Great art for me, regardless of its form, has the ability to translate the specific and transform it into an iteration of the universal, so that it becomes something that is so essentially human that we are able to recognize it on a deeply visceral level. Dave brought this picture to my attention, and that is what this picture does for me.
Calling All Book Lovers! Onehundredonebooks is a great literary blog
Hello Book Lovers,
Thanks to WordPress’s Freshly Pressed, I had the good fortune of coming across Robert Bruce’s blog, One Hundred One Books. There’s a billion and one book blogs out there, so to say it’s a crowded market is an understatement for sure. Most of us who write about books do so out of love for literature and any contributions to the love of great books is wonderful. Some people, however, do it better than others. And I think Robert does a great job.
First of all, what appeals to me is the fact that he is working his way through a list. It makes it easy and straightforward, you know where you’re going and what you’re doing. Second of all, the list he happens to be working through is Time Magazine’s 100 Greatest Novels since 1923 (plus Ulysses), so you know that the books on this list are practically required quality reading for the literary buff.
Thirdly, Robert is a good writer AND he delivers the goods. Contrary to popular blogging norms where less is more, I’m happy to say that Robert subscribes to the belief that more is more. He writes well and reasonably comprehensively (without killing you) on a book. No 140 characters for him, although I’m sure he does that as well.
So this is what you get when you visit his list of read and ranked Times 101 books:
Quick Facts
His Thoughts
Other Stuff
Highlights
Lowlights
Memorable Line
Final Thoughts
But I can talk about this all I want. Why not take a wander over there and enjoy it for yourself.
Filed under Book Reviews, Random Musing
Poem of the Week: The Snowmass Cycle (excerpt) – Stephen Dunn 1. Retreat
The sailor dreamt of loss,
but it was I who dreamt the sailor.
I was landlocked, sea-poor.
The sailor dreamt of a woman
who stared at the sea, then tired
of it, advertised her freedom.
She said to her friend: I want
all the fire one can have
without being consumed by it.
Clearly, I dreamt the woman too.
I was surrounded by mountains
suddenly green after a long winter,
a chosen uprootedness, soul shake-up,
every day a lesson about the vastness
between ecstasy and repose.
I drank coffee called Black Forest
at the local cafe. I took long walks
and tried to love the earth
and hate its desecrations.
All the Golden Retrievers wore red
bandannas on those muttless streets.
All the birches, I think, were aspens.
I do not often remember my dreams,
or dream of dreamers in them.
To be without some of the things
you want, a wise man said,
is an indispensable part of happiness.
—
For more information on Stephen Dunn, click here: http://www.stephendunnpoet.com/home.htm
Thanks to Alison McGhee for her weekly selection of poems.
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Vancouver Archives
The city of Vancouver has a wonderful photo archive which they have made available on flickr. The above picture is a view of Arbutus Street near 33rd Avenue. There are lots of great shots of early Vancouver. I moved here in the early 80’s and the city has changed tremendously. This collection really highlights the incredible development (for good or ill) that the city has undergone in the last many decades. Check it out.
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Aw, I love my family
I want to thank my mother-in-law for taking our dog Reub this week so it wouldn’t be too hard for me to say goodbye to him.
I want to thank my brother for calling me almost every day to see how my new job was going.
I want to thank my sister Jokelee for phoning me the day I started work and letting me cry like a baby.
To my father-in-law who continues to be incensed that I gave up an office.
Another thanks to my mother-in-law for sending home a big home-made casserole of cabbage rolls.
To my other sister for getting us to do the snowshoe race which I’m looking forward to.
To my other, other sister for being inspirational.
To my dog for being my biggest warmest fan.
And to Dave for allowing me to unfold into life and supporting me 100 per cent of the way every day for the last seven years.
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How to Make a Cheese Plate: Advice From the Globe and Mail
As anyone who knows me, knows, I love my cheese. My digestive system doesn’t love cheese, but I sure do. We had a little gathering a while back where I put out large hunks of too many kinds of cheese. I knew it was wrong and yet, I let it happen. Well, no more!
Sue Riedl, food writer for The Globe and Mail has thankfully come to my rescue and wrote a step-by-step guide on how to tastefully put this together. So for all of you wondering, here is the Globe article.
Or you can read the whole article by Sue right here:
How much cheese?
No matter how many guests you have, stick to three to five cheeses
If your cheese board is your main appetizer or acting as a course in your meal, you can assume about 1 to 1-1/2 ounces per cheese per person.
If you are leaving the cheese board out for a larger group or people are dropping in over a long period of time, have your cheese monger cut each cheese into two wedges (or buy two wheels of a smaller cheese like Camembert). This way you can easily refresh your cheese tray half way through the night to keep it looking inviting. Continue reading
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Poem of the Week: The Times by Lucille Clifton
it is hard to remain human on a day
when birds perch weeping
in the trees and the squirrel eyes
do not look away but the dog ones do
in pity.
another child has killed a child
and i catch myself relieved that they are
white and i might understand except
that i am tired of understanding.
if this
alphabet could speak its own tongue
it would be all symbol surely;
the cat would hunch across the long table
and that would mean time is catching up,
and the spindle fish would run to ground
and that would mean the end is coming
and the grains of dust would gather themselves
along the streets and spell out:
these too are your children this too is your child
Thanks to Alison McGhee for her weekly curating of these wonderful poems.
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My Last Week of Forced Relaxation. Next Stop: Retirement
For someone who didn’t know how to relax I sure have come to love it and am now wondering when my next long period of relaxation will come.. .unless we win the lottery it will be retirement. Wow, I now know how enjoyable life is when you can:
1. Spend endless days on the couch with your dog/best friend and do nothing.
2. Hang out with Dave and do nothing.
3. Discover awesome urban trails in North Van and beyond.
4. Cook like a maniac.
5. Discover yoga.
6. Discover doing absolutely nothing.
7. Go skiing with human best friend (also known as my husband).
8. Discover a love for plants and flowers and gardening.
9. Go to yoga and coffee with my sister and my girlfriends.
10. Meet my good pals for dinner at various locales about town.
11. Not do any real exercise for a full year (aside from yoga and skiing).
12. Make time for friends.
13. Repeat all of the above over and over again.
The key will be to maintain my newly learned calmness and carry it over into my non-retired life. Thanks world, for giving me time to enjoy you.
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Stanley Fish on The Current: Requiem for a Sentence
I caught a bit of this interview on The Current with literary critic Stanley Fish who recently wrote a book called, How to Write a Sentence and How to Read One. Professor Fish is a self-described connoisseur of fine sentences. “Some appreciate fine art; others appreciate fine wines. I appreciate fine sentences.”
Herewith is the delightful interview Professor Fish had with Anna Maria Tremonte yesterday on The Current. Give it a listen here.
My long time favourite opening sentence is from Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez. It goes like this:
“It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love.”
This is the one sentence I have always been able to remember and it’s the one sentence that still makes me think and feel. Do you have a favourite sentence?
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Eats, Shoots and Leaves by Lynne Truss: Book Review
I’m not a stickler nor am I a grammar geek, but I loved this funny, witty, entertaining and informative book on the history, misuse and yes, the importance of English grammar. My mother always said that a good cook was someone “die en drol lekker zou kunne maken”, which roughly translates as “someone who could make a turd taste good.”
Well, that’s exactly what Lynne Truss does in Eats, Shoots and Leaves. A dry topic in anyone else’s hands becomes an entertaining, learning experience thanks to her wry sense of humour and expert knowledge of the English language.
But Truss’s outrage at the decline and misuse of English grammar isn’t simply a stickler’s whine, she uses example after entertaining example, of the confusion that ensues when we don’t understand how and where to place commas, apostrophes, colons, semi-colons etc…
The title, “Eats, Shoots and Leaves” is a joke about how the misplaced use of a simple comma can completely change the meaning of a sentence. Pandas, who “eat shoots and leaves” is completely different from the panda who walked into the bar, “eats, shoots and leaves”. The latter clearly is a more wild west version of the gentle panda bear than the former.
I write quite a bit and I only occasionally reach back over the (decades) to remember the finer points of early grammar classes. Then, through the haze of these dodgy memories, I think to myself, “Sure, the comma should go right here and this apostrophe will come after. Or was it before?” But one thing I learned in Writing 101, or Writing for Dummies during my first year of university – when I discovered that I couldn’t write – was that clear prose signals clear thinking. That much I know.
The idiosyncratic system of black marks and notations that we have come to know and love as Grammar, came into being as a result of the development of printing technology. As the printing press developed, conventions for the clear understanding of the written word were required. Now that we’re in the midst of yet another communications revolution, our language is rapidly changing with words being shortened, punctuation removed or changed. This is even more reason to ensure that guidelines for clear communication survive well into the next generation as our language and style of communication evolves during the Era of Internet Communications.
Nobody can offer better compelling reasons to learn grammar than Lynne Truss so here goes:
“One of the best descriptions of punctuation comes in a book entitled The Fiction Editor, the Novel and the Novelist (1989) by Thomas McCormack. He says the purpose of punctuation is “to tango the reader into the pauses, inflections, continuities and connections that the spoken line convey.”:”
‘Punctuation to the writer is like anatomy to the artist: He learns the rules so he can knowledgeably and controlledly depart from them as art requires. Punctuation is a means and its end is: helping the reader to hear, to follow.’
I did my best to write this with Lynne Truss in mind. Having said that I KNOW there are grammatical errors in this post. Please advise and I will revise!
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