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Best Reads of 2008 January 31, 2009

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jessica T @ 2:52 am

Alright, guys and gals, we’re drawing this year’s book review marathon to a close with…

-The Top Ten Books I Read All Year -

in order of bestiness, starting with the least good and working toward the most magnificent.

Drumroll? Anyone?

10. Love Is A Mix Tape: Life and Loss, One Song At A Time by Rob Sheffield

I’m a big fan of mix tapes. I made my first one the summer after I turned 8, and it featured the stylings of Patty Larkin, The Four Bitchin’ Babes singing this little number , and in a move that probably frightened the neighbors when I plugged my stereo into the outdoor jack on our back patio and turned the volume up, a little Rain Dogs. I soon graduated to recording my favorite lite rock hits on my clock radio alarm clock, and, as some of you now might be victim to by now, when Napster rolled into town, I was a CD burning machine. In college, I burned CDs for all occasions – birthdays, parties, gifts – and met all sorts of friends who did the same for me.

So I picked up this book because it was kitschy. They sold it at Urban Outfitters. I wasn’t expecting to enjoy it as much as I did, or be moved as much as I was.

This is the memoir of Rob Sheffield’s young life, each chapter beginning with the tracklists of a mix tape that would become poignant during the story to come. The first mix tape was for a school dance, where the shy, geeky kid was given his first taste of the power of music – suddenly, he was controlling the songs to which kids would DANCE – he could show off his obscure but hip music tastes, orchestrate strategic slow dance opportunities, and, best of all, the prettiest girls in school were coming to Rob, asking him to please please PLEASE play his favorite song.

But this book isn’t all cute anecdotes and reverence for the rise of alternative music in the early 1990s; this book is a story of love, between Rob and his girlfriend, then wife, who would die unexpectedly from a pulmonary embolism at a tragically young age. Love of music united Renee and Rob from the beginning of thier relationship- they met at the only arena for alternative music in their rural university town, a restaurant with a music venue in the basement – and when Rob was left alone a few years later, it would be the boxes and boxes of mix tapes she left behind that would remain as his lasting connection to her. This book will probably break your heart, but Rob manages to write his story in a light, laugh-out-loud style. I listened to this book on audio, read by the author – and I wished myself more places to drive so I could finish it all the sooner.

Buy this for: the last person for whom you made a mix CD, for your girlfriend (maybe with a mix, if you want to impress her with your devotion to her), or perhaps a companion for one of these nifty gifties?

Amazon Link | Baby Got Books Interview with the author

P.S. If you like themed mixes as much as I do, or maybe even a small percentage as much as I do, because I do like them a lot, then check out what my good buddy, and #1 mix CD sharing pardner, Frank is up to. His new blog, My Mixed Up Week, launches in the 2009, and he will be posting themed mixes on a WEEKLY BASIS, and might even send you a personal copy? It’s gonna be fun. I can sense it.

9. The Awakening by Kate Chopin

Thirteen years after I first threw my classroom copy of The Sign of the Beaver to the floor with disgust and said “Please give me back my Alice book, kthnx,” I have finally, finally FINALLY grown to appreciate historic fiction. And this book had a great part in this miracle, let me tell you.

Edna Pontellier is a turn of the century wife and mother, living among the wealthy elite in New Orleans after her marriage to a successful businessman. The book begins by detailing the Pontellier family’s extended holiday in the resort area of Grand Isle. Days are spent dining and socializing with the right kind of people, people who Edna doesn’t always like, while the children are tended to by nannies and the husbands either talk business or take the ferry back to the city to do business. With all this free time, Edna has the opportunity to make new friends, including Robert LeBrun, a much younger man who shows her attention and affection that she can’t help but accept. By the time the holiday draws to a close, Edna realizes that she is falling for him, but Robert is leaving for a business trip that will take him out of the country for an indeterminate amount of time. Returning to New Orleans, Edna liberates herself from her home, her responsibilities, and finally lets herself live the life that traditional laws of the wealthy Creole culture don’t want her to live.

Not to say that The Awakening is historical fiction. The book was published in 1899, for heaven’s sake. But although this is a piece of classic literature, I didn’t find myself tripping over the language or, alternately, rolling around in it. I didn’t read with any particular interest in who the narrator, Edna, would end up with. I read it as commentary on being female, both in Upper Class New Orleans for housewives, but in the Now for Me. Edna takes steps in this book that put her outside the norm, and she is alternately rewarded and punished for those choices. And while the choices and options for women in American have grown and grown and grown, there are still times when I feel like Edna, boxed into expectations that I can’t understand, and even like some of the other female characters, like Adele Ratignolle, who is a portrayed as content to tend her brood and serve her husband.

After reading Chains, The Astonishing Life of Octavian Nothing, and The Awakening, I am now very interested in history. It’s more than learning how to tie knots from an Indian in the woods. It’s about how society has grown and evolved, how the mistakes we made will travel through generations, and gosh darn it, I want to know more.

Buy this for: your favorite feminist, or pair it with the most excellent, National Book Award nominated The Disreputable History of Frankie Landau-Banks by E. Lockhart, which I read twice this year, but haven’t mentioned on these here lists because, oh, last year I gave it first billing. A great look at early roots of feminism and how those same principles play out today, for teenagers.

Amazon Link | Um, a full text version of the book online? Oh technology…

8. The Book Thief by Markus Zusak

Finally got around to reading this book that Every. Body. Loved. and duh… I loved it.

Liesel is the daughter of a Communist. However, since she lived in Germany during Hitler’s reign, she was separated from her mother (who was probably “taken care of” shortly after) before she even knew what a Communist was. On the trainride to her new home, she watched her younger brother die, and stole her first book: The Grave Digger’s Handbook. When she is left with the Hubermanns, this book is all she has left of the family she once knew, and she doesn’t even know how to read.

But what really makes this book unique is that there is someone watching Liesel – it is her story, for certain, but she is not the narrator. The narrator is Death himself, the carrier of souls from one world to the next, who met Liesel for the first time and was the only witness to that first theft. Death meets with Liesel again and again as she grows up in Germany during the Holocaust amidst a cast of idiosyncratic neighbors, family, and friends, watching over her life as he goes about his very strenuous work during this time of great violence.

I can’t really explain more of the details of this book without giving anything away, but this really is one you need to read to understand. Death narrates the story with the exhausted sorrow of any human faced with death day after day, the sympathetic humor, and an eye for details. Liesel grows from scared, lost girl to a strong young woman, and it is evident that it isn’t just Liesel’s merit that helps her do so, it is the power of the community of people who, despite obvious differences and dislike for one another, have a common respect for each other that defies some of the awfulness that is happening around them.

I’d put this on the shelf next to Everything Is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer. If you enjoyed that one, you’ll definitely appreciate The Book Thief. In terms of YA, this book does have a lot of violence, but it’s about as clean as the driven snow. My 15-year-old sister is reading it for English next trimester. It’s a Big Honking Book, but if you’re up for a challenge, do try to muscle through this one. Markus Zusak is doing some amazing things with the young adult novel. I probably don’t need to tell you this, but he’s one to look out for.

Buy this for: Those who cry over Schindler’s List, teens who aren’t afraid of a Big, Bad Book, or pair it with Everything Is Illuminated.

Amazon Link | Markus Zusak

7. Fat Kid Rules The World by K.L. Going

This was the absolute first book I read in 2008, and as I listened to the kind of amazing audio recording by Matthew Lillard (yeah, that Matthew Lillard), I knew it would be one of the best books I read all year. Perhaps of all time. Please don’t ask me to list my favorite books of all time.

Troy Billings has just about given up. He’s a 296 pound teenager. His father, retired military, can’t stand him, and neither can his athlete little brother. He doesn’t have any friends, no girls give him a second look. Ever. He’s standing on the edge of the subway platform, trying to decide if splattering himself would be funny. Everything about a fat kid is funny, he’s learned, and if he’s going to commit suicide, it shouldn’t be funny. But someone interrupts his contemplations and that someone is Curt McCrae. Curt is a legend at his school, and has that aire of mystery that comes with celebrity. Most people hadn’t even met Curt, just heard about him. Heard he was playing with a new band that might open for KingPin. Heard he was homeless. Heard he was dead. And Curt walks right up to Troy on the other side of the yellow line and completely rocks his life. Troy goes from friendless to having a constant, smelly, drugged out companion, one who insists that Troy, who has never picked up a drumstick, is going to be his new drummer at his upcoming gig at one of the hippest underground clubs in the city.

The best part of this book is the voice. Troy, despite his physical failings, has got something to say. And when Curt enters his life, he wavers between clinging to the first real friend he’s ever had to running screaming from his wild, unpredictable behaviors. But the transformation of Troy’s life is equally Curt’s influence and Troy’s reaction to Curt. He learns to relate to his father and his brother, and all sorts of other touchy-feely things, but the world is pure lower-middle class NYC, and in Curt’s case, that place where some teenagers end up between school and the real world that can be pretty scary. This setting makes the choices in Troy’s and Curt’s lives more important, more life or death. In Troy’s world, there’s always room for sarcasm, for humor, but for anger and defeat as well. Jeez, after 12 days of this nonsense, I think I’ve lost my ability to say anything smart about books, but take my word for it: this is one you’ll laugh and cry with, and probably wish there was a sequel.

Buy this for: Teenaged boys (so hard to buy for…), or teenaged boys (or girls) who think that the more obscure their music is, the better.

Amazon Link | K.L. Going Online

Alright, the rest on the morrow. The grand conclusion. Exciting, I know!

 

Dramarama by E. Lockhart January 31, 2009

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jessica T @ 2:51 am

Hey! It’s an E. Lockhart book I’ve never blogged about before!

Well, don’t hold me to that. I just really don’t feel like looking, and I don’t remember writing about it, and there’s the previously mentioned mind-mush to contend with…

P.S. I only have one more application to submit/pay for, then all’s left is a buncha envelopes and a trip to the post office and I am D-O-N-E-DONE!

Anyway. This here book was something that helped me procrastinate my grad apps. This is like, the third year that I’ve tried to “study” YA books and try to figure out how they get written, how stories are told, et cetera et cetera.

So I read, and I took notes. I wrote down little things I noticed about the storytelling technique, the pacing, the dialogue. And although I was looking for more specific, Do-This-To-Get-This-Effect kind of ideas, I found myself jotting down a lot of tidbits about the characters and how their relationships developed.

That’s really what stories are all about, right?

What did I learn?

First of all, Dramarama is a great deal of FUN to read, especially if you are a musical theater junkie. I wouldn’t consider myself one… although I’ve had my moments (okay, had my YEARS) of theater madness, I have recovered. That being said, I still found this book to be FUN STUFF, full of stressful auditions, crazy directors, and songs both invented and of the show-tune variety.

The Plot: Sarah Paulson is too big for Brenton, Ohio. But expressing her Bigness around the white bread, the-blonder-the-better classmates never seems to get her anywhere, so she reigns herself in. Except at dance class, where she chances upon a flier that changes her world. At her audition for Wildewood’s Summer Theater Program, she meets Demi, a ballsy baritone who hides behind his straight-boy drag at school. Around Demi, Sarah can be as big as she wants to be. In fact, she’s so big, she needs a new name. When they waltz onto Wildewood’s campus together, they are Demi and Sadye – best friends, ready to be stars. Demi slides into the theater life effortlessly, landing roles and boyfriends with equal success and vigor. But the world might not be ready for Sadye, nor Sadye ready for the challenges and injustices that pave the road to Broadway.

So this book is chockfull of theater references, lines from certain songs, and other delightful musical theater goodness. But I really don’t think that a non-theater person should run screaming. E. Lockhart – what a genius! – keeps the story in the eyes of Sadye who is a theater outsider as well. She might love showtunes, but when it comes to politics and practices, Sadye is in the dark. And its her New Kid In School insecurity that gets her into trouble, time and time again.

This is ultimately a solid Girl In A Pickle type young adult novel that touches on all sorts of hot issues. Am I good enough? Am I in love with my gay best friend? Am I racist because I’m trying not to be racist? Am I supposed to sit here while my director humiliates me, day after day?

And Sadye is a fine narrator of her experience. Read, and you won’t be disappointed.

Also, you may find yourself watching this song and that song on YouTube. For weeks.

Oh, and bonus fun for diehard fans!

 

What I Saw and How I Lied by Judy Blundell January 31, 2009

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jessica T @ 2:46 am

Finished this little number while ellipticalling at the gym last night. I was looking greatly forward to reading it – it won the National Book Award, and, at the time,I was squarely in a retrolicious, Mad Men State of Mind. Still am, actually, especially since I finally started listening to Revolutionary Road. And what a cover! A little noir-y, with a girl who looks just a little too young for that lipstick…

Evie is just a little too young for lipstick, too young for that dress, and too young to fall in love, or so says her mother. That stuff is for grown-ups, like her mother and Joe, Evie’s stepfather who has just returned from the war. They are in love for sure, and when Joe suggests they get away from Brooklyn for a week, Evie and her mother pack their bags and hop in the car. But Palm Beach isn’t the oasis Evie imagined. It’s off-season, the city is basically deserted, and the only people staying in the hotel are busy with those grown up activities that Evie just isn’t allowed to do. It’s boring. Until Peter checks in.

Peter is a grown-up too, but Evie doesn’t care. Taking cues from the women in her life – her gorgeous mother and the kind guest, Mrs. Grayson – Evie sets out to draw him to her. But she’s too caught up in her schoolgirl romance to notice the grown-ups are up to something too. And that something could be very, very dangerous.

Compared to past National Book Award winners, this book definitely flew under the radar. I’m not sure it lives up to its predecessors – the you’ll-laugh-you’ll-cry charm of The Absolutely True Diary of A Part-Time Indian, or the completely epic The Astonishing Life of Octavian Nothing, Traitor to the Nation. And I’m pretty sure Frankie Landau-Banks got robbed. But What I Saw and How I Lied deserved to be a contender, for sure. I really enjoyed this story.

Evie is caught between childhood (a world that doesn’t tug on her heartstrings or anything) and a womanhood she’s not equipped to handle, and this book is her coming of age tale. Her voice really captures her specific point of view – she’s fascinated by details of adult life, excited to be away from the neighborhood where everyone knows everyone, but she occasionally falls back into the cliches and expectations of her childhood. It lends itself for a mix of apt descriptions and moments of introspection. And the relationships between Evie and her mother and stepfather are so layered and authentic, I wanted to eat them up, I swear. I wanted a whole book about her mother, what she was like as a child, and what Joe did while he was in the war. And the love interest, Peter, is certainly worthy of Evie’s admiration. And of course, the plot. There are twists. There are turns. The story gets more and more noir-ish as the pages turn, and nearing the end I was flipping pages faster than I could read them.

I liked it. I really did. In fact, if you’ve read something like this book, let me know, cause I’m gonna run out and read that one too.

 

State of the TBR pile January 31, 2009

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jessica T @ 2:45 am

Well, friends, I’m off for the weekend to the Land of Limited Internet Access.

The boy and I will be spending some Quality Time together – exchanging gifts (yes, I picked something), blowing through LOST Season 3 and the like. Oh, and dining with every member of his extended family, I’ve heard.

So I will be back on Sunday night, and until then, here are some good books:

Just Finished…

1. The Underneath by Kathi Appelt cutest book of life. review pending.

2. 1776 by David McCullough FINALLY!

3. What I Saw and How I Lied by Judy Blundell review here

4. French Milk by Lucy Knisly does the phrase “Adult Graphic Novel” make anyone else nervous?

Still Working On…

5. What Is The What by Dave Eggers working so-so-so hard on this one!

6. Measure of a Man by Sidney Poitier

7. Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates totally loving it.

8. Good Masters! Sweet Ladies! by Laura Amy Schlitz

Looking forward to…

9. Reading Like A Writer by Francine Prose

10. The Spectacular Now by Tom Tharp read the first few pages of this one, and I…uh… want to read it NOW

11. The Smile by Donna Jo Napoli christmas book! yay!

12 American Wife by Curtis Sittenfeld

P.S. Anyone else looking forward to the ALA book awards going out on Monday? Just me? Wait, nobody else is following the live feed on Twitter? Oh boy.

 

The Underneath by Kathi Appelt January 31, 2009

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jessica T @ 2:44 am

This is one of those books that’s been staring at me from one of my many New Books displays for quite some time now. It was published in May, which means it probably sat, unread, for at least three months.

I am so dramatic. People do check out books – even GOOD books – all the time! In fact, a quick check proves this book was checked out three times before I got my hot little hands on it.

Anyway, I digress. This book was published awhile ago, and the buzz has been buzzing ever since. Someone told my mother it was “The Best Book I’ve Ever Read In All Of My Life.” Now I don’t know if I will go that far, but about two chapters in, I was already nodding along with the insanely glowing blurbs on the back cover. And that’s saying a lot! Look at this!

“Rarely do I come across a book that makes me catch my breath, that reminds me why I wanted to be a writer — to make of life something beautiful, something enduring. The Underneath is a book of ancient themes — love and loss and betrayal and redemption — woven together in language both timeless and spellbinding. A classic.”– Alison McGhee, author of the New York Times bestselling Someday

It did make me catch my breath. It reminded me of the beauty of words and the beauty of nature. And classic? Well, yes. It has all the qualities of a Charlotte’s Web, a James and the Giant Peach.

The Underneath is the story of a calico cat, abandoned on a lonesome strip of road in the bayous of Western Louisiana. She finds shelter in The Underneath – the area under the porch of an isolated home. A chained up hunting dog, Ranger, lives there too, because his owner – a grizzled, ruthless loner named Gar-Face – accidentally shot him in the leg and wants nothing else to do with him. When the calico cat gives birth to twin kittens – a boy and a girl – they are a family of four, safe in The Underneath, not leavin except in the night to hunt for sustenance. And they are happy – Ranger happy for the company, and the little kittens happy to roll around and play-hunt and be with their mother. But when Gar-Face notices he has unwanted tenants under his porch, he sets of a chain of tragic happenings that separate the family and leave one member stranded in the threatening, eerie grounds of the swampy bayou.

It’s pretty easy to see the charm in this story – animals with families and friends, some suspense, a villian, et cetera. But where this book really shines, in my opinion, is that it doesn’t read like a picture book. Instead, Kathi Appelt weaves into her story folktale-like themes that tie the characters feelings to the greater feelings and energies in the world around them. She gives every creature in the bayou motivations, memories, and meaning – even the trees take a central role in the plot! And along with the story of the animals under the porch, there is an incredible story that took place thousands of years ago on the same land – a 100 foot long alligator, still living and preying, and a giant snake Grandmother who is trapped in jar buried deep beneath the earth. These semi-mythic creatures make the setting more vibrant and deepen the impact of the story. These characters have their stories as well, stories that recreate the stories told by native people on all parts of the globe.

I’m not one to be swayed by talking animals – hell, I whine that no one checked it out but I didn’t check it out either! – but this story is not cheesy in the least. I’d think this would be the perfect bedtime story book for a third or fourth grader – animals, a little suspense (but nothing *too* scary), and the writing is beautiful enough for any parent to enjoy. The National Book Award folks AND the Newbery committee would probably agree with me :-)

Kathi’s Website | Booklist’s Story Behind The Story

 

 
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