they belong, and then must hope for the best from the places they wander into. How difficult it is to remake a life? </p>
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<p>This book was very powerful, but I wouldn’t really call it scary, which was what I expected from the description. Still, the returning dead seem to make it a natural for the <a href="http://www.stainlesssteeldroppings.com/r-eaders-i-mbibing-p-eril-viii">R.I.P. VIII Challenge</a> – there’s plenty of suspense. And maybe others will see it as more “perilous” than I did. If the main story line hadn’t revolved around a lost child, it might have been a different story for me as well. I read this book as part of a TLC Book Tour, and received a free copy of the book in return for my honest opinion, which is what you’ve got here. Thanks as always to Lisa for including me on the tour. For other opinions on this title, check the links <a href="http://tlcbooktours.com/2013/07/jason-mott-author-of-the-returned-on-tour-septemberoctober-2013/">here</a>.</p>
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Col (Col Reads)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136923310179832040noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675736270871747288.post-90679422852783945112013-08-30T03:00:00.000-07:002013-09-03T06:34:34.328-07:00LADY AUDLEY'S SECRET by M.E. Braddon<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp77YFYcrCbMEGa3US1zcExFzygdv7D06shFazXJqOpExhsrwNiQ-wh_PHqRsCOkPU9lizbYiL4Im-lncdUsF69YksPIFYK9TAnFk8Xyzi0T_dZk7hQahCfWF5VASdNkEeYnkZqhex7OQ/s1600/ladyaudley.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp77YFYcrCbMEGa3US1zcExFzygdv7D06shFazXJqOpExhsrwNiQ-wh_PHqRsCOkPU9lizbYiL4Im-lncdUsF69YksPIFYK9TAnFk8Xyzi0T_dZk7hQahCfWF5VASdNkEeYnkZqhex7OQ/s320/ladyaudley.jpg" /></a></div><p>When I joined The Classics Club, the first thing I did was go through the list on Kindle, to see which of the books were available for free or reduced fees. This is one of the great things about reading classics—many of those in the public domain are available at no cost for e-readers through the volunteers at Project Gutenberg. I figured I would load a couple of Kindle titles immediately so I didn’t waste any late night reading time, which is when I really enjoy using my Kindle. And one of the first items I loaded was M.E. Braddon’s <i>Lady Audley’s Secret</i>. Lucky for me, a night of insomnia led me to yet another unexpectedly enjoyable classic!</p>
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<p><i> Lady Audley’s Secret</i> is often described as the quintessential Victorian “sensation” novel, providing a glimpse into that tightly ordered world by examining what happens when its conventions are completely abandoned. The novel begins with the poor but beautiful Lucy Graham winning the heart of widower Lord Michael Audley. Formerly employed by the local doctor as a governess, Lucy’s life before coming to Essex is veiled in some sad mystery. Lord Audley adores spoiling his young and charming wife, hoping to make up for her past unhappiness, to the disgust of his own daughter Alicia (who happens to be about the same age as her new stepmother).</p>
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<p> I like to think of it as the Grandmother of every radio serial and soap opera ever produced –many of the motifs that pack this 300 page novel are still playing out on the airwaves and Internet today: revenge, doppelgangers, orphaned children, unscrupulous parents. I read that it was originally printed in installments, which explains why each chapter adds some information about Lucy’s past – and ends in some kind of cliffhanger. Reading it all together makes for quite a rollercoaster. The seven deadly sins get quite a workout in <i>Lady Audley’s Secret</i>, but as you’d expect from a Victorian novel, the heavenly virtues are also in evidence, drawing a very clear delineation of those who live within society’s boundaries, and those who live without. There’s also a healthy dose of the occult. For example, Alicia’s dog seems to have a preternatural fear of the new Lady Audley:</p>
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<p>I thoroughly enjoyed every frothy, overwrought minute of this novel. It was so true to its time period, yet edgy in its confrontation of social taboos. I had never even heard of <i>Lady Audley’s Secret</i> until, trying to expand beyond Elizabeth Gaskill, I looked up a list of female Victorian authors and found Mary Elizabeth (M.E.) Braddon. The book also appeared on the <i>Manchester Guardian’s</i> 1000 Books Everyone Must Read: The Definitive List. That’s a pretty bold claim for any list, and I certainly found some striking omissions (not surprisingly, the list is very English-centric), but I think it’s a fabulous resource, conveniently broken up into genre: comedy, crime, family and self, love, science fiction and fantasy, state of the nation, and war and travel. I will definitely be culling this list for more ideas for future challenges, as the recommendations so far have been outstanding. </p>
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<p>This book counts as my 19th Century Classic for the <a href="http://">Back to the Classics Challenge</a>, hosted by Sarah Reads Too Much, and is my second book for <a href="http://theclassicsclubblog.wordpress.com/">The Classics Club</a>. It was free for my Kindle, which keeps my total for that Challenge so far at $2.51. Since this is considered a crime genre classic, I am also linking it to the <a href="http://www.stainlesssteeldroppings.com/r-eaders-i-mbibing-p-eril-vii">R.I.P. VIII Challenge</a>, hosted by Carl V. of Stainless Steel Droppings, which started just a little bit early this year.</p>
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