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Oh, what a week it’s been! I can only imagine how exciting this post would be if I had attended BEA this week, but I’ll try to keep it interesting nonetheless. I kicked off the week by surprising hubby with a quick trip to DC for his birthday. We both took Tuesday off as well, and I can’t say I was too happy about returning to the real world on Wednesday, but it was pretty wonderful to only have a three-day workweek.
This week, I read and reviewed The Little Book by Selden Edwards and Lost Boy by Brent W. Jeffs. I’ve also finished The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian by Sherman Alexie, which is my last book for the Book Awards Challenge, and I’ll be reviewing it later today.
Other highlights of the week:
I lost my book club virginity!
And many of you shared great suggestions from your own experiences with book clubs. My group, comprised of me, a high school English teacher, a high school librarian, an author, and three other avid readers, chose The Help for our first discussion, and I couldn’t have been happier with that decision. I loved the book when I read it a few months ago, and it was well-received by the group as well. A few interesting things that came up in our conversation:
In addition to examining relationships between women of different races, Stockett really nailed the dynamics that can occur between women friends and the fear that even adult wome have about crossing the “queen bees” of their group.
We found it interesting that though Minnie certainly understood the way Hilly’s group of friends worked, she never took it upon herself to try to help Celia navigate an entree into the group, but she did sit with her and provide comfort during her miscarriage.
Many of us felt that we didn’t like Skeeter as much as it seemed Stockett wanted us to. She occasionally came off as entitled and a bit whiny, and we questioned her motives for wanting to help Aibileen and Minnie and the members of their community tell their stories.
We had mixed reactions to Skeeter giving the women money to tell their stories. We agreed that it was right for her to share the proceeds from the book with them, but the fact that she paid some of them to motivate them to tell their stories made some of us uncomfortable, but it made others feel better about the situation as it indicated that she wasn’t just using the women.
Along the same lines, we wondered if it shouldn’t have taken longer for the women to warm up to Skeeter and the idea of taking such a large risk for a person they hardly knew.
We all agreed that part of Stockett’s brilliance was that she made all of her characters three-dimensional and flawed. We couldn’t totally love or hate any of them, even Hilly, who treated others horribly but was very good with her children.
Our next selection is The Gargoyle, which I am so excited to discuss with this great group of women. It’s been almost a year since I read it, so I’m also looking forward to a re-read and seeing what I pick up on the second time around that I missed initially.
BEAtwittyparty was a raging success!
Marked primarily by the fact that I, at one point, got kicked off Twitter for exceeding the hourly limit, whatever that may be. I think there were close to 100 of us participating, and I could barely keep up with the conversation. Okay, I couldn’t keep up with most of it, but it was crazy fun to see everyone chatting, and I gave away a ton of books.
Ti won a copy of Bought by Anna David, Laura won House and Home by Kathleen McCleary, and Heather, Mary, Meghan, and Melissa each won a copy of Belong to Me by Marisa de los Santos.
Thanks again to everyone who participated, ran giveaways, and donated prizes. I hope to attend BEA next year and meet you all in person!
And now, for Sunday
I think I’ve finally recovered from my Twitter hangover and from a busy night at the Relay for Life yesterday, so I’ll be spending the day with my fun weekend read, Nancy Bachrach’s The Center of the Universe,watching some of The X Files, season 2 on DVD with hubby, and generally doing as little as possible.
I received this book from the LibraryThing Early Reviewers program.
Recently published May 19, 2009 by Broadway Books (a division of Random House)
Brent W. Jeffs grew up with several mothers, dozens of siblings, and hundreds of cousins. He lived in a compound, followed strict rules about clothing, behavior, and religious practice that most of us would find very strange, and he lived in fear of upsetting his father, who suffered from PTSD, and of making a mistake that would cost him his salvation. Jeffs was raised in the Fundamentalist Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints (FLDS), a polygamous Mormon sect, and Lost Boy is his memoir of growing up, getting out, and seeking justice for the abuses he suffered at the hands of the FLDS and its corrupt leaders.
One in a rash of FLDS-related memoirs to come out in the last few years, Lost Boy is the first I know of that presents a man’s perspective and experience. Jeffs is quick to note that while many outsiders may think men love the idea of having multiple wives and the implied sexual variety polygamy would provide, the reality of day-to-day life in a polygamous family is anything but dreamy.
Polygamy and its power structure continuously produce a constat, exhausting struggle for attention and resources.
Wives and children compete against each other for their husband and father’s love and attention, and husbands and fathers feel torn and overwhelmed by the lives that depend on them and all the needs they are required to meet. The FLDS purports to value and protect young girls and uses the prospect of adding a beautiful young woman to one’s family to motivate and manipulate men to do as they are told. But women are valued only for their ability to give birth and raise children, a problem Jeffs sees as equating women with animals to be “used up” and “worn out,” then put out to pasture and replaced by younger, fresher women as they age. In the FLDS, women are commodities to be traded, and the boys and men who get in the way or who create too much competition for wives are pushed out and become “lost boys.”
Lost boys, who, like the rest of the FLDS community, have been kept ignorant of the way the world works, stumble out from the protection of their compound into a society they have been taught to fear and which they do not understand. A shocking percentage of them turn to drugs and alcohol as a way to fit in and to numb the pain of being cut off from their families, and Jeffs’s experience is no exception. In Lost Boy, Jeffs reveals that he believes the environment of need, desperation, and depression created by the FLDS’s practice of polygamy has led to rampant child abuse and that the ambitious and corrupt leaders, chief among them Brent’s uncle Warren Jeffs, isolate and manipulate members of the community to satisfy and justify their own perverse desires.
Jeffs should know. He and several other young boys (including at least one of his brothers) were raped repeatedly by Warren Jeffs when they were just five and six years old. Jeffs does not remember this abuse clearly until his mid-twenties, but he recalls consistently feeling emotionally distanced and dissociated from his life, particularly when Warren was around, and he blames Warren Jeffs and the FLDS for the suicides of two of his older brothers.
If you’ve done any other reading about the FLDS, little of the information in Lost Boy will be new to you, but I think you’ll find it very interesting to hear about FLDS life from a male perspective. Jeffs also turns a critical eye to the structure of the church and exactly how it has succeeded in controlling its members lives and keeping them invested in their beliefs despite the hardships they experience on a daily basis, and I found those sections rather insightful.
By isolating their members from the rest of the world, making them feel special and elite for being among the few who have found the one true religion, and keeping them in constant fear of losing their salvation, FLDS leaders managed, for quite a while, to control people and have them think it was all for their own good. Obedience and conformity were rewarded, and families were encouraged to kick out and disown those who did not comply.
Our religion was completely based on faith in authority. Asking for reasons was disobedient and ungodly and questioning was simply not accepted.
The writing in Lost Boy is nothing special. Jeffs is very conversational, occasionally too much so, but this isn’t a book you read for the quality of the writing. Lost Boy gives us a look into this fascinating and disturbing religious community from a man’s perspective, and it highlights the memories and events that led to Warren Jeff’s rise to power, increasingly restrictive rules, and eventual arrest and prosecution. It is a quick and interesting read that I would recommend to anyone with an interest in comparative religion, religious sects, and polygamous communities, or who wants to learn more about the events that took place at the Texas Yearning for Zion Ranch last year and were featured prominently in the news. 3.75 out of 5.
Brent W. Jeffs attributes his recovery from his FLDS experiences and his success in seeking justice against Warren Jeffs to help and support he received from The Diversity Foundation. This group works with lost boys of the FLDS to help them adapt healthily into mainstream society and to recover from drug and alcohol addictions they’ve acquired along the way.
If you’ve read and enjoyed Lost Boy or other books about the FLDS, you don’t want to miss Jon Krakuer’s Under the Banner of Heaven.
when Twitter tells you you’ve exceeded the limit and have to wait a few minutes before coming back.
I’m so thrilled with the turnout for the party, and I hope that all who attended had a great, if crazy and impossible to follow, time. I felt a bit like a hostess who didn’t have enough time to greet each of my guests, so if I missed you last night, thanks for playing along.
If you won something during the party, hell, you might not even know it because the chat was moving so fast. I’ll post winners here tomorrow, so keep an eye out. And if you did receive a notification from me, please DM me your address on Twitter, or use the contact page here.
The BEA Twitty Party is rapidly approaching, and I figured it was about time to start talking about some of the goodies that will be up for grab during the party tonight from 8-10pm Eastern. Follow along using the #BEAtwittyparty hashtag on Twitter, or use this list of participants to follow any or all if that works better for you.
Winners of the fabulous prizes listed below will be chosen randomly from the official list of participants throughout the party, so if you have not signed up, go do it now!
The Jackpot
3 lucky winners will each receive this collection of books, donated by the awesome (and generous!) Kate from Folio Literary Management.
The Triple Play
1 happy tweep will win this trio of books from HarperCollins:
Two for the Road
2 winners will receive this pair of memoirs donated by Folio Literary Management.
One is the Loneliest Number
But one free book is better than nothing, so I’m giving away one copy of this book, donated by author Kathleen McCleary.
And one copy of this one from HarperCollins.
What About the Kids?
The folks at Tundra Books didn’t want kids (or parents) to be left out of the action, so they’ve donated five sets of these:
Around the Blogosphere
Several other bloggers are also running giveaways during the Twitty Party. Be sure to visit these fine folks:
Natasha from Maw Books will be giving away a copy of The Bright Side of Disaster and The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time, along with a surprise goodie from BEA! Keep your eyes peeled for a post from her right around 8pm Eastern this evening.
Jen at Devourer of Books is hosting No BEA? Books Anyway! and wants to know about the new books you buy this weekend.
If I missed anyone, please let me know (use the contact form above, since I’ve closed comments on this post), and don’t forget to visit Laurie Halse Anderson for her BEA Pout-A-Thon!
Comments are closed on this post. You must be included on the official list of participants by 8pm Eastern today to be eligible for giveaways. Sign up here.
Tonight’s the big night, and since Judy Blume didn’t write a novel about this kind of “first time,” I need some advice from you more experienced book club members.
How being in a book group has eluded me my entire adult life is beyond me. I’ve always had close girlfriends who love to read and with whom I’ve shared many great books and bookish conversations, and lord knows I do A LOT of standing around talking about books at work, but I’ve never made it official. When I moved to Richmond a few years ago, I ended up far away from those close girlfriends, and in the time I’ve been here, I’ve been fortunate to have met several smart, interesting, funny, and well-read women who share my bilbiophilia.
Tonight, I’ll have seven or eight of them (plus a few friends-of-friends I haven’t met yet) all in one place, and I know it’s going to be awesome.
Plus, we’re discussing The Help and having pie as our tie-in snack (perfect, right?), so it can’t be anything but wonderful.
But I’ve heard so many stories of book clubs gone bad—and a few of my group’s members are seceding from a different club—that I just have to ask for suggestions. What advice would you give to a book club newbie? How was your first time, and what would you differently?
What works really well that you wish you’d known sooner? What do you wish you hadn’t done?
How do you select your books? Which ones should we definitely not miss, and which should we skip? Are there books that were great when you read them alone but then fell flat during a group conversation? I want to know it all.
Am I missing anything? Do I look okay? Are you sure the answer to this isn’t hidden somewhere in Forever?