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Booking Through Thursday: Autumn reading habits

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Autumn is starting (here in the US, anyway), and kids are heading back to school–does the changing season change your reading habits? Less time? More? Are you just in the mood for different kinds of books than you were over the summer?

Autumn probably tends to mark the beginning of the biggest impact on my reading habits. While the reduced hours for outdoor activity provide more time to read, that gets eaten up once hockey season starts. (Regular season for the USHL starts Oct. 3, the NHL starts Oct. 4 and the college hockey regular season starts Oct. 10. What a wonderful time period!) Between Stampede home games and NHL Center Ice, I probably spend less time reading. While I do tend to read between periods of TV games, that doesn’t provide much uninterrupted time to concentrate, especially when I can — and often do — flip between games on Center Ice.

Hockey also impacts what I read to a minor extent as it probably increases my interest in hockey-related books. That’s not a big impact though and I don’t think autumn affects what I read otherwise. I figure that’s because what strikes my fancy seems to depend as much on what new books are out or some other quirk than anything else.


The seasons they are turnin’ and my sad heart is yearnin’
To hear again the songbird’s sweet melodious tone

“Moonlight,” Bob Dylan, Love and Theft

Book Review: Kafka Comes to America by Steven T. Wax

We Americans like “up close and personal” stories, at least if they’re about athletes, celebrities, inspirational figures or the like. Yet it may be another story if we’re talking about getting up close and personal with those our government accuses of being terrorists. Yet many of those stories are ones we probably need to hear.

Steven T. Wax, the head of the federal public defender’s office in Portland, Ore., gives us such a look through the prism of what happened to two of his clients in Kafka Comes to America: Fighting for Justice in the War on Terror. One, Brandon Mayfield, made headlines across the country. He is the Portland lawyer who the FBI claimed a fingerprint tied to the March 2004 Madrid train bombings. The other is unknown to probably 99 percent of Americans. Adel Hamad is a Sudanese national who worked for an international Muslim non-governmental organization as a hospital administrator in Pakistan. He was hauled from his Peshawar apartment to a Pakistani prison and eventually flown in chains to the United States military prison in Guantanamo Bay, labeled and detained as an enemy combatant.

The two stories serve as excellent bookends for the ramifications of the policies and practices the U.S. has employed in the so-called War on Terror. Mayfield’s story shows the impact of the Patriot Act and a tendency to rush to judgment in terrorism cases on a relatively average American citizen and family. Hamad’s story shows the Kafkaesque limbo in which some innocent foreign civilians have been left for years. Both stories are frightening.

Wax’s office was appointed to represent Mayfield shortly after he was arrested as a “material witness” in the Madrid bombings by the FBI. It is, in large part, a story of a process dictated in large part by Washington, D.C., that went amok. The FBI looked at a fingerprint provided by Spanish authorities that was found on a plastic bag containing detonators and concluded with “100 percent certainty” that was Mayfield’s. It certainly didn’t help that Mayfield had converted to Islam from Christianity, handled a variety of immigration matters for Muslims and Middle Eastern natives, and represented an accused terrorist in a child custody proceeding.

The FBI’s suspicions led to “sneak-and-peek” searches (made without notice or a warrant) of Mayfield’s home, including taking DNA swabs and making copies of home computer hard drives; obtaining bank and other information via “national security letters,” which the recipients are legally forbidden to say they received; surveillance of his daily activities; and, wiretaps and electronic eavesdropping of his home. Federal terrorism officials were not dissuaded when Spanish authorities told the FBI on April 13, 2004, that their comparison of the fingerprint to Mayfield’s was “NEGATIVE.” Instead, the FBI concluded that since “[t]he problem is there is not enough other evidence to arrest him on a criminal charge,” it would arrest him as a material witness. In other words, Mayfield would be held without charges being lodged against him while the government continued to investigate and sought to force him to give a statement to them under oath or testify before a grand jury.

This is not a nail biting trial saga because there never was a trial. Instead, this is more of a story of a struggle against bureaucracy and blinders to get Mayfield released. Although the FBI ultimately admitted it made a mistake and that the print was not Mayfield’s, his client files and computers were seized and much of the information the FBI gathered was disseminated to law enforcement and intelligence agencies throughout the government. The government eventually reached a $2 million settlement with Mayfield but his case serves as a glaring example of what can happen in a rush to conclusions conducted in an atmosphere of fear and politics.

Hamad’s story likewise is not an cliffhanger tale of the Perry Mason school. In fact, Wax had only one court hearing and only met one of his two adversaries from the Department of Justice — once — in more than two years on the case. Instead, this is a story of the strategy of delay and roadblocks the Bush Administration employed to prevent those detained at Guantanamo and other military facilities from even getting hearings. This struggle led to three different U.S. Supreme Court cases and years of delay for the detainees. Even when the detainees were appointed attorneys to assist them with habeas corpus petitions, things were not easy.

The Department of Justice wouldn’t even tell Wax what country Hamad was from for three months. He, his staff and the other habeas attorneys were subject to protective orders that seriously constrained them.

The Protective Order prevented me from writing directly to Adel or receiving mail directly from him. Instead, all correspondence went through a Privilege Team from the Department of Justice. When I visited Adel, I could not take my notes out of the prison; instead, I had to give them to my military escorts. If I wanted to get the notes for use in my office, I had to let the Privilege Team read them, a process that can take anywhere from one to four weeks. Anything they thought should be classified was censored and locked in the secure facility outside Washington. And everything Adel told me, including such things as the name of his wife and his brother-in-law’s phone number, … was presumptively classified.

Thus, where Mayfield at least had the right to counsel, the benefit of full attorney-client privilege and hearings before a judge, Hamad did not. Just as he was blindfolded and chained en route to Guantanamo, he and his lawyers were figuratively in the same situation in the political and procedural battles being waged in Congress and the courts. The discussion and analysis of the lawyering here, though, is far closer to the real practice of law than what appears on television or movie screens. It is the formation of legal strategies to serve a client in the best way possible and the grunt work of investigating facts, gathering evidence and interviewing witnesses.

This all runs the risk that some readers will think the book lacks excitement or tension. In addition, Wax has the difficult but necessary task of explaining the background and history of such things as habeas corpus, the Patriot Act and the various actions taken by the Administration, Congress and the courts in the ongoing contest over the status and rights of the Guantanamo detainees. His effort is not helped by occasional diversions into his own background and occasional somewhat lofty statements about analogous points in history. For example, Wax relates that during one of his jail house meetings with Mayfield he was “seeing the fences” of the detention centers used to hold Japanese Americans during World War II.

But it takes lofty ideals and a strong devotion to them to do the type of work Wax and his office do. If anything, the “how can you defend those people?” cry must sound even more loudly when you agree to represent someone accused of being a terrorist. Yet most anyone who puts credence in America’s protection of civil liberties and human rights would condemn their erosion and the relentless struggle to deny detainees such simple due process rights as a hearing and seeing the evidence against them. But Wax recognizes that another strong principle is at play in his representation of Mayfield, Hamad and other detainees. There likely is no other country in the world whose government would pay a government lawyer to fight the government’s incarceration of an individual.

While Kafka Comes to America is largely a clarion call we would be well advised to heed, it also demonstrates that even when civil liberties are threatened, other core American principles can be used to help ensure and restore the nation’s place as a bulwark and symbol of justice.


While we can lose our freedoms overnight to foreign invaders, we can also lose them slowly through a day-to-day acceptance of a series of incremental steps that will alter our lives forever.

Steven T. Wax, Kafka Comes to America

Tuesday Thingers: LT’s quotation field

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Have you ever added a quote to the quotation field in [Library Thing's] common knowledge? What’s a quote you particularly like from a book, one that you know by heart?

Since I didn’t know what “common knowledge” was until seeing this, no. It may, though, come in as a handy resource.

Although I put quotes at the end of each post, I’m not a big one for memorizing them. Probably an issue of too few brain cells. That said, I have always remembered this quote from Hugh Prather’s Notes to Myself: “If the desire to write is not accompanied by actual writing then the desire is not to write.” Although I first read the book more than 30 years ago, that still is a perfect summary of my approach toward writing.


He who trains his tongue to quote the learned sages will be known far and wide as a smart ass.

Howard Kandel

Musing Mondays: Treatment of books

Here is the third of the book-related memes in which I will occasionally participate:

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Do you treat books carefully, or do you just treat them as any other object? Do you have certain things you refuse to do with books (write in them, etc)? If so, what are they?

I am almost obsessive about the treatment of books. I even hate it if the dust jacket gets bent or scuffed or develops a small tear.

Because I consider them friends, I treat books like I treat my human friends and you certainly don’t fold, bend, spindle or mutilate your friends. (Although I’m guessing the term “spindle” is as outdated as the punch cards with which it was associated.) To me, laying a book face down with the pages open is the visual equivalent of fingernails on a chalk board. If I see a book at the office or at home like that (which is almost unheard of for the latter), I will put something in to mark the place and close the book. Not only will I grab anything usable at hand to place in the page I’m at, I often refrain from using the flaps you see in some paperbacks these days that can be used to mark your page. Why? I don’t want to deform the flap.

I do break the rule in one respect. In books I am reviewing, I dog ear pages I particularly want to come back to for the review. I do this to avoid writing in the book, figuring it is the lesser of two evils. I also figure you can (and I do) smooth out the dog ears once they’ve served their purpose. f there are particular passages I want to mark permanently, I use book darts, which remain in the book once it goes on the shelves. I keep one of the containers holding the darts on the bookshelf on the bed so they’re handy if I need one.

Idiosyncrasy or obsession? Six of one, half dozen of the other.


Don’t use books as coasters. Insult people who do.

Book Care for Bibliophiles

Celebrate an upcoming world premiere - buy the DVD

It took a while (and more work than I can probably imagine) but Unplanned Democracy, the documentary about South Dakota’s 2006 abortion ban vote written and directed by Denise Ross, has its world premiere Saturday at the South Dakota Film Festival. Given that South Dakotans face another abortion vote in November, the premiere is timely.

If, like me, you’re not going to make it to Aberdeen for the premiere Denise says DVDs of the documentary are now available for sale. And you’ll get a discount if you follow instructions and order before Sept. 22.

Go order one and support a South Dakota documentary filmmaker.


To prepare for what’s coming next, you need to understand what happened in South Dakota in 2006.

Unplanned Democracy website

Booking Through Thursday: Villainy

Here’s the first installment in another of the book memes I will be using as motivation/inspiration for writing more about books and the reading life.

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Today is the 7th anniversary of the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon. I know that not all of you who read are in the U.S., but still, it’s vital that none of us who are decent people forget the scope of disaster that a few, evil people can cause–anywhere in the world. It’s not about religion, it’s not about politics, it’s about the acknowledgment that humans should try to work together, not tear each other apart, even when they disagree.

So, feeling my way to a question here … Terrorists aren’t just movie villains any more. Do real-world catastrophes such as 9/11 (and the bombs in Madrid, and the ones in London, and the war in Darfur, and … really, all the human-driven, mass loss-of-life events) affect what you choose to read? Personally, I used to enjoy reading Tom Clancy, but haven’t been able to stomach his fight-terrorist kinds of books since.

And, does the reality of that kind of heartless, vicious attack–which happen on smaller scales ALL the time–change the way you feel about villains in the books you read? Are they scarier? Or more two-dimensional and cookie-cutter in the face of the things you see on the news?

I don’t know that I read a lot of books involving villains, other than some of the SF I read. To the extent 9/11 and the Madrid and Tube bombings, etc., affect my reading selections I am one of those sort of looking for the great post-9/11 novel. I know using the term 9/11 is too nation-centric but it is the easiest short hand for the central conflict most perceive today.

I can’t say I’ve found that novel yet but the best two I’ve read thus far are Ian McEwan’s Saturday and Dorothea Dieckmann’s Guantanamo. While Guantanamo deals more with America’s political response to 9/11 than the impact of 9/11 and terrorism on society as a whole, Saturday fairly oozes the unease and angst of the last seven years. And while they are two of the best books I’ve read over the last couple years, I would be remiss not to mention Laila Halaby’s Once in a Promised Land, which explores the impact of 9/11 on Middle Eastern immigrants to the U.S.

From my perspective, these books succeed because they are not “we the victims” tales. Rather, they take a broader view of what these events mean for the world and society as a whole. With that as perhaps my standard for post-9/11 literature, we may be looking too early. As with history, perspective requires time. With troops still in Afghanistan and Iraq, the ongoing debate over whether this is a clash of civilizations or something else, and 9/11 still being too often used as political fodder, the novels so far probably are the first drafts of any true post-9/11 literature. The pursuit of and search for that literature will affect countless readers for years to come.


It’s never the changes we want that change everything.

Junot Diaz, The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao

A red reading state

It should come as no surprise but, at least according to Amazon, South Dakota reads red. Not red as in my younger days (you know, them Commies). No, red as in the red state-blue state divide.

Amazon has an Election 2008 map tracking political book buying. According to it, during the last 60 days a “red” book, The Obama Nation: Leftist Politics and the Cult of Personality, is besting the best-selling “blue” book, U.S. Versus Them: How a Half-Century of Conservatism Has Undermined America’s Security, 69 percent to 31 percent. Indicating this is neither unexpected nor an aberration, during the same period of the 2004 election the “red book” (Shadow War: The Untold Story of How Bush is Winning the War on Terror was outselling the “blue book” (Homegrown Democrat: A Few Plain Thoughts from the Heart of America) 62 percent to 38 percent.

Amazon does have a page explaining how it comes up with the map, which it intends to update daily.


People who like this sort of thing will find this the sort of thing they like.

Abraham Lincoln, quoted in Collections and Recollections

Idiot’s note to feed subscribers

Some recent monkeying around may have impacted those who subscribe to the blog via feed readers or RSS. You may need to resubscribe due to operator error on this end.

Of course, if the way you read the blog is via RSS and I screwed up your subscribed feed, then you’re probably not going to be reading this anyway.


There’s nothing more dangerous than a resourceful idiot.

Dilbert, Oct. 16, 1994

Tuesday Thingers: Book awards

As inspiration/motivation to post a bit more in the book field, I’m going to try a series of regular memes that circulate in the bookblog community. They may not appear each and every week but simply as they strike my fancy.

The first is Tuesday Thingers, a kind of a round robin of Library Thing early reviewers on a different theme or question each week created by The Boston Bibliophile. So here’s this week’s question:
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Awards. Do you follow any particular book awards? Do you ever choose books based on awards? What award-winning books do you have? (Off the top of your head only- no need to look this up- it would take all day!) What’s your favorite award-winning book?

The book award I probably follow most closely is the Hugo Award for Best Novel. In fact, quite some time ago I made it a practice to buy a copy of that year’s winner if I did not already have it. While a couple have fallen through the gap, I have all but two or three of the 55 winners thus far.

Other awards I follow but not as closely in SF include the Nebula Award, the Locus Awards, the Sidewise Awards and the Arthur C. Clarke Award. For more mainstream awards, I also at least look at the National Book Critics Circle Award, the National Book Award and, naturally, the Nobel Prize and Pulitzer Prize. In the last year or so, I’ve also started watching the Booker Prize and the Independent Foreign Fiction Prize.

The book awards do occasionally prompt me to read a book. In fact, this year I bought and read Paul Verhaeghen’s Omega Minor simply because it won the 2008 Independent Foreign Fiction Prize. And, as noted in prior posts, I am trying to read some of the books on the Booker Prize shortlist. It is rare, though, that I will read a book simply because it won this or that award. Equally as important is whether summaries of the book generate my interest.

My favorite award-winner to date probably would be Mary Doria Russell’s The Sparrow. It won a number of SF awards in 1997 and 1998 but not the Hugo. It is, of course, a Desert Island Book.


An award does not change the quality of a book.

Chris Van Allsburg, 1986 Caldecott Medal acceptance speech

One reading list shortened

The announcement of the finalists for this year’s Booker Prize shortens one of my reading lists. The 13 books on the longlist have been cut to six:

The White Tiger, Aravind Adiga
The Secret Scripture, Sebastian Barry
Sea of Poppies, Amitav Ghosh
The Clothes on Their Backs, Linda Grant
The Northern Clemency, Philip Hensher
A Fraction of the Whole, Steve Toltz

I truly enjoyed The Secret Scripture but know I’m not going to get them all read before the winner is announced October 14. While the local library has two of the books, two others aren’t yet available in the U.S. And one the library does have is 500+ pages so it is likely other commitments will keep me from it right now.


It may be the first in what I trust will be a rapidly growing and influential genre—the novel designed on purpose to be excluded from the Booker short-list.

Angela Carter, 1990 book review

Five years ago today

Yes, it was five years and more than 1,200 posts ago that the first post appeared on this blog. A lot has changed in that time, some for the good (from a blog perspective) and perhaps more from the bad (nationally).

When this blog started, it was pretty much all politics all the time. There’s a certain part of me that wants to scream “I told you so!” but even with close to 80 percent of the people recognizing the country has been on the wrong track, it’s largely the same old same old. It took about a year and a half for me to realize I wanted this blog to head in a different direction. And some of what led me to that conclusion remains today in both the general political atmosphere as well as the SD blogosphere.

No doubt the lack of politics impacts how much traffic this blog gets. But I don’t really care. It’s not like the internet needs more blog cacophony when the bottom line is that “change” — this year’s political buzzword — ain’t really gonna happen. I would much rather post and talk about things that enrich our lives.

So aside from occasional comments here and there (just four posts this year in the “Politics” category), this blog will continue to focus on books and other things I love. From my perspective, that is worth celebrating on a fifth anniversary.


If you can get people just to think about earning and spending, earning and spending, then they are less likely to want to think for themselves.

Rob Gifford, China Road

What about “The New Classics”?

The recent post about books I wished I’d read reminded me of something that gained a bit of attention during the summer. As you may have heard, Entertainment Weekly came up with The EW 1000, a list of the “1000 best movies, TV shows, albums, books, and more of the past 25 years.” I have no clue how it determined the rankings of what it terms “The New Classics” but the top 100 books are interesting. I’m only going to look at the top 50 but suffice it to say that the second 50 also reflect the good and the bad of the entire poll.

As you might expect from a magazine that unabashedly focuses on American pop culture, some picks seem ludicrous, such as ranking Jon Krakauer’s Into Thin Air at No. 11 but Gilead at No. 85. There also seems to be an inordinate number of books that became movies. Still, The Da Vinci Code ended up in the bottom five and often underappreciated works like The Cloud Atlas and Random Family (a look inside a family’s life in a Bronx ghetto) actually made the list.

Here’s the top 50 with the ones I’ve read boldfaced and comments on them and a few others:

1. The Road, Cormac McCarthy (2006) McCarthy makes post-apocalyptic lit (a/k/a SciFi) mainstream and popular. While quite good, I think it’s a bit early to deem it the best book of the last 25 years.

2. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, J.K. Rowling (2000) This is the last of the Harry Potter series I read. I still am somewhat offended it won the Hugo Award for Best Novel.

3. Beloved, Toni Morrison (1987)

4. The Liars’ Club, Mary Karr (1995)

5. American Pastoral, Philip Roth (1997)

6. Mystic River, Dennis Lehane (2001) Saw and loved the film.

7. Maus, Art Spiegelman (1986/1991) The work probably most responsible for the increased popularity and acceptance of adult graphic novels.

8. Selected Stories, Alice Munro (1996)

9. Cold Mountain, Charles Frazier (1997)

10. The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, Haruki Murakami (1997)

11. Into Thin Air, Jon Krakauer (1997) As usual, Krakauer tells a true story in excellent fashion. But to call this the 11th best book of the last 25 years is unjustified.

12. Blindness, José Saramago (1998) Almost prototypical Saramago (and now being made into a film).

13. Watchmen, Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons (1986-87)

14. Black Water, Joyce Carol Oates (1992)

15. A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius, Dave Eggers (2000) Although I know some people loved it, I found it overhyped.

16. The Handmaid’s Tale, Margaret Atwood (1986) This is a highly deserving entry that remains timely and relevant today even if it is — dare I say it — SciFi.

17. Love in the Time of Cholera, Gabriel García Márquez (1988) Started it once and didn’t make it very far.

18. Rabbit at Rest, John Updike (1990)

19. On Beauty, Zadie Smith (2005)

20. Bridget Jones’s Diary, Helen Fielding (1998)

21. On Writing, Stephen King (2000) Come on now.

22. The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao, Junot Díaz (2007) Interesting and somewhat innovative but I didn’t find it quite as praiseworthy as others, such as the Pulitzer Prize committee.

23. The Ghost Road, Pat Barker (1996)

24. Lonesome Dove, Larry McMurtry (1985)

25. The Joy Luck Club, Amy Tan (1989)

26. Neuromancer, William Gibson (1984) Maybe the fact this is an Entertainment Weekly list is why a number of SciFi works are on it. Given this book’s impact on cyberpunk, this belongs on the list although perhaps not this high.

27. Possession, A.S. Byatt (1990)

28. Naked, David Sedaris (1997)

29. Bel Canto, Anne Patchett (2001)

30. Case Histories, Kate Atkinson (2004)

31. The Things They Carried, Tim O’Brien (1990) What can I say? It’s one of my Desert Island Books.

32. Parting the Waters, Taylor Branch (1988)

33. The Year of Magical Thinking, Joan Didion (2005) This insightful exploration of grief was one of the best books of 2005.

34. The Lovely Bones, Alice Sebold (2002)

35. The Line of Beauty, Alan Hollinghurst (2004)

36. Angela’s Ashes, Frank McCourt (1996) Another one of those books that made me wonder what the fuss was about.

37. Persepolis, Marjane Satrapi (2003) A recent reflection of the impact of Maus on American literature.

38. Birds of America, Lorrie Moore (1998)

39. Interpreter of Maladies, Jhumpa Lahiri (2000)

40. His Dark Materials, Philip Pullman (1995-2000)

41. The House on Mango Street, Sandra Cisneros (1984)

42. LaBrava, Elmore Leonard (1983)

43. Borrowed Time, Paul Monette (1988)

44. Praying for Sheetrock, Melissa Fay Greene (1991)

45. Eva Luna, Isabel Allende (1988)

46. Sandman, Neil Gaiman (1988-1996) If you had any doubt about the growth of graphic novels, this is the third in the top 50.

47. World’s Fair, E.L. Doctorow (1985)

48. The Poisonwood Bible, Barbara Kingsolver (1998)

49. Clockers, Richard Price (1992)

50. The Corrections, Jonathan Franzen (2001) I hate to admit I was dissuaded from this book by the heavy (and seemingly somewhat artificial) pre-publication buzz and its length.

So, 13 out of 50 (and 12 out of the next 50). Not sure if that says I’m also an illiterati when it comes to “new classics” or just not too into pop culture.


You forget what you want to remember, and you remember what you want to forget.

The Road, Cormac McCarthy

Open Letter becomes my foreign travel agent

Just because I this week listed a number of new books in which I was interested and said I was going to add “classics” to my book diet doesn’t mean I shouldn’t make sure I have a reliable supply of other books. Thus, to ensure a steady source for my foreign literature appetite, I also placed my subscription for the translations coming from Open Letter Books.

For those who may not recall my previous mention of it here, Open Letter Books is based at the University of Rochester and plans to publish 12 books a year of translated literature. I was considering asking for review copies but the old adage of putting your money where your mouth is kept coming to mind. The only way to see literary translations grow or perhaps even maintain pace in the U.S. marketplace is by supporting it. As a result, I opted for the one year subscription, which will get me the first 12 books over the next 12 months.

The books include novels and collections of an author’s essays or short stories and writers from, among other places, Croatia, Brazil, Iceland and Lithuania. Some of the writers have not had their short stories or novels published in English before. I figure with all three kids in college next year, foreign lit is probably my only route for foreign travel for a while.


I divide all literary works into two categories: Those I like and those I don’t like. No other criterion exists for me.

Anton Chekhov

Five I really should read some day

Prompted by a post at the WaPo book blog, I started wondering what would be on my list of five books I really should read. At first, I thought the original post was a little strong in saying not having read the books was embarrassing. Now I’m not so sure.

Here’s the five I decided upon:

The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald
To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee
Anything by Ernest Hemingway
Crime and Punishment, Fyodor Dostoevsky
Anna Karenina, Leo Tolstoy

Granted, the last two may be influenced by my Russian reading binge over the last year. But there’s no question I ought to be embarrassed at never having read the others on the list. All my kids have read Gatsby, some twice. How can someone who has practiced law for 20+ years never have read Harper Lee’s classic? And given my years as a reporter and love of simple, concise writing, it is disgraceful I’ve not read one or more Hemingway works.

So I’m thinking maybe I should start reading at least one “classic” a month as a process of literary redemption.


All my life I’ve looked at words as though I were seeing them for the first time.

Ernest Hemingway, Selected Letters 1917-1961

September’s bibliolust

Prompted by similar posts I’ve seen at other blogs, this is the inaugural edition of what I hope to be a regular monthly series (or perhaps more frequent). It is basically a list and brief description of recently released and forthcoming books that have attracted my attention. So, here’s a summary of the books I’m lusting after as September begins:

Child 44, Tom Rob Smith — Although I’m generally not a big fan of thrillers, this combines two of my recent interests. It’s on the Man Booker longlist and set in Stalinist Russia.

Home, Marilynne Robinson — This one is kind of a no-brainer given how much I loved Gilead, to which it is billed as a companion story. It comes out tomorrow and although I’m number 1 on the “hold” list at the library, I may have to stop at the bookstore on the way home.

The Thing About Life Is That One Day You’ll Be Dead, David Shields — Now how can I resist a personal view of aging written by a guy my age?

The World in Six Songs: How the Musical Brain Created Human Nature, Daniel Levitin — This is another situation where a prior book leads me to the author’s new book. I enjoyed Levitin’s This is Your Brain on Music enough that I’m looking forward to his further explorations of our relationship with music.

To Siberia, Per Petterson — Having loved Out Stealing Horses and enjoyed In the Wake, I look forward to Petterson’s 1996 novel finally hitting the U.S. at the end of the month.

White Guard, Mikhail Bulgakov — I recently heard an interview with translator Marian Schwarz, leading me to want to pick up this new translation of a novel about the effects of the Russian Revolution on a middle class family in the Ukraine. It also fits my fixations with foreign literature and Russia.


You lack lust, you’re so lackluster.

“Possession,” Elvis Costello, Girls Girls Girls