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Saturday, September 07, 2013
Closed for Business
Overwhelming family obligations make it impossible for me to continue producing Book Chase at anything approaching a regular basis. For that reason, I am reluctantly hanging a "Closed for Business" sign on the door for at least the immediate future.
This is not a decision I reached easily, but no other choice really makes any sense. I want all of you to know how much I have enjoyed our book discussions for what has been almost seven years now. Perhaps one day I will be able to get back to what I enjoy most in life, hanging out with book people and immersing myself in the whole world of books. Right now, there are just not enough hours in the day to let me do that.
Please know that I will be reading other blogs as much as I can squeeze them in. So keep reading, guys, and let me know what you are finding out there. I will miss you.
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Wednesday, September 04, 2013
Son of a Gun
Son of a Gun, the new memoir by
Justin St. Germain, at first glance appears to be simply a son’s eulogy to his
murdered mother. But it is much more
than that because of how St. Germain uses his mother’s story to reflect also upon
the precarious blue collar struggle so many people face today, one in which one
missed paycheck can throw an entire family into the kind of tailspin from which
it might take years to recover – if they ever do manage the trick.
Former
Army paratrooper Debbie St. Germain was an extraordinary woman who met what
some would say was a predictable end for a woman whose taste in men was always
a little iffy. When she was only 44, her
fifth husband, a burned out ex-cop who saw himself as something of a modern day
Wyatt Earp, murdered her. That he and
Debbie claimed nearby Tombstone, Arizona, as their hometown made it easier for
her killer to maintain his deluded self-image.
Tombstone is, of course, the site of Earp’s infamous “Showdown at the
O.K. Corral,” the short burst of gunfire that ensured his reputation as one of
the fiercest gunfighters of his day.
Justin St. Germain |
Debbie
met her fate in September 2001, just days after the horrors of 9-11. At the time, Justin was a 20-year-old student
living with his brother in Tucson where the two were struggling to make ends
meet. Justin knew that he would never
have been able to afford school without the financial sacrifices his
hardworking mother gladly made on his behalf.
But that was the least of his concerns; now his mother was dead and he and
his brother were stunned by the suddenness of it. Despite their shock - especially since he was
nowhere to be found after the murder – the boys were certain that Ray, husband
number five, was responsible for taking their mother from them.
Some
ten years later, the author felt ready to try to make sense of what happened to
his mother. He returned to Tombstone and
began talking to people who knew his mother in ways a son can never know her. He studied police case records in hope that
he would learn more about Ray, the unbalanced loner with whom she was living on
an isolated patch of ground on the day he ended her life. Justin St. Germain learned much about his
mother and her death that he did not know, including what hers and her killer’s
final moments were probably like, but he already knew the most important thing
about her: she did not leave him. And he
is determined to be the man she wanted him to be.
Bottom
Line: Son of a Gun is a touching memoir that takes a hard look at a gun
culture whose victims are most often individuals very much like his mother,
people struggling not so much to get ahead but simply to stay even. This is their story.
(Review Copy provided by Publisher)
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Saturday, August 31, 2013
Thoughts on Moby-Dick
This is
not a "review" of Herman Melville's Moby-Dick. Another one of
those wouldn’t do much good. What
follows are simply my thoughts and impressions on finally finishing a book that
I first attempted, and failed to complete, more than four decades ago. Since that first encounter, I have probably
read the first quarter of Melville's classic another ten times without getting
any further into the novel. But this
time I made it despite setting the book aside for two or three weeks at a
time. And I feel like I finally
successfully climbed Everest.
Most
everyone knows the basic plot of Moby-Dick:
nineteenth-century whaler loses his leg to a ghostly white whale and becomes
obsessed with revenging his loss by killing the huge creature. Nothing less will do. What most people who have not read the
classic do not realize is how few pages of the novel are actually devoted to
advancing Melville's plot (my own rough estimate is that less than half of the
book's more than 600 pages do so). The
rest of the book, the portion that most often drives readers to distraction, is
Melville's primer on the nuts and bolts of whaling, whaling ships and their
crews, and whale anatomy.
Melville,
through the voice of his narrator, builds a strong case that those risking
their lives providing a product so critical to the nation deserve much more
respect and appreciation than they are accorded by the public. He is also determined that his readers get a
proper sense of the size of the creatures whalers were, under the harshest of
conditions, battling for the benefit of those who took it all for granted. Melville accomplishes both admirably. The risks these men took with their lives on
the open sea are astounding, and modern readers cannot help but be impressed by
their skill and courage.
Moby-Dick has a Shakespearian quality to it, even to what at times
sounds almost like stage direction inserted by the author as an aside. This quality is most apparent in Melville's
dialogue and the way he has his characters regularly speak their deepest and
most private thoughts aloud. Both the
structure and the philosophical nature of the book contribute to its reputation
as one of the greatest novels ever written - despite the generally terrible
reception the novel received when first published.
Bottom
Line: There is so much going on in Moby-Dick that whole books have been
written about the novel. It is, I
suspect, on many more "To Be Read" lists than it is on
"Read" lists, and this is understandable given its length and complexity. Readers, however, should never permanently abandon
their effort to read this classic novel.
Just the feeling of accomplishment one gets when that final page is
turned is reason enough to keep Moby-Dick
on the nightstand as long as it takes.
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Thursday, August 29, 2013
Elmore Leonard's Final Novel to Be Completed by His Son
Here's some news that will make fans of the late Elmore Leonard's
Raylan Givens novels breathe a little easier: there will be at least one more of them. Leonard was in the process of writing another Raylan Givens story (with the working title Blue Dreams) and Peter Leonard, the acclaimed author's son, has said that he will likely finish it for his father.
The Guardian has the scoop.
Peter also reveals that his father could be a harsh critic, so harsh, in fact, that Peter put fiction writing aside for 27 years after showing Elmore a six-page short story he wrote shortly after college.
Peter Leonard finally got past the critique and has three published novels under his belt.
Click here to read the whole article.
Peter and Elmore Leonard |
The Guardian has the scoop.
"I don't know the last line, the novel was unfinished," he added. "I don't know how many pages it is." Blue Dreams was originally conceived to feature a rogue immigration and customs official, an Indian bull rider and federal marshal Givens.
Peter also reveals that his father could be a harsh critic, so harsh, in fact, that Peter put fiction writing aside for 27 years after showing Elmore a six-page short story he wrote shortly after college.
Leonard, whose published novels include Back from the Dead, Voices of the Dead and Trust Me, described his father's input into his own writing career. "Just after college I wrote a short story that was six pages long. A few days later, I got his three-page critique, the gist of which was 'all of your characters look and sound the same, they're like strips of leather drying in the sun'. I didn't write another word of fiction for 27 years."
Peter Leonard finally got past the critique and has three published novels under his belt.
Click here to read the whole article.
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Wednesday, August 28, 2013
Seat of Empire
Modern observers know that the business
of politics is a nasty one. Jeffrey
Stuart Kerr’s Seat of Empire reminds
us, however, that as politics goes, it is simply business as usual, that little
has changed since the founding of this country – or since the earliest days of
Texas history. Here, Kerr tells the
story behind the “birth of Austin, Texas,” a city forever linked to the
personal feud between the first two presidents of the Republic of Texas: Sam
Houston and Mirabeau B. Lamar.
Lamar was determined to create a
permanent capitol for the new republic on the site of a hill whose natural beauty
he fell in love with while on a remote buffalo hunt. Houston was determined that the permanent
capitol of Texas be located just about anywhere else, and preferably far to the
east of Lamar’s chosen site. (One would
suspect that Lamar felt equally strongly that the permanent capitol would be
anywhere but its present location, Houston, the city named after his despised political
rival.)
Lamar’s vision was on shaky grounds
from the beginning. Sam Houston, the
hero of San Jacinto - the battle that effectively gave birth to the Republic of
Texas - was not the only politician against setting the country’s capitol in an
area so remote that it could not be securely protected from Comanche raids and
Mexican army invasions from the south.
Other prominent Texas politicians lobbied to have the new capitol placed
in cities more convenient to, and more likely to be an economic godsend for,
their own constituencies.
Jeffrey Stuart Kerr |
Kerr details how Lamar and his backers
were finally able to pull off the coup that would create the built-from-scratch
city that became the last capitol the Republic of Texas would know – and the
only capitol that the State of Texas has ever had. As Kerr puts it, “The city of Austin was born
in 1839, almost died in the early 1840s, and sprang back to life thereafter…the
explanation begins with a buffalo hunt.”
State of Empire is an
eye-opener for those (including, I suspect, most Texans) who do not know the
colorful history of Austin’s founding.
Those who know the modern city’s streets well will find it difficult to
envision Comanche raids on the same ground so bold and horrific that they came
close to forcing abandonment of the new settlement. Somehow, largely due to a handful of brave
and determined citizens, Austin survived long enough for the rest of the
Republic to catch up with it.
Bottom Line: State
of Empire will be of particular interest to Texas readers but will also
benefit Sam Houston and Mirabeau B. Lamar scholars and historians more
generally interested in this period of Texas history. The book is aimed at general readers but
includes a generous number of annotations, and enough bibliographic material,
to lead scholars to other sources of detail concerning the birth of Austin,
Texas.
(Review Copy provided by Publisher)
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Tuesday, August 27, 2013
Tool Rentals at Libraries? Seriously?
I don't know what to think about this NBC news clip about a new "trend" in what is on offer at public libraries. Even though I can see the usefulness of the new library offerings, I have to wonder how this kind of thing impacts the buying of...you know, books.
I love my county library system but I really don't think I would be thrilled to see my tax dollars go toward the purchase of tools, toys, cameras, and the like. For me, a library will always mean books, be they audio, electronic, or physical - plus computer access for research. For a traditionalist like me, music CDs and movie DVDs are already pushing the envelope far enough.
Take a look at the video I've linked to here and let me know how you feel about something like this. Maybe I'm just getting old.
I love my county library system but I really don't think I would be thrilled to see my tax dollars go toward the purchase of tools, toys, cameras, and the like. For me, a library will always mean books, be they audio, electronic, or physical - plus computer access for research. For a traditionalist like me, music CDs and movie DVDs are already pushing the envelope far enough.
Take a look at the video I've linked to here and let me know how you feel about something like this. Maybe I'm just getting old.
Monday, August 26, 2013
Fast Times in Palestine
In a
lot of ways, Pamela Olson's Fast Times in
Palestine is an eye-opener. No doubt
about it. The stories she tells about
the wonderful people she met and the beautiful experiences she had there are
unarguably heartwarming - and heartbreaking. They are similar to what I
experienced during my years in Algeria.
Olson's memoir further proves to me that, given half a chance, people
are capable of forming lasting friendships and bonds so long as they are
willing to see each other as fellow human beings rather than as representatives
of their respective governments.
As I
learned on September 11, 2001, however, not everyone is capable of doing
that. I saw Algerians crying because of
my shock and pain and I saw Algerians openly laughing and celebrating the
tragedy of that day. But I saw an even
higher percentage of my French co-workers smiling and joking about the same
thing. What does that prove? Only that people are people and that politics
makes many of them incapable of seeing the bigger picture. But not all of them.
Pamela Olson |
Pamela
Olson saw things in Palestine I never suspected existed there: a thriving
business community; nightlife that includes ready access to alcohol; weddings
at which any inhibitions regarding dress and partying are abandoned at the
door; and nice restaurants, among them.
She also tells of many of the things I expected to read about:
Palestinian families with members maimed or killed simply because they were in
the wrong place at the wrong time; Palestinians whose homes have been purposely
turned into rubble by the Israeli military; and families whose very livelihood
is threatened because their centuries-old olive groves are now on the wrong
side of a security fence erected by the Israelis (tragically, hundreds of the
ancient trees have been destroyed in the name of security or settlement).
My only
complaint about Fast Times in Palestine,
and I consider it more to be pointing out what I see as a flaw rather than
complaining, is that Olson's focus is overwhelmingly on Palestine's moderates and Israel's extremists - not to say that there are
not plenty of each, because there certainly are. I will long remember some of the wonderful
Palestinian families to whom she introduces the reader. I do believe that Israel is very heavy-handed
at times in its approach to co-existing with Palestine, and Olson certainly
puts a human face on those suffering the consequences. But I also believe that Israel is home to
many moderates who are simply trying to raise their families and get on with their
own lives. I would love to see the author
spend some time with those people and tell their stories as well. What is happening in Palestine is a tragedy
and, while Fast Times in Palestine
adds to the dialogue, there is definitely room for another book here.
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