Cat’s Cradle

Cat’s Cradle
Kurt Vonnegut

I don’t care that apparently everyone on this planet loves this book. I didn’t. I finished it yesterday and I have already forgotten who characters were and what motivated them. It just didn’t stick with me.

I think I’m done with reading Vonnegut for a little bit.

The Magicians

Lev Grossman - The Magicians

Lev Grossman
2009, 402 pages

When I was in high school, I loved the Harry Potter books. I thought they were wonderfully imaginative and the world that J.K. Rowling built, especially Hogwart’s, seemed so well fleshed out and beautiful. As the books went on and I got older though, one thing started really bothering me. Harry Potter isn’t a good wizard. Neither is Ron. How is it that a trio containing two mediocre child magicians can take down the most powerful of the world’s adults? And please don’t say something like “Love” or “Bravery”, that’s overly simplistic. The more I read of the world that Rowling wrote, the more cartoony and caricaturish it seemed. The teachers could all be pulled from after school specials. The ancillary student characters, with a few notable exceptions, were all fairly one-note, and the ending of book seven seemed all wrong to me. And don’t even get me started on the epilogue. Ugh. I know that the book follows the basic hero’s journey and all that blah blah blah, but… the books haven’t stuck with me. I saw a couple of the movies, and have no interest to see any of the others.

Seeing as my last experience reading a fantasy book about life at a school for magic left me feeling unsatisfied, it was with some trepidation that I dove into Lev Grossman’s The Magicians. To me, it was a breath of fresh air. There were some tried and true fantasy novel tropes, but this magical world was firmly planted in a world more nuanced than what I’ve read before.

Our main character is an unsympathetic guy named Quentin. At eighteen years old, he gets sucked into Brakebills, America’s magical boarding school. By making the students older, the author is able to explore more adult themes earlier in the story. The years fly by, and Quentin and his friends don’t have to face down a terrible evil at the end of the year while at the same time studying for finals.

In The Magicians, magic is hard. It’s for the brainiacs, the select few who can obsessively practice an art form to the point of perfection. It’s for those few geniuses who have the ability to wield their austistic hyper-focus on making their fingers wiggle in exactly the correct pattern time after time. You don’t just pick up a wand and flick it around, and have awesome things happen. The main character in this book isn’t a hero, nor is he an anti-hero. It often seems like he is just going through the motions, and his life is being propelled by unseen forces. He’s a bit of a sad sack. Obsessed by a Narnia-esque children’s book, the world into which he is flung just doesn’t seem quite right for him. His circle of friends doesn’t seem to be friends only because they were flung together by random circumstance.

I appreciated that this book takes place over more than a decade. It gives a lot more opportunity for character growth, for people to fall in and out of love, for jobs to because dull and pointless. Quentin’s circle of friends all graduate from Brakebills, are flung into the real world, and flounder. One of them stumbles upon a magical artifact that allows them to travel to alternate universes, and they go to a Narnia-esque world with no real plans for what to do.

The Narnia adventure and final showdown didn’t grab hold of me quite as much as the rest of the book. It felt like the tone did a one hundred and eighty degree turn from where it was originally. It didn’t feel tacked on, but the adventure-story aspect of the time in Narnia didn’t sit as well for me. It wasn’t as fascinating as watching this sad sack of a character fight to find meaning in a world that doesn’t fit him quite right.

The Harry Potter books are excellent, but they aren’t really meant for adults. The Magicians is written for adults who loved the Narnia books and Harry Potter books, but who have been slapped around a bit by the real world. I’m looking forward to getting hold of a copy of the follow-up, but I’m concerned that it all might take place in Narnia.

Why I Gave Up On Emma

I tried, I really did.  I read well over half of Emma, and now I know that it’s not for me.  Here are the things I didn’t like about it:

There’s no plot.  “Rich snobby white lady tries to hook up her boring friends” is not a plot.

Emma is at all times either boring, insufferable, or both.  The other characters put up with this for no reason that I could gather.

Women don’t get to have first names.  They’re all Miss XX or Mrs. John LastName.  I get that this is what happened in Jane Austen’s time, but I still don’t like it.

It took me over a month to read half of this book.  I didn’t read it cause I wanted to but because I felt like I had to.  I would force myself to read a couple of chapters a day.  I am not in high school.  Reading should not be torturous any more.

Seriously, this book needed a plot.  Or bears on roller skates.  There are too many awesome books in the world to use my time on something that doesn’t hold my interest.

Things I did like: 

I didn’t mind the writing style.  I would be willing to try another Jane Austen title in the future.

Shannon’s 2011 Bookstravaganza

Alan and I have a whole lot of books.  We have three bookshelves, all of which are mostly full.  One is completely dedicated to textbooks and technical manuals, one and a half are completely fiction and non-fiction, and the remaining bits are full of manga, graphic novels, and a board games.

The problem is that when I hang out on the two with many of my friends, a trip to at least one bookstore its inevitable.  We’re not really shoppers, but we are all readers, and very good at egging each other on. I have no restraint in bookstores and usually come home with two or three books.  I don’t read these books as fast as I buy them and my TBR pile might hurt someone if it fell on them. To combat this, 2011 will be the year without bookstores.  I will not buy any new books.  Except at the Guelph public library book sale in October, cause seriously people, odds are I’m not going to make it until October anyways and it’s so awesome that it skipping it would be like missing out on sunshine.

In addition to not buying books, I’m also not going to be choosing books to read. I will be having you pick the books I read via the comments section. 

In about a week I will be posting my entire TBR list and I’ll be reading all comments about those books while preparing a short list. I’ll come up with the short list based off the suggestions you make.

I will pick a book based off your suggestions, and then when I’m done post a really rambling, probably not really book-related, book review for your blog reading enjoyment. Then it’s time to vote again. It’s the 2011 Bookstravaganza!

I’m pretty sure this means Courtney and Erin will be picking my books for me this year, and I’m mostly okay with that.

Shannon’s Awesome Weekend

I had a great weekend. On Friday, I went to dinner with Courtney, then the Waterloo and picked up Kat, then we went to Josie and Chris’ for about half an hour. Then we went back to Hamilton and hung out. It was absolutely gorgeous on Saturday, and we had Tim Horton’s breakfast on the beach, then went shoe shopping, then went to Albion Falls, then went out for lunch with another friend of Kat’s. After lunch, we went to Webster’s Falls and Tew’s Falls, then hiked out to Dundas Peak. It was so pretty and we had a lot of fun.

Sunday I relaxed and watched the rest of Being Human and other fun stuff like that. It was a great weekend, with the exception of not getting a damn thing done. Had to do laundry and groceries and all that last night, but it was totally worth it.

Pictures!