other people’s words

On Tuesday, September 21, 2010, 4:32 pm, in books, by Lori

why didn’t I like Let the Great World Spin? Everyone else did!

After a day spent reading and editing other people’s words, I feel a bulging need to use some of my own. It’s funny; editing these manuscripts has definitely made me a better writer, no doubt about it. It’s also made me an easier writer, by which I mean it’s even easier for me to write. And it’s always been pretty easy for me to write! I guess what I mean is that it’s made me better at telling a story on paper.

So after a day spent editing other people’s words, I wanted to use some of my own words to discuss another form of other people’s words – a book I just finished. Maybe I was the last person in the world to read Let the Great World Spin, by Colum McCann. It won the National Book Award last year. Marnie read it just before I did and said something like “it’s easy to tell that he teaches creative writing,” and I instantly knew what she meant….and she was dead right. Of course anyone can be a critic; put my money where my mouth is and actually write a freaking book, then see what I have to say! But still, I have complaints. (No complaints about the title, though, which is pretty magnificent.)

As you probably know, the central organizing event of the book is Philippe Petit’s beautiful tightrope walk between the World Trade Center Twin Towers, back in 1974. Now that is a singular thing, an awe-inspiring event (in the true meaning of the word awe), something that feels profound and transformative, though it’s hard to say why. (You should definitely watch the movie about it, called Man on Wire; here it is on imdb, and if you’re a Netflix subscriber, here it is). I cannot begin to say why, but Petit’s walk makes me cry, and fills me with some feeling I do not have a word for.

Anyway. So that walk is the center of the book, which really comprises short stories of a number of people’s lives (and deaths) on that day. True to current-day creative writerly technique, each story has its own voice, and the stories – surprise! – connect in ‘unexpected’ ways. Except that after the first surprise, you’re set up to expect all the others.

Some voices and stories work better than others, and I was surprised by the ones that worked best – especially the story of Tillie, a prostitute with a daughter named Jazzlyn (also a prostitute whose story is told). That chapter, Tillie’s chapter, was really amazing, in every way. Worth the book. But I found many of the voices tedious, overworked, overly “creatively written” if you know what I mean.

The most surprising part to me is that I just wasn’t affected by it, but I know people who were profoundly moved. One woman I know – Karen – said that the traumas were so great, she wanted to warn me. I know from trauma, so maybe it’s just that my bar is set unnaturally high. I know it is, but still. I didn’t find anything very moving or traumatic (other than Tillie’s story).

Of course you’ll read the book if you want to; it’s not time wasted, at least, and maybe you’ve already read it. But if I had it to do over again, I’d just watch Man on Wire once more….I guess it’d be the 5th time for me?….and find something else to read.

Oh! And did you see that someone made a movie of Never Let Me Go (which I reviewed here)? The main character, Ruth, is played by Keira Knightley. I can’t stand her acting, which mainly seems to involve pinching her face in one of a few ways. So that was disappointing. The NYTimes review was mixed, and honestly, one of the best parts of the story is figuring it out and I already know what it’s about. Still, I thought I’d mention it in case you hadn’t heard.

Back to editing for a little while, and then……..KNITTING! (said in the style of Jon Lovitz as the master thespian….acting!). :)

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review: Never Let Me Go

On Sunday, August 8, 2010, 11:38 am, in books, recommendations, by Lori

If you haven’t read Never Let Me Go, here’s why you should: read more.

This was our book club selection last month; unfortunately, I didn’t finish it before our book club met, but fortunately, that never matters, because unfortunately we barely talk about the book. I love the group of women in our little ‘club,’ they’re very smart, and very opinionated. Manhattanites, in other words. :) Many of them work in publishing – an accident of convenience you know. Last time we all traveled out to QUEENS…another borough, for heaven’s sake, which was too much for some members of our group. One woman seems to think Brooklyn and Queens are the same place.

Anyway. Silliness. I absolutely loved this book, Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro. I somehow missed knowing anything about it when it was first published back in 2005. I missed the hubbub when it was nominated for the Booker prize. What was I doing then? But that’s the great thing about books, isn’t it; they’re always there, once they exist. So five years later, I can find it and fall into its spell the same as if I’d read it back in 2005.

The book unfolds such a little bit at a time. There are clues, cues, sinister little snippets, you know something is very wrong but you don’t quite know what. You begin to get a creepy idea about what’s going on, and it all comes together pretty slowly. The writing isn’t particularly lyrical, but that’s not the point anyway. The main character, Kath, tells the story and in the way people really do tell stories, she’ll start, then double back, then say “but I need to tell you this first.” It works.

As I was reading, I kept thinking of Blade Runner – I’m surprised no one mentioned in during the 2.5 minutes we discussed the book. I don’t want to give away the plot, if you haven’t read it (I heartily recommend the book!), but one of the big questions of the book is what constitutes a life? What constitutes a meaningful life? A valuable life – and what does “valuable” mean, anyway? I thought a lot about free will.

I think this book is meant to be a horror, a signpost pointing toward a dreadful future, signaling “watch out! you’d better think about what you’re doing or you’ll end up here!” It made me think of The Handmaid’s Tale, in that way. For some reason, it didn’t have that effect on me. I guess I’ve lived long enough to know that things work like this; that we get so dazzled by what we can do, that those who come up with new technologies just dazzle us with all the good stuff and never mention the darker possibilities of it, and we all tag along with dazzle in our eyes. So I wasn’t as horrified by the future shock of it as perhaps I was intended to be. Instead, it made me think about what life is for US, for me, now. It made me think about our human illusions, the little ideas we have without realizing we have them, unquestioned, unexplored.

Now when a book does that, that’s pretty great. And while reading, I finished 1.25 sleeves of my Peasy sweater…..BONUS!

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sleeves, and hats, and flowers…because

On Wednesday, August 4, 2010, 4:11 pm, in books, knitting, recommendations, sweaters, video, by Lori

flowers. knitting. music. books. what else is there?

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The other day, I got this armload of flowers; he’d been near the flower district, so he just thought to bring home flowers. Sweet, so sweet – no reason, other than that he thought of it, and he knows I love flowers.

stargazer lilies

stargazer lilies, our favorite

yellow flowers

pretty yellow, especially nice in a squat arrangement!

So that’s one thing. Another is a bit of knitting content! I’m making some good headway on the first Peasy sleeve, which is thrilling now that I don’t have to watch my needles, because I’ve gotten quite far in Never Let Me Go, by Ishiguro – highly recommended, and review to come when I finish. Reading + knitting = happy, happy me.

peasy sweater rowan felted tweed

it's really getting to be a sleeve!

peasy sweater rowan felted tweed

all those stitches!

And since I’ve been in the subway a few times this week, some work on my little Sockhead hat, using the yarn Anna gave me for Mother’s Day (Schachenmayr nomotta Regia Galaxy, the Jupiter colorway):

starry night hat

my starry night hat, with yarn from Anna

And finally – a musical gift to you, courtesy of my daughter Katie. Katie has always loved The Beatles, with a kind of fanaticism. So adorable, little junior high Katie wearing one Beatles t-shirt after another, challenging you to name any obscure Beatles song, and she could tell you what track on what side of what album it was first published. She posted this video on her blog recently, and since my laptop has crappy speakers, I didn’t listen to it until this afternoon, when I had headphones plugged in. OH….you think you’ve heard every cover of every Beatles song, you think you’re bored of it, you think it’s not possible to do one of their songs with a unique voice while still being the song, and you’re absolutely 100% wrong. Listen to this – Because, sung by Melody Gardot. Be prepared to get chills.

See? I told you. Thank you Katie. In the immortal words of The Continental, wowie wow wow wow.

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