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What I’ve Just Finished Reading

I finished the last Edward Eager book! WHAT WILL I DO WITHOUT MORE EDWARD EAGER TO LOOK FORWARD TO? Read E. Nesbit, probably, which is what Edward Eager would have wanted anyway.

But still it’s rather sad, because he died of lung cancer not long after finishing his final book, and from hints dropped in the book itself I think he was planning a crossover between Seven-Day Magic (in which five children borrow a magic book from the library, which among other things sends them on an crossover with Eager’s Half Magic) and Magic or Not?, my very favorite of Eager book, in which it is not clear… whether there is magic occuring or not. But in a way that is totally mysterious and charming, not the annoying way where the reader can definitely tell that it is magic (or isn’t magic) and the protagonists are just confused.

In particular, Laura from Magic or Not? deserves an unambiguously magical adventure and it’s just sad Eager’s death prevented it, and also prevented him from continuing to develop as a writer, because he’s one of those writers where there’s a definite arc of improvement as he continues and… oh well. Don’t smoke, kids! It might cut your writing career short at the worst possible moment!

I also read Adeline Dutton Train Whitney’s We Girls, which was so popular in the nineteenth century that Susan Coolidge mentions it in one of her books as a novel that the heroine is particular pleased to receive… But I must confess that I found it strangely hard to follow. I’m pretty sure it’s the sequel to something and the author expected me to have a prior familiarity with many of the characters, which probably didn’t help.

What I’m Reading Now

I picked up Sheila Turnage’s Three Times Lucky without much interest, solely because it’s on my Newbery Honor list… but actually I’m really enjoying it! It’s nice when it works out like that. It’s a mystery set in the small town of Tupelo Landing in North Carolina, starring a girl named Moses because the river washed her into town during a hurricane when she was a baby, and Mo and her friend Dale want to solve the mystery of her parentage and also a MURDER.

For the same project, I also got Stephanie Tolan’s Surviving the Applewhites, but it’s about a juvenile delinquent and I can’t bear juvenile delinquents (this is why I didn’t read this book during my big Stephanie Tolan kick when I was in junior high) so I’ve stalled a couple of chapters in.

I’m also reading Annie Dillard’s Pilgrim at Tinker Creek, but verrrrry slowly, just a few pages a night. I like to think I’m being meditative about it but really I just can’t read very much nature writing at one go.

What I Plan to Read Next

THE LIBRARY FINALLY BROUGHT ME CLOUDS OF WITNESS. I was saving it with the idea that I should read it as a reward when I finish writing Iced Coffee Dreams - I’m only a chapter and a half from the end! But I have no idea how to fix one of those chapters! - so I may give into temptation and read it right away instead.
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What I've Just Finished Reading

Edward Eager's Magic or Not?. I was on the fence about the first two Eager books I read, but this one totally charmed me; it's one of my favorite fantasy subgenres, where it's unclear if there really is magic going on or just a whole lot of imagination - but just a little more evidence on the side of magic than against it. (Zilpha Keatley Snyder's The Headless Cupid also falls in this category.)

What I'm Reading Now

I've been reading Carl Safina's Beyond Words: What Animals Think and Feel, which I've really been enjoying. Safina doesn't just talk in the abstract about animal cognition: he observes animals in their natural habitat and social context and tells us their stories, and it gives his book an almost novelistic feeling. The first section is about elephants - I love elephants! - and now I'm in the part about wolves, and there's a wolf pack that is in the process of splitting apart and it's full of epic drama.

Like seriously, this stuff would make an amazing novel. Although I think a novelist might almost inevitably end up making the wolves seem like furry four-legged humans? So perhaps it's just as well that it's nonfiction.

I've also started Stefan Zweig's Beware of Pity, my first book for the 2017 Reading Challenge ("a book in translation"). So far, our narrator has been invited to a party at an important local landowner's house, where he committed the faux pas of forgetting to ask the daughter of the house to dance - only to discover, when he tried to correct his mistake, that the daughter of the house has been crippled by an as-yet-undisclosed accident (I'm betting riding accident) and can't dance. She bursts into heart-rending sobs when he asks.

What I Plan to Read Next

I'm almost done with The Count of Monte Cristo! So I've been looking for a new book to read at bedtime, and I have decided it's time to treat myself to the Ivy + Bean series.
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What I’ve Just Finished Reading

Nothing very recently; it’s been a busy week. Nothing since Edward Eager’s Knight’s Castle, when a group of kids magically visit Ivanhoe (and one of them unwisely explains the whole plot of the book to the villains, who promptly change their plans and spin the story off in strange directions).

I thought Knight’s Castle was a bit unfair to Rowena - she is not stunningly written in Ivanhoe, but she does have the virtue of constancy - but otherwise it’s a hoot. Clearly I’ll have to read more of Eager’s books.

What I’m Reading Now

Sarah Addison Allen’s Lost Lake. Allen’s books are a bit of a guilty pleasure, because I wouldn’t exactly call them good, but I like their sense of atmosphere and keep reading them as soon as the copies hit the library.

Evan S. Connell’s Son of the Morning Star: Custer and the Little Bighorn, because [livejournal.com profile] truepenny gave it a good review, and her nonfiction reviews are dependably incisive and insightful. (She has a masterlist of book reviews here, which is useful.)

I’m reading Son of the Morning Star in bits, because everyone keeps behaving badly (as one might expect) and there is only so much human cruelty and folly I can take at one sitting. But it’s very interesting: I didn’t know much about Little Bighorn or about the 19th century US military or about the Sioux or the Cheyenne or the various other tribes he references, so I’m learning a lot.

G. K. Chesterton’s The Man Who was Thursday. I strongly suspect possible spoilers ), but we’ll see. It’s an interestingly trippy read.

What I’ve Reading Next

Barbara Hambly’s A Free Man of Color, the first of her series of mysteries set in 1830s New Orleans with a detective who is, in fact, a free man of color. I’ve seen multiple recs for this series, so I’m hoping it will be good.
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What I’ve Just Finished Reading

Lynne Rae Perkins’ Criss Cross, a meandering series of vignettes about a loose group of friends growing up in the sixties. It’s pleasant, but I can’t help thinking that it won the Newbery Medal partly because the committee felt overcome with nostalgia as they read. “That’s exactly what it was like growing up in the sixties!” I imagine them saying, their eyes misty as they recall their youthful days. “Exactly what it was like!”

What I’m Reading Now

Paula McLain’s The Paris Wife, a novel about Hemingway’s first wife, which is good but, as you might expect in a book about two depressed people, quite depressing. I put it down every few chapters and test myself to make sure it isn’t infecting me. “True or false," I say. "The world is a terrible place full of sad, lonely people, who will always be sad and lonely because human connection is a myth.”

When I start answering “TRUE, SO TRUE,” then I know that the book is getting to me and I’ve read enough for the day.

And then I listen to Edward Eager’s Half Magic, which is quite soothing. I haven’t actually read E. Nesbit, but given that Eager’s book kicks off with the children reading Nesbit and pining for Nesbittean adventures, I’m pretty sure what he’s going for is “E. Nesbit, American style.”

What I’m Reading Next

It was going to be Avi’s Crispin: The Cross of Lead, which is the last of the Newbery books. But the library copy is missing its final disk, so not so much with that. I could always listen to some E. Nesbit...

My friend Micky suggested A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, which I’ve heard is rather grim. But it can’t be too bad, surely, if Micky likes it; she’s the one who introduced me to Alcott and the original Winnie the Pooh. Has anyone read it? Thoughts on its grimness quotient?

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