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Monday, 21 February 2011

Sunday, 20 February 2011

  • Bonsai

    I recently bought a bonsai.  I read somewhere that bonsais are contemplative plants.  And it's true.  I'm sitting here staring at my bonsai contemplating what the hell I'm supposed to do with it.

Friday, 18 February 2011

Thursday, 27 January 2011

  • Currently
    The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay
    By Michael Chabon
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    The illusion of magic and the new and revolutionizing art form of comic books is the backdrop to The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay.  In 1939, Joseph Kavalier just barely escapes from Czechloslavica to live with his relatives in America.  He and his cousin Sam Klayman begin creating comic books at a time where Superman and Batman are just up and coming.  Their obsession with magic, illusions, and comic book superheroes become the allegory of their lives. 

    The novel has a great plot, but Chabon's writing style almost ruined it for me.  He's very wordy.  He overfills his pages with long, complicated, and convoluted sentences that gives Faulkner a run for his money.  Chabon tends to go off on tangents in a single sentence, to the point where I often forgot what he was talking about to begin with.  Another problem I found was with his excessive, trivial details.  I love reading John Irving and Gregory Maguire for their quirky and seemingly superfluous details; but the difference between them and Chabon is that they at least bring it all together in the end.  Throughout the whole novel I found myself constantly asking, "where is he going with this?"--and it wasn't in a good suspense-driven way. 

    And that brings me to my next point: how he builds suspense.  Chabon would build me up for some great epic scene and then, right before it got good, he ended the chapter and would do one of two things (or sometimes both).  He would either pick up the action three chapters later or gloss over the potentially great action with a few nonchalant sentences.  It was highly disappointing and annoying.  He would give you every point of view, but the one you really wanted.  For instance, you wanted to know what so-and-so what thinking at the cross-roads of his life, but he instead he wrote about what every other character was doing at the moment when so-and-so was suffering. 

    I don't know if and who I would recommend this book to.  It definately has its merits, but it can be difficult to slog through.  It's not a novel near and dear to my heart.

Saturday, 22 January 2011

Tuesday, 18 January 2011

  • Currently
    The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay
    By Michael Chabon
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    Dream journals

    I came across an interesting concept in the book I'm reading.  This one character makes dream journal that illustrate her dreams through sketches, writings, and collage.  With some of the amazingly detailed dreams that my subconscious comes up, this could be a fun project to pursue.  And maybe if I got my nose out of a book long enough, I could finish some of the other art projects I started in the past years. 

Sunday, 16 January 2011

  • Currently
    The Bone People
    By Keri Hulme
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    The Bone People

    Keri Hulme's The Bone People takes place in New Zealand and presents a slice of Maori life and culture.  Kerewin, Joe, and Simon are the three main characters that tell the story.  They are sad, sometimes bitter people who are haunted by their separate tragic pasts, and as a result end up isolating themselves from family and society.  The three come together as strangers to themselves and to each other, but come to depend on one another in the end. 

    The author uses the English and Maori languages to add another subtext to the novel.  At times it can be slow and difficult to read, but at the same time the incorrect usage of punctuation, grammar, and style enhances the reader's understanding of the characters' emotional and thinking processes. 

    The book left me with overall mixed feelings.  There are some serious issues of abuse presented, particularly the roles people play in a domestic violence situtation: the abuser, the abused, and the witnesses who let it play out with little to no interference.  As a person who has worked at a family crisis center and who has heard talks from survivors of domestic violence, my conscience wrestled with the moral dilemma of enjoying this book.  Let me explain:

    The protagonist of a book is usually the person given the most voice, the most attention.  We, as readers, like to find ways to identify ourselves in relation to the protagonists.  We find similarities in our actions and thoughts, and we either hate or love ourselves after seeing ourself in another perspective.  So what happens when the protagonist is an abusive asshole, or an attention-seeking little shit, or a emotionally cold woman?  We know their faults and are disgusted.  Yet we know the depths of their emotions and we know their true capicity to love.  So we strangely find ourselves forgiving the unforgivable and cheering them on in the futile hope that they'll change.  It's the same way I felt when I read Lolita and secretly hoped that the young girl would come back home and forgive Humbert Humbert, when I knew that Humbert was an undeniably dirty, old bastard.  Yes, even the worst of people have at least one redeeming quality, but is it enough to trust them in the long run?  Is anyone capable of that kind of radical change? 

    The abusers in a domestic violence situation also seek forgiveness, always shower their victims with love after an episode and promise that it will never happen again.  It inevitably does despite it all.  The abused always forgive, always take the blame, always sees the good that lies beneath the cruelty, and for whatever reason either can't leave or do not want to leave the relationship.  It's a cruel, viscious mental cycle that from an outsider's point of view seems sick and ludicrious on both sides.  Here's where the biggest dilemma comes in: how do you help the abused when they don't want to leave the abusive person?  How can you make them see they are so much better off without them, when they are sick with grief for getting the other person in trouble?  Do you give them what they want even you know it's bad for them? Or do you fight with them and deprive them of their wishes?  And if the abused is a child, what then? It's easier to say that children don't get to decide their livlihoods anyway, so you can force them into a safer environment more easily and they may adjust quicklier.  But what do you do when the most obstinate of children risks his life to return to the one who abused him? 

    The Bone People is a well-written book that makes you think.  I didn't care for the ending too much.  It was the most abstract part of the book.  While it gave an optimistic image of a big change, it also planted a little seed of doubt that this was simply an illusion, and truthfully, people can't change who they are.  And to be honest, I guess I wanted to be proven wrong, that people are capable of a radical change for the better.  And if that was indeed true for this story, I wouldn't feel like such a gullible heel for wanting a reunion to take place. 

  • Currently
    Riot
    By Paramore
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    If you knew for sure you would succeed at whatever you did, what would you do?

    I would work at the Hermitage in St. Petersburg as an art restorationist, doing my own artwork on the side.

       

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Wednesday, 05 January 2011

  • Full of sound and fury, signifying nothing

    The Sound and the Fury by William Faulkner

    I picked up this book on an impulse. Ever since moving to Seattle, I occassionally experience pangs of longing for Southern culture. On some rainy days I fantasize about being back in Oxford, MS and browsing shops along the square or roaming around the grounds of Roanoak on a warm spring day. And when I think of Oxford, I naturally think of Faulkner and his characters. I haven't read a tremendous amount of Faulkner, but I also haven't read a book of his I didn't like ... until now.

    I'm sure The Sound and the Fury is brilliant on some level of literary criticism, but I just couldn't hack this one. I always finish books to the bitter end, but I just couldn't bring myself to care enough for this one. I bet Faulkner got a kick out of fact that this was ever even published, because clearly, he's messing with our heads.

    I have two suggestions for those who might consider reading this novel:
    1) Don't. Read As I Lay Dying or Absolom! Absolom! instead.
    2) If you won't head #1, at least look up a summary of the novel and the Compson family tree beforehand. If you are not intimately familiar with the chronology of Faulkner's novels and how the characters in them are related across time and space, you will not figure it out on your own in this book. Trust me.

  • Currently
    The Time Traveler's Wife
    By Audrey Niffenegger
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    This book was passed along to me to read. However, it did not come with glowing recommendations. In fact, everyone I talked to who read this book or saw the movie either hated it, or at best was indifferent. My thought when I first came across it was, "Well, if it got enough attention to make it to the boxoffice, it must be a decent enough read." (But perhaps that's me being naive.)

    But then I read Jodi Picoult. And I won't go into why I don't like her books or her as a writer, but long story short, my mind made a link between between the two, making a faulty assumption that The Time Traveler's Wife was one par with something like Second Glance. And hence, the trepidation set in.

    The other day, I bit the bullet and just read the damn thing so I could finally get it off my crowded book shelves. I groaned when I saw Jodi Picoult's review on the first few pages.

    My worry was in vain. I loved it. I was hooked from the very beginning. I understand that it not just anyone's cup of tea. The disjointed narrating would normally be irriating and confusing, but it worked for this book. The writing style emphasized the story's message: time is irrelevant. What I enjoyed most about this book was its unique twist on the concept of time-travel. For the same reason that I liked Twilight and Gregory Maguire novels, Niffenegger took an old science fiction theme and reconstructed it. There was no flux capacitor or complications with ruining the time-space continueum. In fact, she took most of the science fiction out of the picture, which worked just fine for me, cause that was never my favorite genre.

    It was romantic, it was moving, and it was a great puzzle that unfolded along the way.

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  • My goal for 2011 is to read at least 30 books, and perhaps write a few reviews as I go along.

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