Too Long

It has truly been far too long since my last post! And, as I am sure you can imagine, I have been reading (and listening) in the interim.

On my drives to and from Massachusetts, I have listened to several (have not been counting) audio books. The ones that come to mind are "The Collectors" and "The Camel Club" by David Baldacci, a couple by Robert Parker, and a couple by James Patterson. Baldacci is my favorite, by far. He writes about interesting topics, and I love the setting. Besides that, he has some "serial" characters (the Camel Club lead by the old-but-intrepid Oliver Stone and Michelle Maxwell/Sean King). One of the things that is most troubling about good literature, to me, is that when the book is finished, so are the people we meet on the pages. It might be sappy, but when I finish a Billie Letts book, for example, I feel like I am losing friends. To have a series featuring the same dynamic and complex characters solving a continuing mystery is a treat. I think that is one of the reasons why science fiction and fantasy books are reaching a new height of popularity; people want their stories to continue. How many of use are STILL wishing for and eighth Harry Potter or a fifth Twilight? My guess: too many of us to count!

As far as novels I have picked up to read, I finished "Beach House" by Jane Green a couple weeks ago. I love Jane Green's earlier works, which feature twenty- and thirty-somethings who are struggling to balance their personal and professional lives. In a way, her characters used to represent the same or similar existential struggles, and I could relate to their tales. "Beach House", however, features more mature characters, and I think it represents a shift in Jane Green's inspiration. The central character in "Beach House" is an older woman, in her sixties, who owns a large home on Nantucket. The house is in disrepair, and she just discovers that her late husband had swindled all of their money, and she has run out. Rather than sell the home, she decides to rent out rooms. Meanwhile, Green introduces three other families, disparate (at first), but struggling with demons of their own. One family has divorced parents and a very unruly teenage daughter. Another has a husband who has just come out of the closet and whose marriage, his wife is chagrined to learn, was a total sham. As I am sure you can deduce, these people are brought together by circumstances and a collective need for simplicity and distance. Ironically, as they run from their previous lives, they find each other and start rebuilding.

Normally, I would say that when I read, I see the passages as a movie in my head. In this case, I see this entire book as a movie. The screenplay would be simple, the characters warm and familiar. The setting-- oh, my. The setting would make all movie-goers wistful. It would easily feature an ensemble cast of understated actors and draw in crowds of key demographics: house wives, gay men, and elderly women. Okay. Maybe those aren't key demographics-- but they're nothing to sneeze at!

I have started reading "Naked" by David Sedaris. He is a funny man. In addition, I am scouring "The Book Thief" to prepare for the third quarter novel unit. My mom brought home "Kingdom Keepers II", a piece of juvenile literature in which kids (whose holograms serve as tour guides at Disney World) are able to infiltrate the Magic Kingdom at night in order to protect it from the characters who come to life each night. Yeah, I know it sounds pretty juvenile, but it fulfills a need in my life to be in Disney World overnight. God, how I would love that.

Anyway, that concludes my current recap of the last two months of my reading life. I will update with more regularity, I promise. Though, at this point, I'm not sure anyone is reading this. Ah, well. Writing for writing's sake retains purpose and benefit.

Happy reading!