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- Sunday Reflections – 11 October 2020 – Quarantine Update 10
- Sunday Reflections – 11 October 2020 – Quarantine Update 10
- Sunday Reflections – 11 October 2020 – Quarantine Update 10
- Sunday Reflections – 27 October 2020 – Quarantine Update 11
After having thoroughly enjoyed The 7 1/2 Deaths of Evelyn Hardcastle, I looked forward to starting Stuart Turton’s latest mystery foray, The Devil and the Dark Water. Except, his latest novel is nothing like his previous work. Gone are the science fiction/supernatural elements that made that work so compelling. Instead, we have something akin to Sherlock Holmes on the sea, and I cannot say I am a fan.
The Devil and the Dark Water has a slow start. A very slow start. In fact, you wonder what the point of the story is well past the twenty-five percent mark. It does not make a must-read situation.
Then, once the mystery becomes apparent, it does not take long to predict the mystery’s answer. In fact, you don’t even have to think about the ending because you know you are right because it is such a popular red herring/mystery solution. You hope that Mr. Turton would not be that obvious, but you are wrong. To say that this does not engender disappointment would be a lie. What good is a mystery when at least part of the answer is so obvious that you know it without having to think?
Speaking of the ending, it is highly unsatisfactory, although I suspect that is most definitely not Mr. Turton’s intention. I believe he means the ending to be better than a typical revenge story. Except, I don’t see it that way. Instead, I see it as a bit of a way for the main characters to have their cake and eat it too. Mr. Turton found an ending that allows the main characters to all have happy endings in spite of issues like historical legality and accuracy. While others may enjoy it, I found it rang a bit false if only because he spends so much time immersing the reader in the minutiae of colonial Dutch life, with an attention to detail that can be mind-numbing at times, and his ending flouts that.
The characters in The Devil and the Dark Water also are wanting. While perfectly adequate and capable of progressing the story, they are essentially archetypes. Archetypes serve a purpose, but in this story, it feels out of place to use them. Again, Mr. Turton does not shy away from detailing all aspects of life aboard the merchant ship, so using one-dimensional characters with no growth or further development feels wrong.
Lastly, something occurs to the ship that Mr. Turton never addresses and which should not bother me but does. Without giving too much away, the bad guys need to have the ship near a certain island in order for their plan to work. Except, the ship flees a massive hurricane for two weeks, only to have to brave its waves and wind when it moves faster than they can. Mr. Turton specifically mentions that the ship travels in any direction necessary to remain ahead of the storm. Later, once in the midst of a hurricane, they don’t even bother with direction and just fight to keep their ship afloat. And yet, somehow the ship ends up exactly where it needs to be. I don’t know how that is possible, and Mr. Turton does not give a satisfactory explanation. When every other part of the story has a rather mundane answer, this is one mystery that he never solves and which irks me for its unbelievability.
So, The Devil and the Dark Water is definitely a disappointment, and not only because I was holding it up against his fabulous previous novel. The two are so different that you probably shouldn’t compare them, except for the fact that Hardcastle was pretty damn good and The Devil and the Dark Water is not. The mystery is lackluster and predictable while the characters are archetypal and boring. His storytelling this time around is missing that WTFery as well as the shocking plot twists which made his previous story so good. I’d say skip it, but the buzz on this is much louder than my voice ever will be. So, I will say I hope you enjoy it more than I did!
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Having come to enjoy Trevor Noah and his commentary on The Daily Show, thanks to Born a Crime I now have a much greater appreciation for his opinions and viewpoint. His experiences in post-Apartheid South Africa as a mixed-race child make him uniquely situated to understand multiple sides of a racial argument. In addition, his story provides an excellent background for understanding the nuances of race and skin color and the internal decision-making any person of color must make when entering a room filled with white people.
By all accounts, Mr. Noah had multiple brushes with death and faced a childhood that the system had rigged to fail him. Mr. Noah recognizes all this and acknowledges that his success is due mostly to the formidable woman that is his mother. Each of his stories shows the remarkable independence his mother had and taught her sons. More importantly, each shows the lengths to which his mother was willing to go to make sure he had a chance to beat the rigged system that was South Africa. Her methods might appear harsh to white readers, but I suspect any Black person reading it will recognize the desperation his mother had to teach her son the harsh realities of the world before he discovered them for himself.
Whether it is a coping mechanism or an aspect of his comedian background, in Born a Crime, Mr. Noah finds ways to make the most shocking stories palatable, almost funny. He does this while maintaining the reverence such serious history deserves. In a way, it is as if he is marveling at the fact that he faced so many things without knowing how remarkable they truly are as much as his audience is. At the same time, underlying the comedy is a poignancy and gratitude for having escaped, which makes sense the more you learn.
Being eight years older than Mr. Noah, I too grew up both during and after Apartheid, except, as I quickly learned from the book, I had no idea what Apartheid really was. I only knew it was bad and racist. Plus, I had a faint idea that it involved white people holding all the power. What I did not know was that it was slavery in a modern-day format. Nor did I have a clue just how far the Apartheid government went to subjugate its Black inhabitants. Before going into any of his own stories, Mr. Noah is careful to enlighten his readers with the necessary understanding of the racial, political, tribal, socio-economic, geographical, historical, and other cultural factors that make his stories so remarkable. Thus, not only do you learn about his life, you learn quite a bit about South Africa in the 1990s and 2000s.
Mr. Noah’s narration is beyond excellent. I particularly delighted in hearing him speak the many African languages he knows. Plus, as with any autobiography, hearing the author’s story from his own lips imbues it with an intimacy that other narrators cannot bring to his words. Even if this is one you already read, I highly recommend listening to the audiobook for the pronunciations and inflections that only Mr. Noah can add.
Part of becoming anti-racist is becoming empathetic to people of color and their experiences. In Born a Crime, Mr. Noah provides readers with firsthand insight into a racist world. While you might never experience racism yourself, Mr. Noah makes it easy to put yourself into his shoes. As such, in our current society, where it is more important than ever to recognize systemic racism and the damage it inflicts on anyone of color, Born a Crime becomes an important stopping point along the journey towards anti-racism.
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Guys, it has not been a great few weeks. It appears that since we closed on the sale of our house, we used up every ounce of good luck we had. Making things worse, I sit here at my parents’ house being able to do nothing to improve our situation, frustrated and bored. We knew this month would be a trying experience, but none of us expected things not to go our way.
So, our closing date is not October 30th, as everyone hoped. At this point in time, we don’t even know if the house will be completely done by then. We still do not have countertops. The manufacturer took two weeks to turn the cabinet measurements into a countertop blueprint and needed another fifteen days after that to cut the granite, thereby annihilating that three-week estimate we were given. This all occurred a week ago.
Then, after many unanswered emails and phone calls to the sales rep who took our order, we finally got in contact with the store manager about our appliances. At the last contact, the sales rep told us our stove/oven was on backorder yet again through November 11th. What he failed to tell us, or didn’t bother to research, was that the manufacturer discontinued our stove/oven model and that there were no more available anywhere. I don’t know when he was going to let us know, but the lack of communication still appalls me. We were able to order a different model, albeit without at least one feature I really wanted, and we should experience no delays upon receiving it. Keep in mind, this is all over appliances we ordered in July for delivery in August. (Yes, the store is going to get a very poor review once we get everything and determine all works as it should.)
We opted to add a sprinkler system to our yard because we are lazy and a good part of the reason we bought this condo is that we wanted to do no lawn maintenance. Even this is turning into a point of frustration as the sprinkler system guy only works when he wants to work. This means, a system that someone else would install in two days has taken him three weeks to install, and he is STILL. NOT. FINISHED. His delays are causing delays in finishing the landscaping, and if he doesn’t finish his work soon (like this week), we might not get our sod put down before the end of the season. Which means an entire winter of a yard of dirt with two dogs. All because this jackass only works when the sun is out and there has been no precipitation for three days prior. We live in the midwest. Do you know how infrequently that happens at this time of year?
There are a few items of furniture Jim and his brother were going to build since they did such a fabulous job on our master bed. Due to delays and Jim realizing he does not have enough time, we opted to hire his brother to build them for us. Except he too is not very timely with his work. We entrusted the most important piece of furniture in the house – the bookshelves to house all 100 boxes of books we have – and we have no idea when he will finish them.
Even more frustrating, Jim cannot unearth the tools he needs to be able to make our closet systems (which he is doing by hand because closet systems are expensive and he can make something ten times better than those wire ones) because they are buried under all the boxes. If I had my bookshelves, we could unbury the tools. If we could unbury the tools, he could start on the closet systems so that I could unpack the bedrooms and bathrooms. Instead, I am looking at a situation where the only room I can 100 percent unpack upon moving in will be the kitchen.
Holly too is not doing well. She admitted to suffering from a depressive episode last week. Plus, Jim and I notice when we see her every weekend that she comes to us very quiet and a bit grumpy. It is only after staying with us for a few hours where she bounces into the happy, independent, confident young woman we know. I know that her BFF’s parents are taking good care of her, but I know she would prefer being with us, her things, the dogs, and in our own little family routine.
The silver lining is that the builder did set our closing date for November 12th. It should not change now. I don’t know if it helps or hurts to think of the fact that the house will be sitting finished for at least a week without us being able to move in, all because the bank requires ten days after the final appraisal, which they can do only when the house is done. It is taking all my energy to get through each day without cussing out this entire process because I know this is nothing but a blip in our life and the house will be worth it. Still, all three of us want our lives back, which won’t happen until November 12th.
Enough about me. Give me something good, people. What good is going on in your lives?
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- Uncomfortable but important
The anticipation for The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue by V. E. Schwab was so high this year that you might think there is no way it could possibly live up to those expectations. Then you read it. And you realize that it blows those expectations out of the water.
The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue is the very definition of pathos because there is nothing particularly happy or joyful about Addie’s life. Yet, it matters not because her story is so imaginative, so thoughtful, so evocative that you read it with your heart in your throat. Emotions, like dread and sadness, threaten to overwhelm you after every page.
There is beauty in Addie’s world though. Strangely, you find beauty in her suffering, her resilience, and her longing. Even though you don’t think you want to continue her story after her first night in Paris — because it is just too much — you do because Addie haunts you, unlike any other character. You want her to find happiness in any form, and you want to ease that longing that is so visceral and difficult to read.
The ending of The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue is flawless. There is no other way the story could end. Even though it may not be the ending you want for Addie’s story, it is perfect and completely worth the heartache and tears that fall on Addie’s behalf.
The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue is unlike any story you have previously read. It is also a story that is going to haunt your waking moments as well as your dreams. You will find yourself thinking of Addie’s curse at the strangest times, and you will notice all the ways in which you leave an imprint of yourself now that you know all the ways Addie could not. Without a doubt, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue will be the best book you read all year and maybe for years to come.
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I believe Mr. Ellison’s purpose in writing Invisible Man was simply education. Sadly, his first-person account of all the ways Black people face oppression is not as shocking as it could be because it simply reiterates that there is nothing simple or easy about the life of a Black person. Not only do they face hatred and oppression through racism, but they also face something similar through those Black persons who cater to white people. It is something we have been hearing from Black people for years, but reading it as a first-person story somehow drives it home more than any news article or interview.
Joe Morton takes a difficult story and brings it to life with his performance. He approaches the written word as a script, and it shows in his narration. Not only does he bring each unique character to life, but he also exudes each emotion our unnamed narrator feels just through the speed at which he speaks. It is an extraordinary performance that makes a story that is, frankly, not an enjoyable read worthwhile.
Invisible Man is not an easy read, but it is an important one because it provides a first-hand glimpse of racism and segregation. It matters not that the story occurs 100 years ago because the unnamed narrator’s experiences simply prove that nothing really changed in those 100 years. Through his story, we see the insidious nature of racism and how it can affect anyone. In that regard, Invisible Man is essential reading for those who want to become anti-racist.
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- Skyhunter is good but not wow good
The much-awaited sequel to Roshani Chokshi’s The Gilded Wolves, The Silvered Serpents picks up several months after the events of the first novel with the group struggling to accept the loss of one of their own, thus setting the mood for the rest of the novel. No longer a cohesive unit, we see the damage the loss caused each person, and it isn’t pretty. The group dynamic was one of the best things about the first book, and to see that torn apart through grief makes the sequel a difficult one.
Even the personalities are different. Always focused, Séverin is now almost heartless in his efforts to achieve his goal. The others are equally broken. Their interactions are stiff and awkward. Gone are the days of banter and fluid camaraderie that defined them. They still work together, but there is an air of desperation to their efforts that hurts.
Ms. Chokshi uses this grief to good effect though, utilizing it as a tool to help them achieve the object of their mission. Along the way, there are some predictable moments, and there are some brilliant ones. The slow-burn romance still exists, but that relationship grows beyond those boundaries into something much more complex and, frankly, adult. Other characters break their shackles and really start to shine, which helps ease the pain they continue to suffer.
The Silvered Serpents is fundamentally a story about loss and its aftermath. Sure, the group must find another Babel fragment, but that is only part of the story. And what a story it is. I literally read it in one sitting and now must wait to find out how it all ends. With an ending that is as brilliant as it is cruel, the wait is going to be a long one.
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There is something about a story in which a library is one of the settings. It doesn’t matter if the library is a fantasy or really exists, the library establishes the tone of the story, one in which the love of possibility and knowledge, as well as a reverence for the written word, are key. A. J. Hackwith puts this auto-generated tone to good use in her devilishly good novel, The Library of the Unwritten.
There is so much to love within the pages of The Library of the Unwritten. Claire is a great heroine. Determined, unafraid, erudite, and exacting, she is exactly what you would expect of a librarian. Except, she is not all rule-following and sternness. As you discover more about her and her past, it makes those moments when she does break the rules more impactful.
I also love Ms. Hackwith’s clever approach to the afterlife. In her world, there is no such thing as one Hell and one Heaven. Rather, one goes to the afterlife of his or her religious belief, whether it is ancient Egypt, Buddhist, or Christian. This inclusion is satisfying on many levels, one of which is the fact it is a harmonious approach to the many belief systems that exist around the world. Instead of drawing a line in the proverbial sand that there is only one afterlife option, Ms. Hackwith includes them all to emphasize the point that anything is possible.
As much as I enjoyed The Library of the Unwritten, it is not without its issues. For one, there are times in which the plot becomes a little too convenient to be believable. The identity of one particular character, while interesting and a nice way to tie Claire’s past to her present, does not appear to be necessary to the overall story. There are other instances of situations resolving themselves a little too easily. In addition, some of the imagery is a little clunky.
Those issues are minor, though, and I thoroughly enjoyed The Library of the Unwritten. I am eager to see where Ms. Hackwith takes the story next. In particular, I hope we get to know more of Claire’s backstory. I would also love to learn how people become librarians in Hell and how Hell actually works since it appears a lot more complicated than one might think. One thing is for sure, the sequel should have more of the fantastic character interaction and Claire’s prickly personality to entertain us.
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A good fantasy novel for me is one that not only has strong characters with great chemistry, it also has a unique approach to the fantasy element. Whether the fantasy element is magic, creatures, or other special powers, the author’s approach must satisfy some semblance of possibility and offer something new about it. In The Gilded Wolves, Roshani Chokshi offers all this and more.
Any novel is only as good as its characters. In this, The Gilded Wolves succeeds. Séverin’s little troupe not only has a fantastic set of talents, but they have that important chemistry that makes their interactions so enjoyable. In particular, the ongoing simmer between Laila and Séverin is enough to keep the plot at smoldering levels. However, Ms. Chokshi does not stop there. She develops each member of the group to hold the plot together on his or her own. With a group with as varied a set of backgrounds and personalities, every point of view is a pleasure.
More importantly, I adore the magical element of the story. Ms. Chokshi’s use of biblical artifacts as the cornerstone for all magic in her world is unusual, unexpected, and very creative. In particular, the fact that magic has its origins in very real objects and is, in some aspect, very tangible, makes the entire story more plausible. Anything that gives me hope that magic actually exists is a winner in my mind.
The Gilded Wolves is everything I love about a fantasy story, but it doesn’t stop there. With its slow-burning romance, scientific approach to magic, and family drama, there is enough within its pages to entice a variety of readers. Fin-de-siècle Paris and The Gilded Wolves is escapist fiction at its finest.
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Stories that are good but not great make for some of the most difficult reviews to write, don’t you think? I always make this determination by my eagerness to write the review. If I love or hate a book, I can knock out the review of it within a few minutes. When I find a book to be okay, I avoid writing the review because I know it is going to be difficult to find the right words. This is my dilemma with Skyhunter by Marie Lu.
Don’t get me wrong; there are plenty of things to like about Skyhunter. Talin is a fierce character, and Ms. Lu really allows her readers to get to know her in detail. She makes mistakes, hesitates when she should attack, and allows her feelings to dictate her decisions. In other words, Ms. Lu makes her a vulnerable teenage girl with more responsibility that is healthy.
At the same time, Ms. Lu once again succeeds in balancing the necessary world-building with maintaining intense plot pacing. We learn about Mara, Karensa, and the Strikers through Talin’s memories, stories told to her, and through old-fashioned observation of current events. Through it all, at no point does the story falter. In fact, it remains action-packed from beginning to end with the right number of respite points for readers and characters to recover and prepare for the next battle.
Plus, Skyhunter may list as young adult fiction, but it is very much on the darker side of that spectrum. The Strikers do everything possible to kill their foes, and Ms. Lu does not hesitate to show that violence. In the hands of Talin and her friends, anything can become a weapon, and they shed a lot of blood to prove that point. Personally, I love a good, dark, and gory story, so I count this as a positive.
The thing is as much as I like Talin, my heart lies with Red. To me, he is a fascinating character with the potential for a backstory even more intriguing and heartbreaking than Talin. I really want to know what he thinks and feels. While Ms. Lu gives us enough of his story to understand his actions, I feel there are more depths she could plumb there. I would love the sequel to be from his point of view.
Skyhunter is not a bad novel. I did enjoy it when I read it, even if very little within the plot is much of a surprise. The thing is, I never felt that reader’s rush when I finished it, the kind that makes you feel a little giddy as you agonize over the fact you have to wait to read more of the story, the kind that makes it next to impossible to pick up another book right away. I will read the sequel when it is available, but I guarantee that I will have to do some research to remember the plot of Skyhunter because the details fade more every day. All of these bits, when put together, are indicators of a novel that may be good but not outstanding, a category in which Skyhunter firmly falls.
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It’s been another week, hasn’t it? Sadly, I feel that Tr*mp is only going to double-down on his insane antics as we draw closer to election day, especially if the polls continue to show he is not in the lead. Plus, Bill Maher and John Oliver, as well as other pundits, are sharing the ways in which he could hijack the election even if the numbers show a landslide victory for Biden/Harris. We are talking unprecedented levels of power-grabbing by the GOP, and that is saying something considering the Barrett nomination. In other words, buckle up, folks. The end is not even close, and who knows what we will have to do to get him out of the White House.
In happier news, the condo is looking good. We have a driveway. All of the trim is complete, as is the painting. We are missing only three of the doors; all the rest are complete with handles. We have one vanity top installed in the bathroom with the other two waiting for installation. The best news is that all of our light fixtures were installed last week. I may have done a little happy dance when I saw them. When we next see the house, we should have our flooring and our sprinkler system, if not our lawn, and fully completed landscaping.
After that, we wait. The builder initially thought he would be done on October 30th, which means, the bank would not be able to finish their appraisal and closing documentation until after that. Our current closing date is now November 12th. The builders are doing everything possible to finish before that date, not only to get us into the house but also so that they can get their money. However, they can’t finish without countertops, and the countertops could take as long as three weeks or more to complete. EVERYTHING hinges on how fast the company can complete the kitchen counters. He has already had one week for cutting and prepping. I am trying not to calendar-watch, but I don’t think I was this aware of the passing days since my pregnancies.
Holly remains in quarantine until Tuesday. On Wednesday, she gets to take the PSAT. Nothing says freedom like standardized tests. She is being a trooper about the whole thing, even though I know she is itching to be able to see her friends in person again, even with masks and social distancing. In a way, though, it is a good experience, and she realizes just how serious the situation is, especially as Wisconsin becomes a huge virus hotspot. Personally, I can’t wait to give her a big hug!
Take care of yourselves, friends! The news is insane and getting worse. Who knows what the GOP has up their sleeves for the next month and after the election. It will be up to all of us to remain vigilant, to call out abuses of power, and to stand up to overt obstruction of justice. If you have not done so, vote. Volunteer to become a poll worker. Volunteer to help drive people to the polling places. Get involved so that the GOP and Tr*mpers don’t hijack this election with false claims of voter fraud.
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