It is so easy to give myself a routine for each morning: coffee, write a blog post or a book review, work outside before it is too hot, walk before the sun wilts me, work on novel, and the list goes on. But the morning hours stretch into evening so quickly- the mild summer morning turns hot, dust is layered across the table tops, a pile of laundry admonishes me as I hurry past nd always, always, other things beckon. I tell myself I am lucky to have such a long list- one I will never finish for it replenishes itself, grows and sprouts other lists.
One task to top my list is to write down every book I read, with commentary. I had taken to scribbling a few comments in the back of each paperback so if a student or a friend asked for recommendations, I could remember the story and if it was worthy of passing on or to that person’s tastes. With a Kindle it is different, and thus posting them here was a great solution. Or so I thought. There is little incentive if I am the only one to read it, and I read a lot of books. Sadly, sometimes it is difficult to remember them soon after I finish, and with Kindle, I rarely know the title.
So here, a list I must come back to- to flesh out the details. For now, this will have do. It is my scribble at the back of the book- a reminder only, and if I have an audience, I will put it in the correct place on this blog.
Salt Houses by Hala Alyan follows a Palestinian family over many generations as they live through Saddam , 9/11 and more conflict. Good.
The Lady Brewer of London by Karen Brooks is about a woman brewer who beat the odds in Great Briton at a time most women brewers were small time and most of the brewing was part of a monopoly or male brewers or done by monks who would do anything to squelch their competition.
Where Butterflies Go by Debra Doxer. I actually remember the author because i was struck by the novel, in some ways similar to my own, though so different, but she was the first I had ever read who even mentioned the refugee camps set up after WWII. A great story of hope and resilience, in part based on her aunt who survived the Holocaust after suffering the worst tragedy that could befall any parent. I also contacted her and she was extremely kind and helpful.
The Underground Railroad by Colson Whitehead. My book club liked it, my husband is struggling to get through it, mainly , I think, because he has the factual mind of an engineer and Whitehead’s novel borders of magical realism. Spurred by the question, what if the Underground Railroad was a real railroad, he mixes a lot of historical research into the story of one woman slave who outlines somewhat metaphorically many of the injustices the marginalized suffered throughout our history.
Deacon King Kong by James Mc Bride. Some parts of this novel I loved, though I have to admit I was initially turned off by the title. I expected a giant ape, or some other sci fi. But the novel was based on Deacon, a poor black man from New York whose alcoholism caused led to a tragic story of love, but redemption and the wonderful people who supported him. It is a great insight into Black lives, and some of the colloquialisms were priceless. Though the ending was a bit too happily ever after to be realistic, it left me with a warm feeling. I recommend it.
Someone Else by Matthew George. This is an action packed story of a man who takes on the identity of another, a drug dealer, and gets in a lot of trouble over it. A clever, fun read.
Passage West by Rishi Reddi
The temperature is warming up and my dog is urging me to take her out, so I will return…..