"Seven for a secret never to be told"

Geez. Quit picking tear jerkers, will yah? I guess we're both expanding each other's boundaries. I make you read light hearted books you'd never touch otherwise, and you make me read sob stories I wouldn't normally touch with a ten foot pole. Well played, Megan, well played. Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you If I Lie, by Corrine Jackson.

Taken from Corrine's Blog

Before I get to the emotional bit, I just want to point out that I, too, did not sympathize with Casey. Yes, I get that coming out in the military is a hard, dangerous prospect. But that is no excuse for his behavior.  Asking his best friend to put her life on hold so that he may continue to lie to his friends and family? Shameful.  Selfish.  There's no reason why they could not just 'break up' and move on.  Normal, heterosexual couples do that all the time, especially given the strain the military puts on a relationship.  She could have kept his secret while being openly single. His way of 'dealing' with the issue at hand just shows that he is still an adolescent who over-analyzes immediate consequences without looking at the overall gist of the situation, as the adult brain does (my YA library services class makes my brain hurt...but here's an article on that last tidbit. And another). 

I also really love the role that photography played in Q's life.  I'm friends with quite a few artsy types, from artists to musicians to theatre geeks.  For them, their art is their passion, and provides both an escape from reality, as well as the means to process reality.  Giving Q that intimate connection with her photography, then, humanized her and enabled me to connect with her.  

Now, the teary part. It wasn't over Casey, nor was it for Q and Blake. I got all choked up over George, her aged Vietnam Vet mentor.  Once again, the death of a character in a novel made me think about my own loss.  Just like George taught Q photography, my grandma taught me sewing. And I know she would have been there for me when I struggled with relationships during college. So I was able to connect with Q when she lost a pivotal figure in her life. 

That's all on If I Lie.  I can't wait until it's my turn to pick adult fiction. We're gonna read about love struck zombies! In the meantime, I think it's high time we read some YA dystopian fiction for the blog, since that's the genre that first brought us together!

“It’s not what you call yourself, Doctor Laverty; it’s what you do that counts here.”

Dear Becca, 

You probably won’t be surprised to hear that AN IRISH COUNTRY DOCTOR by Patrick Taylor wasn’t my favorite book. However, it was a different read for me (in a good way, I think) and I’m thankful for the variety that you’re adding to my reading repertoire. 

"Inside the Dirty Duck" by Taylor's partner Dorothy Tinman

In general, AN IRISH COUNTRY DOCTOR was too slow for my taste. It was easy to pick up the story, but also much too easy to set it down. I wasn’t particularly invested in what was going on because I didn’t feel like there was a real engaging plot here. The reading moved quickly but I should have finished this book in much less than the week/week and a half that it actually took me.  Unfortunately, I usually didn’t feel that urge to keep going and find out what happens next. 

That said… Taylor first wrote about the citizens of Ballybucklebo in his monthly column in Stitches: The Journal of Medical Humour. When someone suggested that the characters would make a good novel, he took all his material and pieced together a novel with everyone’s favorite characters. Thus, I don’t think the point of this novel is really the storyline, but rather to focus on the characters and the community. And Taylor does exceedingly well at that. Actually, I think I would have enjoyed this novel more if I had read it in its original form as a column each month. It would be so fun to sit down and read about these characters once a month for fifteen minutes. 

I’m not surprised that this made you think of Professor Dobbins. However, neither Dr. Laverty nor Dr. O’Reilly struck me as lazy characters. Dr. O’Reilly goes out of his way to check up on his patients whereas a lazier character would have just stayed home. Even Dr. Laverty sometimes wonders why Dr. O’Reilly goes to so much trouble. If anything, I thought Dr. O’Reilly was somewhat of a workaholic. He reminded me a little bit of my dad, who’s also a doctor, and goes far and beyond the call of a typical doctor when it comes to his patients. He has been known to make house calls and attend patients’ birthday parties or other social functions simply because he cares about them on a deeper, human level. I think that’s really special. So I didn’t find Dr. O’Reilly to be lazy at all. When I think lazy, I think of Seamus Galvin, one of Dr. O’Reilly’s patients. He squanders the money that his wife saved up for their move to California and had me wanting to pull my hair out with frustration. 

It must be a lot of fun for Taylor to return to these characters time and time again. I would love to have a set of characters that readers are so attached to and that you know so intimately and can keep re-visiting. I think Taylor has done a wonderful job; it’s simply not my preferred genre. 

Til we read again!

Megan

If I Lie

Dear Becca,

First of all, I am extremely proud/excited to share that I recommended THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS to my mom over the holidays and she absolutely loved it. I think she read it in two days tops. Generally, my mom and I don’t read a lot of the same material, so it was extremely satisfying to share this book with her!

This time around, I chose IF I LIE, a YA novel that is a bit of a stretch for me. Let’s just say, it’s not my typical summer romance story. I first read about IF I LIE on Veronica Roth’s blog, where she shared how absorbing and wonderful this book is. As you know, I’m in awe of Miss Roth and all that she has accomplished at 24 so I was immediately intrigued to find out what she thought was so amazing.

Absorbing is right. This is another book that alternates a bit between present and past but not so much as other books we’ve read. One thing I love about it is the fact that Jackson doesn’t keep you waiting to find out what Quinn’s big secret is. You find out right away that her boyfriend, Carey, is gay. He breaks up with Quinn right before he leaves for Afghanistan but then he gets beaten up and asks her to keep his secret and continue acting like his girlfriend. She does so, but when a photo leaks of her kissing another guy, the whole town turns against her. Everyone labels her a slut/whore for cheating on Carey (even her closest friends and family). She can’t tell the truth because that would be betraying her promise to Carey.

What a dark plot line. I didn’t have nightmares while I was reading this book, but I would read it right before bed and then wake up angry. A part of me really wanted Quinn to tell her close friends/family what was going on. Carey didn’t seem worth it to me. Not to mention, Quinn’s one shot at a new relationship is seriously messed up because she can’t tell the truth about Carey. The whole thing just had me pulling my hair out with frustration.

It makes me so sad that there are men in the military fighting for us who can’t be themselves, who have to hide their true feelings like Carey does. Although I was very angry with him for putting Quinn in such a terrible situation, I do understand where he’s coming from. I just think he asked too much. Couldn’t they have broken up without revealing that Carey was gay? I feel like there are other options they should have explored.

Author Corinne Jackson did a lovely job with this novel and I’m glad that I picked it up. I was also excited to learn that she lives in San Francisco. I’ve enjoyed reading bits of her blog – particularly this entry about how she got her agent.

Til we read again,

Megan

An Irish Country Doctor

Happy New Year Megan!

So when it came to choose the next grown-up book, I was torn between two finds at Barnes and Nobles.  First was the book A Beautiful Disaster, a book I found in the ADULT fiction section which promised to have a heavy romantic plot.  A few hours later, having finished the book in a shameful frenzy, I dubbed it "College Lit, " for it had the angst of YA lit with sensual details inappropriate for tender young ears.  Upon coming to this evaluation, I concluded that there's no way it qualifies as my adult pick.  So instead, I give you Patrick Taylor's An Irish Country Doctor, which is about as far from my other option as you can get (so you may hate me, hah).

It's a simple enough tale.  A young doctor, Barry Laverty, fresh out of medical school, heads out to the Irish countryside to apply for a job as the assistant to the physician who serves the humble people of Ballybucklebo: Dr. Fingal Flahertie O’Reilly.  Reality is far from the sterile proficiency he learned at school, as, aghast  he watches the older doctor not only practice unorthodox medicine, but go so far as to manhandle his patients and throw them out the door. Ah, and there is a wee bit of romance thrown in, but really this is about the humorous situations he finds himself in as this city boy attempts to learn the ins and outs of country life. 

Now, whenever I see Irish literature, I am immediately prone to think of Professor Dobbins, our good old thesis advisor.  This novel, however, does not feature a lazy idle schemer as the main character. Rather, it's a minor character who most obviously inhabits this role in the literal reading of the phrase.  In truth, I think it would be argued that O’Reilly is the lazy idle schemer as Dobbins envisions it--a man who tries his best to get through the day as quickly (and efficiently) as possible so he may go back to his liquor and literature.  This is not to say he is incompetent, quite the opposite really as he proves time and time again that his methods tend to be more effective than the textbook procedures Dr. Laverty is acquainted with.  

Another interesting note is that the author, Patrick Taylor, IS a doctor, which lends a bit of authenticity to the narrative. Most of the time, authors are just, well, authors, and any factual data in a text was presumably the product of research rather than professional knowledge.  Knowing this, it made reading the book all the more interesting, since it has more than a few hours at the library backing its claims. 

This book is just fun. It's a lighthearted romp, with a bit of romance (and amorous fumbles) thrown in.  I'm certainly interested on reading the subsequent books, to see what sort of troubles come to Ballybucklebo next. I promise, PINKY  promise, that my next pick will have romance! But, I hope you enjoy this one nonetheless :)

Keep Calm and Read On,
Becca

"Either you're his true love...or you killed him"

Dear Becca,

I was actually really surprised by your review of The Raven Boys. This time around, I feel like our overall consensus on the book was the same (not our favorite book by Miss Maggie Stiefvater) and yet our feelings while reading the book seem to have differed entirely.

 Not to be outdone, here is a photo of me with Maggie!

To begin with, I was not surprised by the incorporation of the occult world but that’s because you gave me fair warning before reading. That said, the magical elements didn’t bother me like they did you. As you probably know by now, I'm extremely influenced by whatever I read (or even talk about) before bed. As I get older, I’m starting to see more of a connection – it’s the real-life tragedies and struggles that affect me more. I can only gather that it’s because they hit on some of my deepest fears. I guess I’m not very scared of the type of magic that exists in this world because the book’s dark themes had no memorable affect on my dreams or how I felt while reading. I was not uncomfortable in the least.

Actually, The Raven Boys reminded me of the Indiana Jones movies – one of my all-time favorite trilogies. (I choose not to acknowledge the fourth or impending fifth as part of the series.) Gansey and Indiana Jones share the same excitement about history and quests. The book also reminded me of one of my all-time favorite TV Shows, Charmed. The psychics were funny and added levity to the magical subject matter for me. (Despite the dark magic that one of them is up to.) They reminded me of the Halliwell sisters. All in all, the magic wasn’t too dark for my taste. Maybe this is the kind of magic I like… The kind that exists as a sort of parallel world to ours. Where you have to really seek it out to find it and everyone else remains oblivious. (If that’s true, I don’t know what that says about me...)

Love me some Indiana Jones!

What I had the most trouble with in this story was the characters and their relationships in this first book. Mainly – the romance. Surprise, surprise, right? I think it’s fairly obvious by this point that I am obsessed with romance. This, above anything else, keeps my attention in a book. Not sex scenes or anything like that, but the blossoming relationship between two people and that first stage of love where everything is all butterflies and tingly feelings. One thing that drove me crazy about this book was the love triangle. Blue is supposedly with Adam, but I never really felt like there was a connection between them and meanwhile you know she’s somehow going to wind up with Gansey. The relationship with Adam was tiresome for me and I just wanted to see what would happen with Gansey. I know that we’ll get more in the next two books and you’re supposed to be kept waiting and wanting more, but I was just plain dissatisfied.

I’m running out of room now, but I was also upset with the ending. The last line just didn’t feel right to me. That said, I did enjoy the book so I will definitely be reading the rest of the series!

Til we read again!
Megan

"It was the kind of snow that brought children running out their doors..."

Hey Megan,

First things first: I love the author's name. Eowyn Ivey. Not only does she have an awesome last name, but she shares a name with the slayer of the Lord of the Nazgul (LOTR nut up in herrrr).

Cool fan art of the snow child

Now that my nerdy observation has been made, I'll get serious. I liked this book. It's not my favorite, but I did enjoy it and recommend it to a friend. Were I at a different point in life--namely, that baby-craving stage--I think this book would resonate with me more. Since I am years (and may milestones like, hey, finding a man and getting married) away from even considering having children of my own, I could not relate to that yearning and emptiness felt by Jack and Mabel.

What I thought was brilliant, though, is how she sets you up for the ending throughout the entire book. Ivey sets a somber tone from the start, as our first introduction to the lives of Jack and Mabel is desolate, hopeless, and dark.  The two set off for Alaska in hopes of evading their sorrows and starting anew, and instead find that new trials pile atop the old.

Even when the impossible happens and a child materializes from the snow, and their immediate lives improve, the author leaves no room for optimism.  Even as they begin to fall in love with this snow child, Faina, who is as fickle and fleeting as a winter wind, Mabel is haunted by the fable from her youth.  For a snow child is precious, and no matter how long she stays or how much you love her, she will leave, without warning, when you least expect it.  Her end is sudden and final.  So both Mabel and reader are constantly guarding against this moment, heeding the signs of the stories.  Past children have melted when their fox is taken from them, when they allow themselves to grow too warm, when love creeps up unexpectedly.  All these milestones come and pass, yet Faina remains.

When the moment finally comes, it is just as the stories say.  One moment she is there, and the next all that remains is her blue coat and red snow-drop patterned scarf.  The tale is done. As someone who doubts they could ever see a story of their own through to the end, I appreciate and admire the foreshadowing and consistency Ivey has in crafting this tale.  We, the reader, know what will happen from the start, and though the author keeps her promise it is no less shocking. I do, however, think it would have had a greater impact without the epilogue--yet as someone who likes things to be neatly wrapped up in the end, I did appreciate it.

Now, however, I need to research that Russian fairy tale for myself, especially since it sounds like a perfect winter-time story for my kids--students and babysitting charges.

Keep Calm and Read On,
Becca

The Raven Boys

Hi Megan!

It's here! It's finally here!  After months of waiting, one of our mutually adored authors has finally published her latest books. And, like I warned you, Maggie Stiefvater's The Raven Boys is definitely my pick.

Image from the Ironwood Carnegie Library Website

First things first, I'd like to point out a bit of irony with the timing. I've been reading her book all week (September 30-October 5), which just so happens to be Banned Books Week.  And believe me when I say this book is definitely going to cause quite a stir and, depending on how popular it becomes, it may even end up on the 2012 top banned books list.  Because it's got some "questionable" material in it to be sure--lots of violence and witchcraft/occult subject matter.

For some reason, her incorporation of the occult world--from seemingly innocuous psychics to ritual sacrifice and what appear to be demonic summons--really threw me for a loop and, if I'm being completely honest, often made me feel uncomfortable. I've read books with bits and pieces of this subject mater before--Jonathan Stroud's Bartimaeus trilogy involves demonic summons, Cassandra Clare's multiple trilogies for young adults revolves around battles with demons and Nephilim--and those didn't throw me the way this book did.  I think the difference is this: all those other series, while they definitely exist in the realm of magic realism, the authors treat their "magic" as if it could only exist in the world of the book; never did I feel as if what happened within the pages of the book could someday happen in reality.

The beautiful cover art

Stiefvater, on the other hand, uses witchcraft and the occult not as if it's some "other" whose existence is wholly dependent on a fictional realm, but as if it's real.  Much of that credit, I'm sure, goes to the amount of research she had to have done for this book.  The rituals are very specific, and don't appear to be a simple figment of her imagination. While I wouldn't say the other authors I mentioned didn't do their research, Stiefvater used it in what I'll call a literal application. There is no "other."  The world of Henrietta exists on the same temporal plane as the reader, and everything that happens in this small town can and does happen in our world (or so it seems).  This takes quite a bit of powerful writing on Stiefvater's part, especially since I continued reading despite my discomfort, so props should be given to her for that. However, I certainly did not devour this book as I'm often apt to do, and I think it is because my unease made it impossible for me to become completely immersed in the story.

What I LOVED about this book, however, is her incorporation of historical figures and legends from the British Isles--in this case, Owain Glyndwr. I love it when authors play with stories that have been around for centuries, such as D.J. MacHale who took the title of Pendragon--the title used in recent literature to refer to the mysterious King Arthur of Britain--and re-imagined it into a young adult scifi/fantasy series.  However, the series I was most reminded of was The Dark is Rising Sequence, by Susan Cooper.  This is a classic YA fantasy series, which again re-imagines myths and legends born out of Wales. There's just something about those old stories that entrance me...but again, they don't leave me on edge the way The Raven Boys does. Hmm. Well, reading is supposed to make you uncomfortable, right?

Anyways, this post is far longer than it should be, so I'll stop here. Hopefully I can get my book up to you in time so you can get it signed! But, in the meantime, here's a picture of Maggie and me at the LA Times Festival of Books with my favorite work by this author, The Scorpio Races (which also uses cool myths!).

I look horrible! Ah!

Keep Calm and Read On,
Becca

PS~ My favorite quote from this book is also about the stars:

She recognized the strange happiness that came from loving something without knowing why you did, that strange happiness that was sometimes so big that it felt like sadness.  It was the way she felt when she looked at the stars.