The project and long books

I do think I've actually written about the reading project I embarked upon a couple of years ago now, which is to read all of the fiction on my shelves that has, thus far, gone unread. (In case I haven't, there it is.) It's something I've gone at with varying enthusiasm - prior to the last week or so, I hadn't read anything in there since sometime last year - but I've been trying to work it into my summer reading plans. 

Frankly, it's nice to have the variation of some books not written explicitly for young people. That said, it was something I was dreading a bit, which always seems to happen when I'm away from "the classics" for too long. It's like the opinions of the general populace get into my head and make me forget and make me all nervous that I, like, won't be able to handle reading literature anymore. 

Silly.

I've been dreading the arrival at Sister Carrie (much as I dreaded Moll Flanders and The Woman in White, and Moll was fine and The Woman in White was fantastic) and now that I'm here, it's pretty good so far! I mean, there's a kind of nasty misogyny that pops up from time to time and I'd love to see Carrie's story told by a woman, but it's not too dry and I'm not bored. So there!

(I'm going to try to at least get through all of the D last names, which means after Sister Carrie, I've only got The House of Sand and Fog and The Three Musketeers.)

Mission

I wrote last night about my "mission statement" (I despise mission statements and I hate writing them, but this is one of the few projects I've done where I've felt a clear sense of mission; of course, that also means I've endured repeated frustration when I drift from the path). Let's see if I can do a better job of sticking to it, of posting impulsively about whatever grabs my attention.

For instance, I'm about a third of the way into Sarah Henstra's We Contain Multitudes. I started it last night and couldn't stop reading, which isn't terribly surprising. It's set in Minnesota, and I know I've mentioned before that I'm a sucker for books that live where I live. It's also named for and opens with one of my favorite Whitman quotes:

 Do I contradict myself?

Very well then I contradict myself,

(I am large, I contain multitudes.)

Is it a little cliche? Very well then it's a little cliche. (I don't care, I love it.)

Also, a review compared it to Aristotle and Dante, at which point I knew I was a goner. (Also, that cover!)

Anyway, it's lovely. But that isn't what brought me here! I could say that it's lovely on Twitter! 

What brought me here was biking. I love biking. I'm not a super-serious cyclist, with tight, butt-padded shorts and clip-in shoes, but biking generally makes me feel more free and more myself than most other things. That said, it isn't something I've done nearly as much over the last couple of years. Initially, I slacked off out of fear of embarrassment - I had (have?) a disease that made patches of my hair fall out and I was terrified the wind would uncover those bald spots. In hindsight, this is rather bizarre - on a bike is usually where I am least self-conscious, not to mention the fact that I could have worn a helmet and been properly covered (and properly safe). By the time I had made some peace, it was the dead of winter and there was certainly no biking, and then I was moving and living in a place less conducive to biking and I'm just out of the habit. It sucks, and I miss it, but I think I'm also in need of some inspiration to get back in the habit.

Perhaps this will do it. Jo writes to Kurl to thank him for retrieving his bike from the bottom of a river and describes his delight in returning to the saddle:

These mornings that aren't quite frosty but smell like frost...

(This is, by the way, one of my favorite times of year and a marvelous smell and thank you to Sarah Henstra for putting it into words.)

...Cycling is one of those experiences that, for me, points to life beyond high school....I am regularly reminded again that freedom is waiting. 

(I am, of course, not in high school. But biking is freedom from a lot of things, and I appreciated the reminder.)

 

 

 

Odd One Out

I finished Nic Stone's Odd One Out today. I'm not sure I have a lot to say about it, but it is a Royal Reader book, so I should have something to say. (Jumped back up here to add that this is going to feel more review-y than I want things on this blog to feel; my mission statement has always been to use this space to blurt out the thoughts I can't contain, right as they're inspired by whatever I'm reading, but I drift from that vision when I need a dumping ground for thoughts I might have to share with a group.)

First things first, I feel like Rae gets short shrift. She certainly has a touch of MPDG about her, with the crossword puzzles and the high dollar words, not to mention the whole thing about Carousel Carl. (A story line that I think could have been left out. It didn't seem to pay out as much as it was building to.) And like any good MPDG, she seems primarily to exist as a catalyst for another character (or, in this case, two characters), flitting into their lives at a crucial moment and flitting right back out at a convenient time.

I did really like the way Nic Stone handled Jupiter's questioning (and that she explained her own history of questioning). It reminded me of this beautiful Orangette post (and it made me wonder, as I do every now and again, if Molly will ever post there again, because I really miss her writing), and her confusion and frustration felt very honest.

Let's be honest. I really just wrote this so I could bemoan the end (?) of Orangette.

Summer Book Clubs

Part the First. Or Part the Only. We'll see how strong my blogging muscle is this summer and how many thoughts I want to record about the books I am reading / have read for my two (!) summer book clubs.

I'll include the lists for these book clubs at the end; the overlap between them is due entirely to my involvement in the curation of both lists. As always, my goal is to read everything.

Let's begin with Hanna Alkaf's The Weight of Our Sky, because it's the book I just finished. Unsurprisingly, I was unfamiliar with the riots of May 13, 1969 and the tensions between the Malay and Chinese people in Malaysia. This is not a topic that was covered in any of my history classes. This is true of many of the books we've read over the last few years, and what I really want to talk about is how you sell historical fiction to kids (or adults, for that matter) when it's about history that is wholly unfamiliar to them. This book does a great job of giving you the right amount of information - it isn't didactic, but I never felt lost - so I think kids could follow and would get into the story if they started it, but how do you clear that first and highest hurdle?

Another thing we have to talk about is the trigger warning that opens the book. It is an intense book, and an intense portrait of mental illness. I was reminded particularly of reading John Green's Turtles All the Way Down - not my favorite of his books, but the obsessive and intrusive thought spirals there and in Weight are suffocating in a way that gives you a peek at what it would be like to live with that constantly. And if you're someone who struggles with intrusive thoughts anyway, it's nice to have a heads up about what you're walking into. But I'm curious to know what others think about trigger warnings. Turtles doesn't have one, this book does - how does that shape the experience of reading?

Finally, of course, the mental illness itself. Melati (which means "jasmine," according to Vincent) struggles with OCD, triggered by the death of her father and centered around her fear of losing her mother and trying to prevent that through obsessive rituals. I trust that Alkaf is providing a period- and place-appropriate picture of OCD - that it would be viewed as a sort of demonic possession and that spiritual healers would be consulted and preferred to actual doctors, for fear of institutionalization. It seems incredibly important to understand this history, given the stigmatization that still surrounds mental health care, despite the normalization (in parts of the US, at least) of therapy and medication like anti-depressants.

In the interest of keeping this post a reasonable length, I'll close out here with the lists (I'll bold the ones I've finished so far) and return another time (probably) with some smaller blurbs about those already-finished titles.

Moorhead Secondary Summer Book Camp

• Merci Suarez Changes Gears by Meg Medina
• New Kid by Jerry Craft
• Nikki on the Line by Barbara Carroll Roberts
• The Size of the Truth by Andrew Smith
• The Assassination of Brangwain Spurge by M.T. Anderson and Eugene Yelchin
• Sweep: The Story of a Girl and Her Monster by Jonathan Auxier
• It's Trevor Noah: Born a Crime: Stories from a South African Childhood by Trevor Noah
• Internment by Samira Ahmed
• (Don't) Call Me Crazy: 33 Voices Start the Conversation about Mental Health
• The Faithful Spy: Dietrich Bonhoeffer and the Plot to Kill Hitler by John Hendrix
• Rayne and Delilah's Midnite Matinee by Jeff Zentner
• The Unwanted: Stories of Syrian Refugees by Don Brown
• Darius the Great is Not Okay by Adib Khorram
• I Am Still Alive by Kate Alice Marshall
• Shout by Laurie Halse Anderson
• The Weight of Our Sky by Hanna Alkaf
• We Are Not Yet Equal: Understanding Our Racial Divide by Carol Anderson
• Opposite of Always by Justin A. Reynolds
• On a Sunbeam by Tillie Walden
• Voices: The Final Hours of Joan of Arc by David Elliott
• The Past and Other Things that Should Stay Buried by Shaun David Hutchinson

Hopkins Royal Readers

• Internment by Samira Ahmed
• Children of Blood and Bone by Tomi Adeyemi
• New Kid by Jerry Craft
• Speak: The Graphic Novel by Laurie Halse Anderson
• What the Night Sings by Vesper Stamper
• It's Trevor Noah: Born a Crime: Stories from a South African Childhood by Trevor Noah
• Monday's Not Coming by Tiffany Jackson
• A Very Large Expanse of Sea by Tahereh Mafi
• With the Fire on High by Elizabeth Acevedo
• Darius the Great is Not Okay by Adib Khorram
• Odd One Out by Nic Stone
• Opposite of Always by Justin A. Reynolds
• Shout by Laurie Halse Anderson
• The Marrow Thieves by Cherie Dimaline
• Ink and Ashes by Valynne E. Maetani
• Rebel Seoul by Axie Oh
• The House You Pass on the Way by Jacqueline Woodson
• #NotYourPrincess: Voices of Native American Women
• Just Mercy: A True Story of the Fight for Justice by Bryan Stevenson
• You're Welcome, Universe by Whitney Gardner
• The Other Boy by M.G. Hennessey