Jay Smooth, succinct as usual with his observations on society.
He embraced her, and with the warmth of her face against his, he understood in that moment, the boundlessness of his love for her. That is how, four days later, their remains were found in the wreckage.
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
This is one of those rare books that enrapts you from the very start while sending the story in different directions. The death of a former Hollywood leading man in the waning days of his career, goes from being the big news headline of the day to an inconsequential detail as it coincides with the end and the beginning of two eras in modern history. As incidental as it may be, Arthur Leander’s death remains a crucial episode for the cast of characters whose lives we follow in the time before, during and after the event that wipes out 99% of the world’s population.
St. John Mandel paints her characters with amazing deftness, from Arthur’s ambitious rise from small town life to megastardom and his creeping decay, to Kristen’s struggles with life and survival in the new world, to Jeevan who’s search for purpose transcends the demise of civilization. Throughout, we see a contrast between people living as high-functioning sleepwalkers and those to whom survival is insufficient. We are able to admire the magnificence of simple, every day objects that we took for granted until they were lost to time.
In the end, we see that all the characters, even those who do not live past the event, have come to terms with their state in life. And the Symphony plays on. Thus far, this has been the best book I’ve read this year.
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
Her use of pronouns has garnered all the attention but the confusion that arises from this is only a reflection of our cultural constructs rather than the structure of the book. Before you realize what’s going on, the interactions between all the ‘women’ in the first couple of chapters will be confusing. And with this, Leckie makes an epic point about our own gender biases and gender norms in language. But that’s not what the book is about. Ultimately, this is a story about defying one’s nature in the name of redemption. Leckie does an amazing job at iterating the space ship Justice of Thoren’s thought process as it redifines its purpose while sprinkling the story with lots of philosophical points about taking action and owning up to the consequences of such. (My favorite: “if you’re going to do something crazy, save it for when it’ll make a difference.”)
Its ability to shine a light on our own perceptions of gender is definitely an intriguing aspect of this book. In the end, we only know that the Breq is the hero of this story but Leckie leaves it up to us to define her gender.
I can’t recall reading too many women authors when I was young. This sucks because I think I might’ve been missing out on some good writing. I’ve been trying to catch up on my reading recently and I’m currently going through a really interesting sci-fi book by Ann Leckie, ‘Ancillary Justice,’ and it happens to be up there with my favorite books this year, ‘The Flame Throwers’ by Rachel Kushner and ‘The Blind Assassin’ by Margaret Atwood, who are, in case you didn’t notice, also women. It shouldn’t be a big deal but considering that the male/female ratio on this planet is around 50/50, it would make sense that half of the stuff we all read is written by women.
Today I came across this is very useful list in the interwebs. I’ve got a few of these authors already on queue. Now I’ve got a few more names to add to that list.
Originally posted on TIME:
On Monday, Donna Tartt won the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction for The Goldfinch. It was no surprise, really, since the much-anticipated novel made the New York Times best-seller list during its first week on the shelves. The book was so popular that people flocked to the Frick Collection in record numbers to see the titular painting that features heavily in the Dickensian plot.
Tartt takes a notoriously long time to write her novels: The Goldfinch took 11 years, and she says that we may have to wait just as long for her next book. So now that you’ve finished The Goldfinch — and her other two books, The Secret History and The Little Friend — what to read next to tide you over? At the beginning of 2014, writer and illustrator Joanna Walsh began the Twitter hashtag #readwomen2014 in an effort to encourage readers to pick up more books…
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In the past few months I’ve been on the road, slowly working my way from Miami out to the West Coast. My homegirl Fon asked me to write a little something about my current happenings on the road and how it felt to be back in America. At the time I wrote this, I’d just made it out to Austin, TX.
Originally posted on tripfontastic!:
Sometimes the search leads you to far flung places you’ve never dreamed of, strange, exotic lands – a beautiful kaleidoscope of colours, sounds, fragrances and imagery. And, sometimes, that search brings you back to where you started. My good friend, Ruben, is on such a search. You can read it right here:
Where do I begin?
I’ve gone through lots of changes the past few months. My friends back on the other side warned me: of the directness of it all, the bluntness bordering on rudeness, the rudeness itself, the non-stop people on the go-go-go, the price of living, the super-sized portions, the aggressive side of passive aggressiveness. They all made me weary of the impending reverse culture shock awaiting my return. Interestingly, that hasn’t been the biggest source of dissonance since my return to the place I call home, at least not directly.
Just a few months ago…
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