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What I’ve Just Finished Reading

I wrapped up Oliver Goldsmith’s The Vicar of Wakefield, which has the distinction of being the first 18th century novel I’ve enjoyed. (No, wait, there was The Castle of Otranto.) Perhaps I am at last prepared to dive into The Mysteries of Udolpho and Evelina??

...On second thought maybe I should stick with the shorter 18th century novels for now. Both of those are Very Long.

I also finished Shirley Jackson’s The Road through the Wall, which means I’ve now read all the Shirley Jackson novels! (Oh no. Maybe I should have spread them out more?) The Road through the Wall was Jackson’s first novel, and tells the story of a neighborhood rather than following a small group of people, as most of her other books do. (I wished for both a cast list and a map of the neighborhood: there are so many characters that it’s hard to keep them all straight and their houses in the right place in my head.)

And I zoomed through Jenny Han’s Always and Forever, Lara Jean, which is an adorable and fitting end for the series. I particularly love the family relationships in this series - not just Lara Jean and her sisters (although I do love Lara Jean and her sisters!), but also her relationship with her dad, and her dad’s girlfriend, and the way the book negotiates both the difficulties and the pleasures of welcoming a new person into the family. As Lara Jean puts it:

“Families shrink and expand. All you can really do is be glad for it, glad for each other, for as long as you have each other.”

Spoilers )

What I’m Reading Now

Booth Tarkington’s Seventeen: A Tale of Youth and Summertime and the Baxter Family Especially William, a comic novel about a seventeen-year-old boy in the throes of first love. Tarkington is excellent at portraying the self-important aspects of adolescence - in fact, possibly just self-importance in general; there’s also a little dog with a Napoleon complex who routs a much larger mongrel through sheer force of self-belief.

I’ve also just started George Orwell’s Homage to Catalonia. Currently Orwell has just arrived at the trenches, where he has been issued a rifle so old that it probably can’t fire (he didn’t get one earlier because the Reds have so few rifles that they just keep the ones they have at the trenches and pass them off as new troops arrive), but that’s okay because the Fascist trenches are out of rifle range anyway. Mostly he is contending with the cold and the ever-present stench of excrement.

What I Plan to Read Next

I am repining because I am out of Lara Jean books. Jenny Han has written other books, I know, and perhaps I should give them a try, but the covers suggest they don’t have the same baking-in-your-pajamas aesthetic the Lara Jean books do, and that’s really what I want. But perhaps the covers are misleading? Or perhaps there are books by other authors with a similar aesthetic? Help me find them, DW friends!
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I had mixed feelings about the book To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before, possibly because I saw the movie first and the book is a somewhat different animal. But I persevered to the second, P.S. I Still Love You, which is a strategy that sometimes doesn’t pay off but in this case REALLY did; I really liked the second book and now I’m all invested in seeing the end of Lara Jean’s story.

spoilers )

I also feel that this book has more baking/crafting shenanigans than the first one, and I am HERE to read about other people’s baked goods and holiday rituals. You make those homemade Valentine’s, Lara Jean!
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What I’ve Just Finished Reading

Barbara Michaels' Someone in the House is probably the first book I’ve read with such a beguiling mix of cozy creepiness. What’s particularly impressive is that the coziness is not a mere veneer covering the true creepiness: the coziness and creepiness are both real, and intermingled, so it’s hard to tell when one begins and the other hands. spoilers )

I intended to pick up Susanna Kearsley’s The Shadowy Horses again (it got superseded earlier by Summer Reading), but then my ebook hold on P.S. I Still Love You came in and I figured I should prioritize that, as there are forty people on hold for it… And then I ended up blazing through it in two days, because all of a sudden I got really invested. Possibly it helped that I could no longer compare the book directly to the movie? Anyway, I ended up writing so much about P. S. I Still Love You that it's getting an entry of its own.

I also finished Mario Giordano's Auntie Poldi and the Sicilian Lions, which didn’t blow me away, but there are only two books in the series so far so I’m going to read the second anyway just in case. After all, look what happened with Lara Jean! I got real invested on the second book for that one!

What I’m Reading Now

I’ve been reading Alexandra Kropotkin’s The Best of Russian Cooking (originally published in 1947 as How to Cook and Eat in Russian, which may have been part of a series of cookbooks? There was a contemporary cookbook called How to Cook and Eat in Chinese), which is fascinating not so much for its comments about Russian cuisine (although those are interesting and informative) but because Alexandra Kropotkin clearly had a fascinating life.

I really wish that she had set aside the cookbook format and simply invented the food memoir. I want to hear more about the time that Clark Gable tried to teach her how to make pancakes! Not to mention the occasion of George Bernard Shaw’s complaint that “You Russians appear to live on cucumbers. What I can’t understand is how you seem to keep on loving them devotedly no matter how many you eat.”

(Kropotkin’s answer, which I feel on a spiritual level: cucumbers “grow without any laborious cultivating, which endears them to every Russian heart because Russians are passionately prejudiced in favor of any edible plant that doesn’t make them work to grow it.” Aren't we all!)

What I Plan to Read Next

More Barbara Michaels, I think. (I also intend to check out her mystery series under the pen name Elizabeth Peters, but after I’ve finished the second Auntie Poldi book. One can have too many mysteries going at one time.)
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What I’ve Just Finished Reading

[profile] skygiant’s review led me to read Margaret Kay’s A Woman of Worth, a western-themed romance novel. If you’re looking for a cutting deconstruction of the flaws of the Old West, this is not the book for you; but if you want a light romance with some mild to moderate peril and far from moderate pining (plus two fake engagements AND a surprise!marriage of convenience), this may be the book that you’re looking for.

I strongly suspect that there’s going to be a sequel, too. Kay just can’t leave the Belle/Sam storyline hanging like that, can she? (Calling it now: Belle thinks that Sam is indifferent to her crush, but actually he just thinks that he’s an Unworthy Profligate because sometimes he flirts with girls and he’s not quite as serious as his brother Will.)

I also finished Jenny Han’s To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before, which I didn’t like quite as much as the movie - it ends on a note of uncertainty, which is perhaps necessary for the first book in a three-book series, but I preferred the movie’s more conclusive ending. (But I’m still going to read the next book.)

And I read Judith Mayne’s Directed by Dorothy Arzner. There are moments when you can really feel that this book was published in 1994 - I feel that a book of film criticism published today could probably just get on with considering Arzner’s work in light of her butch lesbian style, but Mayne has to spend a lot of time defending that decision. However, there’s also a lot of good stuff here: I particularly enjoyed the discussions of Arzner’s films, especially Working Girl, which wasn’t released at the time and doesn’t appear to be available on DVD even today. A little internet searching suggests that it shows up at film festivals occasionally, though. So maybe someday!

What I’m Reading Now

I’m reading the second Mrs. Pollifax book, The Amazing Mrs. Pollifax, in which Mrs. Pollifax heads to Turkey to retrieve Magda Ferenci-Sabo, a Communist agent is actually an American agent who has been in deep cover since before World War II. Naturally they’ve hit it off like a house on fire. I really think Mrs. Pollifax’s superpower is the friendly interest she takes in everyone she meets.

Her new sidekick in this book, young Colin, clearly shares this power: he just stole a bike from a young Turkish college student home for the summer from Istanbul, and now they’ve teemed up to defeat the bad guys with a love-in. I kind of love how much Gilman loves young people - I feel like this is unusual in a book from the sixties and seventies, where The Youth often seem to be at best misguided and at worst totally alien and sinister.

What I Plan to Read Next

Reading the latest Charles Lenox novel has reawakened my lust for mystery novels: I’m casting about for a new series to start. Has anyone read Louise Penny?

I should take this opportunity to catch up on my other mystery series: Sam Eastland’s Inspector Pekkala novels in Stalinist Russia, and also the latest Benjamin January, Cold Bayou, although I’m a little concerned that I’ve lost the plot on that series. Last time I was catching up, we kept running into characters who I was clearly supposed to remember… and super did not.
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What I’ve Just Finished Reading

I finished George Gissing's The Odd Women, but my remarks about it got so long that I'm making them a separate post.

I also read Muriel Spark's The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie (it's actually quite short, which surprised me), and I'm not sure how I feel about it. Miss Jean Brodie is a teacher of unorthodox methods at a girls' school in 1930s Edinburgh, who often tells her pupils to get out their history books just in case someone comes in and then regales them with stories of her youthful love affairs or her latest vacation to Italy, where she so admired the blackshirts.

She gathers around her six pupils who are her "set" - she invites them to teas and museum and the theater and so forth. But in the end, one of her own girls betrays her to the headmistress, at last giving her the ammunition that she has long desired to fire this troublesome teacher.

Spoilers )

But I did think the book was awfully well-written - particularly the way that the girls talk about sex when they're eleven and twelve, when they've developed an intense theoretical interest/repulsion about sex. The girls are at once at once fascinated and repelled by the idea that Miss Brodie has a love life, that she might, you know, be doing it. With our art teacher! Gross! But also romantic!

I feel that this is not uncommon, and it's also something you rarely see reflected in books.

What I’m Reading Now

Jenny Han's To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before starts slowly - I've noticed this in other stories about fake dating, they often lurch a little as they get off the ground because the premise is sort of inherently unlikely - but Lara Jean and Peter Kavinsky are now safely fake-dating and the story is picking up speed.

And I've begun Henry James The Bostonians, but two chapters in I can already feel ennui descending upon me. We'll see if I get through it.

What I Plan to Read Next

I have Moderata Fonte's Floridoro, a chivalric romance poem written by an Italian woman in the 1500s. One way or another I feel this has to be pretty interesting.

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