31 July 2012

July Unbookening

"Libraries are always paradoxical: they are as personal as the collector, and at the same time are an ideal statement of knowledge that is impersonal, because it is universal, abstract, and so much larger than an individual life." - James Wood

Got 3 books to review
Had 1 returned to me (who wants to borrow my copy of GONE GIRL next?)
Checked 8 out from the library
12 in

Lent 3
Returned 5 to the library
Donated 19 - 2 to the Saint Marks Little Free Library, the rest to Housing Works
27 out

Did I say four unread Henry James novels? I meant five. Yeah... five. I guess I know what I'll be doing in a few months. What's your favorite James? I've only read THE TURN OF THE SCREW so I have my work cut out for me.

30 July 2012

Not going to lie, I was curious, but not for this price. Also, a little skeptical about this course's affiliation with Columbia given its website.

60. Walker Percy, THE MOVIEGOER

Binx Bolling is just looking for something to hold onto. I lost count of the number of times Bolling, the protagonist (one could not say hero) of Walker Percy's debut novel THE MOVIEGOER remarked on the physicality of women around him as "solid," "fleshy" or "big-bottomed," all these words used without judgment but rather observationally. (Richard Ford, also, luxuriates in the physical description of humans without judgment. Maybe this is where he learned it.)

The solidity of these women is marked against the evanescence of Binx's sense of direction, physically and psychologically. Having returned from serving in the Korean War to his family in New Orleans, Binx (one of the great first names in literature, honestly) has a just-okay job, is trying to seduce his new secretary without putting in much effort and gets the most excited about catching a glimpse of an actor filming in the French Quarter. He wouldn't describe himself as a man without possibilities, but which to alight on?

His ennui did not make me sympathetic. I think at the time Bolling's plight of not wanting to follow in the path his family set out for him -- law school, settling into a practice, getting married -- could have been perceived as revolutionary even without some kind of impetus on the other side. Yet I failed to see him as a southern Frank Wheeler, beating wildly against his passions, because he didn't seem to have any. He isn't so much stranded as overparented (in this case, largely by an aunt who is pushing him to move into her guesthouse) and undermotivated. In 2012 I fear we would call this a "manchild," but in 2012 it might not be a plot at all because, hey, he has a job, passing love interests, a hobby. It was unclear to what higher plane he even wanted to ascend, because they all seemed like work to him. Binx's troubled cousin, Kate, who has a history of suicidal behavior and is in the act of running away from her imminent marriage, cuts a much more dynamic figure in THE MOVIEGOER, and also seems to be his other real passion (but maybe I was reading between the lines too much).

I got my '70s mass-market paperback from blogmigo Wade Garrett, who should tell me more specifically why he didn't like this book because I think our reasons were similar.

Ellen vs. ML: 58 read, 42 unread.

Next up: SCOOP, by Evelyn Waugh.

27 July 2012

“The fact that A. J. Jacobs wrote this in 20 minutes, hung over in bed and dressed in his rubber-ducky pajamas, bespeaks of his superior talent.”
- Gary Shteyngart's blurb on Jacobs' New York Times essay on giving out too many blurbs. My blurb on this piece would read, "I loved it and hope he comes out of retirement by the time I have something for him to blurb."

I love wordplay, but this is a bit forced. (Out early next year from Skyhorse. Next up: FIFTY SHADES OF DORIAN GRAY. Not a joke.)

26 July 2012

Filmbook to be: Trailer for "Cloud Atlas" (2012)


Cloud Atlas - Trailer [VO|HQ]

Holy shit.

Erica Jong on FIFTY SHADES OF GREY: "Her bad writing keeps pulling you out of the fantasy"

Last night I went to a panel on the effect and influence of FIFTY SHADES OF GREY in American culture. At the beginning of the night, moderator Amy Lee of event host McNally Jackson said, "Just to get this off the table, we're not going to be discussing the book's literary merit," whereupon the Blythe Dannerish woman next to me looked up from her iPhone (where she was texting someone named Pity) and called out "There is none!"

Most everyone at the event seemed to agree with her on that count, although perhaps there would have been a few champions who were too cowed to speak out. Though not billed as such, the discussion to me represented a takedown of the book at hand and, simultaneously, a passionate defense of the right to fantasy (though some were more passionate than others).

"It's been helping my backlist, God only knows why," said Erica Jong, who criticized FIFTY SHADES' poor writing and hackneyed premise from her position as the author of the groundbreaking FEAR OF FLYING. While she allowed that "solving a mixed-up guy is something we've all tried to do in our lives" and expressed the hope that FIFTY SHADES would blow open the doors of literature to more writing about sex, Jong questioned the idea that people are really getting ideas for their own sex lives from this book. That cause was taken up primarily by Ian Kerner, a sex therapist who by his own admission had only skimmed the book (and at one point compared it to "True Blood," which was weird) but stressed the difference between transgressive fantasy (in which anything goes) and the reality that most Americans are "extremely bored" in their relationships and find themselves in "sex ruts."  

New York Times contributing writer Daniel Berger described it as a "sex novel in the guise of a romance novel" but also defended it as "giving permission" for people to enjoy erotica, even reading a passage from the book as someone in the audience made a retching noise. He also pointed out that the furor over FIFTY SHADES is less about its fantasy content, which is already readily available, than the perception of threat or damage that comes of walking that "uncomfortable boundary" between pop culture we all talk about and sex we don't all talk about.

This was one of several ways the media was taken to task for how they covered FIFTY SHADES; Febos mentioned a disturbing Newsweek article positioning the book as a threat to feminism (surprise, Katie Roiphe strikes again!), and writer Roxane Gay joked, "Of course the media are always shocked as shit when women have fantasies." She also compared it to "Magic Mike" as a hallmark of the monetization of the female gaze, without dismissing the book's more problematic aspects such as its heroine's near-constant vulnerability and that it "requires a suspension of disbelief that few people are capable of" as it "pretends to empower women."

"People have been writing these fantasies in their journals since the beginning of time," put in Melissa Febos, a former professional dominatrix who was the most open among the panelists about her personal reaction to FIFTY SHADES. "There's always going to be simplistic, poorly written fantasies." Berger concluded to a rumbling of disagreement, "Maybe porn can't be literature. It doesn't lend itself to that language." Yet the panel cited several erotic works that they considered literature including LADY CHATTERLEY'S LOVER, THE STORY OF O, Anne Rice's SLEEPING BEAUTY trilogy, THE UNBEARABLE LIGHTNESS OF BEING and A SPORT AND A PASTIME, while laughing over the idea that sales of TESS OF THE D'URBERVILLES are spiking because an early edition of the book is exchanged as a gift in FIFTY SHADES.

25 July 2012

New York's own Little Free Library

On Sunday I walked over to the Saint Marks Little Free Library, the newest book-related establishment in my neighborhood. Like the marriage of Bookmooch and Etsy, the Little Free Library movement encourages individuals to better their communities by building micro-libraries (or glorified take-one-leave-one shelves, if you will) in their towns. As the frequent beneficiary of such shelves, I am in love with this idea, but would people really respect it? New York's only Little Free Library is a wooden box like an extra-large birdhouse, but mounted on a pole at pedestrian height like a mailbox, in the rapidly gentrifying neighborhood of Prospect Heights in Brooklyn. Spotting it from the corner of Saint Marks Avenue and Vanderbilt, I was surprised, for some reason, that no one was at it at the time; in fact a few of its neighbors watched me approach it without comment. The stash inside when I visited was mostly children's books, of the early-chapter-book variety; there was also a copy of Carl Hiassen's YA novel HOOT and a few Patrick O'Brians shoved in on the left side. The box was almost full already. To test the waters I left a few good hardcovers in there with a note suggesting the takers email me. We'll see if it works -- probably nothing will come of it. The feeling of peeking inside that tiny house as if I were getting away with something can't be matched anyway. I'll definitely check inside the box again -- it doesn't hurt that the site is around the corner from one of the Heights' best dessert vendors, Ample Hills Creamery. (Get the salted crack caramel. You're welcome.) My only other excursionary note is that on my walk to the Little Free Library I saw a man in, I swear, a Westish Harpooners T-shirt with "Skrimshander" on the back. I should have stopped to ask him about it but I was too bowled over to say anything. Who are you, person with clear good taste in literary shirt?

24 July 2012

Living to tell the tale

A handful of #fridayreads ago I mentioned I was reading Sarah Manguso's THE GUARDIANS, a slim memoir about losing a friend before his time and having to reckon with the circumstances of his death and the stories that would now go untold about him. My friend Em (a long-ago camp pal, now a high-powered publishing person) offered to send me Manguso's first book, saying she liked it even better than THE GUARDIANS which I found fairly gripping even with its narrow scope.

THE TWO KINDS OF DECAY covers a period much earlier and slightly more internalized in Manguso's life, when she developed a rare autoimmune disorder. In the space of a few months during which Manguso was in and out of hospitals with what looked like a case of chronic fatigue or maybe a virus, she went from a thriving college junior to a patient who could barely leave her room because she needed all of her plasma replaced on a regular basis. So sure were she and her parents that she would be back, the first few times she was hospitalized they didn't even clean out her dorm room.

Manguso's style of writing lends power to her recounting of her ordeal by the number of things she leaves out that might be otherwise standard in a facing-your-own-mortality chronicle like this. To me, Manguso's disease represents the first kind of decay as the coating around her nerves disintegrates, leaving her practically unable to move, but as her condition takes up more and more of her life, her view of the world and its possibilities shrinks to the hospital bed till it's almost unimaginable that she will get up again. This is the decay of confidence, of viewing her condition as an anvil perpetually about to drop on her head. Yet Manguso writes about it so movingly, she relies on a perspective I wouldn't expect her to have on her ordeal, making it imaginable.

This isn't the kind of book you would want to buy for someone suffering from a chronic illness, necessarily, but a friend or family member may appreciate it to be able to enter into the mindset of someone who is going through something like Manguso's ordeal.

23 July 2012

NYC: Book Culture Amazon Local deal

My beloved Book Culture which I used to live three blocks from in Morningside Heights has a Amazon Local group deal today. Please buy it, and then go and way overspend to support this great bookstore.

"Bad timing" or great timing?

It's understandable that Simon & Schuster would try to soft-pedal its official biography, due out this fall, of Penn State head coach Joe Paterno. On the other hand, it might be of even more interest due to the scandal and people wanting to see how the book handles it, and as the first substantial work (though probably not the last) to determine how this affects Paterno's legacy. I for one wouldn't want to avoid it based on the suggestion that the writer might be too sympathetic in it... I guess depending on degree. If this book argues what a few supporters have been arguing about Paterno, despite the evidence in the Freeh report, that would be another matter.

At least they didn't stick with THE GRAND EXPERIMENT for a title.

19 July 2012

Getting caught reading?

I love posting about what I see people reading on the subway, and the blog Underground New York Public Library is like a glorious visual enlargement of that. Photographer Ourit Ben-Haim captures some incredible images of regular old subway riders captivated by their books of all shapes, sizes and colors.

That said I feel like it's a slight invasion of privacy to post people's photos without permission, even for so glorious a cause. What about people who are reading books they don't want their work supervisors or friends to know about? (You could say, "Then they shouldn't read them on the subway," and maybe you'd be right in saying that.) Maybe they have other concerns, like privacy around where they live (and what lines they take) for personal reasons.

Ben-Haim's website offers this answer:
Is it wrong to take photographs of people without their permission?
Legally, it’s not wrong. There are legal limits to what I can do with the photographs but none of those things are things I’m doing or interested in doing.
Ethically, it’s a gray area. The ethics of Street Photography is a topic that I continue to reflect on. I’m not running amok taking photographs without any regard for my subjects. Street Photography is a complex art form with its own subtle language of communication. I listen to cues when I see them and I present my subjects respectfully. For an alternative answer to this question click here
"Legally, it's not wrong" is a fairly entitled attitude to take. Just because she claims she's not "running amok" doesn't mean that everyone in the subway is giving her permission to be captured.

Would I let Ben-Haim use my picture, if I caught her in the act? I don't know. Which is more, my desire to see UNYPL succeed or my desire not to become a meme on Reddit? (That would be more "in my interest" than as Ben-Haim argues in a subsequent post that me being put on film is in our collective interest.) I guess the point is, I probably wouldn't catch her, because I'd be too busy reading.

Fugly is the new YA

Last night I went to see Heather Cocks and Jessica Morgan, AKA the "Fug Girls," at WORD Bookstore in Brooklyn.

If I ever get to go to the Oscars, I will email the Fug Girls and beg for their style advice so as not to embarrass myself on the red carpet. Most of the time, though, I visit their site Go Fug Yourself for the jokes, not the practical tips. Runaway blog successes are a dime a dozen now, but GFY was one of the first I remember. The site serves up examples of celebrity how-not-tos like "Scrolldown Fugs" (outfits with great tops and terrible bottoms) and "Fug the Covers" (terrible magazine design) as well as hosting the annual "Fug Madness" fashion bracket. (Vanessa Hudgens won this year.) Cocks writes posts in the voice of Britney Spears, a tradition dating back to her 2007 breakdown, and sometimes "Intern George" (Clooney) answers fan mail and random spam.

Cocks and Morgan, who now work on the site full time, met as writers at that old recap paradise, Television Without Pity, and bonded over their love of sports and ridiculous celebrity fashion. The writers have recently branched out into YA with their books SPOILED and MESSY, which they write alongside 5-6 posts a day each. I haven't read SPOILED and MESSY yet, but I gather that they follow two daughters of an aging blockbuster actor, one who grew up in Hollywood splendor, the other who only finds out about her famous parentage as a teenager.

Cocks and Morgan said they collaborate on each chapter, after trying to each write one character and finding that took too long. "I know since there's two of us people think we each write half the book," Morgan said, "but really it's more like we each write a whole book since we're always editing each other."

18 July 2012

Unbookening fun update

Can you guess which author is the most represented in my pile of unread books right now? Here are some clues...

1. He is a dead white man
2. He's an American, but spent some time abroad
3. Jonathan Franzen is a big fan
4. His brother was also a writer, although I haven't read his best known work yet either

So I just read a lot, and ride my bike around the school



Aimee Mann stands on a library table (and wears a ridiculous coat) in "Ghost World," her song as homage to the comic of the same name. Sorry for the terrible non-synced video, it was the only one I could find.