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SPOTLIGHT: BORIS AKUNIN in The New Yorker

I have ADORED Boris Akunin for years.  I mean, at least 10 years; maybe more.  I was heart-broken when American publishers stopped “importing” him.  Last summer, I went to London and stopped in at Daunt Books in Chelsea.  I bought every Akunin / Fandorin book they had.  When I explained to the wonderful staff that I couldn’t get them in America they were stunned.  i wish 3000 miles did not separate me and that lovely shop.

Hopefully this profile in The New Yorker will help bring Akunin, and Fandorin, back to America.

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July 27, 2012
Boris Akunin: Russia’s Dissident Detective Novelist
Posted by Sally McGrane


Grigory Chkhartishvili has his best ideas in the morning. When he first wakes up, the fifty-six-year-old writer—who, under the pseudonym Boris Akunin, is one of Russia’s most widely read contemporary authors—might think of a new predicament in which to ensnare his popular hero, Erast Fandorin, the dashing nineteenth-century detective who can see into people’s souls and always wins at games of chance. …

Read more http://www.newyorker.com/online/blogs/books/2012/07/boris-akunin-russias-dissident-detective-novelist.html#ixzz227l5coCI

 

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In a Word | Futility Closet

nescience
n. ignorance; lack of knowledge

agnoiology
n. the study of ignorance

In 1927, Hungarian physiologist Albert Szent-Györgyi isolated a substance in lemons and oranges that seemed to prevent scurvy.

He couldn’t identify it chemically, so he called it “ignose,” meaning “I do not know.”

When the editors of the Biochemical Journal asked for a different name, Szent-Györgyi suggested “godnose.” Finally they settled on “hexuronic acid.”

It turned out to be vitamin C.

In a Word | Futility Closet.

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BOOK BLOGGER HOP – Book Club

Do you belong to a book club, either online or in real life?

Not as such…

I generally pick such a disparate books that its rare that they (or I) want to read the same things.  I have yet to find a group of people to match my bizarre tastes.  I love 19th century classics (Wilkie Collins, Charlotte Bronte, Poe) and Victorian mysteries (and books written like them, i.e. Michael Cox, Susan Hill).  

My neighborhood is really cool and there is a book club.  I suppose I’m an unofficial member.  I’ve only been to one meeting, which was really a big dinner with lots of wine and chatting.  They’ve just announced their list for the next 6 months and I may join them a couple of times.  They really are a fun group!

 

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ARMCHAIR BEA 12: Ask the Experts

I am surely no expert.  I “accidentally” fell into book blogging.  I’ve learned a great deal by absorption.  

At this point, I think my main question is how to get more readers.  How do I attract more engaged readers?  Readers who look for new posts, who leave comments and ask questions?

Ideas?

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ARMCHAIR BEA 12: Beyond the Blog

Although I certainly haven’t reached my writing goals, by any means, I have done some freelance writing.  For a time, I was actually making a good bit of money doing it too.  There were even a few months that it covered the rent, free and clear.  But as the economy tanked, local outlets (the ones I wrote for) either went away or closed ranks.  Editors and staff began to do more of their own writing.  Magazines got thinner.  ”Advertorials” made up the bulk of the content. It still hasn’t really turned around, at least here.   So I threw myself into finishing my Masters thesis.  But you can read some of my freelance work here.  I’m particularly proud of the piece on the libraries, and the one on Poe, of course.

And in answer to the other question posted, no, I don’t monetize my blog.

My writing goals include: having my reviews picked up by a national outlet and finish writing a novel.

I can do that…

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ARMCHAIR BEA 12: Books and Networking

Today’s topic is about networking “in the real world”, bringing those online relationships to another level.

I admit, this is something I’ve been working on, but I’m no expert.  Still, I will share an examples of how books and book reviewing are a part of my “real” life.

 Living in Savannah, we are lucky enough to have a fantastic library system.

Live Oak Public Libraries does wonderful things for the area and I support them as much as I can.  When I got married, I asked guests to bring gently used books that I later donated to the library.

I don’t have lots of money to donate but I help in other ways.  Every couple of months I donate books that I have read for review to them.  They often add them to their catalog; and the ones that don’t make it into their Book Sale, which supports their costs as well.  I also wrote an article for Connect Savannah about their annual gala.  I donated the article to the paper and asked the paper to in turn donate my writer’s fee to the library.  The story was picked up by Geek the Library campaign!

 That was one of my favorite “networking”moments!

 

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ARMCHAIR BEA 12: Giveaways

THIS GIVEAWAY IS NOW OVER.

I’ve got two books for giveaway for this year’s Armchair BEA.  I should mention I have not read either; I’m merely hosting a giveaway.

The description from the publicist:

In Such a Pretty Fat, Jen Lancaster learned how to come to terms with her body. In My Fair Lazy, she expanded her mind. Now the New York Timesbestselling author gives herself—and her generation—a kick in the X, by facing her greatest challenge to date: acting her age.

Jen is finally ready to put away childish things (except her Barbie Styling Head, of course) and embrace the investment-making, mortgage-carrying, life-insurance-having adult she’s become. From getting a mammogram to volunteering at a halfway house, she tackles the grown-up activities she’s resisted for years, and with each rite of passage she completes, she’ll uncover a valuable—and probably humiliating—life lesson that will ease her path to full-fledged, if reluctant, adulthood.

ISBN 9780451233172 | 368 pages | 01 May 2012 | NAL | 9.25 x 6.25in | 18 – AND UP

Many thanks to Melissa at Penguin for this title.

 

Also up for grabs is a new book, due out TODAY, called Little Night by Luanne Rice.

 

The description from the publisher:

LITTLE NIGHT has elements of classic Luanne Rice—the complex family dynamics, the atmospheric sense of place (specifically, her incredible descriptions of New York’s wildlife and natural areas). But it is also extremely suspenseful as we learn the truth of what Grit has endured the past twenty years. Because Grit’s mother Anne is absent for most of the book, she has a ghostlike, haunting presence, affecting Grit and Clare as deeply as if she were present. Above all, LITTLE NIGHT is a riveting story about women and the primal, tangled family ties that bind them together.

ISBN 9780670023561 | 336 pages | 05 Jun 2012 | Pamela Dorman Books | 5.98 x 9.01in | 18 – AND UP

Many thanks to Lindsay for the giveaway copy!

So… here’s how it works!  There will be two winners, one for each book.  Winning is really easy.

- In the comments section below, leave your first name and your email in the following format email (at) domain (dot) com.

- You can earn extra entries (one for each) by:

1) posting a link to this giveaway on your blog/site (post the link below so I can find it)
2) linking to it on Twitter (please include my handle @cineastesview and #armchairbea)

- Contest closes at 11:59pm EST June 7 (Thursday!) so get those entries in.  Winners will be notified by email.  Books will be sent directly from the publisher to a US mailing address only.  THIS GIVEAWAY IS NOW OVER!

GOOD LUCK!

CONGRATULATIONS TO OUR WINNERS!

Bonnie Regan, you’ve won JENERATION X.
Mary Ward, you’ve won LITTLE NIGHT.
LADIES, I will be in touch soon.

Thank you to everyone who entered. Happy Armchair BEA!

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ARMCHAIR BEA 12: Introduction

Writing once again from Virtual Booth #221b…  This will be my second Armchair BEA.

◊ Please tell us a little bit about yourself: Who are you? How long have you been blogging? Why did you get into blogging?

I am a director of a nonprofit performing arts venue in the South.  I hold a Bachelor’s in English from St. Anselm College and I just earned my Masters of Arts in Cinema Studies from Savannah College of Art and Design.

I began writing book reviews about two and a half years ago, but I’d been writing film reviews ever since I can remember.  I was always excited by films and the way they tell stories.

◊ Tell us one non-book-related thing that everyone reading your blog may not know about you.

Well, here’s a couple of things anyway… I’m also a photographer and have been since I was a child.  I’m obsessed with showing other people what it is I see.

I’m fairly certain I was born in the wrong decade.  I should have been a flapper and I love to wear cloche hats.  I’m also a jazz fiend.

I like to post found photos.

I love to garden and wish I lived in a field stone house in the English countryside so I could have a proper garden and write a novel using an antique typewriter.

◊ Which is your favorite post that you have written that you want everyone to read?

I have a couple that I am particularly proud of.

The Bedlam Detective
The Uninvited Guests

◊ If you could eat dinner with any author or character, who would it be and why?

Well, let me say that no, it would not be Hannibal Lecter.

There are a few but I can say at the top of my list would be Agatha Christie.  Her life was so fascinating and full of adventure.  I read her autobiography and it was like listening to your completely awesome grandmother tell wonderful stories about growing up.  I know we’d still be sitting at the table long after dessert.

◊ What literary location would you most like to visit? Why?

I’ve finally been to England and I loved it as much as I’d hoped I would.   There are still so many places there that I need to visit (made it to Sherlock’s house though!).

Given the chance, I’d like to go to the Lakes District where Wordsworth wrote Tintern Abbey and see the peaks in Dartmoor.

I hope you will enjoy my site.  You can also follow me on Twitter and Pinterest.

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Penguin English Library

In anticipation of the release of the latest edition of the Penguin English Library, the folks on twitter asked us readers what we’d like to ask the editor of the series.  I sent in a number of queries, some of which he answered!  You can watch the video here:

Penguin English Library – Simon Winder

Thats me!

 

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GIVEAWAY: Midnight in Peking

Thanks to the folks at Penguin, I am giving away a hardcover copy of MIDNIGHT IN PEKING by Paul French.  It’s the best historical true crime I’ve read since The Devil in the White City. (My full review is here)

To enter, please:

1. Leave a comment, with link to a Facebook or Twitter post in which you linked to this giveaway

2. Submit between now and Monday, April 23, 2012 at 4p.m. EST,

2.2 Due to technical difficulties on my part, I’ve extended this giveaway until Monday, April 30, 2012 at 4 p.m. EST.

3. In the comment, include your email in the following format (to reduce spam): name (at) domain (dot) com.

Winners will be chosen via random.org from among the valid entries. US mailing addresses only, please.

Good luck!

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REVIEW: THE CHILD WHO by Simon Lelic

This novel is a balanced mixture of psychological thriller and police procedural, primarily told from the point of view of Leo Curtice, a defense lawyer.  He is assigned the case of Daniel Blake, a twelve-year-old accused of killing his eleven-year-old classmate.   Curtice seems clear that his job is to protect the boy as his fate is decided by those who are distant, older and caught up in the emotions of the situation.  But when threatening letters begin arriving, Curtice must decide if he can defend the child and keep his own family safe.

Lelic manages to walk a fine line in telling this story.  The horrors of the crime are clear but not gory.  The accused is sympathetic but not excused.  Where to place blame is not clear.  Curtice himself is a parent who struggles with his duty to his job with his duty to protect his wife and daughter.  In many ways, it reads like a novelized version of an episode of Law & Order: UK.  Lelic attempts to tell the story with all aspects in mind.

The narrative moves quickly from investigation to legal procedure, interspersed with internal thoughts.  Lelic does so with deep descriptions.

The kitchen is dark and she leaves it dark until she gathers the will to boil an egg.  The shell is fiddly, though, and she scalds her fingers and in the end she cannot be bothered with it.  She slides the plate away, toast and egg cup and all, and pull her mug of tea and cigarettes nearer.  Her phone, too.  She checks the screen, just in case she has missed a call, even though the house is silent and the phone has barely left her grip.  Page 2.

The track curved and the train tipped and the ground beneath them seemed to fall away.  Out of one window reared a ragged cliff face; in the other, the bucking seas.  A wave lunged and clawed the track, then slid back into the writhing mass.  the water, in the winter sun, sparkled like a lunatic’s grin.  It seemed joyous, heedless, unconstrained in its dementia.  It launched itself again and this time lashed the carriage but the train seemed to barely judder.  It sped on – lungs full, head down – and dived for the approaching tunnel.  Page 151.

This novel brings to the fore questions about identity, nature vs nurture, and responsibility, all while telling a fast-paced story.

Many thanks to Elaine at Penguin for the review copy.

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ISBN 9780143120919 | 320 pages | 28 Feb 2012 | Penguin | 8.26 x 5.23in | 18 – AND UP

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REVIEW: ELEGY FOR EDDIE by Jacqueline Winspear

A Maisie Dobbs Novel

I am quite aware that this is a series, and a popular one at that, but this is the first Maisie Dobbs novel I have read.  Spunky and precocious, Dobbs defies convention by owning her own business and having skipped a few rungs on the social class ladder. Maisie grew up on the “other” side of the river but is now the proprietress of a detective agency.  With smart, capable people in her employ, she takes on cases for hire.  Set in early 1930s London, England is dealing with post-war fatigue and an overwhelming, industrialized future coming too fast.

This particular case involves a young man named Eddie who turns up dead.  Maisie is approached by people from her past to find out what happened to him.  In her investigation she meets strict factory men, low-class drunkards, gentle widows, thugs and coppers. Maisie’s peculiar situation allows her to float between the upper crust and downtrodden and gives the reader a sense of the vast divide between them.  And the reader gets a sense that she doesn’t quite fit in either place.

This is a pleasurable book, something to read for amusement.  Winspear’s description and characterization is strong, but the plot felt contrived.  In that way, it is like a less mature Agatha Christie. One thing Winspear does exceedingly well is give context.  The victim is a horse whisperer in an age when carriages are being replaced by cars.  The city is moving from the organic to the mechanized and the transition is anything but smooth.  This theme is very well-explored throughout the novel.

The Bookhams paper factory was located close to the Albert Embankment in Lambeth, between Salamanca Street and Glasshouse Lane.  Not for the first time in recent weeks, the MG had failed to start, which meant that Maisie risked being late.  Pg. 45

Number 1 Shelley Street, the address given for Evelyn Butterworth, proved to be a narrow, modest, end-of-terrace house divided into flats, not far from King’s Cross station.  Though not in a particularly good area, someone had tried to make a garden, but soot from the trains rendered the district grey and tired and even the sunshine failed to cheer the street.  Looking up at the house, Maisie noticed that the curtains on the third floor were quite bright.  Pg. 154-5.

Dobbs, follows various leads across London, while trying to maintain relationships further complicated by her independent spirit.  The case itself is not one the reader will try to solve, really.  Instead, the reader is just along for the ride – be it by horse drawn buggy or motorized convertible.

Many thanks to the folks at HarperCollins for the review copy.

The fine folks at HarperCollins are hosting Twitter chats each week all month to celebrate the series. The hashtag is #Maisie and the next one will be on Friday, 3/23 at 4 pm est and then again on Friday, 3/30 at 3 pm. You can find more info on Jackie’s Facebook page http://www.facebook.com/#!/jacquelinewinspear?sk=app_190322544333196

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ISBN: 9780062049575
ISBN10: 0062049577
Imprint: Harper
On Sale: 3/27/2012
Format: Hardcover
Trimsize: 6 x 9
Pages: 352
$25.99
Ages: 18 and Up

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REVIEW: THE FACE THIEF by Eli Gottlieb

This was one of those books that just appeared, unsolicited, in my mailbox.  While I always give those surprise titles a glance, I usually don’t have time to read and review them in addition to the ones I’ve already committed to.  Add to that my suspicion of modern novels and it’s strange that I even ended up reading it.

I suppose I mention this only because I’m still reeling from how I was sucked into it.

An interchangeable hotel conference room, rather like the one Lawrence presents in.

The story revolves around a brilliant con-woman and her marks, but it is more than cat-and-mouse game.  Multiple narratives twist together to form a story of identity and suspense.  Various points-of-view overlap and slowly a clear picture comes into focus.  Each narrator has its own voice, yet the author’s style remains clear.  And although each narrator is unreliable in its own way, the reader can begin to piece together the truth.  Of course, there are still come unanswered philosophical questions for the reader to answer for themselves.

The writing is fresh without being forced.  Here are a couple of excerpts:

With a peculiar copper taste in his mouth, he took the elevator back down and walked back through the lobby.  He felt like a figure in an illustration manual.  Slumping nearly in tears on a bench in front of the building, he again dialed Cas, who picked up on the first ring.
pg. 56

In the dark, the house with its tall peaked roof resembles a witch’s hat.  The windows were covered with frilly sheers and the driveway was a humped pour of macadam that glistened in the streetlight like a pair of new shoes.  To the letter, it was the kind of tidy working-class home that she had staked her entire life avoiding.
pg. 195

 This book is solidly literary and yet delightfully sensational.  Gottlieb takes a simple idea and explores it from multiple angles, bringing life to various points of view and taking the reader on a psychological adventure.

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Many thanks to the folks at HarperCollins for the review copy.  Visit the author’s site.

ISBN: 9780061735059
Imprint: William Morrow
On Sale: 1/17/2012
Format: Hardcover
Trimsize: 5 1/2 x 8 1/4
Pages: 256
$24.99; Ages: 18 and Up

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Open Letter to Barnes & Noble

Dear Barnes and Noble -

After numerous years as a loyal customer I am considering abandoning you altogether.  Savannah has a couple of bookstores that I try to frequent as often as possible; however there are times when their inventory does not have a title I am looking for, or they have closed by the time I get out from work.  In those cases, I have normally found helpful staff, a friendly atmosphere and a good selection of books at the local Barnes and Noble.

On my visit on Monday evening, none of these things were true.

Not only had the layout been changed, it had been altered to accommodate GAMES and TOYS.  Numerous shelves had been removed to make way for displays of stuffed animals and board games.  You are a bookstore, not a toy store.  A few mental diversions and gift items are fine, but not at the expense of your main product.

Taken aback but not yet discouraged I began to browse the Fiction and Literature section as I often do.  And generally, while browsing, I am put in mind of a book I meant to look for.  Sometimes these are a little bit obscure, but not always.  This night, NOT A SINGLE BOOK I searched for was available.  Here is the list:

Uncle Silas by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu (or anything by Le Fanu)
Lady Audley’s Secret by Mary Elizabeth Braddon (or anything by her)
The Observations by Jane Harris
ANYTHING by James M Cain
ANYTHING by Patricia Highsmith
Mad Mary Lamb: Lunacy and Murder in Literary London by Susan Tyler Hitchcock
ANYTHING by Boris Akunin
Tourquai: A Novel by Tim Davys
ANYTHING by Geoff Ryman

I think you can agree that not all of these titles are unusual.  Really, no James M Cain?  None?  Or Highsmith? Seriously?

Additionally, I can generally enjoy or tune-out the music being played throughout the store.  The selection this night gave me a headache.  Some sort of angsty, distopia, atonal noise was blaring from every corner.  In no row could I concentrate on the books before me.  I know a bookstore is not a library — nor should it be — but neither is it an underground club that simultaneously engulfs its visitors in hipster “music” and hocks reading tablet devices.

If Barnes & Noble (on a corporate level) wishes to survive in the electronic world, it needs to offer something that is becoming a commodity — the pure, simple pleasure of discovering writers in a comfortable setting.

Respectfully,

Meaghan Walsh Gerard

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The B&N in question is located at:
Oglethorpe Mall
7804 Abercorn Ext. 72
Savannah, GA 31406
912-353-7757

I visited on Monday evening, February 20th, 2012.

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REVIEW: GILLESPIE & I by Jane Harris

I am still reeling from this book.  Surprising at every turn — and I’m not easily surprised.  Nor am I easily impressed, particularly when it comes to books.  The writing is fabulous – both in style and in storytelling.

Program Guide for the International Exhibition

The first-person narrator, Harriet Baxter, is an older women now, in 1933.  She has decided to set down certain aspects of her life 50 years ago in 1888 and 1889 Glasgow.  What begins as a much-needed change of scenery, and a bit of adventure by visiting the International Exhibition, becomes a life-changing experience — for everyone.

Quite by chance, she befriends a struggling but up-and-coming painter on the Glasgow scene.  Ned Gillespie is a devoted family man.  He adores his wife and their two daughters.  They’ve managed to carve out a relatively happy life.  Harriet, herself with no family other than a stepfather she rarely sees, spends more and more time with the Gillespie family, determined to help in any way she can.  She becomes a self-appointed patron of their art as well as their struggles.

Although there is a great deal more to say about the story, I will refrain.  Much of the beauty of this novel is how it unfolds and revealing too much here would deprive any reader of that enjoyment.

Harris’ characterizations are wonderful and delightfully Victorian.  She finds a strong voice with Harriet, both in her memories and in her contemporary musings.  She defies the code of her time.  Here are two excerpts from early in the book.

This was such an exhausting conversation, hostile and full of dead ends.  I had forgotten that such was the only type of discussion in which my stepfather engaged; his interlocutors were always his adversaries; indeed he did not feel that he was engaged in real dialogue unless one participant ended by triumphing over the other.  I will admit to feeling frustrated.  We had not seen each other for many years; it seemed hard to believe that we were embroiled in such a pointless, combative exchange about nothing more meaningful than gadgets.

‘No, sir,’ I said, shortly. ‘ I know of no such device.’

His lip curled, and he gazed at me, askance: if I were a representative of the modern world, then it would appear that I was distinctly below par in his estimation.  Immediately I was filled with regret and anxiety: I had let him down! As a child, I had learned all about kaleidoscopes, in the hope of pleasing him.  If only I was better informed, now, about carpet sweepers.

page 54-55

‘Pteridomania!’ exclaimed Peden. ‘ That dreaded disease.’  He angled his body away from me, in order to address me, sideways, over his shoulder.  ‘It seems that when you ladies are weary of novels and gossip and crochet, you find much entertainment in ferns.  No doubt you preside over a fern collection, Miss Baxter?’

‘Sadly, no!’ I replied. ‘What with all my novels and gossip and crochet, there’s no time left for ferns.’

The astute reader will, of course, realise that I was employing irony; by Mr Peden gave a self-satisfied nod – as though I had proven his point.

page 61

Like Rebecca by Daphne DuMaurier, at about the halfway point, the story takes an unexpected turn.  It’s a brilliant misdirection and meant that I spent each free moment intent on reading just a few more pages.  I barreled though to the end, desperate to know what will happen.  Since finishing it, I’ve been suffering from acute withdrawal, and I continue to ruminate on it.  Harris’ writing is at once fresh and vintage. The epistolary style harkens to the great Victorian novels Harriet herself eschews.  I truly can’t wait for her next effort.

The author’s website: http://www.janeharris.com/

Many thanks to Erica at HarperPerennial for the review copy.
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ISBN: 9780062103208
ISBN10: 0062103202
Imprint: Harper Perennial
On Sale: 1/31/2012
Format: Trade PB
Trimsize: 5 5/16 x 8
Pages: 528
$14.99
Ages: 18 and Up

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REVIEW: THE COINCIDENCE ENGINE by Sam Leith

If HG Wells, Dave Barry and Jasper Fforde had a child, it would be Sam Leith.  Refreshingly original and smart, this novel follows multiple points of view ranging from a lovesick youth, a thug with no ability to judge consequences, a mastermind with a cutting sense of humor and an agent with a troubled past.

It begins with the unlikely incident of a hurricane assembling an airplane out of scrap metal.  This tips off the secret agency, the Department of the Extremely Improbable, that something is afoot.  It seems a coincidence engine, a machine that bends the psychics of chance and will, is on the move and a number of forces want to capture it.  The hunt is on, though no one quite knows what they are looking for.  It’s an adventure for the well-drawn characters as well as the reader.

Part steam-punk, part road trip, part comedy of errors, The Coincidence Engine is entirely readable.  The language is rich and swirling and, thankfully, very British.  Too often American publications include a stripping of dialectic idioms.  I love how eccentric the writing is allowed to be.

Here’s an example:

“Herbert Owse’s Antiquarian Omnium Gatherum stood on Burleigh Street, and was manned by a rubicund numismatist with a wild beard and a liking for checking shirts and moleskin waistcoats. His socks, though this is of scant relevance here, were held up with suspenders.  His name was not Herbert Owse.”

Leith finds an admirable balance between silliness and poignancy in his debut novel.  Witty, urbane and comic, I look forward to reading Sam Leith in the future.

Many thanks to Rachel and the folks at Crown Publishing for the review copy.

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Hardcover | February 07, 2012 | Pages: 288 | ISBN: 978-0-307-71642-2
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REVIEW: THE BLACKHOPE ENIGMA by Teresa Flavin

This was another young adult (I’d place this in the 9-13 year old age range) title that made its way into my review pile.  Something about its description, and yes, its cover, kept tempting me.  
It centers around a group of young teens who are assigned to do a historical art project.  Two of the class pick the same Renaissance artist, il Corvo,  and are studying his work at Blackhope Tower when the adventure begins.  The heroine’s step-brother accidentally finds the secret to the labyrinth mosaic and ends up inside the painting.  Sunni goes in after him, along with her classmate, followed closely by an art historian.  The group encounters enchanted mazes, hidden layers, puzzles, maps and coded languages.  They must find a way out of the painting, and protect il Corvo’s secret.  
It’s fairly adventurous, with plenty of captures and escapes.  But there is no gore or intense violence so it is still age appropriate.  The characters learn and discuss a great deal about art and therefore impart a great deal on to the reader.  One will learn about underpainting, sketches, murals, chiaroscuro, and other techniques. 
On the other hand, some of the “intrigue” is a bit convoluted.  Crosses, double-crossed, disappearances, etc. almost need a scorecard to keep track of, and some don’t have a clear motive.  I wondered if it might be difficult for a young person to follow. 
It’s certainly a much better book for young people to read than most of the vampire tripe out there.  At least with this title they can see characters which determination, spunk and intelligence. 

 Many thanks to the folks at Candlewick Press for the review copy.
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ISBN-10 / ISBN-13: 0763656941 / 9780763656942
on sale date: 08/2011
type/format: Hard Cover
# of pages/size: 304 / 5 1/8″ x 7 5/8″

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REVIEW: HOW TO LIVE, OR, THE LIFE OF MONTAIGNE by Sarah Bakewell

I must say, I prefer biographies of this sort.  It’s far too arrogant for a biographer to think they can just begin at the beginning and go from there.  Bakewell instead takes a more meaningful approach to a thinker, philosopher, and writer four-hundred years and a language removed.  She drops in, like a neighbor stops in for a chat.  Each chapter approaches the question (his won quest), “How to Live?”  with an answer buried in Montaigne’s own writing.  Bakewell then expands up this idea by highlighting a trait or era in Montaigne’s life.  
Michel Eyquem de Montaigne was born in 1533.  In 1570, he “dies” when thrown from a horse — or so was thought.  He pulls through and the experience changes him forever.  He begins to look at life from outside of himself, and thus understand himself better.  His stream of consciousness essays are the earliest of their kind.  In French, the word essayer means “to try.”  In each of his essays, Montaigne tried out different ideas, trains of thought.  
Montaigne’s Chateau
Of course, it may not seem that difficult to be introspective with a house like that and an entire tower as a library.  But Montaigne was also a public servant and a working landowner.  It seems, based on his papers, he took his position in society very seriously and subscribed to noblese oblige.
This book is an excellent introduction to Montaigne, especially since his writings can be a bit overwhelming at first.  It should also be a boon for Monataigne enthusiasts.  Bakewell sheds light on this influential thinker, places him among the ranks of Aristotle, and Descartes, while at the same time humanizing him.  With this book, she proves that philosophy doesn’t have to be boring, dusty or out of reach. 
Many thanks to the folks at Other Press for the review copy.
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Released October 19, 2010 | Hardcover | 400 pages | ISBN: 978-1-59051-425-2
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REVIEW: THE DOLL by Daphne du Maurier

The Lost Short Stories

These tales written very early in her career (1926-1932), long before Rebecca.  Some were published much later, some not at all.  It’s fascinating to see the writer she would become taking shape in these early stories.  Sometimes they style is slightly more simplistic as though they were first drafts or rough sketches.  What always comes through, however, is her exploration of the human psyche — both of her characters and the reader.  She reveals only just so much, leaving the reader to fill in the blanks.  But rest assured, we land just where du Maurier leads us.  Somehow we now the darkened path, the frightening staircase will lead us down but we can’t stop reading.
du Maurier on the stairs of her beloved home, Menabilly
Another theme that du Maurier employs in her stories that transfers to the reader is a sense of emptiness. The Doll tracks the slow descent to madness through “found” pages of a diary.  A man chases an elusive woman, named Rebecca (naturally).  She is described as cold, heartless vacant.  To the narrator she is a doll.  Perfection is in construction but absent of feeling or soul.  But Rebecca’s fickle nature drives the narrator mad.  And Now To God The Father displays her distinct distrust of organized religion.  Frustration reads like a novice’s attempt at an O. Henry ironic fable.  Tame Cat is entirely unsettling just like we expect du Maurier should be.  By writing from the point-of-view of an incredibly naive narrator, the reader is able to withhold judgement until the awful truth cannot be denied.  Nothing Hurts For Long are the interior thoughts of a two-faced, fair weather “friend.”  Weekend is bitingly realistic and darkly funny.  Within a few short pages, she has traced the evolution of a relationship, albeit cynically.
All of the stories poke at our idea of normal, challenging what is comfortable.  This is unsurprising, knowing the little we do about her unconventional upbringing.  Her grandfather was George du Maurier, author of the wildly popular Trilby.  Daphne was also cousin to the Llewelyn Davies boys, who ultimately inspired J. M. Barrie to write Peter Pan.  Psychologically unnerving and yet somehow of a parallel universe, The Doll will resonate with fans of Jamaica Inn, Don’t Look Now (aka Not After Midnight), Rebecca, and The Scapegoat.  
Also read a great article in The Telegraph.
Many thanks to the folks at William Morrow / HarperCollins for the review copy.
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ISBN: 9780062080349
Imprint: William Morrow Paperbacks
On Sale: 11/22/2011
Format: Trade PB
Trimsize: 5 5/16 x 8
Pages: 224; $14.99
Ages: 18 and Up
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REVIEW: THE STARLITE DRIVE-IN by Marjorie Reynolds

Set in 1950s rural Indiana, this debut novel is told from the first-person by Callie Anne, primarily in flash back.  Now an adult, she is drawn back to the summer she turned 11.  Her memories are recalled in the mindset of a child who now has an adult perspective.  
Her father is the manager and projectionist at the drive-in theatre — king of his small, dusty domain.  Her mother is a agoraphobic, but determined homemaker.  Their predictable if dreary lives are turned upside down when Memphis is hired to help at the theatre.  Officially, he is there to do odd jobs like repair the concessions stand and repaint outbuildings.  Unofficially, he befriends Callie and her mother.  It quickly becomes clear to him that their living situation is an abusive and repressive one and he vows to help them escape.  
One thing Reynolds is very adept at conveying is a complicated relationship.  Callie Anne, still a young girl, looks up to her father, despite his temper.  The two spend hours in the projection booth, watching reels and reciting lines from their favorite movies.  Yet she finds his tyranny stifling.  Callie Anne is as much of a parent to her mother as her mother is to her.  She keeps a lid on things, for the most part, and does all the things in the outside world that her mother can’t.  Memphis complicates this balance, but there is no going back once he and her mother fall in love. And despite his horrid actions, the reader can’t help but feel sympathetic towards Callie Anne’s father.  He is losing his family.
At the outset, the story reminded me a bit of To Kill A Mockingbird.  A youthful narrator making observations on her own past from a more mature perspective.  A rural setting.  Complicated families.   But about halfway in, it devolved into a soap opera.  Situations become repetitive, until all that’s left is “will they or won’t they?”.  Those who like coming-of-age stories with a gossipy edge should read The Starlite Drive-In.

Many thanks to the folks at HarperCollins for the review copy.
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ISBN: 9780062092649; ISBN10: 0062092642; Imprint: William Morrow Paperbacks ; On Sale: 11/22/2011; Format: Trade PB; Trimsize: 5 5/16 x 8; Pages: 336; $14.99; Ages: 18 and Up; BISAC1:FIC000000; BISAC2:FIC022000
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REVIEW: THE APOTHECARY by Maile Meloy

With illustrations by Ian Schoenherr

Normally I don’t read young adult books for review.  I think this is due mostly to the fact that I never really read them when I was a young adult.  I sort of skipped that and went straight on to adult titles (The most notable exception being the wonderful stories of John Bellairs). That, and I suppose I am so buried under books written for adults that to expand genres would only complicate matters.  But something about the descriptions drew me to The Apothecary and I wasn’t disappointed.  
The young heroine is a smart and insightful, but terribly self-conscious fourteen year-old girl.  Already struggling (like anyone) to make the awkward transition from kid to teenager in a sunshiny, idyllic Los Angeles of the early 1950s, she is forced to uproot and move to London.  Her parents, successful television writers in Hollywood, are under surveillance by HUAC.  Rather than  fight a losing battle against unfounded suspicion, they decide to take jobs writing for the BBC.  
Just one of the gorgeous illustrations by Ian Schoenherr
Dropped in the midst of postwar London, without a friend or a clue, Janie Scott becomes immersed in a strange and magical world.  She befriends the son of the local apothecary (the pharmacist, in American) and discovers that the shop dispenses more than the usual remedies.  They are charged with keeping safe an ancient book with recipes and must keep it from falling into the wrong hands. 
Janie’s adventure is great fun.  And like any true young adult book ought, not everything turns out perfectly.  Having just been to London myself this past summer, I especially enjoyed seeing the city through the eyes of another who also felt wonder and overwhelmed at every turn.  
I was incredibly thrilled that the Chelsea Physic Garden figures into the story.  It might have been my favorite stop in London; I didn’t want to leave.  It’s truly an oasis in the middle of the city, and  is a very impressive garden in its own right.  
One of my MANY photos from the Chelsea Physic Garden
All to often books talk down to young readers.  Not so here.  The book is well written and moves right along.  It’s adventurous and imaginative.  Despite its young tone, I was never bored.  I can highly recommend it for young ladies with a particularly precocious spirit.  
A great many thanks to Penguin for the review copy.  
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ISBN 9780399256271 | 368 pages | 04 Oct 2011
Putnam Juvenile | 9.25 x 6.25in | 10 – AND UP years
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READING CHALLENGES for 2012

Last year, the only challenge I entered myself in was a goal of 50 books, tracked by Goodreads. I hit my goal, but this year I wanted to mix things up a little and give some props to other book bloggers.  I found a great list of options at Novel Challenges. It’s searchable by keyword and by year. 


Clocks, Cogs and Mechanisms Reading Challenge 2012

Focusing on Steampunk titles, including classics like HG Wells as well as newer graphic novels.  Levels are cleverly named Brass Gears, Flight goggles, Button-up boots and Clockwork Corset.






Merely Mystery Reading Challenge 2012
This challenge breaks down mysteries into sub-genres and the readers are encouraged to choose titles from the various types.  Choose from The Whodunit, Locked Room Mystery, Cozy, Hard-Boiled/Noir, The Inverted Detective Story, The Historical Whodunnit, The Police Procedural, The Professional Thriller, The Spy Novel, Caper Stories, The Psychological Suspense, Spoofs and Parodies.  And this one has a prize!

Victorian Challenge 2012
So this might not be much of a challenge since I read a great deal of Victorian literature already, but it will help me focus on some authors and works I have yet to delve into.  This one works more like a book club, setting authors in advance. January: The Bronte Sisters, February: Charles Dickens, March: Robert Louis Stevenson, April: Emily Dickinson, May: Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, June: George Eliot, July: Oscar Wilde, August: Anthony Trollope, September: Elizabeth Gaskell, October: Mark Twain, November: Lewis Carroll, December: Louisa May Alcott.

Tea & Books Reading Challenge
From the site: This challenge was inspired by C.S. Lewis’ famous words, “You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.”  You better settle in with a large cup of tea, because in this challenge you will only get to read books with more than 700 pages.
I’ve only committed to two, making me a “Chamomile Lover.”

What will you read this year?

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REVIEWS: BOOKS THAT DIDN’T QUITE FLOAT MY BOAT

I try to give every book the same consideration, particularly when it’s in the review pile.  As a (wannabe) writer myself, I can understand the toil that an author went through.  I respect that.  But there are still some books, that no matter how much I should have liked, and thought I would enjoy, I just can’t get excited about it.  It stinks.  It’s a disappointment to me as an expectant reader, and I’m sure as an author and publisher.
But with a New Year quickly approaching, I feel it is as good a time as any to slough off some of the titles that have straggled on my nightstand…
ASK ALICE by DJ TAYLOR
I loved Taylor’s previous work, Bright Young People, about high society in 1920s in London.  That book was nonfiction.  Ask Alice once again draws on Taylor’s encyclopedic knowledge of the era but in novel form.  The heroine, naive but learning, goes from beguiled to ingenue to jaded.  
The opening pages of the book, told from Alice’s point-of-view, were completely riveting.  Once Taylor introduces a London character who has a pigpen in his back garden, the whole thing falls apart.  The narrative voice loses its way.  Even when we return to Alice on the London stage, Taylor cannot regain the balance or the verve of the early pages.
To his credit, Taylor is an excellent descriptive writer.  His sentences are well-formed and packed with elegance.  In this case, it is the over-arching story that is weak. 

Hardcover: 352 pages
Publisher: Pegasus Books
Language: EnglishISBN-10: 1605980862

BRIGHT AND DISTANT SHORES by DOMINIC SMITH

Here again is a book from one of my favorite authors.  The Mercury Visions of Louis Daguerre left me in tears and The Beautiful Miscellaneous was quite touching.  My penchant for his writing coupled with my downright obsession with the 1893 World’s Fair should have been a no-brainer.  
What was lacking here was Smith’s usually extraordinary narrating characters.  Rather than feeling their adventuresome spirit in the vivid colors of the South Pacific, it reads more like a monochrome manual for gathering archaeological samples.  I desperately wanted to like this book, but I just can’t recommend it.  

Paperback: 480 pages
Publisher: Washington Square Press
Language: EnglishISBN-10: 1439198861


INDIGO
IN SEARCH OF THE COLOR THAT SEDUCED THE WORLD 
by Catherine E. McKinley
Indigo is my favorite color; it always has been.  It was the color of my bridesmaids’ dresses and plenty of decor at my wedding.  I’m also always a fan of books that take a small idea or item and uncover vast histories about it.  I thought this is what I would find between the covers here — a surprising and insightful look at a stunningly beautiful color.
Indigo is less a history and more a personal diary.  The author embarks on a journey to Africa in order to discover more about indigo, but she is sparing in her details about the history that brings her there.  Rather than intertwining the old and the new, the old becomes abandoned for her own adventures.  There were also glaring historical errors like her mention of “the invention of the cotton gin in 1974,” (page 4) that made it hard to enjoy.
Hardcover: 256 pp

Size: 5.5 x 8.25 in
Language: English
ISBN-10: 1608195058
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In all cases, I sincerely wish to thank the publicists for providing the review copies.  I hope they will not find me unfair in my assessments.
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GIVEAWAY: A DISCOVERY OF WITCHES

Christmas hustle and bustle got you harried?  Want to win something? For yourself?  You don’t have to tell… just leave a comment below and  you’ll be entered to win a copy of A DISCOVERY OF WITCHES, out in paperback this December 27.  Easier than reciting a magic spell!

Here’s a bit about the book:

- Set in real, storied and historic places on the campus of Oxford University, England.
- It debuted at # 2 on the New York Times bestseller list and was published in 34 countries.
- Warner Brothers has acquired screen rights to A DISCOVERY OF WITCHES and its sequels.
- A second installment in the All Souls Trilogy, Shadow of Night, is due out in summer 2012.
- Read about the author and her works here: http://deborahharkness.com/discovery-of-witches/

THIS GIVEAWAY IS OVER.  CONGRATULATIONS TO JENNIFER.

Here’s a bit about the giveaway:
- To enter, leave a comment on this post with A) Your First Name & B) Your Email in the following format  [email (at) domain (dot) com.
- Winner will be chosen via random.org.  Entries must be posted on December 30, no later than 5:00pm EST.
- Prize is one paperback copy of A DISCOVERY OF WITCHES by Deborah Harkness.
- Prize will be mailed directly to the winner from the publisher.

Good luck!!

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REVIEW: THE TINY BOOK OF TINY STORIES

Volume 1
by hitRECord & Joseph Gordon-Levitt
This book is pure joy.  Short, succinct thoughts and ideas with curious and thoughtful illustrations are compiled in this small tome.  But don’t let the size deceive you; as William Blake wrote, “One thought fills immensity.”

Some stories garner a chuckle.  Some make you feel like you’ve been stabbed in the heart.  Others simply remind you to stop and smell the roses.  None are overly sentimental; rather these make up a sort of Poor Richard’s Almanack for modern life.  

It’s a collective of collaborations from hitrecord.org – one you will find yourself visiting over and over. Self-described as: “HITRECORD is an open collaborative production company, and this website iswhere we make things together. Writers, musicians, filmmakers, video editors, animators, illustrators, photographers, photo-shoppers… Wanna work with us? I direct our community in a variety of collaborations. When one of our productions makes money, we split the profits 50/50 between the company and the contributing artists.”

But don’t just take my (or even their) word for it.  Let these “excerpts” speak for themselves. 

I truly can’t wait for volume 2.  And am already skulking around their site, hoping for more modern wisdom with a wry smile.
Many thanks to Joel at !t Books (HarperCollins) for the review copy.
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ISBN: 9780062121660
ISBN10: 0062121669
Imprint: It Books
On Sale: 12/6/2011
Format: Hardcover
Trimsize: 4 x 6
Pages: 88; $14.99
Ages: 18 and Up
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REVIEW: THE VICES by Lawrence Douglas

Ah, the holiday season… Time to gather with family and surround oneself with warm, comforting memories. 
Or, more realistically, subdue rising anxieties about the perfect meal, dodging insults about your housekeeping abilities, the way you are bringing up the kids, avoiding this year’s taboo topic, and desperately hoping your gift will meet with a less-whithering gaze this year.  It’s when we set aside our normal, (mostly) functioning lives to invite dysfunction in for a couple of days. Now, it’s not all that bad, really, but everyone has had some sort of awkward dinner to attend, perhaps at the new girlfriend’s parents’ house.  From the outside observer, it makes for some hilarious schadenfreude.  
For this narrator, he remembers his friend and colleague Oliver Vice as an aloof, strangely wealthy philosopher type.  After Oliver’s disappearance over the rails of the Queen Mary 2, the reminiscences attempt to piece together an enigmatic character.  Oliver is at one fearless and shy, dapper and stunted.  
The Vices reads like a prose version of an Edward Albee play.  In fact, more than one scene could be out of Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?  However, I must disagree with some of the “advance praise” quotes.  While I found the book very engaging and was anxious to keep reading it, I did not find it terribly funny.  It’s not “widely comic” nor does it imbue a “bright sense of humor.”  I say this not as a slight on the book; it’s very well-written.  I just wish to dispel any expectation of chuckles along the way for any future reader.  I think I would have enjoyed it all the more had I not been expecting it to get funny.  
Any humor that is to be gleaned from its pages comes from the most uncomfortable awkwardness of the characters.  The Vice Family Christmas Dinner is not something I would want to attend.  It was so vividly drawn I found myself wincing for their transgressions.  
Additionally, the Vices’ backstory, which is woven into the narrator’s search for the family’s true identity, is quite interesting.  So much identity was lost — deliberately and accidentally — during great migrations of people in the 20th century.  Unfortunately, this trail is not fully-formed by the author and the final pages of the book peter out.  
Imperfect though I found it, it makes for an enjoyable read.  Book clubs should consider it as a choice for their readers.  There is plenty to be pondered and discussed.  
Many, many thanks to OTHER PRESS for the review copy.  
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Format: Trade Paperback, 352 pages
On Sale: August 16, 2011
ISBN: 978-1-59051-415-3 (1-59051-415-7)

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REVIEW: GOOD NEIGHBORS by Ryan David Jahn

It’s called the “bystander effect” and its real.  It’s been proven time and again by psychologists.  And it has been under discussion again with the Penn State scandal.  (Read about it here from NPR) Most people think they would intervene if they saw a crime happening in front of them.  They would either step in, or at least call the police or an ambulance.  The truth is, as humans, it’s not that cut and dry.  The more witnesses there are, the less likely it is that someone will come forward.  Why?  Everyone assumes that someone else will pick up the phone.  The mind makes excuses.  
In 1964, this bystander effect cost a young woman her life.
Based on the true events surrounding the attack of Kitty Genovese, Ryan David Jahn explores the by stander effect, creating scenarios for each of the neighbors who did nothing.  Each chapter changes point-of-view, showing what each character was doing, instead of helping Kitty.  Failing marriages, draft papers, corrupt cops and an ailing mother all lurk behind the windows, safely inside.  
Kitty Genovese
Jahn creates a set of very believable characters and the book begins quite strongly.  But as the story progresses, it devolves into repetitive, spiraling narratives about selfish and shallow people. The only threads that kept me slogging through the mid-pages were that of Frank and Erin and Patrick and his mother.  It finds its footing once again as the threads come together once again in the final chapters.  Most effective is the first-person narrative of Kitty.  Her inner thoughts of terror and determination for survival is gripping, and is the strength of the book.  Even as it is a novel to be read for itself, hopefully, it will remind its readers of the importance of stepping in, speaking up and making a difference.
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Many thanks to Penguin for the review copy.
ISBN 9780143118961 | 288 pages | 31 May 2011 | Penguin | 5.15 x 7.87in | 18 – AND UP
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REVIEW: THE SCRAPBOOK OF FRANKIE PRATT by Caroline Preston

I adore this book.  It’s a completely individual way to tell a story.  It’s a novel masquerading as a scrapbook — or perhaps it’s the other way around.  Author Caroline Preston says of taking on this project, “I spent an unhealthy portion of my childhood rooting around in the boiling-or-freezing attic of my parent’s house in Lake Forest, Illinois.  My mother could be called a tidy pack rat —keeping many generations worth of diaries, letters, clippings, dresses and weird souvenirs in neatly labeled trunks and boxes.”  


She could be talking about me.  With family in rural Illinois and a grandmother who has been a wonderful archivist, I have spent untold hours staring at pictures of ancestor’s I never knew.  My cousin Rachael and I also frequent the many antique shops in small towns — not to mention the treasure troves we find in old barns and sheds.  I’ve got piles and stacks and boxes of my own now.  Postcards and driver’s licenses from people I don’t know.  


One of my prized finds.

Preston takes actual pieces of vintage ephemera and constructs a story about a young girl who’s growing up during the fabulous Roaring 20s.  Frankie Pratt lands a scholarship at Vassar, rubs elbows with wealthy socialites, gets a broken heart, dances the Charleston, and lives it up in Art Deco Manhattan and expatriate Paris.


Page 116

Preston’s narrator is sweet, naive but not useless.  She is reminiscent of Cassandra from Dodie Smith’s I Capture the Castle.  She chooses experience over caution, but she’s not spoiled or reckless.  Simply a smart girl who wants to get the most out of life.  And her scrapbook makes her even more endearing to the reader.  


Page 180

Preston’s collection is even more impressive when you learn that it’s all real. She created an actual scrapbook of actual items that she found.  Preston recalls, “In all I collected over 600 pieces of original 1920′s ephemera.  Some I found in my own stash of vintage paper, the rest I tracked down and bought from dozens of antique stores and hundreds of eBay sellers.”  And she did a beautiful job. 


The Scrapbook of Frankie Pratt reads, in parts, a bit like a young adult book but not enough to be only read as such.  It’s completely enjoyable for any age.  The items found on the pages enlighten the reader about a past era.  Frankie Pratt is a lively voice from the past.  




Many thanks to Heather at HarperCollins for the review copy.


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ISBN: 9780061966903
Imprint: Ecco 
10/25/2011
Format: Hardcover
Trimsize: 6 x 9
Pages: 240; $25.99

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REVIEW: FOREVER RUMPOLE by John Mortimer

It’s going to be impossible to review this book without comparing it to the works of PG Wodehouse.  The writings share a number of attributes — silly surnames, ridiculous situations, and even more unlikely solutions.  Barrister Horace Rumpole tells stories from the first person, much like Bertie and Mr. Mulliner, but his are from the Old Bailey and its environs.  And instead of focusing on the theft of cow creamers and fickle romances, Rumpole must use his wits to set free ne’er-do-wells who (probably) didn’t commit the crime they are on trial for.

Somewhat jaded, Rumpole has seen it all at this point.  He is little fazed by the cluelessness  of dregs of society or the incredible antics of the Ministers of Parliament.  His nonchalant narrative makes the stories all the more entertaining for a lay audience.  One needn’t be a student of the law to get caught up in the tales of the court anymore than you need to have a country house to want to go Bunburying.  I will admit, however, that my maniacal watching of Law & Order: UK hasn’t hurt any with some of the vocabulary.

Unlike Bertie Wooster, Rumpole is actually trying to better his world, one client at a time.  He doesn’t think of himself first, or rely on a Jeeves to get him out of a scrape.  Rumpole takes on injustice when everything stacked against him.  He thrives on it.  He’s a bit like Wile E. Coyote, except his traps actually work.  While other barristers and solicitors are content with a deposition, Rumpole finds the one tiny detail that unravels an entire case.

Reading Rumpole is a sheer delight.  The stories are lithe and funny.  Mortimer has drawn imperfect, realistic characters for us to watch from the gallery.  Or better yet, beside him at a pub, sharing a pint and stories of “that time when…”.

A great many thanks to Meghan at Viking for the review copy.
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ISBN 9780670023066 | 528 pages | 10 Nov 2011 | Viking Adult | 5.98 x 9.01in | 18 – AND UP 

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REVIEW: THE UNINNOCENT by Bradford Morrow

I became a fan of Bradford Morrow somewhat late in the game. He’s been writing, teaching and winning awards for sometime now.  Yet I only I read, loved and reviewed The Diviner’s Tale last year, but I could barely wait to read more by him.  I was thrilled when I was sent an advance copy of his book of short stories, The Uninnocent.  
Working in a different format than his last novel, Morrow is freed from structure.  It’s actually quite surprising how his voice changes from tale to tale.  While not really modern Gothic or supernatural, like The Diviner’s Tale, these stories are incredibly dark.  Most are told in the first person, making the psychological insight all the more disturbing.  These are creatures who suffer from an extreme form of desperation, yet remind us how fine that line is for all of us.
From O. Henry’s Full House (1952)


Lush is like a modern version of an O. Henry story. It recalls The Gift of the Magi and The Last Leaf, though in a completely different and dysfunctional way.  My favorite might be the eponymous tale in which a child recalls seeing the ghost of his brother.  The narrator speaks with simplicity.  He captures how a child speaks before he thinks, not restrained by the embarrassments that we acquire as we age.  And it is this naivete that makes his story even more unsettling.  Ellie’s Idea is strangely amusing, but not all of the stories leave one satisfied.  This collection is not for the squeamish, and should probably be read in the daylight hours and in small doses.  But I mean that as a compliment.  Morrow draws you into the characters’ minds, gets you dizzy, then leaves you to find your own way home.  It’s well done and enjoyable; just be sure to drop some breadcrumbs along the way.
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Many thanks to Claiborne at Pegasus Books for the advance copy.

ISBN 978-1-60598-265-6
Size 6 x 9
272 pages
Fiction
December 5, 2011

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REVIEW: AMERICA WALKS INTO A BAR by Christine Sismondo

A Spirited History of Taverns and Saloons, Speakeasies and Grog Shops

As someone who grew up on episodes of Cheers and lived in a colonial-era tavern and inn, I suppose I might have been somewhat predisposed to be enamored by the subject.  But if you stop to consider, I think most people are.  The gathering of community is something we all need and create.  
This is a fascinating social history of our relatively young country.  And with all we have been though as a nation, one thing that has been a constant is the bar — even when they were banned.  Not just as a place to imbibe, but a place to gather.  Revolutions and crimes alike have been planned in them.  The Salem Witch Trials just may have been started because of one. 
The Green Dragon Tavern, the cradle of the Boston Tea Party
Sismondo brings into focus the history of America’s founding, growing pains and social reforms through the lens of the community tavern.  She reminds us that a pioneer town was likely to have tavern before it had a church or courthouse.  The bar was pressed into many civic uses, but it was also the hub of the people.  It was a place to get warm, to see friends, to hear the news and to grumble about life.  
The book traces, in relatively chronological order, the evolution of the bar as meeting place from the Puritans to Colonialists, early temperance movements in the literary sphere,  political machines, speakeasies, the repeal of Prohibition, dessert cocktails and more.  
It’s quite stunning, actually, to look at ourselves as a nation, in the mirror of a backbar.
 

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Many thanks to the folks at Oxford University Press for the review copy.

America Walks into a Bar
A Spirited History of Taverns and Saloons, Speakeasies and Grog Shops
Christine Sismondo
ISBN13: 9780199734955
ISBN10: 019973495X
Hardback, 336 pages

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REVIEW AND GIVEAWAY: AGATHA CHRISTIE

An Autobiography

As much as I love biographies, I’m often hesitant about autobiographies.  Everyone has an interesting story — that doesn’t meant they know how to tell it.  There is no doubt Dame Agatha Christie knew how to tell a story.  Hundreds of them.  But her best may be her own.
She begins at the beginning (sort of) and tells a roughly chronological series of events.  In fact, her fanciful meanderings are part of what makes the book so endearing.  Her descriptions of late Victorian / early Edwardian society are not only priceless anthropologically, but an absolute joy to read.  The tone is light and joyful, as a small child might tell her grandmother about the fairies at the bottom of the garden.  Indeed, her young life was rather ethereal.  One of those English upbringings that one wonders if it actually ever existed.  Imagination was encouraged to run rampant and adventure was to be met head-on. 
Her observations on life itself, too, are absolute gems.  One could extract an entire philosophy from her thoughts.   While recalling her studies in Paris, she muses, “It seems to me that teaching can only be satisfactory if it awakens some response in you.  Mere information is no good, it gives you nothing more than you had before.”  Or her recollections of Christmas as a child.  ”After the pleasurable inertia of Christmas afternoon – pleasurable, that is, for the elders: the younger ones read books, looked at their presents, ate more chocolates and so on — there was a terrific tea with a great idea Christmas cake as well as everything else, and finally a supper of cold turkey and hot mince pies.  About nine o’clock there was the Christmas tree, with more presents hanging on it.  A splendid day, and one to be remembered till next year, when Christmas came again.”  These and other memories of dances, parties, traveling to Egypt with her husband archaeologist and trips with grandchildren are an entirely enjoyable read.  In fact, one doesn’t need to be a fan of Agatha Christie or even mysteries to enjoy it.  
My review copy does not include the audio disc of Agatha’s actual voice dictating her memoir.  I can only imagine it, too, is nostalgic and lovely.
In honor of this reissue from HarperCollins, we have teamed up to host a giveaway in honor of Dame Christie.  
I’ve got a great little prize pack:  A copy of Cards on the Table, a delightful little Hercule Poirot murder mystery surrounding a game of bridge in a strange scenario; a pack of Agatha Christie bookmarks; and a black and red Agatha Christie totebag.  (This image is not to scale — obviously.)
So, do you want to win?  Leave a comment below with your NAME, EMAIL (at) DOT COM, and why you think you would be a good detective.  This giveaway is open to anyone with a US mailing address.  Have your comment posted before Friday, November 18, 2011 at 10:00 p.m. EST to be entered.  Winning entry will be chosen by Random.org.  
A huge thanks to Danielle at HarperCollins for the great gifts and the review copy of An Autobiography
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ISBN: 9780062073594
ISBN10: 0062073591
Imprint: Harper 
On Sale: 11/22/2011
Format: Hardcover
Trimsize: 6 x 9
Pages: 544; $29.99; Ages: 18 and Up
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MORE GREAT READS FOR HALLOWEEN

Can’t get enough of ghoulish stories?  Neither can I!  Which means I have even more creepy titles to suggest for Halloween — and any chilly, fall night best spent by the fire.

How about something easy to get into and tough to put down?  Try MISS PEREGRINE’S HOME FOR PECULIAR CHILDREN by Ransom Riggs.  It’s a very fun read and interspersed with strange photographs.

Can’t get enough of salacious mysteries?  Try THE CRADLE IN THE GRAVE by Sophie Hannah.  Frighteningly realistic police procedural.

Read my entire review here. 

A strange disappearance and a race to find the truth are the object of the entirely-true, bone-chilling tale of THE LOST CYCLIST by David Herlihy.

Or try something in the realm of the impossible made entirely plausible in a collection of short stories by Ben Loory.  STORIES FOR THE NIGHTTIME AND SOME FOR THE DAY is unlike anything else.

Science, too, can be terrifying, when we take a look at how far we’ve come.  Check out MEDICAL MUSES: HYSTERIA IN 19TH CENTURY PARIS by Asti Hustvedt and learn about some of the first studied ideas about sanity. 

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CARDS ON THE TABLE by Agatha Christie

Unperturbed, Poirot gave her a card.
“Give that to your mistress. I think she will see me.”
It was one of his more ostentatious cards. The words “Private Detective” were printed in one corner. He had had them specially engraved for the purpose of obtaining interviews with the so-called fair sex. Nearly every woman, whether conscious of innocence or not, was anxious to have a look at a private detective and find out what he wanted.
Left ignominiously on the mat, Poirot studied the doorknocker with intense disgust at its unpolished condition.
“Ah! for Brasso and a rag,” he murmured to himself.

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REVIEW: MURDER IN A FIRST-CLASS CARRIAGE by Kate Colquhoun

The First Victorian Railway Killing

I’m a sucker for these sorts of books.  In fact, when I received the review copy, my husband joked, “Well, someone said, ‘Let’s write a book for you!’”  It has so many themes I love: mystery, the Victorian era, trains, and a murder trial.  AND it’s British.  
Drawn from the annals of the Old Bailey and newspaper accounts, it traces the murder of one Mr. Thomas Briggs, an older but successful business man who was traveling home via the rail. Among many of the mysterious circumstances are the seeming lack of motive, the sort timespan in which the crime could have been committed and the loss of a hat (In fact, in Britain, this book was titled Mr. Briggs’ Hat).  Even more intriguing is the setting.  The British Victorians had a love/hate relationship with crime even then.  As a society, they were obsessed to the last, bloody detail of the darkest side of human nature — while at the same time obsessed with repressing and destroyed every shred of it within. 
Favored suspect Franz Muller
The book is very well researched and chock full of quotes from eyewitnesses and reports.  Yet all of this studiousness makes it feel at times a bit more academic than a mystery to be solved.  Between an inquest, an extradition and two trials, some of the information begins to feel redundant, if complete.  The author also chooses to italicize the quotes she uses, rather than surround them with quotation marks.  Rather than getting used to it, I found it increasingly distracting.  Still I read happily to the end, devouring the gripping tale of the crime and investigation itself. 
Murder in a First-Class Carriage explores a completely fascinating chapter of Victorian crime that has been lost to time somehow.  I am admittedly obsessed with this idea and often read from The Old Bailey Online for a voyeuristic peek into the past.  This book brings one of those many, dusty stories back to life.

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Many thanks to Kate at Overlook Press for the review copy.

Murder in the First-Class Carriage
By Kate Colquhoun 
352 pages
ISBN 13: 978-1-59020-675-1
Trim Size: 6 x 9
Release Date: October 27, 2011

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BOOK PHOTO: MURDER ON THE FIRST-CLASS CARRIAGE

Normally I take a photo of the book itself with some sort of set or prop relating to the story.  This one is a bit different — and quite special.
While traveling in England, my husband and I made sure to stop at 221b Baker St in London.  There is a fabulous Sherlock museum that is quite hands on and is full of fun details.  I took dozens of pictures there but it wasn’t until I was looking at them at home that I noticed something peculiar. Framed and hung on Sherlock’s bedroom wall are photographs of various criminals (I think).  Among them is picture of Frank Muller, associated with the crime highlighted in this book.  He hangs almost exactly center of this photo.

Can you identify any of the other ne-er-do-wells pictured?

My review of Murder in the First-Class Carriage: The First Victorian Railway Killing goes live 10/21/11.  The book will be available in the US on 10/27/11 from Overlook Press.
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GREAT READS FOR HALLOWEEN

October is my favorite month.  It always has been, even when I lived in different parts of the country.  Of course, it’s no coincidence that October means Halloween for me.  Scary stories, chocolate, costumes – what’s not to love!  So, as the days grow shorter and cooler, here are some suggestions for the change in weather.  I’ll read a creepy story any time of the year, but these titles make you want to curl up with a strange, mysterious or frightening book.

Steampunk!  An Anthology of Fantastically Rich and Strange Stories
Edited by Kelly Link & Gavin Grant

This book from Candlewick Press is a collection of short stories with Steampunk-ish themes.  Each tale is by a different author who approach the genre a bit differently.  This makes the book a great way to discover new authors and ideas.  The only downside, really, is that if you really love a story or writer, it can be a bit of a tease.  It’s kind of amazing to see how many imaginary worlds, just in touch with reality, are inspired by these writers.   Far less important but just as enjoyable are the small illustrations that adorn the pages and change with each story.
One of my favorite tales in the collection is The Ghost of Cwmlech Manor by Delia Sherman.  It marries beautifully the advanced mechanisms of the genre with a romantic ghost story.  I was also drawn to The Summer People which is set a surreal-yet-somehow-believable world of an Appalachia with small clockwork fairy-like creatures.  
Read samples and learn more: http://strangeandfascinating.com/
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Believing is Seeing: Observations on the Mysteries of Photography
By Errol Morris

For the more academically-minded but still interested in a something illuminating, check out this handsome compilation of essays by Errol Morris.  While most items have been published elsewhere as serial entries, this brings them all together on large, well-designed pages with great reproductions of the photographs that are examined.
These series of articles investigate the veracity not only of photographs but also our perceptions of them.  Since the birth of the medium, there has been an association of truth with photograph.  Morris expounds on how the camera can lie through technical means like perspective and parallax as well as a choices made by the photographer.  
The best of the series is one called “Whose Father Was He?” in which he retraced an investigation around a photograph of three children found on the body of a Civil War solider.  

Reproduction of the photo
This photograph was reprinted in dozens of newspapers at the time, trying to identify the children.  Morris tracks the story with the determination of a bloodhound, all the while ruminating on why this particular story of tragedy to captured a nation.  
Other essays, while in depth, delve into the abstruse and seem distracted.  Indeed, every once in awhile Morris seems to be tooting his own horn rather than letting the photography and ideas lead him.
Read up on Morris and his other projects here:  http://errolmorris.com/
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Many thanks to the folks at Candlewick Press and The Penguin Press for the review copies.
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ALSO, watch for my upcoming review of MURDER ON THE FIRST-CLASS CARRIAGE: THE FIRST VICTORIAN RAILWAY KILLING by Kate Colquhoun.  It goes live 10/21.

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REVIEW: RULES OF CIVILITY by Amor Towles

I loved this book.  I loved reading it, the story, the cover art, the photo insets, almost everything about it.  It’s probably blasphemous for me to say, but I enjoyed it more than The Great Gatsby.
Set in a post-Depression Manhattan, it follows the trials and triumphs of a small group of friends (and sometimes lovers) in a glittering, Art-Deco New York City. Katey Kontent (yes, the name is a bit self-conscious, but so is Katey) is the narrator of the tale and is far from content.  She works as a secretary in a very respectable firm and finds fun where she can with her friend Eve Ross.   Both of their fates take a turn on New Year’s Eve in a dark jazz club — the night when Tinker Grey comes into their lives.
The overall theme is that life is an adventure unwritten, and not every turning reveals good fortune.  When a shattering accident affects all in their small but close-knit group, it sends each shard of their relationship in multiple directions.  

Publicity postcard for Rules of Civility
Rules of Civility refers to George Washington’s book of the same name in which he laid out guidelines for keeping polite company.  Tinker sometimes references it, though often ironically.  This book instead creates its own witticisms and aphorisms.  There are too many to recount, but a favorite, early on, is “Learning dance steps was the sorry Saturday night pursuit of every boardinghouse girl in America.”  And I couldn’t agree more with this sentiment: “No matter how much you think of yourself, no matter how long you’ve lived in Hollywood or Hyde Park, a brown Bentley is going to catch your eye.  There couldn’t be more than a few hundred of them in the world and every aspect is designed with envy in mind.”
Fashion photo by Hoyningen-Heune, 1938
Towles sets out a very metered pace and in a structured narrative.  It spans exactly one year, told in flashback.  Interestingly, Towles manages to withhold “how it all ends” despite the fact that he begins at the end.  Effectively, it shows the reader how “naive” we are, just as Katey is.  Also quite effective are the photographs by Walker Evans that mark sections of the book.  This series of subway candids reminds us easily read body language and facial expression is, particularly when our guard is down.  Washington’s Rules of Civility do not apply here.
As a setting – time and place – it is incredibly well-researched, but comfortably so.  It doesn’t feel forced or sound like it is name-dropping for effect.  There is only one portion of one chapter that falls flat.  The rest is as effervescent as a newly popped bottle of champagne.
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Many thanks to the folks at Viking/Penguin for the review copy.
Book: Hardcover 
5.98 x 9.01in 
352 pages 
ISBN 9780670022694 
26 Jul 2011
Viking Adult
18 – AND UP
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WINNER: MEMOIRS OF SHERLOCK HOLMES

And we have a winner!  Terry’s comment was chosen on random.org.

Of Sherlock, Terry said: “As to why I love Mr. Holmes, he’s the original, brilliant misanthrope. Before there was Gregory House, almost before there was even Allan Quatermain, there was Sherlock Holmes.”

Thanks to everyone who entered and to the folks at Penguin Classics for providing the prize!

Keep sleuthing everyone!

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GIVEAWAY: THE MEMOIRS OF SHERLOCK HOLMES by Sir A.C. Doyle

I don’t suppose it’s entirely fair for me to be reviewing a classic.  It’s fairly certain that the tales of Sherlock and Watson are good.  As one who grew up on them and the Granada series (Jeremy Brett IS Sherlock), it’s hard to imagine my literary memory without them.   Rereading them was a joy.  I’d forgotten how lithe and modern the writing was.  Doyle also creates such vivid characters.  Each of their voices is different.  It’s no wonder than 120 years later, people are writing new stories, blockbuster films are being made and critically-accliamed television shows keep people riveted to their sets.  Not to mention, scores of people making the pilgrimage to 221B Baker Street itself (yes, I admit, I went.  And it was wonderful).  
At Sherlock’s house.
Penguin Classics has reprinted this collection of stories, which includes: “Silver Blaze”, ” The Yellow Face”, “The Stockbroker’s Clerk”, “The Gloria Scott”, “The Musgrave Ritual”, “The Reigate Squires”, “The Crooked Man”, “The Resident Patient”, “The Greek Interpreter”, “The Naval Treaty”, and “The Final Problem.”  You can see Doyle’s growing impatience with Sherlock as he reaches fatal finale at Reichenbach Falls. Not to worry, though.  It seems Sherlock isn’t going anywhere for some time.  I’m pretty protective of Sherlock, but it seems in general his inspiration has brought about some fabulous story-telling.  

To win a copy of this book is elementary.  Please leave a comment below.  Include your first name, your email (at) com address, and phrase about why you love Sherlock.  US only, please.  Winner will be chosen at random on Sept 27 2011, at 11:59PM EST.  
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REVIEW: MISS PEREGRINE’S HOME FOR PECULIAR CHILDREN by Ransom Riggs

Anyone who knows me could have guessed I’d like this book just based on the cover.  Slightly creepy, old black and white photograph and a Victorian-style title. I came across this book while in a book store at the Newark airport, of all places.  My husband and I were headed to Scotland for our honeymoon but we had a six-hour layover, which left plenty of time to pour over the titles this shop had — thankfully more than the usual top ten thrillers and romance novels.  
At the outset, the author makes it clear this is no typical scary story.  Our main character relates his confusion and desperate feelings when pieces of the strange tales his grandfather told him begin to come true.  A true teenager and constantly at odds with his parents, he struggles to discover what these clues mean. At times, the book reminded me of “Bedknobs and Broomsticks”, “The Orphanage” and “Harry Potter”.  But it is none of those things entirely.
To the book’s credit, I had read nearly half of it before I realized it was probably meant to be in the young adult genre.  The plot, story and characters are strong.  The hints only become obvious as more characters his age come into the story and his interaction with them come front and center.  Riggs does not “talk down” to his reader, which is refreshing in any genre.  The main character, though confused, is not rash or inherently irresponsible.  He is not perfect, but neither should he be ignored — an excellent role model for a younger reader. 
Perhaps the strongest characteristic is the inserting of bizarre photographs.  These are real photos that Riggs has found along the way — in yard sales or in friend’s collections.  He builds his “peculiar children” around them and their images make them far less fantastical.  Creepy, perhaps.  But more real. 
I must admit to having a soft spot for this detail.  I too collect cast-off and sometimes strange photographs.  I wonder about the people in them, and the ones that took them.  My book photo includes one such photo:
I even own an original photo by Yefim Tovbis, one of the people Riggs borrowed a surreal photo from. It’s been a dozen years or so since I bought it but it’s always had a place of honor on the wall.  It shows, as do the photos in this book, how striking images can alter our perception of reality and burn place on our memory.  
I highly recommend reading MISS PEREGRINE’S HOME FOR PECULIAR CHILDREN.  It was great fun as an adult and can only imagine it must be so for a mid-late teenager as well.  I would not suggest it for someone younger than 10 or so since it can be a bit scary.  Although I was watching Hitchcock when I was 4, so judge for your own child.  
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I did not receive a review copy of this book.

View the author’s site here: http://www.ransomriggs.com/

ISBN:9781594744761
Book Dimensions:5 3/16 x 8 3/16
Page Count: 352
Release Date: June 7, 2011
Book Price:$17.99

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BOOK PHOTO: Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children

This book draws some of its characters from strange portraits.  Reproductions of the photos are sprinkled throughout the book.  I too have a small collection of odd pictures, found at fairs, yard sales and museums.  Here I’ve couple the book with one of my favorites of a school teacher, his wife, and a rabbit in a top hat.  

My review of the book will be posted soon.

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REVIEW: THE CRADLE IN THE GRAVE by Sophie Hannah

Hannah’s tireless cops are on the case again in her newest procedural novel.  Strangely enough, its publication rather coincides with the real life of Casey Anthony.  Never one to shy away from difficult subject matter, Hannah, through her characters, explores the emotional and societal impacts of such an unthinkable crime.

The main action surrounds the making of an investigative journalism documentary about mothers who had been convicted of killing their children – only to be acquitted with later evidence.  Its executive producer and mastermind quits his job at the BBC rather abruptly, leaving heroine Fliss Benson with the reins.  As she begins to sift through the files and interviews, she uncovers questionable statements, missing evidence and doubtful witnesses.  All the while, MPS is on the case, tracking down the murderer of one of these acquitted women.  The two narratives run like the two hypothetical trains at 60 and 70 mph, destined to collide in St. Louis.  Or in this case Notting Hill. 

The original BBC building, Regents Street, London.
Author Sophie Hannah’s strength, as always, lies in her dialogue.  It truly informs her entire story.  Her characters all have different voices and thought patterns.  Their vocabulary and speech patterns are unique.  I couldn’t tell you what Fliss Benson looks like, or even if Hannah gives a physical description, but I could tell you what she would say, think, or do in any situation.  Each of the police officers varies.  They range from lovesick to crass to solitary.  It is these characters that engross the reader.  The “whodunit” aspect becomes secondary.  It is hardly a surprise then that Hannah’s stories has been adapted into a mini-series called “Case Sensitive” on Britain’s ITV1.  I can only hope it will run in America as well.
This storyline is nowhere near as graphic as The Truth-Teller’s Lie, but the subject matter is quite unsettling.  Its immediacy is part of what makes it so gripping, but readers should be warned that it pulls no punches.  Readers should also know that Hannah does her utmost to explore every possible point-of-view.  She tries to shed light on the grey areas of guilt and innocence, public scrutiny and private grief.  Only the murderer is a villain  (and even that character is somewhat sympathetic).  Everyone else is portrayed as conflicted, confused and struggling — imperfect.  It reminds the reader that a trial can prove only a sliver of truth, while the rest is unseen.
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Many thanks to the folks at Penguin for the review copy.
ISBN 9781101543733 | 480 pages | 30 Aug 2011 | Penguin | 18 – AND UP 
Visit Sophie Hannah’s site.
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REVIEW: THE RETURN OF CAPTAIN JOHN EMMETT by Elizabeth Speller

I am unhappy to report that the strongest element about this book is the cover art.  It hearkens back to the wonderful Great Western Rail (and other) posters of the 1920s and 30s in England — the Golden Age of Travel.  The contents, I’m afraid, do not. 
The story is set in 1920, just as England sputters into a recovery after the First World War.  The main protagonist, Laurence Bartram survived his days in France but returns to an empty home.  His wife and son died while he was away.  With little to anchor him, he receives a letter from the sister of an old friend.  She asks him to help discover the cause of her brother’s sudden suicide — or perhaps uncover something more sinister.  
Trafalgar Square, London, 1920.
Unfortunately, the plot drags on for far too long.  It has none of the suspense that can sustain a drawn out storyline.  The reader simply has to plod along with Bartram, looking over his shoulder  while he traces various threads.  It’s one gloomy parlor interview after another.  
Bartram himself is not a terribly compelling character.  Sad and sympathetic, but not engaging.  The only brightly drawn character is his friend Charles.  Clearly modeled after one of London’s Bright Young People, he actually brings to life a sliver of the times.  And it’s not just the fact that Charles’ outlook is more positive.  He is the only one with a palpable personality.
The “villain” is silly and the discovery of the villain even more so.  It seems as if Speller wrote herself into a corner and had to create loopholes and surprise characters to make her shifty plot work.  As it is, it makes little sense, and by the end the reader really couldn’t care any less.  Even if I wanted to read a melodrama, this was hardly an engrossing example of it.  
But don’t just take my word for it.  You can read an excerpt here.  You can also view the trailer here.
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A sincere thanks to the folks at HMH Books for the review copy. 
ISBN-13/EAN: 9780547511696 ; $26.00
ISBN-10: 0547511698
Hardcover ; 448 pages
Publication Date: 07/04/2011
Trim Size: 5.50 x 8.25 
It’s rare for me to not like a book, but when I do find something that’s not to my liking, I normally set it aside.  I did not do that here.  I read it cover to cover in order to give it a fair shake.  
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REVIEW: THE LANTERN by Deborah Lawrenson

This is yet another recent book that cements my assumption that Provence is enchanting.  Of course, in my fantasy, there is significantly less murder and suspicion than in this book (or Death at Chateau Bremont). Still, I too dream of a run down but livable field stone farmhouse, with an aging orchard and lavender fields, stretching out behind it.  My chief responsibilities would be writing, reading, wandering and gardening.  My ideas don’t vary much from the main narrator.  Eve escapes from a barely rewarding career to a storybook villa in the countryside of France.  But a cloud shadows her sunny outlook when her boyfriend begins acting suspiciously.
An abandoned home in Provence / http://abandonedplaces.livejournal.com/2118536.html
The book switches between two narrators, whose stories slowly meet in the middle.  Firstly, the main, modern-day narrator deals with her growing doubts about her boyfriend’s honesty.  Her efforts to gain any insight from him only drive them apart, so she resorts to her own research — neighbors, newspapers, gossip — and learns that he was married before, to a woman named Rachel.  She struggles between calming her racing imagination and her fears that she might be the next woman in his life to disappear. 
The second narrator, as it quickly becomes clear, is a woman who lived in the same cluster of buildings about 60 or so years previously.  Her family ran the farm as best they were able, despite one daughter’s blindness, a son’s familial betrayal, and a father’s sudden death.  This narrative is rife with vivid descriptions of Provence’s scents and sights — particularly as the sisters embark on a lavender and perfume venture.  
The book is certainly engaging and will make you want to keep reading.  At times the switching between narratives is a bit distracting, especially when it is too frequent.  While it bears certain resemblances to the great Rebecca, I do wish the author had not so blatantly referred to it within the story.   She even calls herself out in the naming of Rachel – another of Du Maurier’s lesser-known characters.  It would have best been addressed (if at all) in an author’s note, explaining her fondness for the Du Maurier’s stories. 
All in all, it is a solid novel and an enjoyable read.  Those who enjoy a modern gothic tale will want to check this one out.
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Thank you to the kind folks at HarperCollins for the review copy. 
Author Deborah Lawrenson’s site
ISBN: 9780062049698
ISBN10: 0062049690
Imprint: Harper 
On Sale: 8/9/2011
Format: Hardcover
Trimsize: 6 x 9
Pages: 400, $25.99, Ages: 18 and Up
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REVIEW: STORIES FOR THE NIGHTTIME AND SOME FOR THE DAY by Ben Loory

It’s a deceptive little book.  Not too thick; it’s compact and fits easily into your bag.  Just pull it out while you wait at the car wash or in the subway.  Something to pass the time.  
But that’s what it wants you to think.
Soon you will be swept away into dimensions where a TV set can write an opera, a man and a moose are good friends, and an octopus is named Harley.  Also, Harley likes to drink tea.  Yet it makes sense.  None of it is as fantastical as it sounds.  Author Ben Loory‘s tone and style are so matter-of-fact that the reader hardly blinks.  The stories are so darn sure of themselves that the reader doesn’t bother to question it.  
Author Loory, as enigmatic as his stories.
Loory has a few outings under his belt — he’s already appeared in The New Yorker, The Antioch Review,  Danse Macabre and dozens of others.  But something that sets these tales apart is a sense that they belong together.  Their style is simple and less wordy than previous stories.  Not that his writing is flowery by any means, but Stories… is different.  The characters don’t have names (well, except for the octopi, of course). They have little if any physical description.  They are only important as puppets or stick figures in a diorama. 
Author, screenwriter and host Rod Serling. 
They are generally unwitting pawns to a skewed universe. In fact, his stories are more like fables.  And many of them are very short – just a page or two.  But there is a mysterious world packed into those few words.  And like an episode of the classic Twilight Zone, a meaningful change of perspective that gives new context to the story just when it seems you have figured it out.  Yet there is no thin layer of American cheese that seems to appear in many of Serling’s episodes.  Loory’s tales are clear and simple.  And yet neither simple nor clear-cut.
Did I mention it is deceptive?
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Thank you to Lindsay and the folks at Penguin for the review copy.  This book is also a featured title in a series of original fiction called Penguin Makes Paperbacks.
ISBN 9780143119500 | 224 pages | 26 Jul 2011 | Penguin | 8.26 x 5.23in | 18 – AND UP 
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BOOK PHOTO: THE LANTERN by Deborah Lawrenson

From The Lantern
“At a stone hut, which must once have been a shepherd’s borie, I was directed to a field about a kilometer away.  I arrived to find a field of hunched backs, the blue rows reverting to dusty green behind the women curled over like commas, cloth bags slung across their bodies.”
“It was an old-fashioned lantern… the kind of lantern that had been used for a hundred years, perhaps by a night watchman dangling it by its loop on a hook at the end of a pole.” 
My review will be posted August 2.
This book will be available from HarperCollins on August 9th. 
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REVIEW: DRACULA by Bram Stoker

Novelist Bram Stoker
It was absolutely fascinating to look back and see where this whole Vampire obsession started.  And as with any original, I wanted to see how modern interpretations reflected their predecessors.  I was surprised at how very close and certainly recognizable many of the main characters were: Jonathan Harker, Van Helsing, Renfield and Lucy Westerna.  It was also a revelation to see just how little of the action takes place in Transylvania.  Although it certainly sets the mood with the vivid descriptions  mountain passes, castles, and frightened peasants at the outset of the novel, the bulk of it transpires in England.
Rather unexpected too was the characterization of Count Dracula himself.  Though it seems easy to snicker at anyone introducing themselves as such, I had to remember that the name “Dracula” had absolutely no connotation to the readers of 1897.  It was just a foreign-sounding name.  Yes, he is hospitable to his solicitor, but he is hardly the charmer some films portray.  The women in the book are only susceptible to him when hypnotized and sleep-walking (Interestingly, Dr. Seward and Van Helsing have an exchange about hypnotism and Dr. Charcot — the main focus of MEDICAL MUSES, which I reviewed recently).  Most striking, to me at least, was that this Count was not clean-shaven.  He wears a distinctive moustache  — something not seen in Nosferatu (1922) or Bela Lugosi’s Dracula (1931).  
Murnau’s Count Orlok in Nosferatu
Furthermore, I was a bit stunned at how “trashy” some of the scenes were.  I’m used to the understated nature of Victorian literature, even when it is Gothic in style.  Stoker hides nothing in his graphic descriptions of decapitations, stabbings, and exsanguinations.  The author finds a very modern voice for his numerous characters — the story is related through diary entries, telegrams, newspaper clippings, etc.  While each is distinct (Stoker even recreated dialects and accents), they all seem to be ahead of their time.  All are intelligent and none are useless.  In fact, Mina Harker  is very clearly one of the strongest characters throughout.  There are no whining teenagers here.
Yet the blatant violence, danger and social implications are raw.  It truly must have been shocking and yet alluring at its publication.  A great read during a summer thunderstorm…
My book photo uses a backdrop from Edward Gorey’s Dracula play set (yes, I am a nerd).  Enjoy.

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REVIEW: THE HEAVENS ARE EMPTY by Avrom Bendavid-Val

My introduction to this mystical place was in the film Everything Is Illuminated (based on the book of the same name by Jonathan Safran Foer).  While Foer’s story is a novel, it does base its setting of “Trochimbrad” on the real life Trochenbrod.  But why this place?  Of all the lives ended, towns burned, hopes crushed, and families decimated by World War II, why has this one become a focus for so many?
A still image from “Everything is Illuminated”
Bendavid-Val’s grandfather was a Trochenbroder, as was his father.  Stories of the fabled town floated around his family history but he was unaware of the significance until after his father’s death.  The author spent twelve years researching and collecting stories.  He writes:
I was lucky to fall under Trochenbrod’s spell at a time when a few dozen people who knew Trochenbrod first-hand were still alive.  I talked with people born there from 1912 through 1932, and who left as late as 1942.  I was able to hear a different perspective, how Trochenbrod and Trochenbroders appeared to Ukrainians and Poles living other places in the area, from people who still live there and remember well their childhood visits to Trochenbrod.  Personal recollections, as unreliable as any one of them might be, collectively made it possible to fill in the outlines with the feel of Trochenbrod, with a sense of what it was like to live there.  My father left Trochenbrod in 1932; I was capturing things he would have told me.
Trochenbroders on the main street
But this book is not simply a quest for personal genealogy.  In fact it focuses very little on his own hereditary connection to the place.  It is much more about uncovering and reanimating a vivid, lively town that has completely disappeared.  Indeed, that seems to be the main crux.  While horrors of WWI, a Bolshevik revolution, and a deep depression consumed the Western world, Trochenbrod remained relatively untouched.  This is not to say it was immune from hardship, but compared to the difficulties endured by Jews in ghettos in urban settings, life in Trochenbrod was heavenly.  Set deep in the Ukrainian forest, miles from the nearest road (really a track) and rail station, it was a world apart.  Jewish traditions flourished here, and so did its residents.  By the 1930s, the list of businesses included: Bakeries, barber shops, butchers, candy store, fabric shops, grain mills, furniture makers, horse traders, ice, inn, lumber mills, oil presses, pharmacies, produce, restaurant, and tailors — to name just a few from the list in the book.  
What used to be the main street of Trochenbrod today
Today, nothing is left of Trochenbrod.  Its residents suffered horrific persecution and murder from the inhuman Nazi regime.  Of the approximately 6000 people who lived in the area, about 60 managed to escape by living in the Radziwell forest or by slipping through to other countries.  What is amazing is that those who survived, have only love and happiness to express when they remember Trochenbrod.  Bendavid-Val’s extensive interviews with survivors and other descendants recall many things about those times, but their descriptions of life in Trochenbrod are full of warmth.  Life was plentiful.  Which is why it was all the more painful when it was torn from them and burnt to the ground. 
This book is a fascinating read for anyone interested in history or family stories.  While there are very upsetting passages, most of the book uplifting.  It manages to to be neither too didactic nor too depressing.   The author’s collection of first-person narratives is so important and brings this lost town to life.  As Foer notes in the preface that this book is “the definitive history of this definitive place.  If this book feels more fantastical than my novel, or any novel you have ever read, it is because of Trochenbrod’s ingenuity, the Holocaust’s ferocity, and Bendavid-Val’s heroic research and pitch-perfect storytelling.” Read this book to understand the strength of human tenacity and the power of memories.
Learn more at Bet-Tal’s website and the author’s site.
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Hardcover: 256 pages  Publisher: Pegasus (October 15, 2010) Language: English ISBN-10: 9781605981130 ISBN-13: 978-1605981130 ASIN: 1605981133 Product Dimensions: 8.2 x 5.8 x 1 inches 
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REVIEW & GIVEAWAY: THE SISTERS BROTHERS by Patrick DeWitt

Long live the Western.  Author Patrick DeWitt brings fresh verve to a classic genre in his new novel.  It is told from the first-person perspective of Eli Sisters, one half of a hired gun team.  They’ve set out to find and kill Hermann Kermit Warm (ironically, the name of a famed art director in early German film) at the behest of the enigmatic “Commodore,” who seems like a sort of Keyser Soze pulling strings from an unseen corner.  Still, the brothers are very good at what they do, and make pretty good money doing it.  They cross the old west on horseback, have run-ins with gamblers, gunslingers and girls and reach their quarry just in time to join in on some prospecting for gold.  
What makes the book so enjoyable is the easiness of the tone.  Eli’s thoughts and description are uncomplicated.  He is not, however, simple-minded.  He has internal dialogues about morality and external arguments on philosophy with other characters.  And of all the strange people we meet on their journey, Eli certainly displays the most kindness.  It is his forgiving view that allows us, the readers, to forgive brother Charlie, or at least understand him.  It is very open and human, which is what a Western should be — strip away the urban constricts, leave a man to the elements and see what becomes of him.
Though not precisely a comedy, there are as many funny moments as their are awkward ones, and somewhat violent ones.  It is a Western, after all.  (Note: Animal lovers should be warned there  are some graphic descriptions of veterinary surgery.)  There is also a fun hint of steampunk in the prospecting scenes when they learn their mark has developed an unusual technique for finding gold deposits.  
It’s fun, adventurous and a great summer read.  And it’s about to get even more fun!  The great folks from HarperCollins did a limited run printing of the fantastic cover art by Dan Stiles (see the art at the top of this post).  Each is numbered and signed and one can be YOURS.  All you have to do is leave a comment below, with your email address. You can get extra entries by posting a mention to your blog, Facebook or Twitter.  Just be sure to send me a link in the comments.  The contest will end Monday, June 6, 2011 at 10:00pm EST.  I will choose a winner at random.

 US only, please. [THIS CONTEST IS NOW OVER.] 



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Thanks to the folks at HarperCollins for the review copy, and for offering a poster for this giveaway.

Watch the fun, animated book trailer here:
 

ISBN: 9780062041265; ISBN10: 0062041266; Imprint: Ecco ; On Sale: 4/26/2011; Format: Hardcover; Trimsize: 6 x 9; Pages: 336; $24.99; Ages: 18 and Up; BISAC1:FIC000000
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ARMCHAIR BEA 11: Author Interviews & Favorite Blogs

I was a bit late to the Armchair BEA train, so I was not assigned an interview to do.  I can, however, direct you to two interviews I have done in the not-so-distant past.
My interview with Sarah Rose, author of For All the Tea in China.
It’s an amazing book on a long-lost history of corporate espionage.
Sarah is a freelance travel writer, and amusing “twitterer.”  You can follow her at @thesarahrose.  She was also very encouraging to a newbie reviewer, like me.
I interviewed Ben Greenman on his book Celebrity Chekhov, which slightly altered classic stories by inserting modern celebrities.  
I also interviewed him about “Letters with Character”, an interactive site that invited anyone to write a letter to a fictional, literary character.  
As anyone who has corresponded with Greenman knows, he answers his emails and queries so quickly, he must have wifi imbedded in him somewhere.  You can follow him on Twitter as well at @bengreenman.

In terms of a favorite book blog, I’m gonna have to go with The Olive Reader, and its main blogger, Erica Brooke.  
She is funny, informative, helpful, and accessible.  Who doesn’t love pictures of cats eating tacos!  You can follow Erica on Twitter at @ericabrooke and @harperperennial

I’m also going to give a shout out to author Shane Jones (Light Boxes).  His blog is atypical and his tweets can be even more abstruse, but quite enjoyable nonetheless.

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ARMCHAIR BEA 11: From Virtual Booth #221b

It should be obvious from my imaginary booth number that I love Sherlock Holmes and his ilk.  I should have been born English.  On July 4th, I wish for Reunification Day as much as I celebrate Independence Day.  

All to say, I love the English language.  I love how it sounds, when tailored well.  I love words and I love storytelling.  It may come as no surprise that I was an English major in college — though I very nearly wasn’t.  My first, compulsory English class was miserable and I nearly scrapped the idea altogether.  The next semester there was a class entitled “The Detective and Criminal in Literature.”  We read Poe and Doyle, but I was also exposed to Wilkie Collins, whose vast works I am still enjoying.  It was by no means a “fluff” course, but engaged my sensibilities on a different level.  I am now finishing my Masters in Cinema Studies, which uses some of the same tools to examine storytelling.
By day, I manage a nonprofit.  But a little over a year ago I practically fell into book reviews.  I strive to write reviews that do more than provide a summary.  Rather, I attempt to use my skills as an analyst to tease out themes.  Most of all, I try to make sure my reader knows whether or not THEY might like the book, regardless of how I liked it.  I’d like to think Holmes and Watson would have approved.
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I’m blogging from my home in a Historic District near Savannah, GA.  This is my first Armchair BEA, and I’m hoping to “meet” some great bloggers, authors and publicists!

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REVIEW: THE MAN IN THE ROCKEFELLER SUIT by Mark Seal

It’s one of those things that happens to someone else.  We know it’s real, but we all think we’re smarter than those criminals, those bank robbers that hand the teller their ID during a robbery.  Criminals like that eventually fall victim to traps of their own making and can’t be much for society to worry about.  In a sense we’re right — but survival of the fittest applies to criminals too.  The central character of this story manages to deceive some very smart, well-put-together people and convince them of the unbelievable.
As an exchange student from Germany, Chris (later Clark) ingratiates himself with a family and is granted an extended green card.  From then on, he disappears into the fabric of America, transforming himself into whomever he needs (and wants) to be.  He is particularly manipulative with women, though not exclusively, and ends up as the toast of society in San Marino (a wealthy LA enclave), NYC, New England and Boston.  He built his worlds out of empty promises, then moved on and constructed another.  
Mark Seal, contributing editor to Vanity Fair, traces this bizarre path with determination.  It’s not easy tracking someone who doesn’t want to be found, and it’s even harder when they never really existed.  And while Seal’s aim is of course to set down the facts as the happened (at least as best we know), there is also a more abstract reality he is trying to obtain — exactly what is it about this person that made him so convincing?  So many people, many of them highly educated, were taken in.  People who should have known better.  His charm was so overwhelming that in some cases people even ignored the alarm bells in their head. 
The home in San Marino that Rockefeller claimed to live in.
Seal’s record includes numerous interviews with people duped by Rockefeller as well as various law enforcement agents to aided in his eventual capture.  Any opining is done through them and their quotes.  Perhaps this is what makes the book so compelling.  Seal manages to let the sensational story tell itself rather than sensationalize it.  One might also speculate that very tack is why so many people even agreed to be interviewed, when they had refused before.  Seal’s delivery is straightforward, easy-to-follow but not at all dry.  While Rockefeller’s position is uncertain, the reader can rely on Seal’s presentation of the facts.
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Many thanks to Lindsay at Viking/Penguin for the review copy.
ISBN 9780670022748 | 336 pages | 02 Jun 2011 | Viking Adult | 5.98 x 9.01in | 18 – AND UP
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REVIEW: POX – AN AMERICAN HISTORY by Michael Willrich

I remember when I asked my mom about the round, dappled scar on her upper arm.  She said it was from a vaccination as a child.  I didn’t have one.  All of my shots were just that – shots.  No scars, no lasting pain.  After a small sting, a bandaid and a sticker, it was mostly forgotten.  I could return to the playground and earn a real scrape.

Author Michael Willrich explores a not-so-distant past when smallpox was a scourge among the industrialized American population.  It was either a deadly or a horribly disfiguring disease that traveled easier between victims.  In a time when public health and sanitation were coming to the forefront, smallpox was a key battleground for health officers and politicians alike.  
It might seem an unlikely subject for an entire book, yet it is incredibly riveting.  Not only does it explore the medical tendencies of the virus, but how germ theory, diagnostic practices and treatments evolved around this virulent illness.  Willrich describes smallpox eradication from a colonialist perspective with the American possession of Puerto Rico and the Philippines as well as the widespread use in armies as early as the American Revolution.  The history of vaccination (including the etymology) and early 20th century medicine versus “snake-oil” peddlers, are also scrutinized.  The very first pharmaceutical companies (some still in business today) sprung up around the surge in vaccinations.  (In fact, the Barnes Foundation, featured in The Art of the Steal, was set-up by Albert Barnes, who made his fortune by inventing a mild silver nitrate solution, marketed as Argyrol. His collection of art remains unparalleled.)
Possibly most relevant to today’s readers is the anti-vaccination movement which was as prevalent as the disease itself.  These activists objected to compulsory vaccination on the grounds of personal liberty and religious freedom, but based their arguments largely on unsafe vaccine and secondary infections that were fairly common.  This controversy is not unlike those surrounding childhood vaccinations by parents who either believe in a natural immune system, or contend vaccines cause autism (this has since been proven untrue and the study that suggested it has been debunked as falsified).

Yet despite advances in modern science, there is a psychological skepticism that lingers in the American psyche.  Willrich thoroughly and perceptively pieces together a history that drew class and ethnic lines, despite the disease’s inability to recognize such superficial differences.  It is far more than a book about a virus.  It provides perspective about where we have come from — and possibly where we are headed.
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ISBN 9781594202865 | 400 pages | 31 Mar 2011 | The Penguin Press | 6.14 x 9.25in | 18 – AND UP

Thanks to the folks at Penguin Press for the review copy.

Author photo

Hear Michael Willrich on NPR

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REVIEW: THE ORACLE OF STAMBOUL by Michael David Lukas

I desperately wanted to love this book.  As a self-proclaimed Orientalist, I sought to be swept away by the magic of the Black Sea and the secrets of the Bosporus.  I was hoping to find a bit of myself in the young protagonist — an innocent, with a nagging sense of urgency about the disappearing culture around her. 
Set in 1877 (and the following 8 years or so), it traces the early childhood of unlikely heroine, Eleonora Cohen.  Born under signs of augury and prophecy (at least according to the Tartar midwives), she becomes a ray of hope in confusing political times.  She never knew her mother and never felt any true love from her aunt turned step-mother.  A voracious reader and quick study, her intelligence is quickly stifled in favor of more acceptable household pursuits.  Miserable, she stows away on a ship to Stamboul, revealing herself only after it is too late for her father to turn her out.  She becomes an institution in Moncef Bey’s home, particularly after the death of her father.  Truly an orphan at the age of eight, she navigates deftly among historical and imaginary figures — spies, revolutionaries, dignitaries and royalty, including Sultan Abdulhamid II.  
Sultan Abdulhamid II
The idea is intriguing enough but it never seems to come to fruition.  Some parts are plodding without reason, while others with potential are glossed over.  I did read the Advanced Reader Edition, which warns that it is only a proof and changes might be made before the final printing.  However, I find it difficult to imagine an entire overhaul is in store.  Simply put, it reads more like a first draft or an outline of a novel, rather than the nearly finished product.  It is perfectly readable, just not as good as it could be.  His similes are often questionable, yet his knowledge and love of the era and area are clearly very deep.  Somehow, the two do not always mesh.  Scholarly underpinnings sometimes need to give way to the tides of the story.  
Yet there are flashes of brilliance.  The all-to-short chapter twenty-three offers a glimpse into Western reaction and ignorance of a complicated set of circumstances, while sitting in a posh hotel lobby in Pera is riveting.  Truthfully, it should have opened the book, then flashed back to early days.  
Parcel sheet, sent from Germany to Stamboul
It is an altogether valiant effort from a first-time novelist.  Lukas should be proud of this debut work, and seek to strengthen his story-telling muscles.  There are many mysterious tales yet to come from the land that straddles two continents and innumerable cultures.  Hopefully Lukas will bring them to our shores. 
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Thank you to the folks at Harper for the review copy. 
ISBN: 9780062012098
ISBN10: 0062012096
Imprint: Harper
On Sale: 2/8/2011
Format: Hardcover
Trimsize: 5 5/8 x 8 1/4
Pages: 304; $24.99
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REVIEW: Unknown by Didier Van Cauwelaert

Previously published as Out of My Head
Translated from the French by Mark Polizzotti

Without a number of artistic elements this would be nothing but a slapdash pulp action.  Fortunately, Van Cauwelaert brings pulp up several notches.   Plenty of action, a femme fatale and a sympathetic narrator make it pulpy.  But the writing is strong, confident and refined. 
It’s told from the first-person perspective of Martin Harris, famed botanist, awakes from a coma after a taxi accident.  According to the cab driver, he’s been out for three days and she has been sitting with him, full of guilt.  She drives him home to his expensive flat, and they expect to never see each other again.  Harris is given a great shock, however, when he excitedly arrives at his front door, only to be met by someone else named Martin Harris and a wife who doesn’t recognize him.  Angered and confused, he sets out to prove his identity and determine who is trying to erase him.  
Because the story is told from Harris’ point of view, we have of course a unreliable narrator, yet we believe him.  This is enhanced by a couple of things.  Firstly, Mark Polizzotti’s translated preserves the lively cadence of the language, yet avoids flowery phrasing.  Secondly, the author mirrors the the style of writing with Harris’ state of mind.  As he becomes more erratic, so does the narrative.  Settings jump around and conversations are truncated.  Thirdly, the details are rich but not overwhelming.  It was a small stroke of genius to make Harris a botanist rather than a retired cop or a physician.  His tangents into the world of botany are both cogent and humanizing. His observations become almost another character. 
Kruger and Neeson on set
The reveal is not nearly as fulfilling as the rest of the novel.  Still it is a very enjoyable read.  It has been made into a film, slated to release in February of 2011.  It stars Liam Neeson, Diane Kruger, January Jones, Aidan Quinn and Frank Langella.  It certainly has a pacing like Taken that should be a perfectly watchable movie.  I am curious to see how they integrate Harris’ inner thoughts, however.  It also seems the film was shot in Berlin, but the book takes place in Paris.  It is unclear where the film is supposed to be set at this point.  Following its release, a film review will be posted at http://acineastesview.blogspot.com.
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Many thanks to Meghan at Viking/Penguin for the review copy (movie tie-in edition). 
In keeping with the theme of the book, it seems there is no listing for it on the Penguin/Viking site. ISBN – 9780143119012
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UPDATE: Geek the Library Shout Out

The national Geek the Library campaign (which I have been fan of for some time now) heard about my article in Connect Savannah and gave me a little shout-out on their Facebook page today!

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And I truly do geek libraries.  And books.  And reading.  And writing. And…
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QUICK REVIEW: The Englishman Who Posted Himself…

And Other Curious Objects
By John Tingey
A light biography of W. Reginald Bray, the undisputed Autograph King.  In Edwardian England, Bray decided to have a little fun with the postal service.  He mailed unusual objects (a turnip, coin, piece of seaweed, himself) to test the regulations of the Post.  Then he started testing the postman’s ingenuity by writing the address is code, riddle or rhyme. 
Sometimes he just tried to see how many postmarks he could get on one card before it was returned.  Eventually he began asking for autographs through the mail – first from various generals in the Boer War (often with just their photo and a vague regional place name).  With the rising popularity of films, he turned to collecting autographs from the stars on the screen.  His collection was massive and included Lawrence Olivier, Dorothy Lamour and hundreds of others.  
This book brings together family photos, remembrances, images and clippings of the day.  
While it seems, based on Bray’s own meticulous records, that he sent out some 32,000 items, most of his collection was sold after his death.  With “mail art” now a much more popular and recognized form, some efforts have been made to locate and archive his works.  
A great site to view is http://www.wrbray.org.uk/
This book is terrific fun and a lovely little story of a man with a sense of humor and creativity.  Great book design and numerous illustrations.
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ISBN 9781568988726
Publication date 11/15/2010
6 x 9 inches (15.2 x 22.9 cm), Hardcover
176 pages, 130 color illustrations, 16 b/w illustrations
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REVIEW: PARISIANS by Graham Robb

An Adventure History of Paris
Consider this an entirely unorthodox guidebook through the crooked streets and tumultuous times of Paris.  Robb, as expert as one can be without actually being Parisian, uncovers and shares fleeting tales of famous moments in the City of Lights.  
It is rather like finding a train ticket or a receipt and discovering an unknown afternoon.  He leads off with a somewhat innocuous story of Napoleon visiting the city (the Palais-Royal in particular) as a young man.  From a diary entry, the reader sees a generous and impressionable man — not a fearless conqueror.
A sophisticated underground system
Robb continues to reanimate voices through the centuries.  Marie Antoinette is captured only because she became lost during her escape attempt.  M. Guillaumot literally keeps Paris from collapsing by shoring up old mining quarries and tunnels — then finds a new use for his underground city.  The real, vengeful and masterful Comte de Monte Cristo is uncovered.  The romantic criminal-turned-detective Vidocq and the devastating life behind La Boheme.  There is a story of a small building in Marville that escaped numerous wrecking balls.  The photographs of it over the years show the lives it has held.  It is a study of which Walter Benjamin and Roland Barthes would be proud.  Zola and Proust weave in amongst the crowds in the early days of the Eiffel Tower and the Metro – landmarks in their own right.  An alchemist takes clues from the facade of Notre Dame and an exuberant Hitler goes on an eerie tour of the city he has obsessed over.  
A famous Metro sign
The book slumps in the middle. The chapters “Occupation” and “Lovers of Saint-Germain Des Pres” do not hold up nearly as well.  Robb uses various storytelling techniques throughout the book, all in an attempt to enhance each tale.  Yet the distant, impressionist portrait of the lives of children during the war doesn’t carry the weight it deserves.  The existential chapter is written in screenplay form (Godard-esque, perhaps?) but it is barely readable.  Thankfully, Robb returns to more approachable and appropriate styles of the remainder of the book.  (Sadly, he skips the surrealists and the street photographers of the 1920s.  Perhaps he feared too much had been written on them already). 
These are postcards; small tales, yet ones you can’t believe you’d never heard.  It underscores the importance of archives, history-gathering, and storytelling in our own time.  It is not the streets and buildings that make a city — it is what happens within (and under) them.  The foundations of predecessors determine as much as a cornerstone.  
Many thanks to the folks at WW Norton for the review copy.
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Hardcover  - April 2010   ISBN 978-0-393-06724-8   6.5 × 9.5 in / 496 pages
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Thanks

It has been just about a year now that I have been doing book reviews — and I’m having a blast.  I’d like to thank everyone who takes the time to read my reviews.  But mostly I’d like to thank those that read books, those who write the words that inspire us, those that work tirelessly to see the book on a shelf.

And thank you to Penguin for being very supportive to a rookie reviewer.  Here’s to another year!

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INTERVIEW: With Ben Greenman

About “Celebrity Chekhov”
Ben Greenman has decided it’s time for us to talk back to literary characters.  His recent projects What He’s Poised To Do and Letters with Character both rely upon reader engagement not only to succeed, but to exist.
His latest book, Celebrity Chekhov, inserts present day actors, reality “stars” and otherwise notable notables into classic Russian short stories.  The tales suggest a new understanding of what being famous means, and what we know about those who live under the scrutiny of the public eye.
Elin Woods, Britney Spears, Jamie Foxx, Adam Sandler, and Kim Kardashian all make appearances— and arrive on the other side with a bit more sympathy from the reader.
And with so many celebrities (and celebrity–seekers) around this week, perhaps some levity could come in handy.
I asked Greenman, one of the editors of the New Yorker and contributor to numerous publications, about Chekhov and the celebrities who wouldn’t behave.
Why Chekhov? Why not Twain, or Aesop?
Ben Greenman: Chekhov has special expertise in probing the moral and emotional consequences of apparently ordinary transactions. I could have picked another author, but it wouldn’t have been Twain — his characters are too familiar already. Aesop is interesting, and that’s closer to the benefits of Chekhov — it’s easy to imagine Lindsay Lohan starring in The Fox and the Grapes — but with the narrative detail stripped away, it might seem too nakedly critical of the celebrities, and my point was more about satirizing society than celebrities.
Were there any celebrities that just wouldn’t behave? That rose above the narrative, and just had to be sent back to rehab?
Ben Greenman: O.J. Simpson. Also Bill Clinton. Also Michael Jackson. Also, oddly, Paula Poundstone. Some celebrities didn’t do what I wanted them to do.
Have you heard back from any of the celebrities?  Or from their agents/publicists?
Ben Greenman: A little bit, but no one has gone nuts and threatened to sue me, or Chekhov. I’m a little sad about that. I’m more sad that no one has complained about not being included.
You seem to have an affinity for surreal texts. Unfinished stories, letters to literary characters – what is it about inserting a disjunct detail into a narrative that interests you so much?
Ben Greenman: I think that the process by which we read is dangerous if it’s too smooth. Information and insights (I’ll put both of those in quotes, “information” and “insights”) get absorbed as if true, as if meaningful. How can that work for anyone? I put in strange details, I think, because they give a reader a foothold on a narrative – a little bit of ownership, a moment of drawing back. That’s not always the case: in 2009 I published a straightforward novel called Please Step Back that didn’t have any of these metafictional issues, at least overtly, though it did play with questions of what’s documentary and what’s invented.
Reading should be an exercise in keeping the mind open. I was on a book tour recently and I got some questions that struck me as odd, like “Why would you write a funny book after a serious one?” or “Why would you do a more commercial–feeling book after a more literary one?” I don’t think that way, and I would urge other people not to either.
The job as a writer, I think, is to look at how we interact with and engage with the world. Sometimes that requires thoughtful and sophisticated inquiry. Sometimes it requires clownish comedy.
Often what’s needed is an unholy mix of the two, like what Reese’s would invent if they were literary critics instead of candy makers. You put your clownish comedy in my sophisticated inquiry. With any luck, over the course of a career, they become two great tastes that taste great together.
How much did you have to “change,” adapt?  Did you use a newer or an older translation? 
Ben Greenman: I changed quite a bit in parts, and not very much in other parts. I started from the Constance Garnett translation, which is kind of old–fashioned and stagey, and brought it as far into the present as I could without adding in iPhones and vajazzling.
Are you ever nervous about asking the general public to partake in your literary projects?  How do you let go of the final result?
Ben Greenman: You have to let go. That’s the direction art flows. I have written serious novels and comic stories and essays and experiments, and it’s only ever an invitation: come along if you can.
Read my review of Celebrity Checkhov here.
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A Russian Pas De Deux: TWO REVIEWS

Russian Winter by Daphne Kalotay
This historical fiction is the debut novel by an award-winning short story writer.  Her true strength lies in creating vignettes; small snowglobe-like places that her characters inhabit.  The tale switches between present day and 1950s Soviet Russia, following the memories of a prima ballerina of the Bolshoi.  
Daphne Kalotay

Pulling the pieces together is a determined auction house associate.  When the ballerina donates her distinctive jewelry collection to benefit the local ballet, they begin to research the history of the unusual jewels.  Of especial interest is the set of amber pieces — amber with insects trapped inside. While the young, determined auctioneer seeks clues to the maker and owners of the suite, Nina Revskaya retracts further within herself and hides from the painful past.

Kalotay’s tone is most comfortable with the “present” scenes.  Her dialogue and actions feel more comfortable.  Though the “past” scenes are a little bit stiff, the characters are warm.  But by far, Kalotay’s strength is painting the picture.  Her descriptions bring to life a Soviet lifestyle that is barely possible to imagine.  It is not a classroom understanding of the Iron Curtain.  It is a human, everyday.  The terror and mystery of that other dimension is, in part, revealed, in a very tactile way.  
Kalotay also excels in the portrayal of life backstage.  What it is like to wait in the wings, to see the show from an oblique angle, to be a part of the not-so-glamorous backstage life.  How pieces of ribbon and clay makeup become a dramatic, perfect picture with stage lighting, underscored by an orchestra.  Perhaps the most poignant scene is when a number of the dancers, with a few hours off in Berlin, accidentally take the subway two stops too far… and find themselves on the other side of the Wall.  They see how different life could be, in the seemingly meaningless details.  But it is these details that make it human.  And make Kalotay’s novel so vivid.  Read this one by a roaring fire, and with a mug of hot chocolate.

Thanks to Mark at Harper Perennial for the Advanced Reader Edition.


ISBN: 9780061962165; ISBN10: 0061962163; Imprint: Harper; On Sale: 9/7/2010; Format: Hardcover; Trimsize: 6 1/8 x 9; Pages: 480; $25.99; Ages: 18 and Up
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Celebrity Chekhov, Adapted and Celebritized by Ben Greenman
In a much less traditional mode are these stories from Russian icon Anton Chekhov.  This is a vodka martini with a twist, both shaken and stirred.  Greenman brings a new layer of (mis)fortune and understanding to the pop culture names we love to hate.  While at first it may seem either unfair to Chekhov, or possibly a celebrity, after a few stories one begins to realize, this is not out of spite.  There are no judgments, just observations of the human condition.  
Ben Greenman

That’s not to say it’s all dry and dour.  There is humor and a bit of ridiculousness.  But it works.  Greenman has become practiced at these somewhat out-of-body tales.  While there is a modicum of discomfort, it engages the reader in a new way.  There is a sadness by enveloping the faces and personalities that we *think* we know into classic stories.  It’s like asking Queen Elizabeth II to go to a rave.  By juxtaposing the two, it forces you to reconsider both.

Something else to bear in mind for reader.  Don’t be afraid of Chekhov.  Russian is often a scary moniker in the world of literature.  These stories are very accessible, made even more so by Greenman’s adaptations.  It makes me want to revisit Chekhov, actually.  

** Watch this blog for my interview with Ben Greenman about this book.  Coming soon. **

Many thanks to Erica at Harper Perennial for the review copy.  

ISBN: 9780061990496; ISBN10: 0061990493; Imprint: Harper Perennial ; On Sale: 10/5/2010; Format: Trade PB; Trimsize: 5 5/16 x 8; Pages: 224; $13.99; Ages: 18 and Up
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REVIEW: EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE GREAT by Rachel Shukert

This is unabashed writing at its funniest.  Imagine if David Sedaris were a twentysomething, Jewish, naive, experimental actor abroad, with questionable taste in men — then wrote a book about it.
Shukert’s exploits include landing an unpaid gig in an acting troupe that specializes in nontraditional performance pieces.  The show, seemingly forever in rehearsal, finally gets lined up for a small tour in Europe.  Fickle actors and an even more sensitive director plague the performances but they are the least of Shukert’s worries.  She tries on different boyfriends, as if they were a favorite new pair of jeans that slowly shrunk in the dryer, or faded too fast.  None are what is was really looking for and she teaches herself this the hard way. 
The author, Rachel Shukert
But do not think this is a self-pitying memoir.  It is one part cathartic, one part dinner party story.  For most of us, I think we would be embarrassed to share our mistakes so readily with the rest of the world.  But perhaps Shukert sees her readers as members of group therapy.  If she gets it out there, the baggage is lighter and she knows she will never repeat her mistakes.
This chapter in Shukert’s life is wrapped up nicely, but let’s hope she keeps having adventures, and keeps writing about them.  She reminds us that to err is human, and to read about someone else’s growing pains can be hysterical. 
Many thanks to Erica at Harper Perennial for the review copy.  Check out her blog, The Olive Reader.

Follow Rachel Shukert (twitter.com/rachelshukert or visit her site.

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ISBN: 9780061782350; ISBN10: 0061782351; Imprint: Harper Perennial ; On Sale: 7/27/2010; Format: Trade PB; Trimsize: 5 5/16 x 8; Pages: 336; $13.99; Ages: 18 and Up

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QUICK REVIEW: OTHER PEOPLE’S REJECTION LETTERS

This tome is a collection of letters, ephemera, notes, cards and documents, all indicating some form of rejection.  Edited by Bill Shapiro, he and his assistants sifted through these chronicles, looking for glimpses into everyday life.  Shapiro notes in his introduction that in addition to the hurdle of convincing people to open up, is the primary problem of finding people who saved such brusque remembrances.  Yet there are plenty of interesting anecdotes in this collective memoir.  
 
Some are funny, some are pointed, and some are touching.  Shapiro includes not only a “typical” rejection letter, but things like eviction notices and break-ups via text message.  There are also documents from the famous.  A thanks but no thanks from MoMA to Andy Warhol and Jimi Hendrix’s discharge papers.  But they are smartly mixed in with everyone else’s, for that is what they are – just like everyone else.

Other People’s Rejection Letters: Relationship Enders, Career Killers, and 150 Other Letters You’ll Be Glad You Didn’t Receive
Hardcover, 192 pages
May 11, 2010
Price: $22.50

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Good word: Picayune

Etymology: Occitan picaioun, a small coin, from picaio money, from pica to jingle, of imitative origin
Date: 1804
1 a: a Spanish half real piece formerly current in the South b: half dime
2: something trivial

Originally pronounced something rhyming with “Pick a yoon,” the prevalence of this word in the titles of so many newspapers seems to have created a new pronunciation something along the lines of “Pick Cane.”

Picayune is the name of a small city in Mississippi. Picayune was founded in 1904, named by Eliza Jane Poitevent Nicholson, the owner and the publisher of the New Orleans Times-Picayune. Established as The Picayune in 1837, the paper’s initial price was one a Spanish coin equivalent to 6 and 1/4 cents, 1/16 of a dollar. It became the Times-Picayune after merging with its rival paper, the New Orleans Times, in 1914.

On the Gulf Coast, Picayune is still recovering from Katrina.

From: thanks-katrina.blogspot.com

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A Good Word: Balaclava

A balaclava is a piece of headgear that basically just leaves your eyes and nose open, but protects the rest of your head from the elements.  It makes one look like a combination of a knight and bank robber.  
This isn’t a word you hear much anymore, even among skiers and sporting good stores.  The only places I am aware that one would find it are among the denizens (or formerly so) of the UK. 
I recently read it in an entry of Neil Gaiman’s highly entertaining blog/journal.  It made me smile — and immediately recall its usage in one of the most melodic short stories ever written.
From Dylan Thomas’ “A Child’s Christmas in Wales”: 
There were the Useful Presents: engulfing mufflers of the old coach days, and mittens made for giant sloths; zebra scarfs of a substance like silky gum that could be tug-o’-warred down to the galoshes; blinding tam-o’-shanters like patchwork tea cozies and bunny-suited busbies and balaclavas for victims of head-shrinking tribes; from aunts who always wore wool next to the skin there were mustached and rasping vests that made you wonder why the aunts had any skin left at all; and once I had a little crocheted nose bag from an aunt now, alas, no longer whinnying with us. And pictureless books in which small boys, though warned with quotations not to, would skate on Farmer Giles’ pond and did and drowned; and books that told me everything about the wasp, except why.
It also happens to be the location of the Charge of the Light Brigade in the Crimean War:

“Forward, the Light Brigade!” 

Was there a man dismay’d?
Not tho’ the soldier knew
Someone had blunder’d:
Theirs not to make reply, 
Theirs not to reason why, 
Theirs but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred
by Alfred, Lord Tenneyson.
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