Eleven random questions (and answers) w/ thanks to @Rams_English for asking

I am a sucker for this stuff…comes from my days at Live Journal, I guess. Ken over at Rams English (one of my most favourite education blogs) tagged me to participate in The Eleven Game and as it is blustery outside, who am I to say no?

First, you list 11 random facts about yourself. Second, you answer 11 questions sent your way by the blogger who “tagged” you. Then you create 11 new questions and tag 11 other bloggers. (I’ve listed those bloggers I’d like to respond below and if you do decide to participate  – you are not obligated, of course – please leave a link to your answers in comments so I can go read them.)

Ready. Set. Go.

Eleven Random Facts About Me.

1. I moved around a lot as a kid. By the time I hit high school we’d moved about 30 times. In grade seven alone I went to three different schools. Somehow my mom managed to make each new house and each new place an adventure (I don’t know how she did it, actually). I did manage to stay in the same high school although we switched houses three times. There’s nothing in me that wants to subject my own children to that. I’ve owned two houses and plan to stay-put in house #2 until my kids are – at the very least – through high school.

2. I could eat spaghetti every. single. day. Don’t judge me.

3. I have 500+ books on my To Be Read shelf. I have an addiction. I’d rather have books than clothes (but I don’t read naked, I promise.)

4. I am really, really sentimental. I save letters and cards and ticket stubs, and baby teeth and handkerchiefs and all sorts of other crap. I have ‘the feels’ over long-past relationships. I cry at sappy commercials and when I hear Barbra Streisand sing “The Way We Were” and every time I watch Love, Actually.  Yeah, that kind of stuff.

5. I have three younger brothers, no sisters and I wouldn’t change a thing about that. My brothers are all different from me and each other – but we are pretty close and see each other a lot. (I think my grandmother had something to do with that. See my answer for question #11 below.) I can count on any one of them to help me out in a pinch. They are good, good men.

6.  I would move to Italy in a New York minute. I love the weather, the wine, the landscape and…hello, spaghetti. Yay! (I love New York, too.)

7. I have always wanted to be a writer. Ever since I was a little kid. I was the editor of my university newspaper. I’ve written for tv, radio and print media. I’ve had a couple of poems published…but that elusive novel. But hey, I did NaNoWriMo with my writing students in November and I managed to finish (the light version at least – 30,000 words.)

(7a. Am I really this dull?)

Moving along.

8. Cats are my preferred pet. I have the world’s BEST cat, Lily. She loves to snuggle and sleeps with her head on my shoulder every night.

9. I have an embarrassing crush on Ryan Gosling. (He is, however, just one in a long list of celebrity crushes my friends and family have endured  over the years. Ryan’s awesome-sauce though – on so many levels.)

10. I hate the winter. Yes, I live on the East Coast of Canada where it feels like winter about 8 months of the year, but I hate it.

11. We talk a lot of politics in my family (my brothers are junkies) and while I am not someone who enjoys talking about politics, I am going to take a stand and say I think Stephen Harper is a jerk. He doesn’t represent me or my views.

Here are Ken’s questions for me:

1. What is the best PD book and YA book you read in 2013? Why are they so good?

What is this PD book? Professional Development? Um. I don’t think I read a PD book cover to cover in 2013…but I definitely dipped in and out of  Reading Reasons by Kelly Gallagher a lot. I really like his practical approach to literacy. As for YA reading…I read a lot of YA this year. If I had to pick my absolute favourite it might be Sherman Alexie’s The Absolutely True Story of a Part-Time Indian or maybe David Levithan’s Every Day. I wish we’d had all these choices when I was a teen. I just think kids (all different kinds of kids) see themselves represented in today’s YA fiction way more than we ever did back in the day.

2. It’s Friday night. Which would you prefer — comfort food at home, or fancy dinner out with your friends?

If my bff Michelle is making the comfort food and there’s Pinot Grigio, I’m there. Usually on Friday night I am content to stay home especially in the winter. That said – I do love to go out. And it doesn’t have to be fine dining either (not many opportunities for that in these parts, anyway).

3. If you could spend an airplane flight conversing with any famous writer, living or dead (for the sake of this question and lest you get bored, we will bring the dead to life), who would you choose and why?

This isn’t fair. If I think back over my reading life, there have been so many writers who have had an impact on me…how could I chose just one? Okay. Carolyn Slaughter. (Because I wrote my one and only fan letter to her and she graciously responded and three of her novels –The Banquet, Magdalene and The Story of the Weasel- have stuck with me over many, many years. That said, I’d love to sit beside John Green for a while. (Maybe not a long-haul flight, though – he’s too energetic for an old doll like me.)

4. Have you ever heard of a “meme”? Would you know one if you fell over one?

Absolutely. Like I said above – Live Journal. Me. Me. They’re the ‘slams’ of the Internet generation. Do you know what a slam is? Or a FB before it stood for Facebook?

5. Yellow mustard or Grey Poupon? Hellman’s or Miracle Whip? Margarine or butter? Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts?

Like ’em both. (It would be pretentious to put Grey Poupon on a hot dog.) Miracle Whip for sure. Butter is better, but I only use it when it’s really gonna count. I’m Canadian so Tim’s (Tim Horton’s). But I don’t drink coffee and donuts are evil…so neither really.

6. What literary character are you most similar to? Explain.

I’ve related to lots of characters over the years. For a couple of decades I felt just like Ellie in Kristin McCloy’s novel Velocity.  Every once in a while I’ll come across a character who speaks to me, but they’re always so much better than I am.

7. Are you addicted to your cellphone? Proud or embarrassed?

Nope. I only use it to communicate with my kids. It’s rarely even on.

8. Congratulations! You’ve won the lottery! Do you continue to teach?

Nope. But not because I don’t like teaching. I’d just rather travel, read, read, read. Maybe open a little bookstore where I could just talk about books with people and drink tea.

9. If you were named principal of your school, what would be your first three executive orders?

More options for kids so they didn’t have to be stuck in classes they have NO INTEREST IN.

Let English teachers decide what texts they want to teach (we have good professional judgement, thanks very much) and make sure there’s $ to buy the books.

Ability to get rid of dead wood teachers.

10. What is your favorite memory from childhood?

Anything and everything to do with my maternal grandparents. They were the quintessential storybook grandparents. My grandfather served in the Royal Navy and had wonderful stories. He adored my grandmother and she adored him and they taught me what a healthy relationship should look like (even if I didn’t quite manage it myself). My grandmother was a wonderful cook and when we lived close enough we had Sunday dinner with them all the time. Everything I did with them, looking back on it, was magical. I miss them.

11. If you could make up any question to answer and call it “Number 11,” what would it be and how would you answer it?

If you had the opportunity to do-over some aspect of your life would you?

Excellent question. 🙂

Trust me, not everything in my life has turned out quite as I thought it might but that said I am not unhappy with where I am today. I have wonderful friends, amazing kids, a job I love and sure, there have been some bumps along the way…but I wouldn’t be who or where I am without the not-so-positive stuff.  So no, I don’t think I’d change any aspect of my life for fear it would alter the final result.

Now my 11 questions for you.

1. What was the highlight of 2013 for you?

2. Describe your perfect day.

3. Name somewhere you would like to visit before you die and explain why.

4. Miley Cyrus: visionary (a la Madonna circa 1984) or skank?

5. What’s one movie you never get sick of watching. What is it about it the allows for repeated viewings?

6. What is the best piece of advice you’ve ever been given? Who gave it to you?

7. Which author holds pride of place in your personal library? Why?

8. eReader or physical book? Coke or Pepsi? Coffee or tea? summer or winter? red or white (wine, of course)

9. You just found $500 on the road and there’s no way of returning it to its owner. How would you spend it?

10. All-time favourite television show. Why?

11. Which quality do you most appreciate in a friend? Explain.

I tag:

Michelle

Heather

Barb

Simon

Nathan

Luanne

Andrea

Russell Brand (Yeah, I know, eh? But wouldn’t his answers be potentially hysterical?)

Jamie

Kristilyn

Chris

Joyland – Stephen King

joylandAlthough I devoured Stephen King as a teen and young adult, it’s probably been 15 years since I’ve read a King novel (Bag of Bones, which I loved). I decided to give Joyland a go and it was like settling into a comfortable pair of slippers. (I know, it’s ridiculous to compare the Master of Horror to a pair of comfy slippers, but I’m talking more about that feeling of just knowing that you are in really good hands — which you always are with King.)

Joyland is not a horror story really. It’s the story of Devin Jones, a college student who takes a job at Joyland, a Disney-style amusement park (I imagined Family Kingdom at Myrtle Beach, S.C., which I visited once as a teen) in North Carolina.  Devin tells the story of his summer and autumn at Joyland through the lens of late middle age. He says

That fall was the most beautiful of my life. Even forty years later I can say that. And I was never so unhappy. I can say that, too.

Devin’s unhappiness stems from his recent break-up with his first serious girlfriend, Wendy. Devin has an inkling that their relationship has run its course when Wendy doesn’t even hesitate to encourage him to take the job at Joyland, even though it means that they will be separated for the summer. “It’ll be an adventure,” she tells him, without realizing just how much of an adventure it’ll actually be.

Devin meets a cast of interesting characters at Joyland and in the little seaside town he calls home while he works there. Characters like Lane Hardy (who shows him the ropes around the park) and Rosalind Gold (the resident fortune teller who makes a couple of astute predictions about Devin’s future) and Emmalina Shoplaw (who owns the boarding house where Devin rents a room and who tells him about the murder associated with Joyland’s  Horror House) add a bit of local character to the story.  Other characters, like Mike and his mother, Annie, have a more profound impact on Devin’s life.

Devin Jones calls that summer “the last year of my childhood” and he is right. King expertly balances the story’s nostalgic look back, and his protagonist’s bittersweet reminiscences (“I still want to know why I wasn’t good enough for Wendy Keegan”). Joyland is as much a coming-of-age tale as it is a murder-mystery. Both aspects of the novel will keep you turning the pages.

End of Year Book Survey

best-books-2013-1024x862Once again, Jamie over at at The Perpetual Page-Turner offers bloggers the opportunity to  reflect upon their blogging year. Who doesn’t love that?

Best Book You Read In 2013? (If you have to cheat — you can break it down by genre if you want or 2013 release vs. backlist)

I’m going to break this category into three:

Best YA: The Absolutely True Story of a Part-Time Indian by Sherman Alexie was laugh-out-loud funny and, man, I was rooting for Junior all the way.

Best Other: Our Daily Bread – Lauren B. Davis

I pick this one because the characters just really got under my skin and they’re still under there. I just want to save them all.

Other – A Monster Calls – Patrick Ness

I couldn’t really put this in the YA category because I think you could read this at a much younger age. This is a beautifully written and illustrated novel which had my sobbing like a baby even though I knew exactly what was coming.

Book You Were Excited About & Thought You Were Going To Love More But Didn’t?

Helen Dunmore’s The Greatcoat. I am a huge fan, but I just found this slow-moving. Not saying I didn’t like it, but I didn’t LOVE it.

Most surprising (in a good way!) book of 2013?

Never Fall Down – Patricia McCormick surprised me because my son said, “Mom, we tried to read that book in school and even the teacher thought it sucked.” I really liked it.

Book you read in 2013 that you recommended to people most in 2013?

I’ve probably recommended David Levithan’s Every Day the most.

And I still haven’t stopped talking about Our Daily Bread. Read it. Please.

Best series you discovered in 2013?

I’m not really a series reader. I just feel like I’d really have to love the book to want to invest a bunch more time into its sequels. I mean, I will do it if I really have to…but I didn’t find that series this year.

Favorite new author you discovered in 2013?

Tana French. I read In the Woods and I will definitely be reading more.

 Best book that was out of your comfort zone or was a new genre for you?

My comfort zone is pretty big and I stay pretty clear of genres I am not interested in – like straight up sci fi or fantasy.

 Most thrilling, unputdownable book in 2013?

I raced through the first 200 pages of David Bell’s Cemetery Girl but then it all fell apart. I guess if I had to pick a page turner it would have to be Gillian Flynn’s Dark Places (which is, imho, better than Gone Girl) or Andrew Pyper’s The Guardians.

Book You Read In 2013 That You Are Most Likely To Re-Read Next Year?

I won’t be rereading anything. I have WAY too many books on my TBR shelf.

 Favorite cover of a book you read in 2013?

eleanor and parkbellman

YA cover: Eleanor & Park by Rainbow Rowell

I love the clean, simple look of her covers. Loved the book, too – just not the ending.

Other cover: Bellman & Black by Diane Setterfield

 I loved the cover, but I didn’t like the book.

 Most memorable character in 2013?

Hands down – Albert Erskine from Our Daily Bread

Runners up: ‘A’ from Every Day, Auggie from Wonder – R. J. Palacio, Cormoran Strike from Robert Galbraith’s The Cuckoo’s Calling

 Most beautifully written book read in 2013?

A Monster Calls – Patrick Ness

Let my copious tears be a testament to the beauty of the book.

 Book that had the greatest impact on you in 2013?

Our Daily Bread – Lauren B. Davis

It did all the things a great book should do for you – make you think, give you characters to care about, move you.

 Book you can’t believe you waited UNTIL 2013 to finally read?

In the Woods – Tana French

It’s been on my radar (and on my tbr shelf) for a long time. Don’t know why I waited.

Favorite Passage/Quote From A Book You Read In 2013?

Most recently I loved, “When it comes to the past, everyone writes fiction.” from Stephen King’s Joyland

Shortest & Longest Book You Read In 2013?

The World More Full of Weeping – Robert J. Wiersema, 101

With My Body – Nikki Gemmell, 480

Favorite Relationship From A Book You Read In 2013 (be it romantic, friendship, etc).

Albert & Bobby and Ivy & Dorothy from Our Daily Bread

Sophie & Otto from Endangered by Eliot Schrefer

Favorite Book You Read in 2013 From An Author You’ve Read Previously

A Monster Calls – Patrick Ness. Big fan and have read the Chaos Walking trilogy.

  Best Book You Read In 2013 That You Read Based SOLELY On A Recommendation From Somebody Else:

Um, this is sad – but nothing. I’m the person who gives recommendations, but I rarely get them from other people. Sometimes students recommend books, but it doesn’t always end well.

 Genre You Read The Most From in 2013?

Of the 62 books I read in 203, 32 were YA and of those 32, one was non-fic and two were graphic.

 Newest fictional crush from a book you read in 2013?

Park from Eleanor & Park because he just doesn’t give up on the girl, even when she’s prickly.

 Best 2013 debut you read?

The Cuckoo’s Calling – Robert Galbraith – who I admire more and more with each book I read. (It doesn’t even really technically count, though.)

  Most vivid world/imagery in a book you read in 2013?

Never Fall Down by Patricia McCormick dropped me right in the middle of Cambodia and shook my until my teeth rattled.

  Book That Was The Most Fun To Read in 2013?

Why We Broke Up – Daniel handler.

I loved the format…all the drawings.

 Book That Made You Cry Or Nearly Cry in 2013?

A Monster Calls – Patrick Ness. And I cried hard.

 Book You Read in 2013 That You Think Got Overlooked This Year Or When It Came Out?

Our Daily Bread – despite being long-listed for the Giller, I’d never heard of it. It’s not an easy book and the subject matter won’t be palatable for everyone, but it packs a punch that should not be overlooked.

New favorite book blog you discovered in 2013?

Just found this one:

The Unputdownable Book Club

 Favorite review that you wrote in 2013?

Our Town. I loved thinking about this play again.

Best discussion you had on your blog?

::crickets::

Sadly, not many people stop by.

 Best moment of book blogging/your book life in 2013?

Live tweeting with Lauren B. Davis at the book club meeting where we talked about her book.

 Most Popular Post This Year On Your Blog (whether it be by comments or views)?

My Reader’s Table got the most views …but that’s a page that is relatively static.

 Post You Wished Got A Little More Love?

I’d love to have a lot more interaction with readers…hell, I’d love to have a lot more readers.

 Did you complete any reading challenges or goals that you had set for yourself at the beginning of this year?

I set a reading goal of 60 books this year and I had reached it by Dec 13th.  My grand total was 62.

With My Body – Nikki Gemmell

With My Body Full disclosure: I am a Nikki Gemmell fan and have read three of her previous novels including The Bride Stripped Bare, Cleave and Shiver. So when TLC Book Tours offered me the opportunity to review Gemmell’s novel With My Body  I jumped at the chance.

Gemmell is one of those writers who somehow seems to burrow into the very heart of things and her stories – mostly about (at least those I’ve read) complicated, messy, consuming love – always seem to make me nod my head in agreement. Yeah – that’s right, Nikki. It’s just like that.

The unnamed narrator in With My Body is at a cross-roads in her life. Married to Hugh, she’s fallen into a sort of endless to-do list life, a never-ending cycle of  “wellies and Range Rovers, school runs and Sunday church.” Three young sons keep her busy and although she’s grateful for the life she has, she also feels “infected with sourness.”  Motherhood, for her,  is a complex state of being, full of “richness…depletion…incandescence…despair aand loneliness.” I hear you, sister.

She loves her husband, but they haven’t had sex for two years and the truth is, she’d rather be “celibate from now on.” Besides, their marriage is bound by an unspoken agreement that they’ll never split up and are “in this together, for life.”

Sounds like fun, eh?

With Your Body is really two stories. In one, the second person narrator dutifully fulfills her obligations as wife and mother, but the spark is gone. In another, we see her back in Australia first at age 11, coping with adolescence and a single father about to be remarried and then, slightly older, 14 perhaps,  experimenting with sex with a teacher and then slightly older again, 17ish – estranged from her father and the stepmother who turns out not to be all that happy in the role. It’s at this juncture that she meets Tol. He consumes her thoughts:

That night the memory of him, all of it, soaked through you, like smoke; in your hair, your clothes, in the pores of your skin. The memory of his fingers, his desk, his dog, his hand on the gearstick, his waiting house.

The sky has released its payload at last. Rain pummels the tin roof. You open the canvas flaps, fling them up and breathe in the earth as you lie on your stomach on the pillow, and watch.

Your sky, his sky.

The only thing you have in common, and you are caught.

The relationship between the narrator and Tol eventually becomes sexual. She becomes “cracked open into womanhood” under Tol’s patient tutelage. And so the two pass the summer. It is this affair that shapes her and, in some ways, spoils her for the men who come later – including her husband.

While I wouldn’t exactly call With My Body erotica, it is certainly erotically charged. It’s not meant, I don’t think,  to titillate though. The second person narration puts the reader in the driver’s seat, however, and therefore  we experience what the narrator does. Sometimes it had the desired effect.

I was more interested in the older version of the narrator, though – the wistful, dissatisfied, woman who sees the “signs of slippage everywhere.”

Your body thickening after its quicksilver years of slenderness, finally you have lost control of it. Your metabolism is slowing, you cannot keep the weight off. Hair is growing in places it shouldn’t be, with vigour – the only vigour in your life it seems. You are tired, so tired, constantly.

I got this woman. I didn’t have a Tol in my life, but I did have a life filled with abandon and abundant sexual appetite. I understood her longing to recapture the woman she was before she became a wife and mother and her journey felt authentic to me. I mean, who doesn’t wonder “what if?” When the narrator decides to leave England and return to Australia, she can’t resist revisiting the place where she and Tol spent that one incredible summer. She goes there, really, to find him – both literally and metaphorically. The past, it turns out, is not so easy to reclaim.

If I have any quibbles with the book, they are minor. I love the way Gemmell writes, although I wasn’t totally enamoured with the second person narration in this instance. Curious choice and I’d love to know why she made it. (Ms. Gemmell, if you pop by – I’d love to have your thoughts!)

Thanks to TLC for the opportunity to read the book and share my thoughts on this tour. I’ll be talking about another Gemmell novel, I Take You, in January.

WITH MY BODY ebook will be $1.99 from 12/16 – 1/6 

Eleanor & Park – Rainbow Rowell

eleanor and parkEleanor & Park turned up on Kirkus’s list of Top Teen Books in 2013, and rightfully so. Rainbow Rowell is a new-to-me author, although I have been wanting to read Fangirl for a while.

Set in Omaha, Nebraska in the 1980s, Eleanor & Park is a novel about two young people who find each other and themselves despite the many obstacles in their way.

When Eleanor moves to a new house and school she’s already aware of how different she is.  Park notices her right away because she is

…big and awkward. With crazy hair, bright red on top of curly. And she dressed like…like she wanted  people to look at her. Or maybe like she didn’t get what a mess she was. She had on a plaid shirt, a man’s shirt, with half a dozen weird necklaces hanging around her neck and scarves wrapped around her wrists. She reminded Park of a scarecrow or one of the trouble dolls his mom kept on her dresser. Like something that wouldn’t survive in the wild.

Park notices something else, too. He notices that she starts to read his comic books out of the corner of her eye.

At first he thought he was imagining it. He kept getting this feeling that she was looking at him, but whenever he looked over at her, her face was down.

He finally realized that she was staring at his lap. Not in a gross way. She was looking at his comics-he could see her eyes moving.

Eleanor notices Park, too.  (“Stupid, perfect Asian kid.”) And soon, over a shared love of comic books and new wave music, the two teenagers discover a mutual appreciation for each other.

The course of true love doesn’t run smoothly, of course. It never does.

Eleanor lives with her mother, four younger siblings and her step-father, Richie, who is not a nice man. At all. In fact, Eleanor has just returned home after living with family friends for a year. She’d been kicked out and the stay was supposed to be temporary. Now Eleanor lives in a home where everyone is always walking on eggshells, especially her.

Park is half Korean and lives with his parents and younger brother, Josh. Everything about his home life is stable and ‘normal’, but Park still finds it difficult to fit in.

Eleanor is a prickly person and Park is exceedingly patient with her, but that doesn’t always prevent hurt feelings and misunderstandings. It’s impossible not to love her, though. Park, too. They are not nearly as frustrating as other ‘teens in love’ might be. I wanted to shake Eleanor’s mom  though. But then I had to take into consideration the year in which the novel takes place – 1986.

I was a young(er) person in the 1980s and I loved the pop culture references in Eleanor & Park. Setting it then also allows the reader to forgive the lack of  outside agencies (school, Child Protective Services, police) involved in Eleanor’s dreadful home life. Even Park’s dad knows Eleanor’s stepfather and offers Eleanor a safe place to be.

If I have any criticism of the book it’s that I didn’t love the ending. I’m all for ambiguity, but it just seemed a little anti-climactic after everything that happens. It’s a small thing, though. Time with Eleanor and Park is time well spent.

A Peculiar Grace – Jeffrey Lent

peculiargraceIt took me forever to finish Jeffrey Lent’s highly praised novel A Peculiar Grace. Forever. Just under 400 pages, it felt twice as long because Lent’s prose is just shy of purple and nothing happens. Nothing. Well, okay, that’s not exactly true. Stuff happens.

Forty-something Hewitt Pearce is leading a solitary life in the Vermont house he inherited from his father. Hewitt’s a blacksmith, a prickly artistic type who “had to sit there a while to see if  it was a day for iron or not. This was the essence of what his customers perceived as a great problem – the fact he refused to state a deadline however vague.”  A sign near his forge’s door states: “If you want it done your way learn how to do it & make it yourself. Your commission is not my vision.”

Well, okay then.

Into Hewitt’s insular life comes 20-something Jessica. Her VW breaks down on Hewitt’s property and he offers her something to eat and a place to clean up. So she pretty much moves in. Jessica isn’t 100% emotionally secure, and Hewitt is 100% emotionally closed off so anything that’s going to happen between them is going to be a long time coming. (No pun intended.)

There are complications. Hewitt’s still hung up on Emily, a girl he met and loved many years ago. She’d married someone else and Hewitt has worshipped and brooded from afar ever since. There are also some family skeletons including  a famous painter father, and  an older sister Hewitt’s on the outs with.  Then Emily’s husband dies and Hewitt decides it’s time to make his feelings known to her once more, but really — can these two crazy middle-aged kids overcome their past and make it? And what about Jessica?

I kept reading. I don’t know why. When Hewitt’s mother, sister and niece arrived for a visit and these family members started talking to each other it was bizarre. People don’t actually talk to each other like this, do they?

“Jesus mother. Don’t you flush?”

“I certainly do. …And haven’t you heard about conserving water? Speaking of which you need to change the gaskets in the faucets of the tub and sink upstairs. At Broad Oakes they sent around a pamphlet about the unnecessary use of water. And not just because of the drought but because there’s long-term stress on the aquifers all over the U.S. and people still want green lawns in August”

…

“I don’t think so, girlie. Whatever nonsense you’re up to here I want to be able to watch your face when it comes out.”

By the time Hewitt and Jessica (and Emily and Hewitt’s sister)  finally work out their messy and strangely overwrought lives,  I had reader’s fatigue. Partly it had to so with the stylistic nature of Lent’s prose — weirdly fragmented and dense — and partly it had to do with not really caring very much about any of these people.

The Missing Girl – Norma Fox Mazer

missing girlIt’s a total fluke that I am writing my review of Norma Fox Mazer’s last novel, The Missing Girl, on the anniversary of her death. She died on October 17, 2009 and although she was a very well-known and highly regarded young adult novelist, The Missing Girl was my introduction to her writing. In a career that spanned over 40 years, Mazer wrote over 30 books including Newbery Honor Book, After the Rain and National Book Award Finalist A Figure of Speech.

The Missing Girl is the story of the five Hebert sisters: Beauty, Mim, Faithful, Fancy and Autumn. They live with their out of work father, Poppy, and slightly air-headed mother, Blossom, in Mallory, New York.  Beauty, the eldest at 17, dreams of graduating high school and fleeing Mallory.

When she left Mallory, it would be for Chicago, which she had first heard about from Mr. Giametti, her seventh-grade language arts teacher who gre up there. She was going to a place where no one knew her, a place where she could become whoever it was she was meant to be…

The Hebert family dynamics would actually be quite enough to make The Missing Girl a compelling read, but Mazer had something else in mind.

If the man is lucky, in the morning on his way to work, he sees the girls. A flock of them, like birds.

…

Slight of build, stoop shouldered, wearing a gray coat, a gray scarf around his neck against the cold, his wire-rimmed glasses set firmly on his nose, minding his own business, he could be any man, any respectable, ordinary man.

But there is nothing ordinary about this man. He is watching the sisters carefully, biding his time, waiting for the perfect moment. The reader knows it’s coming. The girls are unaware. They have their own issues and petty grievances with each other. Their lives are chaotic and slightly ramshackle.

What struck me about The Missing Girl was the quality of the prose and the very authentic voices of the characters. Employing first, second and third person points of view, Mazer manages to create compelling lives for all the girls and without anything gratuitous makes their “admirer” a creepy predator.

Mazer said she came to write The Missing Girl via a series of short stories about the Hebert sisters which she wrote for various anthologies. It wasn’t until she lost her daughter to cancer in 2001, though, that she settled in to write this novel. “Her death was unbearable,” Mazer said,” “but of course I bear it. I must. Yet below the surface of my life, her loss remains unbearable and will always remain so.

“I still do not understand this fully, but it seems to me that after her death I was compelled to write about something hard, difficult – you might call it unbearable – and to name that ‘something’ with the three words that name my grief, my loss, my sorrow: the missing girl.”

Popular Music from Vittula – Mikael Niemi

popularmusicI didn’t get this book – at all. Everyone from the New York Times to Entertainment Weekly waxed poetic about its beauty and prose that “buzzes with wonder, fearlessness and ecstatic ignorance.” Um. I didn’t get it.

Translated from the Swedish, Popular Music from Vittula is a “novel” that actually seems more like a memoir  – or a series of loosely connected short stories –  because if there was a narrative thread here, I wasn’t seeing it.

The main character and narrator is Matti and we meet him as an adult “in a fix in the Thorong La Pass” (which is on Mount Annapurna, Nepal) where  he finds himself 17, 765 feet above sea level, with his lips stuck to  a Tibetan prayer plaque. I am sure what happens next is meant to be comical but, sadly, I didn’t laugh. And I didn’t laugh at any of the other crazy escapades Matti finds himself embroiled in from the age of five straight through to his teenage years.

Matti and his friend, Niila, meet at the neighbourhood playground and their friendship is cemented during a nose-picking session. The rest of this story traces their frienship, particularly their love for music, for the next decade or so.  Their otherwise straightforward lives are touched by elements of magical realism. (Did these two five year olds really manage to get on a plane and fly all the way to Frankfurt?)

Matti’s story dips in and out of his life, giving the reader a chance to experience the first time he ever heard Elvis Presley sing (in his sister’s bedroom), the first time he goes to school, his first kiss. I wish I could say that the book was more than the sum of its parts, but for me I just didn’t get it.

Never Fall Down – Patricia McCormick

neverfalldown Arn Chorn-Pond, the young narrator of Patricia McCormick’s novel Never Fall Down, finally escapes Cambodia and  makes it to the safety of Thailand sometime in the spring of 1979.  At the very same time, I was getting ready to graduate from high school. I knew nothing of the Khmer Rouge and their violence – or if I did, I don’t remember. Reading Arn’s story has reminded me again of the priviledged life I’ve lead and of the absolute power of literature to crack open the insulated world in which we often live.

Arn is just eleven when the Khmer Rouge, a radical Communist regime, and an offshoot of the Vietnam People’s Army, sweeps through Cambodia displacing people and separating families. Arn has lived a relatively happy life up until then. He says, “At night in our town, it’s music everywhere. Rich house. Poor house. Doesn’t matter. Everyone has music.”

When the army blows through town, it’s exciting. Arn says, “…I think this is the most exciting thing to happen here. Real Americans coming. Real airplane.” But that excitement doesn’t last. Soon Arn, his aunt and his siblings (four sisters and one brother) are marching out of town with everyone else. And then the real horror begins.

And this book is horrific.

McCormick spent two years interviewing Arn and then  made the choice to tell his story as a novel because “like all trauma survivors, Arn can recall certain experiences in chilling detail; others he can only tell in vague generalities.”  It’s no wonder his mind has decided to compartmentalize; the atrocities he’s witnessed are almost unbearable.

But Arn does bear them. He survives the separation from his family, the endless work in the rice fields, the starvation, illness, walking miles and miles through the heat. He makes himself indespensible by learning to play an instrument, but even that doesn’t save him from witnessing the Khmer Rouge’s atrocities against men, women and children.

And then, even more horrible, Arn suddenly finds himself with a gun in his hand, fighting with the very people who have held him captive for more than three years. Never Fall Down is a survival story because Arn surely does that.

McCormick makes the decision to tell this story in Arn’s distinctive sing-song voice and it’s a wise choice. We see everything though his eyes and he is a truthful and unflinching narrator.

One night the girl next to me at dinner, she dies. She dies just sitting there. No sound. Just no breathing anymore. All of us, we eat so fast, no one even see this girl. Very quick, I take her bowl of rice and keep eating.

I guess we can never really know what we’re capable of until we are put in the situation where our limits might be tested. Arn was a remarkable boy and he has turned into a remarkable man, a champion for humanitarian causes around the world and the winner of many international prizes. Never Fall Down is a must read book.

This video explains  what happened during that period.

I also highly recommend the movie, The Killing Fields.

A-Z Book survey compliments of @brokeandbookish

It was the perfect day to think about books from A-Z, with thanks to Jamie who posted her own responses here

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Author you’ve read the most books from

Hmmm. Stephen King. I’ve read 13 novels and many, many short stories and his non-fic book On Writing. Reading King occupied much of my high school reading time, which is probably why the number is so high. I probably haven’t read a King novel in a decade, though. Back in hs I loved horror fiction and I loved the way he wrote. IT is my favourite novel by King and when one of my grade 10 students announced he’d never been scared by a book I handed him IT. He read it, loved it and, yep, was scared, too.

I have other authors I read voraciously: Thomas H. Cook, Helen Dunmore, Carolyn Slaughter, Helen Humphreys, Peter Straub are all authors I have read widely.

Best sequel ever

I loved The Ask and the Answer, Patrick Ness’s follow-up to The Knife of Never Letting Go.

Currently reading

Endangered by Eliot Schrefer

Drink of choice while reading

Tea. Or nothing. Depends on where I am reading.

E-reader or physical book

Physical books all the way, baby. eReaders do not appeal to me in the least.

Fictional character you probably would have actually dated in high school

Oh dear.  Joe Fontaine from Jandy Nelson’s The Sky is Everywhere.

Gale from The Hunger Games

I loved Augustus from The Fault in Our Stars

Henry from The Time Traveler’s Wife.

Need I go on?

Glad you gave this book a chance

The Book Thief by Marcus Zusak. It took me a bit to settle into the book, but once the fire caught there was no turning back and it ended up being one of my favourite books of that reading year. Same with Patrick Ness’s The Knife of Never Letting Go.

Hidden gem book

I don’t think Lauren B Davis’s novel Our Daily Bread got nearly as much priase as it deserved. More people need to read this book.

Important moment in your reading life

Finishing Jane Eyre when I was 11 or 12 changed my life and freed me from Trixie Beldon and The Bobbsey Twins forever. (Not that I needed to be freed from those books; I LOVED those books.)

Just finished

Every Day by David Levithan

Kinds of books you won’t read

I’m not a huge fan of straight-up Sci Fi, although Ender’s Game is on my TBR shelf. The same would be true for other genres like Westerns or historical fic. But, never say never.

Longest book you’ve read

Probably IT – 1104 pages

Major book hangover because of

Hmmm. I’m not sure what this means. I’m going to assume that this means a book that you couldn’t shake, like the dry heaves. Most recently that would be The Dark Heroine: Dinner with a Vampire, which ended up in my Book Graveyard

Number of bookcases you own

Not enough.

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One book you have read multiple times

Velocity by Kristin McCloy. Never tire of it…and I’ve read it many times over the past 25 years.

Preferred place to read

In bed.

Quote that inspires you/gives you all the feels from a book you’ve read

Recently – “Stories are important. They can be more important than anything. If they carry the truth.” from Patrick Ness’s A Monster Calls

Reading regret

That I really won’t have enough time to read all the books I want to. ::sigh::

Series you started and need to finish (all books are out)

The Hunger Games. I actually really liked The Hunger Games, I just didn’t read the next two immediately after finishing the first…and I should have.

Three of your all-time favorite books

A Little Princess – Frances Hodgson Burnett

Velocity – Kristin McCloy

The Time Traveler’s Wife – Audrey Niffenegger

(But to name just three is ridiculous.)

Unapologetic fangirl for

John Green. I have mad love for him. And that’s based on one book and his Crash Course YouTube series.

Very excited for this release more than all the others

I’d be very excited if Carolyn Slaughter released a new book.

Worst bookish habit

Buying more books than I can possible read. (The books on the white shelf with the clock on the top are my TBR books, plus I have a pile beside my bed.)

X Marks the spot: the 27th book of my shelf

A Recipe for Bees – Gail Anderson-Dargatz

Your Latest Book Purchase

The last book I purchased was The Madman’s Daughter by Megan Shepherd

ZZZ-snatcher book (latest book that kept you up way late)

The last book that really kept me reading way past my bedtime was The Fault in Our Stars