Archive for November, 2010

Checkpoint. Nicholson Baker.

After reading The Anthologist I thought I would read more of Mr. Baker’s work. I found a remaindered copy of Checkpoint and grabbed it. This is a short novella. The action takes place in a single room over a short period of time. The scenario is the meeting up of two old friends in a Washington hotel. The one that called the meeting wants to inform the other that he is going to shot George Bush (then president). He wants to talk about his motives on tape ahead of time so that people will see that he is not crazy. The friend, rightfully, tries to stop him.

The best part of this book is that the would-be assassin does not come off as all that crazy and the conversation bashing the state of America and it politics and politicians is one that I at least can picture having/might have had in the past. The non-assassin at times even starts to say “we” when he is talking about what is wrong. He becomes impassioned and the reader gets the notion that he is getting close to joining his friend. This conversation demonstrates the profound problems in America, the richest country on earth. It depicts trying times in the West and in that sense this is a great book, it has strong representational power.

Where the novel fails is that Mr. Baker is just too funny to pull such a story off. The assassin comes off as quite funny. The novella lacks the sense of the sinister that I would think is needed. This lack creates a lack of weight.

Published in: Book Reviews | on November 30th, 2010 | No Comments »

My Reading Life. Pat Conroy

My Reading Life. Pat Conroy. Order it Here.

The essay has been making a real comeback lately with all sorts of novelists offering a book of their own. Pat Conroy is a person whose fiction work I am not terribly interested in, however, I am a sucker for books about the love of books. Books by people that share my point of view that literature is a grand thing and ought not to be ignored, that it offers us access to better things are almost always delicious. So when I received a copy of his little book on his life spent reading I jumped in. The essays in the book are persuasive in that they make you want to go and read the books he discusses, they are are beautiful because you get to know him and some of the role models in his life.

He summed up my feelings about authors that are too narrative driven and unconcerned with the beauty hidden within the language when he notes, “To be boring is not just a sin it’s a crime.” I might add that to waste your time on such works is a shame as well, which is something he discusses later, “I selected all my books for the possibility of some flare of candles along the road toward illumination or enchantment.” Do you have a hard time knowing if what you are reading is up to a standard you can be proud of? Consider the following, “Safety is a crime writers should never commit unless they are after tenure or praise.” Is the book you are reading in this category? I suspect not all books hold the same potential to enlighten and delight us and I know each of us only has so much time. The conclusion is obvious.

To read for any other goal seems like a waste of time, I have relaxed by lakes with books that have blown me away. Conroy takes this to an extreme, “When I pick up a book, the prayer that rises out of me is that it changes me utterly and that I am not the man who first selected that book from a well-stocked shelf,” but I think he is on to something. When is the last time you read a book you thought my impact the way you read the world?

On censorship he is purposeful and direct. Explaining the issue, “There was nothing to fear in The Catcher in the Rye except the danger of its being censored by people who hadn’t read it.” Every reader knows that freedom of choice is crucial. The homogenization of our culture where everyone seems to read whatever best selling pablum is du jour has me worried and I think the sad state of our democracies, our national and individual finances and our environmental record all speak to the impact of this (of course there are many other factors). Conroy knows at least one person that agrees with me, “He found most of modern life unbearable and the rest indefensible.” Literature is of course the avenue this character uses to not lose all hope.
Like many die hard readers I am an advocate of the ability of literature to make us better people, to offer us models to follow. Conroy claims, “Reading Tolstoy makes us strive to be better people: better husbands and wives, children and friends. He tries to teach us how to live by letting us participate in the brimming, storied experiences of his fictional world.” There are many characters that define virtuous traits for us, all we have to do is read about them ans we gain access to what it can mean to be human. Regular reading allows us to constantly remember the standards we wish to set for ourselves, higher, I hope, than those we see on television and in Hollywood movies.
Sadly the power of the novel is diminishing. Its role in society is waning. Conroy laments,”I was born into the century in which novels lost their stories, poems their rhymes, paintings their form, and music its beauty, but that does not mean I had to like that trend or go along with it. I fight against these movements with every book I write.”  While I disagree with his aesthetics, I do see what he is saying. Art has ceased to talk to the everyman, maybe it never did. But I know that I hear a lot of people say DeLillo and Pynchon are incomprehensible, or Pollock can’t paint. The disconnect is real and it is a shame. Maybe because they misunderstood Ray Bradbury Amazon now sells “Kindle Singles” that try to abridge long books, leaving the key components (about 80 pages), as though War and Peace could have been shorter. The loss in this is tragic and I sincerely hope people do not buy into this new way of reading, I really really hope that they do not read these and decide the classics are just as useless as they always thought. (A thought they have been taught by those who stand to benefit enormously from best sellers).

A few more ideas and beautiful lines from an engaged mind:

On Poetry and language: “Poets candle the pilot light where language hides from itself.”
On reading:  “That’s what a good book does–it puts readers on their knees. It makes you want to believe in a world you just read about–the one that will make you feel different about the world you thought you lived in, the world that will never be the same.”

On book construction: “The slender volume looks as though it might have been milled with butterfly wings and the armored enamel of ladybugs.”

If you love reading and are not sure why this book may help. If you love characters you should read this book because it is full of them, including a bookstore owner that knows essentially nothing about books (he places The Great Gatsby in Mystery because that is what the title suggests to him). If you want to be reminded why you love reading or are looking for a new list of books to work on I suggest you sit back an enjoy and evening with Mr. Conroy, you will not regret it.

Published in: Book Reviews | on November 15th, 2010 | No Comments »

November 26th Open Mic

HI FOLKS,

We have had a very successful fall series of reading with high attendance and loads of interesting stuff being read. We will be canceling the Nov. 26th edition. We will be back for the December 9th one. Hope to see you then.

Published in: Announcements | on November 12th, 2010 | No Comments »

On God. An Uncommon Conversation. Norman Mailer.

On God. An Uncommon Conversation. Norman Mailer. In the Argo catalog

Norman Mailer is a novelist and as such deals with the creation of the world and the essence of being humane every day. In this book, a series of conversations with Michael Lennon, Mailer expounds a very anarchic vision of what God is and how God works. Often his voice is annoying and his ideas (bizarrely) lack creativity. Nevertheless, at times he strikes upon a thought that is worth considering.

This is not a book of deep erudition or theological strength. While it does not pretend to be and Mailer is very clear on this point from the opening of the book, I am not entirely sure what I got out of the book nor what anyone else would. I think that the book would really only be interesting to  big fans of Mailer because he explains some of his cosmic beliefs and that could help his fans to understand him.

I read the book to the end because it is not very long and the interview style of it makes it very readable. Overall the book is a let down but it does not take a lot of your time and it might make you think about the metaphor of God as an artist a little longer and harder than you have in the past.

Published in: Book Reviews | on November 9th, 2010 | No Comments »

Little Man What Now? Hans Fallada

Little Man What Now? Hans Fallada. Reviewed. In the Argo Catalog.

Hans Fallada is fast becoming one of my favorite writers. He is a perfect hybrid of Kafka and Dostoevsky. He delves into the psyche of a character in the way of the master of such tales, Fyodor Dostoyevsky. Fallada goes further than Dusty, he doesn’t stop with an individual character or two, instead he uses his protagonist to capture the feel of a society and thus creates a world. The creation of the world reminds me of Kafka’s Castle. The scenery and society of Kafka has always struck me as especially vivid and where he has often felt lacking is in the emotional side of the individual. For those that know Fallada’s life story it will come as no surprise that the emotional side of his characters and the societies they function within is front and center.

In Little Man What Now? Fallada depicts a young man that is just starting a family. This normally great thing (and in the books there are many hints to suggest Fallada thinks that having a family is a good thing) is nearly a disaster for the man. Sadly for him, he lives in Germany and the depression is on, the National Socialists are gaining power but not yet in control and the economy is stagnant. A family is a risky proposition as the ability to support a family is far from guaranteed.

The book follows them through their trials and tribulations. It depicts a world of fear and deprivation. At one point a bartender mocks the main character for thinking that having a baby is a good thing. Fallada, ever the optimist, despite explaining exactly how the empty half of the glass looks, shows that living is always better than dying and that persevering is always worth it, even if everything is difficult and life never really gets easy. It is easier to know you are on the side of right, that you are doing what is good and best and having an extremely wearisome time of it.

If you have not yet read Hans Fallada and you are a fan of Coetzee, Dostoyevsky, Kafka, Stegner, and literary writing then you need to run out to a local bookshop and buy a copy of at least one of his books. You will not regret it, you may even thank me for it.

Published in: Book Reviews | on November 2nd, 2010 | No Comments »