Double Trouble for Rupert

Double Trouble for Rupert by Ethelyn M. Parkinson (1958) This is an early collection of stories by my favorite kid's book author, Ethelyn M. Parkinson—apparently stories she published in the 1950s, 11 of them, collected in this paperback, published by Scholastic Books Services. I'm sure I got my first copy when we had those book buying days in grade school, where we'd get a catalog and select the books that looked interesting, order them, and then get money from parents to pay for them. It was exciting and one of the early things that made me love reading. Pretty much every story here has to do with some type of childhood anxiety that's resolved by the end of the story. Rupert Piper is a regular sixth grade kid, curious, mischievous, figuring things out. He's got some like-minded chums, and is at odds with his teachers and the girls in his class. For the most part, not as interesting and weird as later Rupert Piper volumes (more stories, and some short novels), but this book is pretty easy to find, plus it has really good illustrations by Mary Stevens, including a pretty classic cover of Rupert relaxing, eating a huge sandwich.

The Lost Art of Reading

The Lost Art of Reading by David L. Ulin (2010) is subtitled: “Why Books Matter in a Distracted Time.” I'm not sure what led me to this book, but right away I got into it; it felt like talking to a friend about books and reading—something I wish happened more often, since it's my favorite thing to think and talk about. It's essentially an extended essay about where literature is in this time of increasingly fragmented ways of engaging (well, c. 2010, or so, which isn't really so different than 2017). He talks about ebooks and reading on the screen vs. reading actual books—just his observations, how he feels these things evolving. Mostly, though, for me, the book is a kind of inspirational mediation on how important reading and literature is to him—a “quiet revolution”—as well as some other people he quotes from—and it's often very much in line with how I feel, and it gives me hope in a very deep way.

Between the World and Me

Between the World and Me by Ta-Nehisi Coates (2015) As a young kid at some point I thought about my family history, why there is no record or memory of it, kind of blithely imagining wanting to cover up a romantic past of cartoon pirates plundering for our fortune. Then later I thought, maybe we were from criminals. But only recently had it occurred to me that this relative wealth and comfort in which we live is a direct result of genocide and exploitation of slave labor, not very long ago. The more you learn, the worse it gets, and climbing into a hole of anesthesia only works for so long. As human beings, we are thinkers, constantly weighing what we've learned with what we've always felt, and as thinkers we are in continuous evolution. I believe that anyone will find something in this book that changes the way they think, to some degree, if not a lot. The book is written in the form of a letter from Ta-Nehisi Coates to his young son, and much of it is fueled by anger inspired by experiences, including his upbringing in Baltimore and later the murder of a friend by the police. There is much to not feel good about, but ultimately I found the book inspiring because there is poetry in the honesty and direct closeness you feel with his grappling with the knowledge of atrocity along with inspiration from the beauty still evident in the world. Also, it led me to read James Baldwin's essay, “On Being White . . . and Other Lies,” which, if you haven't read it, makes a useful preface to this book.

But What If We're Wrong?

But What If We're Wrong? by Chuck Klosterman (2016)  This book is subtitled: “Thinking About The Present As If It Were the Past”—its basic premise, more or less—is a lot of speculating about how people in the distant future will see the time we are living in now. In my first year of college I had a class called “Current Topics in Astronomy” and the professor started out by saying that 90 percent of the stuff we would discuss will be proven wrong. I don't think I'd ever heard something like that at that time and I still think about it. This book goes into a lot of speculating about everything from science to pop-culture, mostly in a pretty easy to understand and often pretty breezy and humorous way. I had a lot of fun reading it, and it made me look at lot of things differently. It doesn't feel like anywhere near the last word on this subject, of course, but it's a great way to get you thinking in this direction, which I think is important for people to do, to some extent. If nothing else, it's strangely more comforting than disorienting, at least to me. I'm someone who is aways going around talking about stuff like how I think future society will look back at us and see the plague of automobiles as one of the tragedies of the 20th century, so yeah, this is kind of the book for me, but I think anyone who likes to think about things will like it.

The First Bad Man

The First Bad Man by Miranda July (2015)  There were a few points while reading this novel that I could have just not gone back to it, just because of the extent to which it made me squirm; sometimes it's hard for me to look at human beings at all, much less under a microscope. I kept going back because I wanted to. I won't elaborate on details, because really, the less you know before reading this the better. It doesn't hurt, either, that it's written with the precision of short story, and there is a story, surprisingly twisty and turn-y as a really good mystery, and it's satisfying. And in the end, as hard as the human beings depicted here—some of them—were to love, I loved them.

The Tower Treasure

The Tower Treasure by Franklin W. Dixon (1927)  In the late 1950s the publisher of Hardy Boys books started revising them to make them more up to date, so when I read the books as a kid I read mostly revised editions. I didn't discover this until I was in my thirties, and decided to reread them all in their original editions, which are much better written, and in many cases a lot weirder. When Leslie McFarlane wrote The Tower Treasure (he was the ghostwriter for the first 16 books, plus some later ones) he had no idea they would become the iconic boy detectives and not just one more of many, many kids' adventure books. Most of the Hardys' characteristics are in place in this first book, but it's much more meandering. An early chapter goes into great detail about a prank pulled by their friend, Chet Morton. Later there is a long episode about the boys confounding the police. A huge difference between the early books and later versions is that Chief of Police Collig and the Hardys have little respect for each other. It's fun noting these differences, but also it's interesting how contemporary the books, written in 1927, actually feel. Also, how well written these early books are; there is a real sense of desperation involved with solving this mystery, and the consequences of failing, and the writing overall, I maintain, rises above the level of pulp adventure stories to literature.

All The People

All The People by Stephanie Barber (2015)  This book is a collection of 43 short pieces (of prose writing) though I'm not sure what best to call them (I don't like the word “pieces” to be used for writing). I read them the way I read poetry, taking a necessary break between each one. Most (but not all) are first person, and they all have a strong sense of the individual doing the talking (or in some cases, referred to). They are very much like individual portraits, as a strong sense of the person is evoked with each, but each one also creates a narrative—though maybe, in most cases, implied—and maybe continued in your own mind, more than described. At one point it occurred to me that they reminded me of paintings, in that many create a much larger world than what is on the page. A postscript suggests “Vade Mecum” as an alternate title, and I needed to look up that Latin term, which is used to describe a kind of reference book that a person might carry with them (which then becomes dog-eared and soiled, which, in a book, is equal to love). But which more literally means (I think) “go with me”—maybe apt for this book, which asks you to visit some people who may be unlike yourself, and some places that may make you uncomfortable, though at the same time might find wonderful.

Walkable City: How Downtown Can Save America, One Step At A Time

Walkable City: How Downtown Can Save America, One Step At A Time by Jeff Speck (2012) As someone who doesn't own a car, bikes a limited amount, and pretty much walks most everywhere I go (when not with someone else), walking and the city I live in is something I think about as much as I think about anything. This book was really engaging to me—I don't usually read entire non-fiction books, just parts, or do a lot of skimming, but I read it cover to cover, kind of feeling in the company of a friend with a similar passion. It was weird, when I got to the last chapter I started feeling like I had some problems with it, maybe knowing it was coming to an end, or maybe it was getting less specific and more into the realm of politics, or maybe more complex issues like WHO are the people we're talking about—the people in cities, some who care about other people more than others. THAT subject is bottomless and endless and important. But most of the book was more about the specifics of urban areas, the relationships of structures to modes of transit to the people using them and living there. A lot of what he says is reinforcing things I always think about, so that's nice, but even better I learned some new things and was forced to think about some very specific problems and solutions in different ways, because some of the things he proposes seem counter-intuitive at first. I could go more into the particulars, but then I'd be re-writing the book. I hope all city planners check this book out, and are aware of his ideas here. I might actually re-read this book at some point, or else go further with similar reading he refers to.

the life-changing magic of tidying up: the Japanese art of decluttering and organizing

the life-changing magic of tidying up: the Japanese art of decluttering and organizing by Marie Kondo (2014)  This book almost lost me because I first was skimming it, and looked at the part about books. Marie Kondo says she only keeps about 30 books (and with books that had some really great phrase, tore that page out and discarded the rest). If you feel like I do—that books are to some degree sacred objects—that attitude is kind of rough! Obviously people are all different, and what is most important to them varies. So I tried to keep an open mind and read on. Her point about keeping books you will never read, and never touch, even, since it's squirreled away on a shelf, is a good one. I like her idea that you should get out all of your books and actually handle them all, and keep the ones that spark joy. That is really the basis of what she says to keep and discard in general, and that is good advice. Overall this book was really helpful and inspirational to me, to try to dig out of my borderline-hoarder nightmare apartment. Her take on clothing is especially helpful. The major thing I changed after reading this was to start folding my socks, rather than balling them up—generally treating my socks better—because for me, if there is one item of clothing that has that kind of sacred quality that books have, it's socks.

All About Love: New Visions

All About Love: New Visions by bell hooks (2000) She calmly goes through every wrinkle and variation of anything anyone has ever referred to as “love” since the beginning of time and creates a kind of model for living. While I learned some things reading this book, it's stuff I feel like I need to learn again (and probably again and again)—you don't just easily assimilate things this elemental by reading a book, at least not reading it only once. I feel like I personally am far from being able to live up up to her ultimate model of someone who is really exploring what love is in an evolved and healthy way. Maybe I'm getting closer. Reading the book definitely moved me closer, but I don't know if I'll ever get there, at least not in this lifetime. Anyway, here's a quote from the book I was compelled to copy down: “To be loving is to be open to grief, to be touched by sorrow, even sorrow that is unending.”

Mystery of the Desert Giant

Mystery of the Desert Giant by Franklin W. Dixon (1961) is number 40 in the Hardy Boys series, originally published in 1961, making it very much one of the “new ones”—as it was originally written well after they had started revising the old titles. I will not read any Hardy Boys after number 40, and this one is pushing it, and it's not very good. I mainly re-read it for nostalgia, because I remember having a positive reaction to it as a kid. The interesting thing about the story is the Hardy Boys are investigating the disappearance of a man near the Native American desert “Blythe Intaglios” at the Arizona/California border, which are figures etched into the landscape, only able to be seen by them in their small plane. These things really exist, and you can now find them with satellite maps, so that would have been especially cool when I was a kid. I guess at that time I wasn't entirely sure if they were real or made up (same as the Hardys!)

Patience

Patience by Daniel Clowes (2016) Having read most of what Daniel Clowes has published since the Eightball comics, I was a little alarmed by the ending of Patience. Was this a happy ending? Was I feeling let down by that? Which made me think about happy endings. Why do I like the stories, and movies, with bummer endings? Well, I don't so much, necessarily, it's just that, of course, “happily ever after” always feels false. I suppose since a story has to end—while the world goes on—I like endings that come across as true to how I feel about life; feelings which are generally ambiguous, complex, and often disturbing, and about learning something crucial but then being more confused than ever. Patience is big and loud, fast moving, fun, and the bright colors are almost blinding. You get caught up in the narrative and can't help but charge along, wanting to see what happens next and how it's all going to turn out. But as bright and bold (and often very funny, and odd) as the book is initially, please note that the closer you look the darker it gets. Once you reach the final page, you will definitely enrich your experience by going back and rediscovering a lot of the details; the color yellow, the recurring eye injuries throughout the story; random bits of dialogue and thought that say more than they seem to. Clowes often likes to hide almost microscopic clues in his stories, both in words and images. I ended up finding some things I didn't see the first time through that were very disturbing indeed. Eventually I'll go back and read it again, and I'm confident I will enjoy it even more the next time. No doubt I'll come across something hidden that changes my entire take on the story. And I'll still feel like there is more to discover.

Rendezvous with Rama

Rendezvous with Rama by Arthur C. Clarke (1973) I read this book when I was in high school and I still think about it, so I thought I'd re-read it. Not disappointing! It's set in the future when there are various space colonies (Moon, Pluto, Mars) and exploration ships. An alien spaceship makes its way into the solar system, heading for the Sun. It's like a 30 mile long metal cylinder and a party make their way inside it to explore. It's spinning, to create artificial gravity, and there's an entire landscape inside, complete with light source and ocean. The best thing about the book, to me, is the imagining of this landscape and world in there, and then the exploration and discovery of increasingly weird stuff, little by little. Apparently a few people have tried to get a film off the ground, including Morgan Freeman. I've read that he wants to keep it true to the spirit of the book, where it doesn't try to explain everything. I imagine, however, that the big companies who would have to finance a fairly expensive project like that would want to turn it into a horror movie with shit jumping out at you, scores of gruesome deaths, fights, chases, good vs. evil, and a sappy explanation of it all. Maybe it's best if that never happens.

The Wonderful Flight to the Mushroom Planet

The Wonderful Flight to the Mushroom Planet by Eleanor Cameron (1954) - This is the first of the Mushroom Planet series, about a small, secret planet orbiting around the Earth. I read it when I was in grade school, and again May 2016. It's interesting how much science there is in the book, for 1954, considering where we were with manned space flights at that time. The strangest thing about the story is the question of how much of this is real and how much imagined, which is never really answered, for sure. Or maybe I'm confused. I know I was confused when I read these books in grade school (there are five in the series) - they kind of freaked me out! Eleanor Cameron wrote a lot of books, including a series about a young woman named Julia Redfern, which I might read later.

Laura

Laura by Vera Caspary (1943) - The novel that the movie, Laura, was based on. I read it a few years ago and reread it in May 2016. In some ways it's exactly the same as the movie, but also, of course, very different. The book is five sections, each told from a different point of view of the various characters. Waldo Lydecker is first and by far the best. My interest in Laura is that I'm basing one of the ten sections of my new novel, K2 (working title) on the movie, and what always seemed to me a secret, underlying narrative, or alternative reality. A mystery that is never solved.