Thursday, June 19, 2008

The last three books I've read

30 Ways of Looking at Hillary: Reflections by Women Writers
Edited by Susan Morrison
Copyright 2008

First off, I should mention that I did not caucus for Hillary Clinton. But I cried when she dropped out of the election. The Me Who Doesn't Want to Vote for a Female Candidate Just Because She's a Woman has been at nearly constant odds with the Me Who Really Wants to See a Woman President for more than a year. They say you either love or hate Hillary, but I don't agree. I like her and am as outraged as the next guy by the treatment she has received; I just don't know that we match up all that much in our political views. That is all. None of my opinions about her have anything to do with pantsuits, cookie-baking, or Monica.

I was really interested in reading this book after seeing the editor interviewed on, of all shows, The Colbert Report. I think the subject matter appeals to many of us women who don't know how to feel about Hillary -- who admire her as a fearless female but are not sure how empowering it would be for the first female president to be elected in large part because she was FLOTUS.

Some of the essays included in this book are fairly stupid. I would have expected more from Susan Orlean than to speculate about Hillary's status as either a cat or dog person. (Zzzzzz.) And Robin Givhan's pontification on Hillary's cleavage induced some eye-rolling. (Though it probably is noteworthy to count the references to clothing and fashion in the book, which are pretty telling about how much steeper the climb is for women in politics...would a collection of essays about a male politican EVER include an analysis of his tie collection and how much he should try or not try to be sexy? Don't. Think. So.)

Some of the essays are great. The 30th, "Beyond Gender: The Revenge of the Postmenopausal Woman" by Leslie Bennetts, is the best. I also enjoyed Susan Cheever's analysis of Hillary's self-proclaimed favorite book: Little Women, and Rebecca Mead's examination female presidents in pop culture, including a 1964 movie I'd never heard of called "Kisses for My President," in which Fred MacMurray played the First Husband. Heh.

The book definitely includes a variety of perspectives, but there are lots of common themes -- pantsuits, Maureen Dowd, Monica, academics, the "baking cookies" comment -- that maybe got a little old. I finished the book several months ago, when it was probably more relevant. But if you're interested in feminism or Hillary (this book is not so much about politics), I still think it's worth reading.

Plainsong
By Kent Haruf
Copyright 1999

Whenever I rave about a book to friends or family, they invariably ask me: "Well, what's it about?" This question trips me up. It seems like half the books I really love are difficult to summarize, and Plainsong is certainly no exception. It's basically a story about people who live in the tiny High Plains town of Holt, Colorado, and the way their lives intertwine. Sounds thrilling, I know. But the beauty of this book is truly in its writing. It's more like a beautiful song than a beautiful story. The writing style may at first trouble anal-retentive punctuation sticklers like I Have No Idea Who That Would Be for a few pages, but it quickly wins you over. It's simultaneously one of the simplest and most unique pieces of prose I've ever read.

And it's a quick read because it's nearly impossible to put down.

Can I Keep My Jersey?: 11 Teams, 5 Countries, and 4 Years in my Life as a Basketball Vagabond
By Paul Shirley
Copyright 2007

I should probably first point out that I kind of know the author. We went to college together. I've talked to him a few times and we know a lot of the same people, at least. So the point I'm trying to make is that this book was interesting to me because a lot of the references were familiar.

The book does answer the question of, "What happens when you give a book deal to a sarcastic mechanical engineer with no real writing background?" Answer: He inserts a lot of distracting parenthetical commentary on his own writing ability that should actually just be replaced with real editing and mildly irritates those of us with degrees in writing who have yet to be offered any sort of book-writing opportunity. Also: Someone should have fixed his subject/pronoun agreement errors. Just saying.

Of course I can be jealous of Paul's book deal, but until I have the motivation to actually write a complete book about something people would actually want to read, I can stop whining any time now. Why would anyone offer me the opportunity to write a book about my job? I sit at my desk chewing on pens all day.

And actually, this book is not about me. It's about a relatively well-known former collegiate basketball player who is so obsessed with the idea of playing professional sports that he is willing to upheave his entire life in pursuit of some specific goal that the book doesn't exactly define. (I think he says it's to be an NBA benchwarmer, but since he attained that I would think there would be no need for further life upheaval.) The content is definitely interesting if you can get around the somewhat sloppy presentation. And the writing is pretty good if you can get around the aforementioned parenthetical tangents. Oh yeah, and the extreme negativity.

I'm about as big a fan of sarcastic and/or cynical writing as they come, but the book still troubled me in parts. I don't believe Paul is actually as mean as he sounds in the book, but otherwise I can't really defend some of the insensitive things he says, usually just in passing, about people, usually mentally or physically disabled individuals. Maybe he thinks it's funny...? It's not.

Part of the reason I think a lot of readers, including me, got frustrated with the author is because he discloses in the book his monetary compensation for several of the basketball gigs he whines about ad nauseam. Spoiler alert: In many cases, it's extremely high. I guess I just think that if you're making THAT much money to do something so inconsequential you should have a positive attitude about it. Otherwise, please use your intelligence and education for something that is valuable to society. Like developing vehicles powered by alternative energy sources would be one thing you could do if you were, say, AHEM, a mechanical engineer.

If you are cynical about professional sports (like I definitely am), this book will certainly bolster your cynicism. If you have no interest in or connection to collegiate or professional athletics, you will probably want to pass. Unless you just like reading things written by really negative people.

What's next?
So now it's time to move on to my summer reading. I've got some fluffy stuff (like Turning Tables by Heather & Rose MacDowell and How to Lose Friends & Alienate People by Toby Young) and some heavy books my mom gave me that I've been avoiding to this point because I'm afraid they'll give me nightmares: Infidel by Aayan Hirsi Ali and The Reluctant Fundamentalist by Mohsin Hamid. I think I'll start with...

Um.

Doesn't David Sedaris have a new book out?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

From my recent-ish reading:

Fun books that won't give you nightmares:

Case Histories by Kate Atkinson (old)

The Book of Air and Shadows by Michael Gruber

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Nightmare-inducing but really good:

The Road by Cormac McCarthy

Suite Francaise by Irene Nemirovsky

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Neither fun nor nightmarish, just very good:

Bridge of Sighs by Richard Russo

The Dream of Scipio by Iain Pears

On Chesil Beach by Ian McEwan


Bridge and Chesil may appeal more to us boomers. Scipio is not exactly summer reading.

Intriguing mystery/comedy I heard raves about on IPR the other day: Three Bags Full by Leonie Swann. Sheep sleuth out the murderer of their shepherd. Really.