Category: Books


English: A fragment from an engraving reproduc...

English: A fragment from an engraving reproduced in “The Complete Encyclopedia of Illustration”, by J. G. Heck, Gramercy Books, NY, 1979. All material in this book is entirely copyright-free, having origins prior to 1851. Citation on cover: “A treasure trove of almost 12,000 illustrations, copyright-free and clearly reproducible.” (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I found this little book, How To Make Books,  while researching various forms of chapbooks on YouTube.  A quirky, funkily-illustrated book showing you several ways to produce your own books, greeting cards, scrap books, poetry collection – you name it. Anything you might want to publish by hand can be found here.

I bought this to learn about creating my own poetry books – otherwise known as chapbooks – for publication for fun. I especially found Chapter 1 a treasure trove, how to make “Instant Books.”  And just as a good creative book should, it inspired me to think of other ideas. In this case – BROCHURES for my violin teaching biz.

There are also some interesting future project ideas: journals,  accordians, pamphlets, and books with a variety of bindings: stab-stitched and long-stitched, for example.

If you love printed material, you’ll find How To Make Books fascinating.

Disclaimer – I have no stake in or compensation from this book or any I review.

A county route shield for a Morris County, New...

A county route shield for a Morris County, New Jersey road (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Spider Web” is a thriller about a drug epidemic set in Morris County, NJ, told from the perspective of a police detective and a fashion model.  So far, I’ve read only four chapters, but it is a gripping novel. I like those kinds of thrillers that I put down only when more urgent matters get in the way. You know, the kind that keep you up nights, reading.

I’ve read a previous novel by R.O. Palmer, called “Picasso Prince.” Also a thriller, it takes place on a cruise ship carrying an art collection worth millions of dollars. There is an unexpectetd plot twist near the end. Highly recommended!

 

Saturday

Saturday (Photo credit: Brother O’Mara)

I can now consider myself a Weekend Novelist. There’s a book by that name (yes, it’s on my shelf).  This first draft of this manuscript was completed during NaNoWriMo 2010. I did cross the finish line with 50,000 words, but that’s as far as it went –  until last month.

One of my 2013 goals is to work regularly on “perfecting” my novel. The best solution for me now that I no longer teach on Saturdays, is to do something to move my novel along. I will never learn the craft by hoping, will I?

I’ve been digging into, studying, absorbing, making notes on a book recommended by The Writer Magazine recently, How To Write a Damn Good Thriller. I mentioned it here before.

Lest you think all I’m doing is reading about how to write instead of actually writing, I need the advice, for I truly don’t know what I’m doing. I know you need a first draft to work from, and I have done that at least.

At about 3/4 through the book; this weekend’s intention is to do more – um – reading.

And that’s the status of  my two-doughnut manuscript.

Till next week……

Spreading Too Thin

English: Moleskine notebook and diaries. Белар...

English: Moleskine notebook and diaries. Беларуская: Нататнік і штодзёньнікі Moleskine. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

It’s pretty obvious that I have been falling by the wayside on the 100 Novels Project. With so much going on right now – growing both my word business and violin-teaching business, and being my father’s caregiver, is eating a large chunk of time and brain-processing space.

So I decided the 100 Novels has to go for now. There are so many books waiting for me to read in the house and on the list in my Moleskine book journal, that I just get frustrated at not being able to do it all. *Sigh of relief*

Everywhere I turn for caregiving advice tells me the same thing – to care for myself just as much. So no more high ideals for me, just living each day. Housekeeping, bookkeeping, business-building, reading, caregiving, mothering…too many “ing’s.”

That’s better.

Charlotte Ramsay Lennox (1730-1804), English w...

Novel # 13 of our 100 Novels Project. Published in 1759, was the author’s most popular. Although the title might lead one to believe it is a parallel to “Don Quixote,” it is loosely structured on that novel only. Lennox meant her novel to be a parody, “to portray the ludicrous effects of an improper education upon a susceptible mind,” according to Jane Smiley.

The protagonist, Arabella, has an obsession with stories of romance and passion. It would be easy for the reader to view Arabella as ridiculous, but we are influenced by the opinions of other characters in the novel. Redemption comes in the form of a character – a doctor – who guides an objective view of herself following a near-drowning. What near-death experience can’t be life-altering, anyway?

The novel’s ending has come under criticism for its abruptness and perhaps unbelievablility. It is as if Lennox wanted to be done with it.

Leave a comment, and/or subscribe. It would be interesting to share comments on “The Female Quixote.”

English: The fifth illustration of the 1888 ed...

September’s novel (the 11th of the 100 Novels Project) was written in first person. It is a series of letters between Pamela, a 15-year-old handmaiden, and her parents.

It seems voyeuristic reading this novel, even though fictional. It is as if one found a box of letters beneath a bed, blew off the dust, picked the lock, and dug through the contents.

It is difficult conjuring up empathy for our protagonist, a sappy Goody Two Shoes whose main life goal is preserving her virtue (read: virginity). Maybe things were different back in the 18th-Century day, but here is a young woman whose desires are aligned with her folks.

It is a very long novel, over 400 pages. I won’t give away what transpires, but I can tell you many soap operas  might have borrowed from the story line here and there.

Maybe there is a Cliff’s Notes version of “Pamela.” If there is, I’d recommend reading that black-and-yellow edition, as the full novel is slow (tedious). You’ll get the gist of the story without slogging through mud.

What I liked about this novel was the sense of immersion, due to the first-person narrative and the feeling of reading very personal letters. The story might be more interesting by the reader keeping in mind that this is the life of a young lady in the 18th century, a very different reality than ours. One can assume Pamela’s reaction to challenges would be very different than ours.

Have you read “Pamela?” Did you have a different experience? What did you think?

English: Robinson Crusoe illustration

English: Robinson Crusoe illustration (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I’ve fallen (behind) and I CAN get up!

Robinson Crusoe was August’s pick for my 100 Novels Project, but I’m getting to it a month late. Oh well! I’ll just have to make it up this month.

Who is with me for Robinson Crusoe?

I am reading Chapter Four. As each novel on the 100 Novels list becomes more and more contemporary – RC was written in 1719 – the readability seems to increase. What has made this novel endure for 300 years? Is it the engaging, first-person narrative? Is it that it’s famous for being famous? If it were published for the first time now, would it enjoy the same popularity?

Have you read it before, or (like me) is this your first time?

Read Robinson Crusoe with me this month. Post comments to discuss!

Book Giveaway

English: Strawberry fields. The rows of straw ...

I want to pass on to one of my blog readers my copy of the book I just finished, free for you to keep forever, featured in my previous post A Wilder Life by Wendy McClure. Here’s how:

1. Go to my website, www.ecwordsmith.com

2. Click on the “Send Me a Message” button found on any page (except “About Me” – I have to fix that!)

3. Type “Book Giveaway” in the subject line.

4. I will draw one respondent’s name Friday morning, who I will announce here in my blog. The winner will need to provide me with a mailing address to send the book to.

5. Promise! I will not save your names, email addresses or mailing address. This is just so I can pass this book on to someone who wants to read it. That’s what friends do, right?

Author Laura Ingalls Wilder used her experienc...

Like millions of girls who grew up reading the Laura Ingalls Wilder books, I felt an affinity with Laura and the pioneer lifestyle. So when I saw The Wilder Life in a book store on my recent vacation, I bought it immediately.

I’ve since learned from reading it that there are actually several others books in publication exploring various means of “getting close” to Laura. Most by visiting the sites mentioned in the series, some by recreating recipes, to name a few.

What I didn’t know is that there is only one original building remaining from the emtire series of books – Almanzo Wilder’s childhood farm house in Upstate NY.

Ms. McClure also writes of the disparity between the books and the TV series, the latter being good entertainment, but with few historical facts. I knew that already and had come to terms with the TV show when it originally aired. I tended to keep them separate in my mind, but enjoyed both because I have always been interested in the pioneers of the western expansion, aka the Overland Trail.

The overall gist of The Wilder Life is – like returning to your own childhood home, expecting everything to be as you remembered – you can’t conjure up the Ingalls family to make them seem more real. If you’re looking for Laura in the flesh, or at least 3-D, it’s not going to happen.

What is in the way? Too much time has passed, all of their various abodes have disintegrated, land has changed hands, commercialism has infected the historical sites. One can enter a reproduction, but not original sites, although there are museums displaying the Ingalls’ artifacts.

The truth is, Laura and her family lived a godawful life for the most part. Rose, Laura’s daughter, apparently grew up to be bitter and resentful, prone to depression and other disorders. Certainly not the nice little-girl story.

I found the be book is very engrossing. It  allowed me to vicariously explore what I would find, and the truths I would discover, if I were to conduct a similar search.

Recommended reading if you loved the Little House books and are ready to see the story through adult eyes.

 My friend and neighbor Joyce loaned The Journal Keeper to me for something to read by the lake last week. She couldn’t have known how it would resonate with me on many levels:

It is a non-fiction book about journal-writing. Not necessarily a how-to book, although it is that. Ms. Theroux plucked out a few consecutive years from her journal as an example of the “nuts and bolts” of journal-keeping.

I am an avid journal-keeper. In ten years, I have filled 44 journals. Doing so allows me to celebrate the highs of life even when no one else gives a rat’s behind, and therapeutically eases me through the worst parts.

Besides these obvious facets, Ms. Theroux writes about caring for her elderly mother, although her difficulties were not dementia, which my parent has. Still, many similarities.

She longed for a place to write, to think. She built a writer’s cottage (ahhh….!).

She wrote sage observations, including:

Why do we live in square structures, while everything in nature lives roundly?

Throw a birthday party for yourself where everyone brings something that inspires them

At her age, her entire life revolves around maintenence.I want to add, live a simple life that is easy to maintain. Everything you own needs to be maintained.

Keeping a journal is a way of subduing your thoughts and fears, like pinning butterflies[not that I would do that] so you can examine them more closely.

When the desire is strong enough, talent shows up like a day laborer, to help you achieve your goal.

If I am doing my part to use my talents and lead a meaningful life the universe will play ball with me, and if it doesn’t it’s not my fault.

Mark Twain had disastrous business sense. He chased after wealth, which wrecked him and his family. Had he simply stayed at home and written, he would have been solvent throughout his life.

Only people with time on their hands see clearly.

What I need is some poetry to let me rub the moments between my fingers and release the scent.

Now my life no longer revolves around things I cannot control.

I am fed by the companionable quiet of the early morning. Work, it says. Draw closer. The way is prepared for you.

 

Diary

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