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Addiction Books

The Best Book You've Never Heard of . . . 
on Addiction.


Lighting Up: How I Stopped Smoking, Drinking, and Everything Else I Loved in Life Except Sex, Susan Shapiro  

This book was a surprise. I noticed it first in a list of books Gretchen Rubin found helpful when she was working on The Happiness Project. Since I'm not addicted to hard drugs, cigarettes or alcohol, I wondered if I would connect with it. But then I realized that Gretchen Rubin wasn't either and she still found it useful and interesting. I did too.

This book is for anyone who has tried to quit a bad habit and found it really, really hard. The first person narration keeps the reader inside Shapiro's head as she goes through therapy and transfers her addictive personality from one drug to the next substance. At one point she has a full on addiction to fro-yo. Ultimately, it takes a very long time to overcome addiction and the process is a full time job. It's a great read and I learned a lot about myself while reading.

Whereas Lighting Up is very much a memoir, Shapiro and her therapist later co-authored a non-fiction book together, Unhooked, which goes into more therapeutic detail about how addiction works and how we need to work to overcome it. It's very useful for the non-addict as well as the addict. There are many checklists in this book and many myths about addiction are debunked.




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Saucy Book Tweets / July 15

The Story GuyMary Ann Rivers

The Story Guy, Mary Ann Rivers 5 BKs / 4.5 WKs
There are no sentences, just words. 
Tender. Focused. Aching. Exquisite.
 Favorite Quotes
“...tenderness is coming over me again. He looks like he could use the biggest cup of coffee in the world and a sandwich. And a shower. Maybe a whiskey to drink in the shower after he finishes his sandwich.”



Making It LastRuthie Knox 

Making It LastRuthie Knox 5 BKs / 4 WKs
Marriage is not a happy ever after, but a (mean) choice to love and be loved, remade everyday.
 Favorite Quotes
“Everything could be broken, the light in a marriage gone out, and still be fine.” 
“You gave up the grand illusion that had carried you through the horrific months of early parenthood, and you realized it was never, ever going to get easier.” 


 Lady of PersuasionTessa Dare      4.5* BKs / 4 WKs
Dare’s gift: giving exterior dimension to interiors. Bel’s passionate & shamed. Toby’s charm can’t sustain them. Each coming into their own.
 Favorite Quotes
“She’d fallen in love with her husband and now everything was ruined” (261).
*The amazon reviews are all over the place on this one and I can only guess it's because the readers weren't smart enough to get its nuances. It turns the reformed-rake trope on its head and does it well.



A hero with anxiety issues. A best friend who cries during sex. (I love disaster sex!) And slow, mature realism at the end.
 Favorite Quotes
“What she didn’t know was that the truth sometimes beat you down and chewed you up and ruined your life” (57).




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Review Explanations
The story and writing: Bee's Knees5 BKs should melt my cold, bitter heart.
The sexy times: Weak Knees5 WKs should make you, to quote my grandmother, want to "roll over and wake up your husband."

Saucy Book Tweets / June 15

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Flirting With DisasterRuthie Knox 5 BKs / 4 WKs
I keep saying, “this book she wrote is my fave." Then I read another & I say it again & mean it again. H&h: joyful! Me: lols & oohs & ahhs.
Favorite Quotes:
"She felt like growling. If she had claws, she’d sink them into Sean’s neck and shake him until words started falling out of his mouth" (Loc 527-528). 
"She ought to resent him for it, for withholding the sound of his voice so long that it became a gift he could give her" (Loc 627-628). 
"He really needed to stop calling her “sexy,” because they were not on television, and it was not 1978, and he did not have a mustache and a giant pelt of curly chest hair" (Loc 818-820). 
There are so many more favorites, but you'll have to read it to find your own. 



Sealed with a Kiss is my favorite so far. 4.5 BKs / 4 WKs
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any and allCarly Philips
Clean Version

I thought character mattered > plot, then I read Carly Philips: Can’t. Stop. Her band of friends are plotmonkies, but she’s a plotmaestro.

Censored Version

Carly Philips is a like Macklemore’s Zebra Jammies and she can “rock that [plot] like a motherfucker.” 




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Backstage Pass: Sinners On TourOliva Cunning 3.5 BKs / 3 WKs
SOOO much sex buries smart subplot of groupie psychology. But: cringy bandmates grow gradually lovable. Liked in spite of its/my own issues.





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Review Explanations
  • The story and writing: Bee's Knees5 BKs should melt my cold, bitter heart.
  • The sexy times: Weak Knees5 WKs should make you, to quote my grandmother, want to "roll over and wake up your husband."

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Goddess of the HuntTessa Dare 5 BKs / 5 WKs
In running for favorite book ever. Sweet & painful Regency tale. Tears & laughs. The writing, oh it is beautiful. I am drunk on this book.



After HoursCara McKenna 5 BKs / 4 WKs
Don’t be fooled by Kelly’s overt machismo; he’s a chatty teddy bear. McKenna poses questions re feminism & love w/ smartly elegant prose.


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Real Men WillVictoria Dahl (Book 3 of Donovan Brothers)      4.5 BKs / 5 WKs
I speak shame as does this book. Eric & Beth are sympathetic, struggling; their resolutions are internal & believable; the sex is hella fun.


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So Fucking Good: Goddess of the Hunt

I will write a longer and more effusive review later, but for now let me say that Tessa Dare's Goddess of the Hunt could not be better.

It was good from the start, and I began dogearing favorite passages right away, nearly folding down the corners of half of the book.


No kidding, I cried for a good half of the book, too. Even though Lucy and Jeremy are together and get lots of screen time and are clearly in love, there is so much pain and I wept for them over and over. This was because of Dare's beautiful writing. Killer writing. Holy fuck, the writing.

Then, I got to this passage and had a breakdown. How lovely and wonderful and raw is this?

page 284
My recommendation: read this fucking book now. What are you waiting for?  5 BKs and 5 WKs

Song Lyrics or Romance Novel Titles

Image from David Levithan's The Lover's Dictionary

My new way to amuse myself is to find romance book titles in song lyrics. Here are a handful I’ve come up with. I would read all of these books. How about you? Add your own lyric titles in the comments.

Hate It Here
Easy Heart
Run Like Hell
That was That
Brain on Fire
Behind the Stars
Before it Starts
Won't Let Go
there is a Town
Memory to Spare
Someone to Blame
Somewhere Else to Leave
Keep Me From Going
Sway
Radio On
Rock Me Mama
We Used to be Friends
Made Up Mind
The Hardest Part
Now That It’s Over
History Free
Crazy Lonesome
Rescue Blues
Maybe I Didn’t
Remember You Best
Much Too Bright
Truest Thing
Fool Heart
Nice and Neat
Pack All My Changes
Best Intentions
You Don’t Anymore
Completely
Love Me Tomorrow
Cry on Demand
Seems Like Stars
Never Ready to Go
Like She Did Before

My son said the way you actually play this game is to write down a song title and then add “in your pants” to the end of it. Tween humor. Très drole.


Welcome to Romancelandia

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----------I quit posting reviews for lots of reasons, but I'll leave these up for now.----

For no reason really I'm going to log my romance reading. I began this journey on April 6, 2013. I'll post some reviews (like these Saucy Tweets) and link them as I go. Rating system:

  • The story and writing: Bee's Knees. 5 BKs should melt my cold, bitter heart.
  • The sexy times: Weak Knees. 5 WKs should make you, to quote my grandmother, want to "roll over and wake up your husband."


Along Came Trouble, Ruthie Knox (Camelot Bk 1)          5 BKs / 5 WKs

This is the first contemporary romance I've read, and I have a similar kind of affection for it that I have for my first love. When I read a handful of romances as a teenager, I don't remember them switching narrative point of view; they were all third person through the eyes of the female protag. What I love about the contemporaries is we get the male voice as well. I'm not sure how accurate the male internal monologues are in some of these books, but who cares? Yummo. The sex is so much better this way. And, Caleb is a great hero to dig into the mind of. Seriously.

I loved this book more than I've loved any piece of 'serious literature' of the last decade. I am the kind of reader who, though I can appreciate technique and style and all that bull-honky I studied in grad school, I really just like to enjoy reading. This book was perfectly enjoyable. I loved all the characters and felt like the whole cast was well-developed. I'm super-excited for the other books in this series to come out this summer.

Maybe the biggest compliment I can give it is that after I read the last word I flipped back to chapter one and began again.
"Her thoughts kept whirling around, a tornado that flung little bits of verbal flotsam toward her mouth, words like no and what? and stop and fuck and help." 
"She was a pervert. Only a pervert would get turned on by forearms at a time like this."  
"Why did misery always come in such attractive packages? " 
"The job would be going better if the women he was supposed to be taking care of were more compliant. Actually, that was true of his entire life. Between his mother, Katie, Ellen, and Carly, he was a sheep dog trying to round up kangaroos." 
How to MisbehaveRuthie Knox (Camelot Bk 2)          4 BKs / 4.5 WKs
"It was a trap, being good. You trapped yourself, and then even when you unlocked the door and walked out of the cage, you still felt trapped."
Big BoyRuthie Knox       3.5 BKs / 3.5 WKs

My main issue with this one is that it was novella length and I wanted more. It's one of the only contemp romances I've read where we don't get the male perspective and I really wanted that. The characters were perfectly lovable and the sex was fine, especially if you like role playing stuff. I did enjoy how nerdy both protags were, but I didn't really feel invested in their story.

Six Naughty Nights, Serenity Woods (there are more in this series)        4.5 BKs / 5 WKs

Ride with MeRuthie Knox        5 BKs / 5 WKs (This is my favorite book so far. I'll do a review after I re-read it.)

On the Steamy Side, Louisa Edwards (Bk 2, Recipe for Love)      3.5 BKs for the main love interest and 4.5 BKs for the subplots. 4 WKs.

Making Him Sweat, Meg Maguire      4.5 BKs / 4.5 WKs
“Just leading with my strengths. I’d kiss you so good, you wouldn’t even notice what a cheap restaurant I took you to.” 
"Loyalty knew no logic or pride, and what he felt for Jenna went far beyond loyalty. It had to be love. Nothing made a man this stupid except love."
About Last NightRuthie Knox      4.5 BKs / 4.5 WKs

I really liked Nev and Cath and their story was unique (in a good way). This is an excellent read, despite what I'll say next, which is mostly about my personal preferences. I'm never a fan of pretending to be coupled/married/engaged (as I'm always waiting uncomfortably for it to unravel), though the deceit in this novel is resolved pretty quickly. I am definitely not a fan of the grand gesture resolution though, which is ultimately what prevented me from giving this book 5 BKs.

Bad Boys Do, Victoria Dahl (Bk 2 of Donovan Brothers)     4.5 BKs / 4 WKs
"That charm felt like magic dust being sprinkled over her skin, and she wanted everyone to see the glow....She'd wash the magic off later and everything would be fine" (38).
"She drinks my beer" (45).
"But there was something so bright and pure about him. Something that said he still enjoyed being in the world, unlike the rest of the miserable population just making their way through" (63).
Can't Stand The HeatLouisa Edwards (Bk 1, Recipe for Love)      3.5 BKs for the main love interest and 4.5 BKs for Frankie & Jess. 4 WKs.

Just One TasteLouisa Edwards (Book 3, Recipe for Love)       4 BKs for the main love interest and 4.5 BKs for Frankie & Jess (love!). 4 WKs

I really liked the mains, Wes and Rosemary, but their plot didn't ring true and I can't put my finger on why. Beyond that, my main complaint is that I feel like we didn't get to know Rosemary enough, and Wes's deception was shame-driven, but confusing all the same. They felt really unresolved at the end.

Getting Rid of BradleyJennifer Cruise      3.5 BKs / 3 WKs

This was recommended to me by a friend who called Cruise PG-13. To me, it reads much more PG, which probably means I've been reading too much smut  There was a mystery sub-plot that was okay, and a crazy ex who prohibited my full enjoyment (I guess I should have taken the blurb seriously), but I did like the dogs. At first I was indifferent to the mains, but they really grew on me and I liked their coupling. I appreciated that their big conflict happened in act 2 and the rest of the book was spent resolving the mystery instead of their relationship.

Good Girls Don'tVictoria Dahl (Book 2 of Donovan Brothers)      4.5 BKs / 4.5 WKs

I need to spend some time thinking about the moment a novel clicks for me. When I start reading a book, the characters are just characters, but if the book is good, at some point the characters become real people. I'm not sure when that is, but Tessa and Luke were very real to me by the end of the book. I really liked the final scenes as well, and I often write-off a book's ending because it's hard to end a book well.
"She probably had no idea the kinds of filthy things men fantasized about" (54).
"The various emotions careering through is body left him feeling vaguely ill" (71). 
When Tessa asks Luke about his teenage fantasies, he says, "Aw, hell, Tessa. I was in the ninth grade. By the time I got to the part where I imagined a girl without her panties on, it was all over" (262).
"But Luke felt so guilty that his body didn't seem to fit inside his skin" (281). 
"But they'd loved each other, and they'd loved their kids, and that was more than some people ever got" 331.
Also, I like starting sentences with "but" and Victoria Dahl seems to as well.

4.26.13

Real Men WillVictoria Dahl (Book 3 of Donovan Brothers)      4.5 BKs / 5 WKs

Although this book tends to be reviewed a bit lower than the first two in the series by other readers, I think I enjoyed it more. It was the darkest of the three, and both protagonists are struggling through different kinds of shame. Shame I understand, so maybe I over-identified because of that. However, any writer who can make Eric Donovan sympathetic and lovable in novel three, after the first two books make him look like an uptight jerk wad, is a good writer. I believed his story.
"The hallway was too small . . . . His shoulders were so wide, and her memories too big, and the space just kept getting tighter and tighter" (20).  
"Yet she made him feel alive. That had to be a tale as old as time, but here he was telling it again" (107). 
"That smile was more than charming; it promised things. Filthy things" (230).
4.27.13

Coming Undone, Lauren Dane                 Unfinished; 1 BKs / 2 WKs

This is the first contemporary I haven't been able to finish. The plot seems promising at first and the protags have potential, but the writing is terrible. Maybe it's just boring. Or, maybe it's trying too hard. Frankly, I'm surprised Dane is such a best seller, because this narrative doesn't have any energy. The descriptions ring false and the style is stilted. The pace is s.l.o.w. even though "things" are happening. I quit reading at page 63. The sex was just as stilted as the rest of the writing, and clumsy, but not in a cute way. One of the real problems here is we get Brody and Elise's perspectives without getting to know them at all. I couldn't pick these two out of a line up even through Dane goes overboard with the descriptors. The voice is distant even when we're in the head of the protags. There was one redeeming moment, but I like honey/bee/hive references, so this appealed to me: "Time slowed like honey when he met her eyes..." (37). It goes downhill from there.

4.30.13

Exclusively YoursShannon Stacy               2 BKs  / 2 WKs           

I wanted to like this book. I want to like books that people I love like. However, I barely made it through this book. I only kept reading it because I quit reading the last one and I felt like I needed to give this book a real chance. So, what's wrong with it? First, Joe calls Keri "babe," which is phenomenally annoying. Neither of the protags is particularly sympathetic, so I wasn't emotionally invested in their story. I never felt them move from characters to people; they remained characters and the things that happened to them were plot points. The writing was lackluster. It was certainly readable (unlike Coming Undone), but it wasn't interesting. Every cliche camping scene you can think of was smashed into this one book and none of them were funny--yes, we know how to make a s'more. It felt like a lifetime movie, and not one you get sucked into but one your great-aunt makes you watch while petting her cat.

5.2.13

The Wedding Fling Him SweatMeg Maguire      3.5 BKs / 3. 5 WKs

After these last couple of books, it was a treat to dive into something well written. Meg Maguire is clearly a talent. This may be one of those books that stays with me a while and I might like it better later. I liked the protags as characters, but the run-away-bride premise always prevents my full engagement, as does the celebrity thing. (I hated that movie, too, by the way, even though I like Julia Roberts and cast.) The end had a grand gesture, but it also felt small and simple, so I didn't take too much away from my dislike of that plot point. I sort of enjoyed Will's disbelief at the end. Ultimately, I think Will and Leigh are good together so it worked. Some good humorous banter, too.
“...you can earn [the bribe] back if you'll dance with me properly" (57)
"What they call 'proper' dancing around this place will get you pregnant" (57).
 5.2.13


The Theory of AttractionDelphine Dryden I have no effing idea what to rate this.

This is one of those books I can't rate. I can say the writing is excellent and that Dryden is clearly a talent. But BDSM is just not my thing. I'm sure this book is pretty tame in terms of BDSM, but it's well beyond my comfort zone. I can understand some of the psychology/physiology of it, but I am not attracted to this kind of intimacy at all. I supposed I should have known better than to read it but I just adore. Del.

Cami and Ivan are odd eggs. I never felt like we ever really understood why Ivan ticks the way he does, which is probably true of Ivan-types in real life as well, but in a literary sense it's unsatisfying. Cami seemed dumb. She made weird choices and fell way too hard for Ivan. She was submissive inside and outside of the bedroom, and that's a losing combo. I think she may be delusional. Ivan has tons of 'issues' and the HFN resolution is a disaster waiting to happen. Since we only get Cami's side of the story, I wonder how reliable she is as a narrator. In some ways, I don't think of Ivan as the romantic hero but rather the antagonist, and in his role, he doesn't push Cami to a new level of anything.

The way I really feel about this book is just like I felt in college when I was assigned to read a book b/c it was 'good literature' but I felt like I was in trouble the whole time.
“Two arguing geeks were stoppable. Three arguing geeks created an infinite argument vortex of doom that sucked time down like a black hole” (loc 279-280). 
“Like most geeks, Ivan was probably more taken with the idea of preparing for the imminent zombie apocalypse than for an actual emergency; still, I was impressed at his foresight” (loc 2150-2152).

5.4.13

Crash Into Me, Jill Sorenson           4 BKs / 3 WKs

Why do I keep picking books with mysteries? The blurb clearly defines this as a suspense and yet I dove into it anyway. I hate suspense because I have so much anxiety about resolution, I read all 449 pages in one sitting and stayed up way too late. Of course, as usually, I pick out the killer or suss out the twist way too early, but still need to see it through. Suspense requires a commitment other books don’t. Maybe that’s my problem.

That said, this book is a solid four. Ben and Sonny as the main protags were plenty likable and their storyline was plenty enjoyable, but Carly, James and Stephen were where it was at for me. I adored the first love between Carly and James with all it’s sexual weirdness. The impotence both Stephen and James felt with their dad was so real and tortured. I speak the language of shame, so when the male characters can barely function they are so broken with shame, I’m all in.

Jill Sorenson is a solid writer. There were a handful of clichés I stumbled over, but she is deft with plot and far more talented that the majority of writers in this genre.
“With parents like these, who needed enemies? Taking risks was in Carly’s genes” (65).
 “Her face was pinched with sadness. For the first time ever, she didn’t look beautiful. and he loved her so much he was drowning in it” (342).
 “He felt the burn of tears behind his eyes. He’d cried a little last night, but it had been a painful, awkward release, as if his heart wanted to keep the agony locked away inside, holding him prisoner. Now, in front of the one person he wanted to be strong for, he was breaking down like a baby” (387).
5.9.13

Sweet As HoneyCaitlyn Robertson (The Seven Sisters) 3 BKs / 2 WKs

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Sweet and chaste. The sex is post-marital and not until the end of the book. Enjoyable read, but nothing terribly moving here. If you like a smooth story with cute happy ending, you may enjoy this. The siblings were kind of fun, and they will each be featured in their own books forthcoming.

5.12.13

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Tweet Review

Tom & Lex: people I love on adventure I would not, but THEIR journey & HEA is delightful. Bicycling might sound boring, but thumbs way up.





Tweet Review (Okay, I've revised this one as it wasn't doing how much I liked the book justice.)

Cover/title don't do this sweet story justice; Kiwi locale fun as are cast of friends. Plot & resolution gentle; sex not so much. 




 Tweet Review
I'm no foodie & still loved Lolly, Tuck & Market's kitchen family. Seemed original even when it wasn't. Laugh out loud bits. Fitting HEA.
 
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On Books Being Useful

And now, back to the theme. (Although "enough" is certainly connected to the theme, we all need a break from it!)

I feel like I've written about this before, but I don't know where. Maybe I've just thought about it enough to make it seem like I'd written it. This happens a lot.

Gretchen Rubin posits in her books about Happiness the we often learn more from the idiosyncratic examples we happen upon than texts dedicated specifically to the subjects we desire to learn about.

This has been really true for me. Although I'm a personal psychology / brain research junkie, I've found the most personal growth from more obscure places.

For example, the book that eased me out of some of my adolescent pain and into adulthood was really quite awful. I read it when I first moved back to California from Chicago, in 1999, and I was out of work, depressed, and really lost as to what-next. The story is narcissistic and the writing mediocre.  However, the thing that rang true for me then was the brutal honesty.


I stumbled across a reference to the book in Julia Cameron's The Right to Write in the chapter on honesty in storytelling. (She is another writer I get something from, even if in-spite of the writing.) Here are some of the phrases she used to describe this book:  "compulsively readable," "intimate," "brave," "personally risky," and not "particularly flattering." Sold.

It was just one of those books that no matter how stupid or awful it seemed, you knew the writers were bravely telling their story. I might read it differently today, but at the time the neurosis and pain expressed therein seemed clear and true. That book was The Unimaginable Life by Kenny Loggins and his then wife Julia Loggins Cooper, which is a diary of their relationship. I know, just the description of the book is cringe-inducing, and yet it was deeply important to me at the time that I read it.

I don't recommend it.

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Lead Pages and Carbon Scrolls

One of the many books on my sidetable right now is Matthew Battles' Library: An Unquiet History.


It's a bit thick with historical antidotes, but what has become clear to me is that the library as we know it is a very ancient tradition, as is book burning. Leaders, both secular and religious, have always found it necessary to burn books, a clear affirmation that knowledge is power. No culture in history that had writing was immune to its destruction.

Ancient Books with Lead Pages
However, far more books and scrolls were destroyed by nature and the progression of time than by burning. Papyrus dried out and cracked; ink on parchment faded; poor monks and scholars scratched the ink from parchment and vellum to re-use the precious resource. Water and dirt did away with many millions of tomes as well.

A carbonized scroll from Herculaneum.
My own library history is a confused one. As an academic, I love a library. I think all cities need to cherish and support their public libraries. We use our local library weekly.

However,  when I was a kid--a kid of working class roots in a working class town--I felt unworthy of the library, what it represented and what it housed. I was afraid to check out books and often looked at them longingly on the shelves during our library time, but didn't bring them home. There seemed to be a huge risk required to take-on books, because books required intelligence, and I clearly lacked that. We had very few books in our house growing up--an antique cookbook, a few Golden books, ones I made from folded paper--but the main reading material was the newspaper.

Yes, I owned The Pokey Little Puppy.
Books were not of value in that world, which is a world many of my students have all too much experience with.


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Twenty Minutes of Drudgery

Memorial Union, Iowa State University

Gretchen Rubin, author of The Happiness Project and Happiness at Home, uses the practice of suffering for 15 minutes a day. The idea is that by scheduling 15 minutes a day to perform some nagging or dreaded task, we can increase our happiness in the long term, because we eventually eliminate the source of negative dread we previously had by not doing said task.

I like the idea. Like most things I eventually adopt as part of my wellness practice, at first I thought it sounded stupid. Isn't life filled with enough moments, however ridiculous, that feel like suffering even if they aren't that bad?

But, the more I thought about it the more I realized the stuff that haunts my heart, that contributes to my own sense of worthlessness, nearly all falls into the category of backlogged tasks and to-dos that I never quite can muster energy or space for, like:

  • Make Emergency Go Bags
  • Frame and hang art and photos
  • Organize Benjamin's school memories
  • Print digital photos into books
  • Photograph and upload dresses to etsy
  • Contact a couple of places about some financial nonsense (which has been on the list since 2009 and will probably take all of 15 minutes)
I am not the kind of person who can accomplish something in 15 minutes a day; it takes 10 minutes for me to focus my eyes on the task. But, maybe 20 minutes of drudgery a day for a couple of months would help elevate some of this weight.

Reading In Bed

Sometimes I wish I had a sofa on the porch!

For years, the only place I've been able to read more than a paragraph of text at a time is in bed. With all my neck issues, it's the only place I can hold a book, because I can prop my arms up on pillows and the book as well.

Last night I came upon this gem.

             "Dulce et utile," is what Horace says literature is: sweet and useful.

Whenever I read stuff like this, my heart gets excited and ideas take shape. I decide I want to study more, deeper. And then I have the following fantasy sequence.

Maybe I should take a class.

Maybe we'll get trapped in the house for weeks on end with no access to media and the only thing to do will be to read all those shelves of unread books.

Maybe I should start a book group.

I jot this stuff down on the memo pad by my bed and go to sleep knowing none of this would happen.

Gabriel Ferrier
One of the great frustrations of late is that I've been falling asleep and losing concentration more and more instead of reading.

Sigh.

File Under Things I Don't Understand: Sucky Grammar Books

I checked out a bunch of grammar style books from the library this past week. I'm trying to evolve my ability to teach students about grammar and editing. This is so much more difficult than it sounds--for a whole plethora of reasons English teachers and linguists are familiar with--and it's complicated by the fact that all grammar texts suck. No really, they are terrible. (I'm hoping to write my own at some point, but it will probably suck too!)

I have looked at hundreds of grammar textbooks for students and style guides geared toward the general population. They are universally lacking. Some of them have good features, but even the best books are no match for a room full of fledgling writers.



Let me give you an example. I picked up this book, revised in 2012, written specifically for secondary and post-secondary teachers and students. There are introductory notes making suggestions for teachers and students about how to use the book. The first chapter is called "The Sentence" and simply describes the parts of sentences and the basic vocabulary used throughout the book. Chapter two begins describing 20 common sentence patterns. In theory, this is a fine strategy for organizing a book. However, of the first four patterns, 3 require the use of semi-colons. They don't begin with a declarative sentence or a simple series, but with compound and complex sentences requiring semicolons. What?!? How is this logical or helpful?

Every semester I have about 150 students, and of those 150, approximately 5 can use semicolons correctly--five if I'm lucky. Most adults I know struggle with them. Microsoft Word grammar check recommends inserting them every time it encounters an incomplete or run-on sentence, and Microsoft Word is almost always wrong. If nearly everyone in need of a grammar book already struggles with semicolons, why begin a discussion of sentence patterns with them? It seems like we might want to build up to that. This is common enough failing of grammar books--bad scaffolding--and this one was at least straight forward with clear examples.

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One of the other books I checked out was not geared toward students specifically, but I'm not quite clear who is the intended audience. The book, by Karen Elizabeth Gordon, is "The Well-Tempered Sentence: A Punctuation Handbook for the Innocent, the Eager, and the Doomed." With words like "for the innocent" in the title, I anticipated the book might be for the struggle writer or the uninitiated. However, considering the addition of "the doomed" at the end, I also anticipated some kind of satire, which likely isn't a good match for the student writer.

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Let's just say this book is heavy on the satire and light on the grammar instruction. So, who is the intended audience for a satirical style guide? I'll tell you who it is not: students, arm-chair editors, those interested in grammar and syntax, those interested in improving their sentence styling and sane people. Grammar is hard enough for many people; there is no need to obfuscate it unnecessarily as this little text does so well.

When I was flipping through this book I yelled for Mr. Smarty Pantalons to come explain it to me. He's a bit more analytical than me and I thought he might catch something I was missing. The first thing he did was read the back cover, which says this book teaches one to "give expression to our most perplexing thoughts" and puts the reader "in the grip of a bizarre and bemusing comedy of manners." How many instructional books can you say that about?

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The drawings are strange enough by themselves (and I'll get to those in a minute), but it's worth taking a look at one of her "well-tempered" sentences to get a flavor for her bemused approach. This little ditty is in the chapter on semicolons. I'm starting the quote at the beginning of the sentences and following it all the way through.

"Dangling from the wings of cherubim are numerous transitional or explanatory expressions that ask for treatment similar to that accorded conjunctive adverbs; they too are preceded by a semicolon when they link two independent clauses" (63).

That clears it right up for you, doesn't it? At least it might have after you googled "wings of cherubim" to figure out what the reference was, or flipped to your other grammar book to look up the definitions of the terms "conjunctive adverbs" and "independent clauses." This is one of my biggest complaints about grammar and style books in general and this one in specific: the over use of technical and academic jargon.

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Anyone who is already struggling with run-ons or fragments or any other aspects of standard English usage is likely to be unfamiliar with and intimated by these terms. Language instruction isn't quite like math or chemistry instruction. In chemistry there are specific elements and atomic weights and formulas and a taxonomy to ideas in which uniformity of terms is necessary. Language, though, is a human right, and if--as teachers and community leaders--we want people to use language in standard ways--like say complete sentences and consistent uses of semicolons--we need ways to discuss and teach it that are far less technical than most of these books. (This is the hole my someday-textbook hopes to fill.)

Now, back to the best and most disturbing part of the book: the illustrations. Yes, you read that right, this book has illustrations, largely ink and line drawings from 18th and 19th century books and periodicals in the fabulist tradition. Though the introduction suggests there is some kind of narrative happening between the text and the images, it was neither easy to pick up on nor relevant to the subject matter. I became obsessed with how weird and random some of the illustrations were and simply stopped reading the grammar stuff. (An annoying side note: she does not list the titles or sources of the illustrations individually but rather lumps them all into one paragraph so the reader has no clue where any of this shit really came from.)

Grammar books usually suck, and they can do so without drawings of some kind of wild cat suckling a naked lady.

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Books About The Holocaust Will Make You Watch Oprah


When I was in graduate school at Iowa State University, the first writing class I took was a writing/reading seminar taught by Debra Marquart called Writing of the Extremes. We started the semester with Terrence Des PresThe Survivor: An Anatomy of Life in the Death Camps, in which he essentially profiled the characteristics (physical, emotional, psycho-spiritual, etc.) most likely to survive the Nazi death camps. Elie Wiesel called it "an important, tormented, tormenting book," and that's pretty much how I felt reading it: tormented. The nature of the research Des Pres did was so monumentally tormenting he eventually killed himself. Carolyn Forche dedicated her poem “Ourselves or Nothing,” to him, and these lines also speak to devastation of his work and this book.

 

the chill in your throat like a small

blue bone, those years of your work

on the Holocaust.

. . .

Go after that which is lost

and all the mass graves of the century’s dead

will open into your early waking hours.


We moved on to A Chorus of Stones: The Private Life of War, by Susan Griffin and it was differently horrifying. She looked at the personal history of WWII and did things like delve into the youthful sexual and psychological shames of Heinrich Himmler to get at how he was the monster he was. I could barely read these books. I needed frequent breaks. I would read a section and become so psychically flipped my cellular fibers quivered, and I’d have to turn on whatever was on TV just to try and short out the obsessive patterns my brain was looping the burning of Dresden. I hoped for sit-coms (Rosanne, Home Improvement, yes!), but was often stuck with Oprah. I'd take it to slow down the vortex in my brain. (Oh, you want to know more about the vortex? We'll save that post for another month.)

Yet, the nature of both books was to bear witness to the wretched history. To look it dead-straight in the face and watch and know. So I did. In small bits and pieces, because it was too horrific to take it all at once. It filled my brain and my sense and all my waking time. I still own the Des Pres book, for this reason. Even though I will never read it again, I felt I needed to keep it and remind myself of those who survived and those who did not.

Even with the Griffin book, which I did not keep because I hated how awful the people were profiled within, there were some great lines, and good writing. Sometimes I just tried to get from one of these lines to another--skip from stone to stone and don't fall into the river. Here are a few.

  • What at one time one refuses to see never vanishes but returns, again and again, in many forms.
  • By denying the truth of an event, one gains the illusion of control.
  • History rarely moves in a single direction.
  • There are events in our lives that we cannot understand because we keep a part of what we know away from understanding.
  • We live our lives in a fabric of shared meaning.
The pedagogical goal of this seminar was that we would pair this reading (there were other works too, but I don’t remember them) with writing of our own. Sometimes the writing was in response to the course texts, some times it was a piece of creative writing we would workshop like a standard creative writing class. We just happened to have the context of the crazy-extreme lit class as the why we all knew each other and were bringing poems and stories to share.

This blog post began as a Halloween post in which I was going to show you how to make Barbie zombies—no fooling. I was going to connect it  (in a light-hearted way!) with scraps from the following twisted-still-unfinished poem I began as a result of how screwed-in-the-head I felt as a result of who-I-was + that-class. I was likely headed for an identity crisis anyway, but this class certainly left its aftertaste on the kind of crisis that occurred.

I remember that a relatively worldly feminist-studies lesbian turning to me after I read this poem to the workshop group with a look of such profound dismay. I was completely thrown. If someone like her, who openly defined herself as ‘different’ than mainstream Iowa, as part of the local counter-culture even, saw me and my poetry response to these books as off, what was wrong with me? What was in the poem that was so disturbing? I don't have an answer. She wasn't concerned about the lack of skill and mastery in the poem--we all read shitty first drafts. She was startled by something else.

I still don’t find these bits so odd; I’m in my brain all the time and it is a very apocalyptic place. I’ll spare you the whole poem; it’s not very good as poems go. I was also experimenting with sections and stanzas, so each had a different flair. But here are some of the Barbie-related bits, born out of my ‘extreme’ experience with these writers. We’ll save the zombie Barbies for tomorrow.

I.
Counting sheep 
cannot reconcile
nuclear insomnia.
Barbie’s playhouse
a horror, waste dump. 
All boiled pigs,
eternity’s ugly hole
in the floor.
At the bell
elevator Barbie 
pleasant and on cue 
hums her awful lullaby:
nuclear pit
bottomless forever
your soul 
belongs to God
going on
and on
forever.

V.
Efforts to die
at your own hand 
or the world’s,
most days it didn’t matter which.
Daddy’s voice would not drive
the winds away.
His “go to sleep” and 
heartless “all people must die.”
Die like Barbie's hair,
frying in a curling iron,
her smoke all taunting 
and telling you so.