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March 15, 2012

I am particularly interested in books in the following categories:

  • Historical fiction
  • Foodie lit or foodie memoir
  • Historical mystery or forensic-based mystery
  • Extremely well-written YA  genre fiction (no vampire romance or dystopia, please!)

If I request a specific title, I will do my best to review it in a timely manner. I will review books outside of the above criteria at my discretion.

Thank you so much for keeping me Surrounded By Books

– Elizabeth

Fifty Shades of Grammar from Grammarly

March 26, 2015

I’ll begin this post with a confession: I haven’t actually read more than a few pages of Fifty Shades of Grey.

I have read the first books of both series that inspired it. I did not enjoy reading Twilight by Stephenie Meyer or The Submissive by Tara Sue Me. I found both books troubling for a whole host of reasons: the questionable power dynamics of the relationship, questionable ethics, uncomfortable characterizations… that could be a whole post of its own. Based on commentary I have read about Fifty Shades in its book and movie forms, I feel fairly certain in the assumption that these flaws are exacerbated in the book and movie. But these thoughts are fodder for another post entirely.

I also found both books to be exceedingly poorly written, and have seen similar sentiments expressed about the text of the Fifty Shades series. To shore up my arguments against Fifty Shades of Grey, I should probably read at least the first book of the series. I can’t quite bring myself to do it.

The following infographic is a guest post, courtesy of Grammarly. I’m sharing it because it made me laugh, and it brought me up short, examining my own criteria for, and dismissal of, bad writing.
Grammarly: Fifty Shades of Grammar

Thank you, Nikolas Baron, and the Grammarly Online Partnerships team, for making me think…

Although, if I have to sit down and actually read Fifty Shades to make sure my own arguments are sound… I’m totally blaming you.

Terry Pratchett

March 12, 2015

Warning: this post may make you sad. It’s a sad day.

This morning, I found out that Terry Pratchett has died. I was at the library. Fitting. Some of my favorite writing in the Discworld series is in the riffs about libraries and librarians.

An ape librarian closes a book. “Ook,” he says sadly. #RIPTerryPratchett

— Brigid Coady (@beecee) March 12, 2015

Most of this post is a placeholder for quotations I want to add to it later. Because my favorite part about reading Terry Pratchett was always the asides, the little riffs and bits that ran alongside the narrative.

The three rules of the Librarians of Time and Space are: 1) Silence; 2)
Books must be returned no later than the date last shown; and 3) Do not
interfere with the nature of causality.- Guards! Guards!

 “Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving.” –  A Hat Full of Sky

No one is finally dead until the ripples they cause in the world die away—until the clock he wound up winds down, until the wine she made has finished its ferment, until the crop they planted is harvested. The span of someone’s life, they say, is only the core of their actual existence.
Reaper Man

“When you hit your thumb with an eight-pound hammer it’s nice to be able to blaspheme. It takes a very special and strong-minded atheist to jump up and down with their hand clasped under their other armpit and shout, ‘Oh, random-fluctuations-in-the-space-time-continuum!’ or ‘Aaargh, primitive-and-outmoded-concept on a crutch!’” - Men at Arms

Weirdly cheering thought, though: this means that, in whatever version of the Here/After your belief system espouses… Jim Henson, Douglas Adams, and Terry Pratchett are out there, making it more whimsical.

I think the best way people can honor the memory of all three is by finding a way to bring curiosity, whimsy and imagination into their lives today.

Good stuff I’ve read recently 3/5/15

March 5, 2015

Empathy: Remembering What It’s Like to be a Teen and How it Helps us Be Better Teen Services Librarians (from Teen Librarian Toolbox)

The thing I have often found about the staff who complain about teens in the library is that they have forgotten what it is like to be a teen. I understand wanting to forget, being a teen sucked in epic ways. That constant struggle between wanting independence and the adults around you fighting for control. The expectations. The stress.

I think this is an important read, not just for working in teen services, but for any librarian. If you’re feeling stressed by a customer service interaction (which is what all library interactions, at heart, are), figure out a way to tell yourself the other person’s story, to see if you can shift.

How Libraries are Adapting to Help Homeless Find Jobs, Health Services (HuffPo) Thanks to ChrisL for tipping me off to this story.

Librarians with The Queens Library in New York City work with the Department of Education to go into homeless shelters to hold library card drives, read stories to children, give away books and lead discussions with teenagers. The library also connects people to emergency food, shelter and legal services through a mobile phone application.

Pooling resources like this may seem obvious, but these agencies still don’t work together in many communities. Winklestein says that needs to change, since providing information to the public is what libraries are supposed to be all about.

“Librarians can’t solve people’s problems, but we can provide them the resources to solve their own problems,” she said.

Nothing else to say about the above story except… Yes. This! Exactly. This!

E-books Go Out of Fashion as Book Sales Revive (from TIME).

British book stores have good news for bibliophiles, reporting that more people have been buying physical books recently. What’s more, sales of e-readers have apparently slumped according to their reports.

This focuses on publishing stats from British bookstores, but I choose to see it as a vote of confidence for the paper book, and further, for the library shelving said paper books. Face it: technology moves at a far greater pace than our brains evolve. Ingesting stories and information from paper requires different sets of neurons than from screens, and I think the embrace of paper will continue for a while yet.

We Aim to Misbehave: Commencement Address from Dorothea Salo. Thanks to Pratt SILS student Laurin Paradise for putting this one on my radar. Transcript here.

And that’s what I have to tell you about all of us, every information professional worthy the name: we aim to misbehave.

Watch/read it. It’s inspiring.

Reading Slump

February 27, 2015

There’s something so satisfying about a book grabbing my attention, luring me in to its world and its characters, taking me wholly out of my head for a while. I also love the satisfaction of turning the last page, having gobbled the book all up. Yes, it can be bittersweet to leave the world and characters behind, but the feeling of having completed the book balances it out. I think tracking my book finishing as a mode of consumption, using things like Dewey’s Readathon or even the yearly list on GoodReads, with or without a charity element, contribute to the mindset of a finished book as an accomplishment.

That warm, fuzzy finished-book feeling has been in short supply of late. I’m fairly sure that I had the thought last semester, wistfully, about making a giant dent in my TBR pile upon graduation. Cue the (only slightly hysterical) laughter.

I have bookmarks in about three different books right now. One of which is the ever-present Sherlock Holmes anthology, which is really just beyond my mental range right now. I keep picking mysteries, science fiction, even the usually reliable YA up, paging through a few sentences, and wandering off. It’s frustrating, because I very much want the sweet, soothing power of lingering over a good book. And… not even short stories are doing it for me at the moment. I just don’t have the cerebral juice to tackle my TBR pile. (My Netflix queue of silly crime drama, on the other hand…)

Probably I shouldn’t be surprised. I landed myself an astonishingly awesome project (more on that later, she said mysteriously) right at the end of January, and as I dig deeper into it, I very much have the feeling of still being in school. Especially with the deadline looming. Whee!

But, since I’m not technically in school, it took a while to dawn on me. I’m still reading about libraries and learning and writing like a student… so I should keep reading my genre fiction like one. Bring on the YA fantasy. Bring on the small wholesome towns that seem unstuck in time. Bring on the mysteries that zoom along with more verve than violence. And for now, shelve the rest.

And pass the coffee, this former student has some writing to finish.

One of these days/weeks/months/years… I will read Gotham. Really, I will.


Interesting Things I’ve Read Recently

February 21, 2015

What Happened to the Harlequin Romance? in which The New Yorker takes a look at the economics of publishing romance novels and erotica in the digital age. Fascinating commentary on digital media, publishing and reading cultures.

for the past several years, Harlequin’s sales have declined as people have started getting their romance from erotic—and often self-published—e-books instead of grocery-store paperbacks. Last week, News Corporation announced it would acquire Harlequin from its parent company, Torstar Corporation, for about four hundred and fifteen million dollars—not much more than Harlequin’s revenue last year.

Not discussed: any demographic data on overlap between romance readers, consumers of genre fiction in e-book form, and readership of The New Yorker. I remain curious on this point.

The Decentered Library Network Presence  by  Lorcan Dempsey does an elegant job of bringing together recurring themes and thoughts I’ve pondered about the library as space, doing outreach in the digital sphere, meeting information needs. All said more beautifully than I could ever hope to do.

Think for example of how aspects of user engagement have been unbundled to various social networking sites (Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, Flickr, …), or of how parts of the discovery experience has been unbundled to Google Scholar or PubMed or to a cloud-based discovery layer, or of how some library services are atomized and delivered as mobile apps, toolbar applications, or ‘widgets’ in learning management systems and other web environments external to the library’s. The library website is now a part, albeit an important part, of this evolving network presence. In this way, the library network presence has been decentered, subject to a centrifugal trend to multiple network locations potentially closer to user workflows.

And he nails it on describing some of the qualms and hesitations about embracing social media: the process is unquantified, strategies are still new, and collaborations between departments are essential, but still uneasy at making a go of the social, decentralized library.

How Professor Godzilla Learned to Roar is charming in so many ways.

“For a long time, I thought I had serious work, but I realize all the books that I wrote about Japanese history, most of the people who read them were my relatives,” he says. “Whereas I wrote about a giant rubber monster rampaging through toy cities in Japan, and tens of thousands of people read it. So I’m actually real proud to be known as the guy that studies Godzilla.”

And then there’s this. Oh, New York Post.image of New York Post front page Headline: Freezing His Nuts Off



Booking Through Thursday: Collections

February 19, 2015

Booking Through Thursday logoToday’s Booking Through Thursday is a good one:
Do you prefer to read collections that are all of works by the same author? Or collections by different writers? Consistency or variety?

Good question. For me, the type or overarching theme of the collection and what I’m in the mood to read are going to be more of the deciding factors in what anthology or literary magazine I decide to pick up, rather than the authorship of the collection. If I’m in the mood for spooky short stories, I’ll pick up an anthology by Neil Gaiman, for example. And I’ll probably be equally happy reading Fragile Things (all Gaiman stories) or Unnatural Creatures, an anthology he recently edited. Same is true when I’m in the mood for essays: It will usually be about the thematic topic, whether one author or many. I need to seek out more collections of  foodie memoir/essay, because my appetite for them (yes, yes I did) is basically insatiable. I can’t possibly have read all of what’s out there. For science fiction and fantasy, I know I enjoy both multi-author collections and single author collections of stories. I have a couple of short story collections by Connie Willis that I really like, though I don’t consider her a good idea to read all at one sitting because her screwball whimsy gets a little similar after one or two stories in a row.

I always feel like I should read, and ideally like The Best American anthologies of whatever topic. I think various well-meaning people have given me The Best American Poetry and I tend to find the poetry alienating and no fun. Prickly and depressing. The fiction too. I don’t like the way the New Yorker does fiction either. A lot of people drinking wine and talking about people and writers like them and affairs and hating each other in beautiful apartments.

I haven’t decided where  poetry fits in this categorization. I hadn’t thought of a book by just one poet, like, say Billy Collins, in the same mindset as a collection of stories or essays. but I guess it is a collection, and sometimes an entire collection, selected from various works over the course of the poet’s life, to mark how their craft has transformed and evolved. Whether I read a collection of poems by one author, or an anthology of different poets, I’m going to dip in and out and browse out of sequence. Any anthology is more going to be something that I read in a browsing mode, rather than reading sequentially. That’s why reading poetry on the Kindle really bugs me. Lack of ability to browse. There’s also the fact that the formatting and line breaks seem to get weird, inevitably and the formatting gets all strange.

But not all anthologies of multiple authors or poets are created equal. I’m definitely not a fan of the Best American anthologies in any form. My very favorite anthology series is Poetry 180, edited by Billy Collins. Any time I browse through the pages, I find a poet I already know and like, such as Ted Kooser, Carol Ann Duffy, Stephen Dobyns, or Thomas Lux, or make a new discovery to pursue, like Naomi Shihab Nye, or Charles Simic. Not altogether sure what I’m reacting to when I like those anthologies and like others less so. The sensibility of the poetry that unifies both Billy Collins’s own, concrete language, warmth in the writing style? Who knows? I wish there were more anthologies in the 180 series. In the hopes of finding a similar collection, I picked up Garrison Keillor’s Good Poems for Hard Times, but I think my sense of his personality has fed what I think about his poetry choices. It’s all very Lake Woebegone, where the hoary, homey, vaguely plaid wool upholstery and doilies go, hearing Keillor’s voice in my head as I read. The poetry winds up feeling fusty and not so modern. I strongly suspect I’m selling it short, and should revisit Keillor’s picks.

All of this leads me to daydream: what would I put in a collection, if I were editing? I’m ashamed to admit, I’m probably not widely read enough to do it justice.

Book Recommendations from Russ: Part 2

February 18, 2015

This is the second installment of book recommendations from my friend Russ. Part 1 can be found here.

Thanks again, Russ!

Jacket image, The Forever War by Dexter FilkinsThe Forever War, by Dexter Filkins. Sometimes embedded, sometimes one his own, sometimes sleeping under a dusty coat rack in the blown-out remains of the Lower Manhattan Century 21 on the night of September 11th, Filkins has been covering conflict and the Middle East forever in the New York Times. Largely a collection of essays about his time covering the War on Terror in Iraq and Afghanistan, it also jumps back to his time covering them before most Americans could find them on a map. His then-and-now perspective, coupled with spending much of his time among civilians make the book an important record of how war affects those adjacent to it more than the combatants. Anyone who reads and loves Junger’s War (which can be over-simplified to “War is risky, but it’s the ultimate male-bonding exercise!”) should follow it immediately with The Forever War as a reminder that someone has to clean up when the shooting is over.

Jacket image, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas by Hunter S. ThompsonFear and Loathing in Las Vegas, by Hunter S. Thompson. Teeters, rum-soaked and acid-addled, on the line between literary non-fiction/memoir and fiction. With names changed to protect the inspiring identities, two characters resembling Rolling Stone journalist Hunter Thompson and respected Chicano advocate and lawyer Oscar Zeta Acosta spend a couple of weekends in Las Vegas. Thompson is supposed to be on assignment and Acosta is trying to get a break from the strife engulfing the Chicano movement in LA, but both use the trip as an excuse to get twisted on any vile substance they get their hands on. Ether binges at the Circus Circus, acid trips in a Mint Hotel bathtub, smoking hash in the back row of a Debbie Reynolds stage show, all while bemoaning the loss of the energy that fueled the 60s counterculture, and the conservatism on the horizon as Nixon’s star rises in the early 70s. The stoner kids will find it on their own, so recommend it to kids who are sick of what’s getting assigned in English class.

Jacket image, Bringing Down the House by Ben MezrichBringing Down The House, by Ben Mezrich. Nonfiction … or maybe not so much. Mezrich gets approached by an MIT grad named Kevin at a party. Aware of his own reputation as a writer, Mezrich is really tired of people telling him, “I’ve got an interesting story for you,” and expects Kevin to do the same. He does, then drops a neatly-wrapped stack of hundred-dollar-bills on the counter. It is half Kevin’s story of going from a bored nerd at MIT to flying to Vegas every weekend with fake IDs, staying in lavish suites and raking in hundreds of thousands of dollars at the blackjack tables. The other half is Kevin teaching Mezrich how to count cards and sneak large amounts of legal but undeclared cash through airport security. Several figures given pseudonyms in the book, including Kevin himself, have come forward to allege events were composited, mis-ordered, or entirely fabricated, so the veracity of the book is at best open to debate (more details here). Still a damn good read, recommend it to smart teens with a healthy sense of mischief. (Note from Elizabeth: I agree! This book is great fun!)

Jacket Image, Public Enemies by Brian BurroughPublic Enemies: America’s Greatest Crime Wave and the Birth of the FBI, 1933-34, by Bryan Burrough. A detailed history of Depression Era gangsters and the growth they spurred in the FBI. John Dillinger, Baby Face Nelson, Machine Gun Kelly, the Barker Gang, Bonnie & Clyde. Their bank robberies, car chases, and kidnappings are exploited by J. Edgar Hoover to turn himself into America’s top lawman and the FBI into America’s Police Force. Painfully well-researched and written like an epic novel, Burrough leaves nothing out and puts more information in the footnotes alone than some text books put in all their pages. The pinnacle of crime writing, recommend it to anyone who likes gangster movies and/or history.

Jacket image, Cutting for Stone by Abraham VergheseCutting For Stone, by Abraham Verghese. It’s narrated by one of a set of twin brothers who grow up as the adopted children of two Indian doctors living and working at a small hospital in Ethiopia in the 1950s. The twins complicated birth killed their mother and drove away their grief-stricken father, the hospital’s only surgeon. Their childhood is marked by tragedy and increasingly chaotic politics, until the narrator is forced to flee Ethiopia’s dictatorial government. He attends medical school abroad, becoming a surgeon himself and is reunited with his estranged father by chance. Written with poetic beauty, the book touches on forgiveness, coming-of-age, family and cultural histories, and Verghese’s philosophy on how to be a good doctor. Recommend it to anyone who might considering a career in medicine or loves deeply human stories. I was turned on to it by a friend who just finished med school and wants to move to Cambodia.

Jacket image, Let the Great World Spin by Colum McCannLet The Great World Spin, by Colum McCann. New York in the 1970s, turbulent and busy and strange. Everything stops for a minute when residents see a man tight-rope walking between the newly-built Twin Towers. Inspired by but fictionalized distinctly from Phillipe Petite’s real-life tight-rope walk, McCann weaves together the stories of several New Yorkers who see the walk, and the various meanings they take away from it. One of the most beautifully-written books I’ve ever read, he manages to write across multiple characters in the first-person with unique, believable voices for a moving and human narrative. Recommend it to anyone who likes Cutting For Stone. I wrote a nice note in my copy and gave it to Dr. Cambodia.

Jacket Image, The Thin Man by Dashiell HammettThe Thin Man, by Dashiell Hammett. Snarky ex-private detective and snarky socialite wife insist they’re not trying to solve the disappearance of an acquaintance. No one believes them, so they start investigating because what the hell. The jokes hold up 80 years later and Nick and Nora’s banter still feels fresh. I recommend it to anyone who likes good detective stories and wise-assery. Good introduction to Hammett for people who like Chandler, but without the stuffy morality that weighs down Chandler.

Jacket image, Fight Club by Chuck PahlaniukInvisible Monsters, Fight Club, and Survivor, all by Chuck Palahniuk.  I debated whether or not to include these, and ended up deciding the more the merrier. Invisible Monsters is about a model who tries to rip herself away from the self-destructive narcissism of the fashion world. Fight Club is about guy who feels neutered by the modern world and finds empowerment by organizing the eponymous club. Survivor is the story of the last remaining member of a suicide cult who becomes a self-help guru. But then they’re also Chuck Palahniuk books, so everything flies out of control in the most spectacularly insane ways possible. Later books of his use the same extreme story-telling, but suffer from less interesting themes or pseudo-philosophizing. They are, however, never dull or uninteresting. Books for the disaffected teen in your library, looking for something to fill the void left by finishing Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas.

Russ Voss is a New York/New Jersey-based photographer and printer who loves fencing, movies, and all things creative. He should be a more voracious reader than he is, but he’s working on it.


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