Favorite Social History Books- a list

Cultural history fascinates me.  A multidisciplinary look at largely unquestioned, unexamined cultural norms, critiques of everyday rituals, the ordinary things we take for granted.  I happily read books from many disciplines that tread this territory: anthropology, sociology, cultural studies, American studies, women’s studies, journalism.

Reading National Geographic, by Catherine Lutz and Jane L. Collins, and Illness as Metaphor by Susan Sontag:  These two are the kind of thing you’re more likely to find if you take anthropology or sociology courses in college.  (That’s where I found them.)  They are both elegant, fascinating examinations of language and cultural perceptions, and how language can shape and influence cultural perceptions at the deepest level.  Using tightly woven language, each tackles larger questions hinged on simple things- how relatives talk about a cancer patient, or how a carefully constructed documentary full of ideologically managed images gets marketed and accepted as a true account.

Bobos In Paradise, by David Brooks:  A whimsical and very insightful look at “bourgeois bohemians” that touches on what has since morphed into the fair trade and green movements.  The social cachet and commodification of adventure and fair trade.  Things like having “exotic” “native” art in your sprawling suburban home, or the notion of world music.

Something From the Oven: Reinventing Dinner in 1950’s America, by Lisa Shapiro.  Heard about this on Sassymonkey’s book blog, and I’m hooked, just a few pages in.  It’s about the disconnect between marketing prepared foods to women, and the fact that they were still cooking homemade food, despite magazines of the time that swore the age of the housewife in the kitchen was completely over.  It’s full of interesting, terrifying recipes conceived by convenience food companies,  like canned tomato meringue and the truly frightening things that can be done to Jell-O.

Reading Pledged felt a little voyeuristic, or at least cinematic and strange, because my college wasn’t part of the Greek system.  I found the exploration and analysis of sorority culture to be largely respectful.

Color: A Natural History of the Palette- Victoria Finlay.  She goes through, color by color, and traces the history of the colors of the rainbow, what dyes and pigments were made from, and how they were distributed geographically.

Travels With Barley: A Journey Through Beer Culture in America- Ken Wells.  I love this book.  It’s a series of explorations of beer culture, from microbrews to dive bars to Anheuser-Busch.

Confederates in the Attic, by Tony Horowitz, should be on this list.  I’ve never actually finished it, though.  I know a fair number of Civil War re-enactors who feel tremendous disdain for Horowitz’s portrayal, and their vehemence put me off the book.  I should definitely go back and read it now, though.

As I make this list, I’m trying to remember one I read at Vassar, an ethnography of particle physicists at a supercollider lab.  Help!  Anyone know the one?

Published in: on June 25, 2008 at 11:58 pm Leave a Comment
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Reading Many Books at Once

Usually, I’m the sort of reader who doesn’t like to have too many books going at once. At most, I’ll have a book I’m reading, and maybe some nonfiction or an essay collection that I’m browsing at a slower pace. I know many people who are happiest when they’re in the middle of three or four books.  I thought of myself as a much more sequential reader.  However…

In recent weeks, I’ve been inundated with books. It’s great! I’ve got one I’m reviewing, so I’m still dipping back into it at intervals, even though I’ve technically already read it. I’ve got a collection of essays going. Another book I just started to review, and one I ordered from the library. And more waiting, in both the to-read and to-review pile. It’s very good.

Here’s the roundup:

The Sister- Poppy Adams. Finished reading, need to write review.

Aberrations- Penelope Przekop. Just a few pages in, and it’s intriguing. Also reviewing this one. This is the only novel I’ve ever heard of where the protagonist has narcolepsy.

Eat, Pray, Love- Elizabeth Gilbert. The collection of essays. I’m about two thirds of the way through. So far, I like the Eat section the best, where she waxes poetic about Italy.

Something From the Oven- Laura Shapiro. Is waiting for me at the library. Sassymonkey is reading it, and I got intrigued.

And then there’s also a constant stream of James Herriot audiobooks. I listen to them at night, to help me wind down. Currently: his collection of cat stories. I’d love to find other gentle sorts of mellow audiobooks that work as good pre-bedtime listening. Kids’ and YA books work for this too.

Notes for Future Posts

A few notes to myself.

Write posts about: favorite words, my favorite bookstores.

I think only a few of my friends know who James Herriot is! I’m overdue a post singing his praises. I especially like the audiobooks.

Also, I am long overdue for a post about Cherry Ames.

I should challenge myself to re-read the only three books I remember ever actually hating: The Catcher In The Rye, by J.D. Salinger; Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austen; and The Man in The High Castle, by Philip K. Dick.  And blogging about the experience, of course!

Published in: on June 22, 2008 at 12:45 am Leave a Comment

Bookslut at the Beach

I have grown very fond of the Mystery Strumpet over at Bookslut.com.  Clayton Moore cracks me up.  And has some witty observations about summer reading.    Go take a look!

Published in: on June 17, 2008 at 4:30 am Leave a Comment
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What I Like To Read

It’s a natural question to ask a book reviewer. Every time I’m asked, I wish I had a more compact answer ready. The most important thing, though, is the fact that I am open to reading, and reviewing, outside of my typical, default reading habits. Although I have tendencies, I enjoy the challenge of reading outside of them, and trying to articulate my sense of what I’ve read.

I like well-written prose with a strong sense of history or place. That’s true of anything- fiction, nonfiction, mystery. I focus on characters. I prefer characters who have redeeming qualities (or a reason to be elegantly, mythically villainous.)

I am very fond of travel writing and food writing, especially with rich detail and humor.  (My funny bone is skewed towards language-rich wordplay and puns, and also British and Irish humor.)

I like using fiction and literary nonfiction to explore unfamiliar knowledge bases. Kathy Reichs is a current favorite mystery writer, as is Aaron Elkins. People keep telling me to check out Patricia Cornwell, but I haven’t yet.

I like some genre fiction, science fiction and fantasy, but I can be picky about it. It needs to be strongly character-driven, and believably humanistic. (Though that’s a strange adjective when you might be dealing with interstellar creatures.) I like speculative fiction as a clever mirror held up to larger questions about our own society. I have read a fair amount of Orson Scott Card, some Heinlein, and I keep meaning to read both Bradbury and Asimov.

I have tremendous respect for Young Adult books. There’s a lot of innovative, clear, concise writing with strong, believable characters, both in mainstream and speculative fiction aspects of the genre. I think Diane Duane’s Young Wizard series is a more interesting vision of wizardry than the Harry Potter books, because it posits wizardry in a more real-world setting.

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Words and Their Personalities

A book I’m reading is making me wonder… is “curmudgeon” a gender-specific term, applying only to men? Let’s check Webster’s: “a surly, ill mannered, bad-tempered person; cantankerous fellow.”

Yes- it’s pretty much a male word. “misanthrope” conjures less of the grumpy-old-man image. To me, though, misanthrope sounds more rarefied, academic. As though the way a misanthrope is disliking people is clinical, anthropological, studied, and distant. (Maybe I’m reacting to the shared root of <i>anthropos</i>.)

Funny, though, how paying attention to words and descriptions opens up some very intense, often visual imagery. Colors, weight, heaviness- all shadings of meaning that come from a word or its synonyms. I’ve written poetry for years, played with formal verse, or picked apart word choices at a very specific level. In the book I’m reading, with the female curmudgeon, she makes lists of words she likes, and words she thinks are odd or silly. It’s been ages since I did something like that. (And, unfortunately, also a long time since I wrote a poem.)

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The Gift of Rain (Book Review)

Clashing cultures and shifting allegiances

The Gift of Rain

Tan Twan Eng

Weinstein Books, 448 pp., $23.95

Reviewed for the Star-Ledger 6/8/08

518 words

Tan Twan Eng’s haunting debut novel is a complex tale of identity and betrayal, steeped in the culture of colonial Malaya. Or, more specifically, the culture clash. “The Gift of Rain” pivots on the fulcrum of the Second World War, unfolding its mystery both forward and backward through time. This lushly multi-layered novel, a finalist for the Man Booker Prize, is sure to become a book club favorite.

When readers first meet Philip Hutton, he is an old man, a former aikido champion and master teacher, left alone with his memories. There are oblique, mysterious hints of some dark loss.

An unexpected visitor with close ties to his past forces him to confront the regrets and betrayals that haunt him. Most of the novel works backward, probing the choices Hutton made as he came of age in Penang in the years before World War II. At the center of his story is the memory of Endo-san, the Japanese diplomat who taught Hutton aikido. Endo-san was more than a sensei of martial arts, and Philip’s bond to him was one of duty, obedience, love and treachery in this life — and perhaps previous lives.

Rich in a sense of history and place, the novel unfolds its secrets gradually. Readers who loved the lyrical prose of “The Kite Runner” or “The God of Small Things” will immerse themselves in Tan Twan Eng’s poetic descriptions of Penang and its nearby jungles during the years surrounding the war.

The son of a wealthy British trader and a Chinese woman, Hutton is uncertain of his place in his English family and with the larger expatriate culture of Penang. Endo-san gives Philip a sense of grounding, of purpose and place. Through Endo-san, he can begin to reconcile his Chinese heritage with his English one.

However, during the brutal Japanese occupation, Hutton’s reliance on his sensei and allegiance to the Japanese become complicated. Torn between his bond to his sensei and his need to keep his family safe, all the choices available to him will end in betrayal. He will either betray the fragile peace he has made with his mixed heritage, or he will betray the deep bond between sensei and student, even as Endo-san’s allegiances become questionable.

“The Gift of Rain” rises and falls with the slow grace of aikido, one of the “softer” styles of martial arts. Rather than attack using force, aikido focuses on learning to fall correctly, and to use the attacker’s momentum to counter and neutralize the attack. With this in mind, the slow pace of the story becomes a philosophical choice, revealing the pattern of actions and complex loyalties with a meditative clarity. The image of the ukemi, the special grace a student of aikido uses to absorb the force of a fall and to rise unharmed, recurs throughout the book.

Because Hutton tells most of the story to expunge the memories that haunt him, the rhythms of the narrative become haunting in their own right. Readers with the patience to await the story’s slow unfolding will be rewarded with a dark and beautiful tale of shifting allegiances.

Published in: on June 12, 2008 at 4:14 pm Comments (1)
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Feministing.com: Good Wishes All Around

Jessica Valenti, over at feministing.com gave my article a very gracious shout-out on her site.

And she gave Jeff Siegel’s fantastic photos another chance to shine.  Turns out Gwynn Cassidy, pictured with Jessica for  the article, was actually starting to have contractions while she was at the party!  And over the weekend, Gwynn gave birth to a healthy baby boy, Gideon.   So even more congratulations are due:  Congrats to Jessica on her book, feministing.com on its 4 year anniversary, and to young Gideon and his parents!

Published in: on June 11, 2008 at 3:08 pm Leave a Comment

Staying Up Late Reading

I stayed up far too late finishing Comfort Food. Twice, actually. On my second reading, the one that was going to make the review come together beautifully in my head, I plowed through and read to the very end, fighting to keep my eyes open, because I was enjoying the flawed but earnest characters and tasty prose so very much. And really, that’s the best thing you can say about any book!

So, now I am sleepy, getting ready to face my day (and get the review written). I am also thinking that I should make an official designation for books, both assigned reviews and ones I read on my own, that I stay up far too late reading. With some clever name. Which I am too sleepy to think of at present.

There is also the flip-side. The cuddly, comforting books I turn to when I’m having trouble sleeping. Re-reads of childhood favorites, like The Westing Game or anything by James Herriot.

Update: Announcing the first ever “Cinderella Award” for a book that kept me up way past my bedtime! More to come, and possibly an awards ceremony.

Feministing Book Signing Party (for ChelseaNow)

Here is a piece I wrote, covering the fourth anniversary party for the blog feministing.com.

I am using the link, rather than posting the full text here, because the photographs, taken by Jefferson Siegel, are really wonderful.  The celebration was tremendous fun.  I enjoyed meeting with the writers and readers of feministing.com, and working with Jeff Siegel to cover the piece.

Published in: on June 9, 2008 at 3:20 pm Leave a Comment