What I liked about 2010

30 December, 2010

I’m all summaried and wrap-up’d out for this year and wasn’t going to do a best of post, but then I thought, hey, it’s a good way to say good bye to 2010. Plus, looking back at the books I’ve read, I’d actually forgotten I’d read some of them. Oops. Brain drain. I read 62 books this year which is a little more than I thought I would as I was calculating a book a week. But this year I have to say that I loved most of the books I read. Maybe I’m getting better at choosing (or maybe I’m narrowing my choices too much…)

So here’s my list of the 10 books that had the strongest impact on me this year (in no particular order):

The Poisonwood Bible by Barbara Kingsolver
The Elegance of the Hedgehog by Muriel Barbary
Beside the Sea by Veronique Olmi
The City & the City by China Miéville
The Darkness that Comes Before by R. Scott Bakker
Heart-Shaped Box by Joe Hill
The Samurai by Shusaku Endo
The Road from Elephant Pass by Nihal de Silva
The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie by Alan Bradley
To Live and To Write: Selections by Japanese Women Writers 1913-1938 edited by Yukiko Tanaka
Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides

Hokay, those of you who are eagle-eyed will have noticed that I have listed 11 books and not 10. Heh:) It’s just too hard!

My most frustrating read was Italo Calvino’s If On A Winter’s Night A Traveller and the most surprising which re-awakened my interest in the gothic (of the Anne Rice variety) is Angelology by Daniella Trussardi. And of course I read 3 Terry Pratchett novels which were brilliant as usual.

I also want to mention Charlaine Harris’ the Southern Vampire series (True Blood for the telly addicts) which I’ve been devouring since I bought the set of ten books for a tenner from The Book People. I haven’t reviewed them except for the first one as I’ve been reading them at a pace of a book a day and thought I’d write a post when I’m done. You could call it a mild obsessive phase I’m going through.

I’m slowly getting through the books I’ve been trying to finish up all year. Yay! Especially this one. I started The Steel Remains by Richard Morgan in 2009. I downloaded it onto my Sony e-reader and took it on holiday. But although I found using the e-reader easy and inoffensive, somehow I just gravitated towards proper books and soon forgot to continue reading it. I think I must have started from the beginning a couple of times but I just couldn’t continue it. Not because it was boring. I’m not really sure why.

It was only this week when I’d finished A Very Great Profession by Nicola Beauman and hadn’t taken a spare book to work that I realised I could access my e-books from my office computer. Score! So I started reading it from the Reader Library on my computer and can I just say how easy it was to read on screen. Of course, Morgan’s story made it easy because it is brilliant. And I ran eagerly home to charge my e-reader again to continue reading.

The Steel Remains is one title that kept cropping up all over the sff blogosphere in 2009 with some incredible reviews. So I was dying to see what the fuss was all about. I’d hit an sff drought some years ago as my favourite authors were completing their series until I’d discovered Scott Lynch, then Steven Erikson, George R.R. Martin and R. Scott Bakker in the last few years so I was on the lookout for some new names to get my teeth into. The Steel Remains by Richard Morgan fit the bill nicely.

It is ten years since the scaled folk were repelled by the human-Kiriath alliance and peace, with its inherent conflicting politics, has settled on the land. The Kiriath, a black-hued race with an advanced knowledge of machines far outstripping the humans have also left leaving behind the half-human Lady Archeth at the court of the Yhelteth Emperor. Elsewhere, her fighting comrades from the lizard wars, the aristrocratic Ringil Eskiath disowned by his family for his homosexuality and Egar Dragonbane a Majak steppe lord no longer happy at the traditional ways of his people, are also feeling discontent. When Ringil’s mother calls upon him to find her cousin who was sold into slavery to pay her late husband’s debt, she sets in motion a series of events that will expose the fragility of their society. And targeting this fragility are the dwenda, the magical alien folk that vanished centuries ago and who are itching to get back into power.

Although Morgan’s book isn’t as complex in its storytelling as Erikson or Bakker’s, it’s fast-paced with a lot of action without overloading you with too much history and back story, although the reader is made aware that there is a lot more going on behind the scenes. Which I rather liked. But it also made me wish the book was longer and that Morgan had shared a little more with the reader. But, saying that, there is a sequel and I really cannot wait to read it.

I really liked the characters and wanted to get to know them a little better. In some ways it’s an easier read than either Bakker’s or Erikson’s books because the evil characters were not overwhelmingly evil (which can make uncomfortable reading) except perhaps for the dwenda who remain mysterious. But Morgan’s prose is easy to read and he knows how to suck you into the story.

The sequel, The Cold Commands will be out at the end of next year.

A Very Great Profession was conceived ten years ago when I first saw the film of Brief Encounter on television. In it the heroine, Laura Jesson, goes into the local town every week to do a bit of shopping, have a cafe lunch, go to the cinema and change her library book. This is the highlight of her week. It was the glimpse of her newly borrowed Kate O’Brien in her shopping basket that made me want to find out about the other novels the doctor’s wife had been reading during her life as ‘a respectable married woman with a husband and a home and three children.’

Hooray! I’ve been meaning to finish this book for months since I first began it for the Persephone Reading Week way back in May 2010. Oops. It wasn’t that it was hard or slow to read, just that I got side-tracked by other novels. Because, you see, A Very Great Profession is a non-fiction, literary and social history of the woman’s novel from the interwar years. It all makes sense when you recall Nicola Beauman is the founder of Persephone Books and I’m reading the Persephone edition of her book. But it just shows how out of touch I am with reading non-fiction since I hung up my academic hat.

I do have to say that when I got back to reading A Very Great Profession I went right back to the beginning and started it anew. Beauman’s study is very candid, full of dangerous information for the serious bibliophile interested in women’s fiction or the interwar period and is immensely enjoyable to read. The book is divided thematically covering war, surplus women, feminism, domesticity, sex, psychoanalysis, romance and love with liberal sprinklings of quotations taken from novels written by women during this period. Beauman also discusses the growing freedom of women and their realisation that they can do things for themselves.

At once a feminist text and a social history of the woman’s novel in the interwar years, it is also a book about the middle class woman. Beauman doesn’t apologise for this and why should she? Most or all of the novels published by women during this period were written by and for middle class women. If you are chronicling them, then it must by so.

If you have read any Persephone or Virago books, you will be familiar with the themes Beauman addresses. What probably strikes one the hardest is that if you take away modern conveniences and the rise in female employment, education and marriage laws, many of the themes questioned by the women in these novels remain the same today.

Often described derogatorily as domestic or interior, the literary world did not take these novels seriously, something Virginia Woolf was also complaining about in A Room of One’s Own. Unless it was about war, sport, the aristocracy or politics, male literary figures were not interested. Perhaps that is exaggerating the point but I don’t think it’s something you can dismiss. And you all know what I think about the term ‘women’s fiction’. I do understand that they it’s a genre (and I’m becoming lazy and use it myself which makes me uncomfortable) but then why don’t we use the term ‘men’s fiction’ when talking about books written by men with male characters? Grrr.

Some of the themes she discusses include employment, single life vs marriage (spinsterhood vs imprisoned wife), domesticity as a yoke where increasing modern conveniences, employment and education meant women were saddled with more and needed to juggle all aspects of their lives (a dilemma also faced by many women today) and the ‘hidden life’ of many housewives, a very good profession that remained unacknowledged and unpaid.

I enjoyed this book tremendously. It’s articulate, informative and makes you want to go out and get these books Beauman talks so enthusiastically about. Often the novels depict a tragic/oppressive situation and is often pretty dark. I hardly think they qualify as ‘silly novels written by women’. To the women who wrote and read these novels, the issues addressed are often serious and tragic for the female characters. As Beauman says, it’s the ‘drama of the undramatic’.

My favourite bit of the book is Beauman’s afterword written in 1995, 12 years after it was first published, where she describes the circumstances that led to her writing this book and the changes that were made to its first incarnation including the history and influences that affected her. What an inspiring woman and it’s making me look at my Persephone books with new eyes. Highly recommended and it’s a keeper.

Well, this year has FLOWN by amidst the gazillion challenges in which I participated. I don’t know why I was complaining as I’d made lists of all the books I was planning to read anyway, but I guess I’m just not used to planning my reading and sticking to the plan. So let’s see how I did, shall we?

Thriller and Suspense 2010 Challenge: 19/12 – finished
Terry Pratchett 2010 Challenge: 4/4-5 – finished
South Asia Authors Challenge: 6/5 – finished
Women Unbound Challenge: 5/5 – finished
Once Upon A Time IV Challenge: 4/1 – finished
1930s Reading Challenge: 1/1 – finished
R.I.P. V Challenge: 7/4 – finished
Paris in July Challenge: 1/1 – finished
Flashback Reading Challenge: 1/3 – FAIL
TBR 2010 Challenge: 9/12 – FAIL but will be ongoing
Japanese Literature Challenge 4: 2/1 – ongoing

OK, so what I learnt this year is that I’m no good at re-reading except on holidays home where I’m surrounded by books I’ve already read. I had every intention of re-reading Donna Tartt’s The Secret History and have my original copy on my shelf and Joe Abercrombie’s The Blade Itself (which I had promised Aarti that I would try again), but alas, my head was turned by too many other enticing and new titles. I am so weak. I didn’t even re-read one Terry Pratchett book either!

So next year, I’ll probably cut back on some of the challenges so that I can have a less-structured, whim-based reading experience. Of course, there will be some challenges that I will be participating in anyway as there will be certain types of books from which I cannot keep away: mysteries, Japanese, South Asian and feminist. But I have already seen a number of challenges sprouting all over the book blogosphere and am severely tempted… What to do?

I am also planning to read Tolstoy’s War and Peace and embark on a Yukio Mishima reading explorathon. So I think that’s going to keep me pretty busy. And of course tackle the ever-growing volcanic Mt. TBR. Hmm, did I mention I wanted to read more on a whim?

Slightly Peckish Tuesday

21 December, 2010

is here again, and what a day! No internet access all day at work. Horrible, horrible. But now I’m ensconced in my virtual world and feel a little bit more normal. So check out this week’s Umamimart: Slightly Peckish with a festive theme. Go on, you know you want to:)

And on a bookish note, have you read this article by Haruki Murakami in The New York Times? We are all waiting to see the film adaptation of Norwegian Wood which is now out in Japan. Check out what The Guardian has to say. Cannot wait!

Heart-Shaped Box by Joe Hill

19 December, 2010

Wow, I didn’t expect this book to be scary. Silly me, considering Joe Hill is horror-meister Stephen King’s son. I’d been curious of Heart-Shaped Box since its publication in 2007 and especially given Hill’s lineage. I’ve probably only read a handful of Stephen King’s novels and watched some of the films based on his books (I’m probably the last person on earth who hasn’t seen Kubrik’s The Shining.) But what I’ve read I’ve liked. It’s just that I don’t read much horror.

In Heart-Shaped Box, Hill introduces us to Judas Cowyn, the sole surviving member of his rock group. He’s rich, he’s worshiped by a legion of fans and he’s got an endless supply of young girlfriends. He’s also been running away from his unhappy childhood for the past forty years. One day he buys a ghost on the internet to add to his collection of grisly and spooky objects. What arrives is a dead man’s suit, together with his ghost, in a heart-shaped box. A malevolent and revenge-driven ghost that will haunt and terrify Jude and everyone around him.

Such a simple story yet Hill turns it into a relentless, fast-paced and frightening thriller, all the while managing to create fully-formed characters.

I’m normally not tickled by having a grizzled rocker with an extremely young ex-stripper as a girlfriend for the protagonist. All this macho bullshit normally turns me off and I tend to steer clear of them. But Hill does the unthinkable and actually created a protagonist who I liked. A lot. He may be grizzled and trying to reclaim his youth by rotating ever younger girlfriends, but there is something touching and real about him. Jude knows who he is and he’s tired of pretending to be someone else. The character of his girlfriend Georgia also grew on me as I read. What I thought was just a damaged, ex-stripper, turned out to be a strong, resilient and lovely woman. And you really start to care about what will happen to them. That’s a sign of a good writer.

And in Craddock, Hill has created a truly frightening spirit. One that is evil through and through with no redeeming features even after death. I guarantee he will scare the living bejesus out of you. I kept reading this at night before going to sleep and could only read about 10 pages at a time because, well, it was dark and I was going to switch off the light and sleep. Not a good time to read this book unless you want to be scared.

For a first novel, Heart-Shaped Box has a very clear and assured voice. It surprised me, somewhat. It’s as though Hill didn’t need to be cocky or try too hard, because he really does have talent.

I’m looking forward to reading his next novel, Horns. I’ll just have to check first whether it’s scary;P

As soon as I clapped eyes on the Thriller and Suspense 2010 Challenge hosted by Book Chick City, I knew I had to join in! Mysteries are my favourite genre and I knew I couldn’t possibly fail in this:) I needed to read 12 titles this year but boy was I surprised at how many I actually read! And I was lucky enough to win the prize for July. Double yay!

So let’s see what I got through:

Silent on the Moor by Deanna Raybourn
The Road from Elephant Pass by Nihal de Silva
Bryant and May on the Loose by Christopher Fowler
Black Butterfly by Mark Gatiss
The Book of Love by Kathleen McGowan
The Likeness by Tana French
The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie by Alan Bradley
The Einstein Girl by Philip Sington
A River in the Sky by Elizabeth Peters
The Girl Who Played With Fire by Stieg Larsson
The Châtelet Apprentice by Jean-François Parot
Never the Bride by Paul Magrs
Angel With Two Faces by Nicola Upson
The Killer of Pilgrims by Susanna Gregory
Cemetery Dance by Douglas Preston & Lincoln Child
The Weed that Strings the Hangman’s Bag by Alan Bradley
The Girl Who Kicked The Hornets’ Nest by Stieg Larsson
Seeking Whom He May Devour by Fred Vargas
The Meaning of Night by Michael Cox

That’s right, that’s 19 titles! Pretty good going, if I say so myself:)

So, what were your favourite mysteries this year? Spill!

Persephone Secret Santa

15 December, 2010

This is my first year participating in the Persephone Secret Santa (or any bookish secret santa) so I was mega excited when not one but TWO packages popped through the post from Persephone Books! And what was inside?

Lovely Claire from Paperback Reader thoughtfully chose Minnie’s Room by Mollie Panter-Downes because I had previously read Good Evening, Mrs. Craven: The Wartime Stories of Mollie Panter-Downes and loved it. And she also sent me To Bed With Grand Music by Marghanita Laski which, unknowingly, is also one of the titles I was greatly interested in when it was published last year. Thank you Claire, you’re a mind reader:)

I’m just waiting anxiously to see whether my Santee on the other side of the pond will get her present in time for Christmas. The post isn’t as reliable as one would like it to be especially with the weird weather, but I’m keeping my fingers crossed.

I’m such a huge fan of Jasper Fforde‘s Thursday Next series so I wasn’t sure about his newest venture, Shades of Grey. Naturally, I had nothing to be worried about. His Nursery Crimes series is superb and his Shades of Grey series is as well, albeit with a little more brain-work involved.

I have to hand it to Fforde that he is probably one of the most creative writers I have come across. Everything he touches is completely new, the concept, the world he creates, like gold dust.

I have to admit that it took me awhile to get into Shades of Grey. The world he’s created is so different and complex and you’re not entirely sure whether it’s a parallel world or something that will reveal itself to be something totally different from what you were thinking. Of course the mystery deepens as you get more used to Fforde’s chromatic world.

In Shades of Grey, Fforde has created a world set in a future that has experienced some kind of epiphany/apocalypse where the rules of society have been completely recalibrated by a figure named Munsell to follow the rules of colour and optics. People are divided into different shades of colour inherited through their genealogical lines. This is determined by how much of one colour they are capable of picking out, purple marking the highest going down to grey (or no colour. This is really clever as you mix all colours they tend to mix into a dirty grey.) Thus Purples and its shades occupy the highest class in the tightly controlled society and Greys the most menial. Yellows are in charge of controlling the society followed by Blues and Reds. Marriages are strictly controlled depending on the mixing of colours and any opposing colours are not qualified to marry (eg. Yellow and Purple). All the characters have surnames relating to which colour they belong to and our protagonist, Eddie Russet belongs to the family of Reds. Readers familiar with Fforde’s fiction will be tickled to see him work out the details and having fun with all the rules of colour familiar to artists. Interesting, no?

Eddie Russet is on a mission of repentance for causing a ruckus and together with his father is on a journey to make good. They stumble upon an injured Purple man and Eddie’s father, a Swatchman (colour corrector/medic) is on hand to help. They discover that the Purple man is in fact a Grey, an offence that will certainly get the man rebooted/exiled. However the man dies and the Russets are sent to East Carmine, a boarder town where normal city rules don’t seem to apply. Eddie is only a few days away from his Ishihara test (which will set his colour observation ability and signify his introduction to adult society) and pining for his love Constance Garnett, from a higher-hued family, whom he hopes to marry. In East Carmine, Eddie meets a variety of eccentric characters, especially their maid Jane, a Grey with a retroussé nose and a tendency to violence, Tommo Cinnabar, a young man always looking for a deal and Courtland Gamboge, cruel and power hungry son of the Yellow Prefect. And let’s not forget the Apocryphal man who doesn’t fit anywhere on the chromatic scale and is therefore an aberration and does not exist, and thus he walks around naked. Hysterical.

Eddie quickly gets embroiled in the politics of the small and claustrophobic town, making an enemy of Courtland, falling in love with Jane and trying to solve the mystery of the Grey who faked Purple. As he refuses to tow the expected line, Eddie begins to question the rules of his chromatic society, slowly seeing the cracks within his carefully constructed world, he finds himself slowly treading into dangerous territory. Will he find out exactly what’s going on in East Carmine? And will he get his girl before he meets a violent end?

As you can probably tell, this is a hard book to summarise. But I really enjoyed it. It’s not the easiest to get into but you will be rewarded if you persist. And it’s the first in a series. Shades of Grey has been longlisted for the 2011 Warwick Prize for Writing, and I can see why. I’m not sure whether this is a good introduction to Fforde’s fiction if you’ve never read any of his books before. I would probably start with the Thursday Next series or the Nursery Crimes series before attempting this one. It’s just so your mind wouldn’t be too boggled and you’d get a taste of why Ffrorde is so brilliant.

Women Unbound wrap-up!

11 December, 2010

Women Unbound

The Women Unbound challenge was a thought-provoking challenge which gave an extra dimension to my reading this year. Plus I got to search for and pick up some interesting books:)

I read the following books:

Graceling by Kristin Cashore
The Makioka Sisters by Junichiro Tanizaki
The Women’s Century by Mary Turner
Of Bees and Mist by Erick Setiawan
To Live and To Write: Selections by Japanese Women Writers 1913-1938 edited by Yukiko Tanaka
A Room of One’s Own by Virginia Woolf

Hmm. I’m not entirely happy about my selection here as I had rather grand plans for this challenge. Although I’ve read 6 books with 2 being non-fiction for the Bluestocking level, I was aiming to read a lot more non-fiction books. I’ve still got a stack of books that I’ve kept aside for Women Unbound and which I am still planning on reading in the coming year.

I enjoyed reading all the books and recommend them if you haven’t tried them already, especially The Makioka Sisters (some other great reviews here and here) and To Live and to Write. Probably the most surprising was A Room of One’s Own which I had expected to be difficult and rather dry but which was surprisingly accessible and showed what a fine writer Woolf is.

Although I ended up participating in one too many challenges this year, I wouldn’t have given up participating in this one as it’s something my friends and I are always questioning and coming up against in our lives. It’s also something I focus on in everything I read, so thank you Aarti, Care and Eva for creating this inspiring challenge!