What I’m Reading: Manhattan Beach by Jennifer Egan

My Amazon review of Manhattan Beach (Rated 5): A Timeless Dive Into the Past – Jennifer Egan takes us deep into the world of the divers who serviced Navy ships in WW 2, and just as deep into the machinations of both lowlifes and high rollers. The novel glories in the details of underwater work, and the equally complex rules that govern families. Pursuing her unlikely dream to become a female diver, Anna Kerrigan is a compelling character of determination rather than self-conscious feminism or independence. Likewise, Jennifer Egan is a writer who has conscientiously revived a little-known part of history in a meticulous and flowing narrative.

What I’m Reading: What She Ate: Six Remarkable Women and the Food That Tells Their Stories by Laura Shapiro

My Amazon review of What She Ate: Six Remarkable Women and the Food That Tells Their Stories (Rated 3): Too Meager to Satisfy the Reader’s Appetite – With careful scholarship, Laura Shapiro portrays the kitchens and tables of six women across a variety of times, places, and social classes. The collection is mixed. My favorites were the Edwardian cook, Rosa Lewis, whom I’d never heard of before, and Eleanor Roosevelt, a long-time idol of mine, in which I was disabused of long-held myths about her indifference to good food. Shapiro sticks close to the data, which unfortunately, sometimes makes for a spare and unimaginative meal.

What I’m Reading: The Burning Girl by Claire Messud

My Amazon review of The Burning Girl (Rated 4): Sifting Through the Ashes of Friendship – Claire Messud captures the intensity of pre-adolescent female friendship and the pain that follows its inexplicable dissolution. As Julia, the smart protagonist, puzzles over the loss of her best friend Cassie, at once her soul mate and her opposite, readers glimpse the wise woman Julia will become. One wishes only for a few more singe marks to burn this book into memory.

What I’m Reading: The Mother I Imagined, the Mom I Knew: A Hybrid Memoir by Paul Alan Fahey

My Amazon review of The Mother I Imagined, the Mom I Knew: A Hybrid Memoir by Paul Alan Fahey (Rated 5): Turbulent and Touching – Paul Fahey’s hybrid memoir – an interweaving of nonfiction, fiction, and poetry – recaps his fierce, fractious, but ultimately fulfilling relationship with his mother. Fahey takes readers on a lifelong journey from their nomadic existence in his childhood to their memorable travels in Africa (when he was in the Peace Corps) to their truce when his mother was battling terminal cancer. Fahey is at once honest and compassionate.

What I’m Reading: Dinner at the Center of the Earth by Nathan Englander

My Amazon review of Dinner at the Center of the Earth by Nathan Englander (Rated 5) – Three Unlikely Love Stories. Nathan Englander’s brilliant rumination on the Israeli-Palestinian conflict unfolds in three hopeless love stories: an off-the-record prisoner and his guard; a caretaker and her comatose General; and, more conventionally, a man and woman on either side of the political and geographical divide. Englander challenge readers to accept the moral ambiguity of his characters’ actions. This is a book of questions, not answers, most significantly: Is love enough to justify dreams of peace?

What I’m Reading: Seasonal Roads by L. E. Kimball

My Amazon review of Seasonal Roads by L. E. Kimball (Rated 5): Linked stories of three people, four characters – L. E. Kimball’s web of stories introduces readers to four characters: Norna, her daughter Aissa, Aissa’s daughter Jane, and Michigan’s Upper Peninsula. The tales, at once violent and tender, otherworldly and practical, are told slant, yet they pack a direct wallop. Likewise, these unusual women are as solid as the Northern Michigan earth, as insubstantial as its air, and as fluid as its water. Each thrives on solitude, yet they cling to their tenuous connections with one another and the men in their lives as tenaciously as the last oak leaf in December. So too will this haunting book cling to you.

What I’m Reading: The Zookeeper’s Wife by Diane Ackerman

My Amazon review of The Zookeeper’s Wife by Diane Ackerman (Rated 4): Electrifying story of compassion and courage – Diane Ackerman tells an electrifying true story of compassion and courage. The book is filled with the joys of nature and the horrors of wartime occupation. It captures the personalities of the people and the animals who lived with and cheered them. The writing is sometimes stilted and too many details obscure rather than illuminate the setting. However, it is worth plowing through the excess verbiage for the gems of humanity.

What I’m Reading: Sabbath’s Theater by Philip Roth

My Amazon review of Sabbath’s Theater by Philip Roth (Rated 2): Can a Great Writer Make a Boring Character Interesting? – Philip Roth is one of my favorite authors, yet I’d never read this winner of the 1995 National Book Award for fiction. Alas, I shouldn’t have done so now. Even Roth cannot make the sex-drenched misanthropic puppeteer Mickey Sabbath come to life. He means his title character to be transgressive; he is merely unimaginatively obsessive. Save the brilliant section where Sabbath visits the Jersey shore of his childhood, and the family memories scattered throughout, there is little to redeem the novel’s self-indulgent writing. Was I shocked? No, merely bored.

What I’m Reading: The Women in the Castle by Jessica Shattuck

My Amazon review of The Women in the Castle by Jessica Shattuck (Rated 5): A testament to enduring friendship – Jessica Shattuck tells a moving story of moral certainty clouded by ambiguity and survival in defiance of trauma. Above all, the book is a testament to the enduring friendships formed by shared experiences and memory.

Ken Burns Agrees with Me

Apropos of my BLOG post (09/06/17) and REFLECTIONS about “The Five Percent Rule,” referencing the need to be selective when deciding how much historical information to include in a creative work, read these remarks from an interview with Ken Burns by Ian Parker in The New Yorker (September 04, 2017, p. 53): “In the early years of production on a documentary, Burns [is] likely to be reading relevant historical accounts. … But he does not strive for expertise. ‘I can’t be in the weeds,’ of scholarship, he said. He has too little time and, besides, ‘It’s important to have someone saying, ‘Who the fuck cares?’” I count on myself, and my critique group, to tell me “WTFC.”