Hedy reviews “Four Fish”

January 30th, 2012

“Four Fish: The Future of the Last Wild Food” by Paul Greenberg  333.956 GR (also eBook, downloadable audiobook)

In between self-deprecating, humorous personal anecdotes Greenberg portrays a very serious depletion of four types of fish from all the oceans and seas.  They have dominated our modern seafood market and are salmon, tuna, bass, and cod, all of which used to be quite numerous indeed.  So the reader alternates between groans of concern and chuckles of rueful recognition.

First sentence: “In 1978 all the fish I cared about died.”  Greenberg proceeds to write about subsistence fishing, sport fishing, dams, water pollution, the fishing industry (both wild fish and farmed fish), what fish to order at a restaurant and fish-related lore.   As for farmed fish, he uses 19th century intellectual Francis Galton’s rules for domestication: 1) hardy, 2) endowed with an inborn liking for man, 3) comfort-loving, 4) able to breed freely, 5) needful of only a minimal amount of tending.  There are 4 primary meat-producing domesticated mammals (sheep, goats, pigs, cattle); similarly, there are 4 primary meat-producing birds (chickens, turkeys, ducks, geese).   Salmon adapt to a farmed environment, but the others not so easily.  Greenberg suggests not trying to farm bass and going with a fish called “tra” of the genus Pangasius which may already be the most productive food fish on earth if records from Vietnamese growers and government officials are to be believed.  But have you ever seen “tra”  on a restaurant menu?  One ominous factor overrides everything Greenberg writes about: Human Demand.

Greenberg’s descriptions of fish and their watery environment are magnificent.  Fish are beautiful and scary in their power and mystery.  I really got a much greater appreciation for fish from reading this book.

A book that Greenberg referenced several times was “Cod” by Mark Kurlansky 333.95 KU.

Courtney reviews “The Memory of Love”

January 25th, 2012

“The Memory of Love” by Aminatta Forna, available from Rivershare libraries

I don’t remember where or when I first heard of this book, but I remember thinking that I would love it. As it turns out, I was right.

Shortly after the end of hostilities, psychologist Adrian Lockheart travels from his home in London to Sierra Leone to help people suffering from the effects of a long and bloody civil war. There he meets Kai, a young surgeon, and Elias Cole, an elderly patient. As Adrian befriends Kai and acts as a kind of confessor to Elias, he discovers that both men hold secrets they would rather not come to light.

At the outset, the story is a bit hard to follow. The reader is dropped into one of Elias’s recollections in the first chapter, while the second chapter follows Adrian. It took me about four chapters (approximately 30 pages) to get accustomed to the alternating format, and get a feel for who the characters are. After those initial chapters, I was hooked.

I loved Forna’s writing: fluid and descriptive, it makes the story that much more heartbreakingly beautiful. A brief warning, however. This is not a book that can be easily read if the room is full of distractions. So sequester yourself in a quiet room, bring your reading A-game, and enjoy.

“The Memory of Love” will appeal to lovers of literary fiction, those who enjoy stories of modern history or post-colonial African history, and those who enjoy subtle mystery centered on individual characters.

Crystal reviews “Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother”

January 21st, 2012

“Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother” by Amy Chua (306.8743 CH also available as an ebook checkout)

Perhaps you’ve heard the phrase “Tiger Mom” in the past two years when describing a demanding parenting style. If so, it is because of this book. Amy Chua is the the daughter of Chinese Immigrants who dedicated herself to raise her own daughters in the Chinese style of child rearing. As a new parent, I found this memoir both fascinating and challenging. Just how much should we push our children? Agree with her or not, this book makes for wonderful discussion. Amy’s style of writing is personal, honest and all together captivating. The fact that the book is a quick read is sure to be an added bonus for parents of little ones!

Hedy reviews “Outliers: The Story of Success”

January 19th, 2012

“Outliers: The Story of Success” by Malcolm Gladwell  302 Gl (also CDBOOK, ebook, and downloadable audiobook)

Yes, Hedy’s on a reading binge–three reviews in just one week!  The Gladwellian trilogy includes “The Tipping Point” and “Blink”.   “The Outliers” main premise seems to be that there are many geniuses in the world and many people who work very hard, but even if you put both those things together, it takes more than that.  We are born at different times, members of different families, living in different places, given different opportunities.  The combinations are unquantifiable.  Gladwell tells fascinating stories about the Beatles and Bill Gates and why he thinks they were successful, why Korean and Brazilian airlines have had such abysmal crash records, how rice paddies and language make the Chinese skilled at math, why the best hockey players are born in the first half of the year, etc. etc.  I love how Gladwell thinks out of the box!

In chapter five, Gladwell asks:  “If I offered you a choice between being an architect for $75,000 a year and working in a tollbooth every day for the rest of your life for $100,000 a year, which would you take?  I’m guessing the former, because there is complexity, autonomy, and a relationship between effort and reward in doing creative work, and that’s worth more to most of us than money.”  Certainly, it is worth more to me, HOWEVER, at this point in my life it would take longer to train me as an architect than as a tollbooth worker.  I doubt I would be a really good architect, but I think I could be a really good tollbooth worker.  There is a difference in tollbooth workers–some of them are surprisingly happy-acting and welcoming and wear flashy shirts–I’m gratified by them.   I’m of the same opinion as Barbara Ehrenreich: “No job is an unskilled job.”   Those tollbooth workers deserve their $100,000 a year!

“Outliers” was used in two Contemporary Books Discussions recently which went very well and lots of participants wanted to buy the books afterwards.  That’s one sign of a successful book.

Hedy reviews “In the Bleak Midwinter”

January 17th, 2012

“In the Bleak Midwinter” by Julia Spencer-Fleming  MYS SPEN

Spencer-Fleming’s debut mystery won an unprecedented number of awards: Anthony, Macavity, Barry, Dilys, Agatha, and Malice Domestic.  It’s the first in the Clare Fergusson series which takes place in the small town of Miller’s Kill, upstate New York.  Clare is a new  Episcopal priest in a conservative parish.  She herself is not so conservative, however.  Before becoming a priest, she was an Army helicopter pilot in Desert Storm and her fondest dream now is to help unwed teenage mothers have a better life.  When a newborn baby is abandoned on the church steps, she meets Russ Van Alstyne, the town’s police chief.  He’s an agnostic when it comes to God and is cynical about social issues, but he’s also ex-Army having served during the Vietnam War.  Their military experiences serve as a bond for them.  Clare and Russ’s relationship and where it’s going to go is a bigger deal even than the mystery itself for many readers.

The wintry Adirondacks play a major role too. Consider this quotation about Clare trying to evade an attacker: “Sprawled beneath a fir tree, Clare saw the flashlight beam arch crazily into the sky and took off, scrambling hand and foot downslope, away from the sounds of thrashing and swearing.  She made it to her feet and ran a yard, two yards, three, before tripping over something buried in the snow and tumbling.  She kept her momentum going, rolling forward, regaining her footing, dodging ancient oaks and dense, matted stands of fir, steadying herself on deadwood and saplings.  Branches whipped her face.  She changed direction, ran until she fell, pawed the snow from her face and shifted direction again.  A long-thorned bush scratched and caught at her parka.  She plunged through snow up to her thighs, hauled up a slide of scree and branches, her heart pounding and her breath sawing in her ears as loud as jet exhaust.”

Publishers Weekly called “In the Bleak Midwinter” a “cozy-cum-thriller” which is an apt description.  It has just the right amount of humor to lessen the darker aspects of human society.  Many of the members of the Library’s mystery book discussion group said they planned to read more in the series, which is a good sign, since they are all busy, busy readers.

Hedy reviews “The Master”

January 16th, 2012

“The Master” by Colm Toibin  FIC TOIB

In this psychobiography of Henry James in the years 1895-1899 (with many flashbacks), the reader learns about what made a particular author tick.  He had an unusual, richly intellectual,  and often tragic family life.  He had a lot of friends, some erstwhile, some longlived, all eccentric.  He loved living all over Europe, especially Rye, England, but did not become an English citizen until the year before he died.  His powers of observation allowed him to use actual people and real-life incidents in the creation of his fictional characters and plots in such books as “Daisy Miller”, “The Portrait of a Lady”, and “The Turn of the Screw”.  He was an introvert who loved solitude, but at the same time experienced loneliness.  And he was a genius of a writer.

Here’s a sample of Toibin imagining observing as James would have: “They had been to a cafe with large clear windows and a floor sprinkled with bran in a manner that gave it for Henry something of the charm of a circus.  It was empty save for an old gentleman who picked his teeth with great facial contortions and another gentleman who soaked his buttered rolls in his coffee, to Henry’s fascinated pleasure, and then disposed of them in the little interval between his nose and chin.”

It seemed to me that the writing style in this novel mirrored James’s, because Toibin was channeling James so intimately.  I must also admit that James is not among my favorite authors, but I’m always willing to give him another chance, because he has been so influential in English language literature.  He had written a powerful essay called “The Art of Fiction” and was the one who prompted writers to “show not tell”.  I have only read “The Ambassadors” (FIC JAME) and that was  because Patricia Highsmith’s “The Talented Mr. Ripley” (MYS HIGH) was supposed to be a dark reworking of it.  “The Ambassadors” was slow going for me though.    “The Master” was dense too, but easier reading and quite beautiful and brilliant at times.  When “The Master” came out, Publishers Weekly, Booklist, Kirkus, and Library Journal all gave it a starred review.

If any readers of this review could suggest another Henry James novel to read and why, let me know here!

Melita reviews “The Statues That Walked”

December 27th, 2011

The Statues That WalkedThe Statues That Walked : Unraveling the Mystery of Easter Island by Terry Hunt and Carl Lipo

The gigantic, long-faced statues found on Rapanui, or Easter Island, have captured the popular imagination since Europeans first visited the remote Pacific island on Easter Sunday, 1722. Why was such intensive labor invested in carving so many (over 950) huge statues? What purpose did they serve for the Rapanui people? How were they transported such long distances by people who did not have knowledge of the wheel? When European sailors and explorers visited the island, they found a barren island with few resources and only about 3000 relatively impoverished inhabitants. There have been documentary films, fictional movies, and books (including Jared Diamond’s Collapse) which tend to theorize that the people of Rapanui committed a form of ecological suicide.

They believed that the statues pointed to a larger population, and a more sophisticated, hierarchical society with surplus resources and the time to devote to such carving. Beginning with this assumption, they imagined a cruel priestly class forcing people to cut down even the last tree on the island, in order to form pulleys and wooden sleds to drag the statues and erect them on altars. Once the trees were gone, there was less rainfall, degraded soil, mass starvation, and the collapse of a civilization – a cautionary tale for our times.

The authors of this fascinating book take a closer look at the archaeological and geologic record, and challenge the conventional wisdom in very convincing ways. For instance, it is completely plausible that the giant palm forests that certainly covered the island when the Polynesian settlers first arrived were killed off by the rats that accompanied the humans. Rats eat seeds and nuts and multiply very quickly. The slow-growing giant palms took sixty years to reach maturity and produce nuts, thus making it impossible for the forest to recover from a rat infestation.

As another example, Rapanui, like many Pacific islands, was formed by volcanic action. Volcanic soils are usually very rich and productive for agriculture. The soil quality of Rapanui is very poor, especially low in minerals. This may indeed have been effected by deforestation, but new research shows that because the volcanic action was so far in the distant past, the soil was already depleted of minerals when the first humans arrived. Rather than being poor stewards of the land, the Rapanui practiced lithic mulching – breaking rocks to help them release minerals and burying them in the soil. To European eyes, the rocky fields looked unproductive, but these rocks enabled the islanders to grow food and survive in a difficult ecosystem for centuries.

The authors, Hunt and Lipo, have re-examined old data and made new discoveries over many years of research in Polynesia and on Rapanui itself. They explain the “mysteries” of the island in excitingly new and rational ways. One such mystery is how the statues were moved. I won’t tell you here, but the title of this book gives a hint. This fascinating book reminds the reader that the scientific method only works properly if even popular theories are continually challenged and revised.

Hedy reviews “The March”

December 22nd, 2011

“The March” by E.L. Doctorow  FIC DOCT (also LARGE PRINT, CDBOOK)

The Contemporary Books Discussion Groups will be reading at least one  book a year (till 2015) in commemoration of the sesquicentennial of the American Civil War.  “The March” refers to what happened in 1864  when Union General William Tecumseh Sherman burned Atlanta and marched 60,000 troops east through Georgia to the sea and then north into the Carolinas.

This is a novel but, according to reviews, Doctorow did a lot a research to be as accurate as possible with dates, places, and attitudes.  There are many fascinating characters from both North and South, from historical to purely fictional,  from slaves to plantation owners, from committed troops to deserters, from nurses to photographers, from Generals to conscripts, all with their own unique stories.   What a chaotic, complicated, tragic time period this was!

A couple of my favorite characters were the Union doctor from Germany, Wrede Sartorius, and the southern aristocrat, Emily Thompson, who worked for a time as his nurse after her home was destroyed.   Many people at the discussion loved reading about the evolution of Pearl, the young mulatto slave girl.  And some liked Will and Arly, the Southerners condemned to death because one “just wanted to go home” and the other fell asleep while on guard duty.  And then there was the unforgettable Albion Simms who lived with a large stake jammed in his skull.

For those of you who think history is dry and just want a good story (but still want to learn something), this may be a book for you.  Doctorow’s plot is complex but compelling.  Some may be put off at first when they realize that quotations marks are never used to designate dialogue.  But most readers quickly get used to it.  Think of all the ink that was saved!  And if you’re in a book group, contemplating why Doctorow specified no quotation marks is a topic for discussion.

I’ve encountered some readers who want to read only nonfiction about the Civil War.  I like to quote from Wallace Stegner: “In fiction I think we should have no agenda but to tell the truth.”  There is much truth to be learned from both fiction and nonfiction.  These days I definitely like to embrace both and encourage fans of both to periodically try the other.  That’s just part of my job as an information librarian.

We have an annotated Civil War fiction bibliography available and for browsing the Civil War nonfiction, the Dewey Decimal Number is 973.73.

Hedy reviews “The Unexpected Mrs. Pollifax”

December 13th, 2011

“The Unexpected Mrs. Pollifax” by Dorothy Gilman  MYS GILM

This is the first in a series that was published in 1966 with many Cold War references.  From the publisher: “Mrs. Virgil (Emily) Pollifax of New Brunswick, New Jersey, was a widow with grown, married children.  She was tired of attending her Garden Club meetings.  She wanted to do something good for her country.  So, naturally, she became a CIA agent.”  Yes, she just unexpectedly walked into the director’s office and said she’d always wanted to be a spy and was offering her services on the spot.  Through a case of mistaken identity and an emergency need for a simple courier, Mrs. Pollifax was entrusted with the job of picking up an important item in Mexico City and bringing it back to CIA headquarters.  The CIA’s communist opponents were underestimated, however, and Mrs. Pollifax gets into deep, deep trouble, ending up in a prison cell in Albania.

Dorothy Gilman’s characterization and humorous dialogue are her strengths.  Sometimes the plot will at first seem implausible, but we end up believing it because Mrs. Pollifax says it’s so and the reader trusts her.  Oddly enough, though Mrs. Pollifax is 63 years old, teenagers on up in age can easily relate to her.  She’s like a beloved grandmother or the elderly next door neighbor.  She has definite vulnerabilities, but also reserves of strength that come from experience and necessity.  She’s observant, good-hearted, and makes us think we could all be spies.

If you’re looking for an amusing cozy read that’s also an adventure thriller, you can’t go wrong with Mrs. Pollifax.

And if you enjoy “senior sleuths”, ask for the “If You Like Dorothy Gilman” bibliography at the Information Desk.

Melita reviews “Drama” by John Lithgow

December 10th, 2011

Drama: an actor’s education by John Lithgow

You may recognize John Lithgow as an award-winning actor on stage, in movies and on television, or even as the author of eight children’s books.  His latest book, Drama: An Actor’s Education, is a very personal memoir of his life as an actor, rather than an autobiography.  Lithgow prefaces the book with the month he spent as a caregiver to his 86-year old father.  His father was having a difficult recovery from surgery and seemed to have lost the will to live, until Lithgow rediscovered the family’s favorite short story book.  In a moment of inspiration, he read to his father one of the stories his father used to read to him – P.G. Wodehouse’s  Uncle Fred Flits By. His father laughed, began to recover, and Lithgow had a revelation about the importance of storytelling and acting as a career.

This memoir is a tribute to his father, Arthur Lithgow, who was also an actor, director, and producer of many Shakespeare festivals and summer repertory companies.  Arthur achieved some respect but not much success in his theater career. The family was constantly moving and living on the edge financially.  Lithgow first describes these days from a child’s viewpoint of fun, and then with the more realistic insight of a mature adult.  I enjoyed John Lithgow’s tales of growing up in summer theater, as I have spent many summers doing Shakespeare with my family, although on a more amateur level.  Many of his tales describe the difficulties common to any young person who is constantly moving from school to school and trying to fit in.  Lithgow learned to act his way to popularity and acceptance in school and later on Broadway.  Very few actors attain the level of success of Lithgow, and as you would expect, the story of his acting life is a tale of skill, hard work, and what seem to be random chances.  I recommend this very personal book which is also one man’s musing on the arts and why they are important.