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Cue up the Sister Act 2 Oh, Happy Day video, it’s time to celebrate! Or, it will be on May 8, when new books from John Irving (the original #pantyworthy author) AND Toni Morrison hit the shelves. I’ll be taking the day off to observe what is essentially a literary holiday (employers: consider yourselves warned), but I couldn’t wait to start talking about the Irving, In One Person.
When the galley arrived last week, I entertained the thought of waiting until closer to the release date to read it for approximately 3.8 seconds. But who am I kidding? I love John Irving, and after the disappointing embarrassment of Until I Find You and the almost-there-but-not-quite Last Night In Twisted River, I needed to be sure we weren’t looking at a “three strikes, you’re out” situation. I don’t like to break up with authors, but I’d rather quit while I’m ahead and can preserve the good memories than force myself to continue reading them after the magic is gone. Good news, ladies and gents: the magic is not gone.
In One Person is about Billy Abbott, a bisexual man who grew up on the campus of an all-boys boarding school in the late 50s and early 60s and discovered at a young age his tendency to have crushes on “the wrong people.” The narrative follows him into an adulthood marked by loneliness (straight women don’t trust him; gay men suspect him of being a fraud) and loss (in true Irving style, Billy’s father is absent and his mother dies tragically) and through the horrors of the AIDS crisis of the early 1980s. Many of the Irving hallmarks are present–wrestling, chief among them–and they fit naturally into the story (as opposed to the shoehorn-them-all-into-one-scene-ness of Twisted River). Notably, the only bears are of the hirsute gay male variety. However, adults making questionable decisions abound! And no one loses a limb!
Just as The Cider House Rules is Irving’s abortion book, In One Person is his sexual diversity book. Characters do not hesitate to express their distaste for rigidly conventional people–admittedly, the proportion of characters who are sexually unconventional is far from realistic, but that’s what Irving does, right, quirks writ large? And he has a point–everyone has *some* taboo desire, however repressed–and the sooner we acknowledge that and accept each other, the better off we’ll be. Irving avoids most of the pitfalls that make politically motivated fiction so often problematic, though In One Person has a distinct “preaching to the choir” feel at times. Will he change minds with this book? Maybe. Is the book a wash if he doesn’t? Not at all. With In One Person, Irving presents an affecting story with timeless themes about a very specific time in American culture. It’s what he does best, and I, for one, am glad he’s back.
My friend and trusted font of book recommendations Josh Christie mentioned this title on the Bookrageous podcast a couple weeks ago and said, “It’s changing the way I read.” And that was all I needed to hear. I mean, we read books that change the way we think all the time, but how often do we read something that changes the way we READ? I had to get my hands on it.
Relentless pursuer of excellent reading material that I am, I obtained a galley and devoured The Lifespan of a Fact whole. Here’s the quick and dirty: author John D’Agata was hired in 2003 to write an essay about a teenager’s suicide jump from the Stratosphere in Las Vegas. It was rejected from the magazine that originally commissioned it due to factual inaccuracies, but The Believer picked it up. And they assigned then-intern Jim Fingal to fact check it.
Sounds straight-forward, right? But here’s the thing: an essay is not a piece of journalistic reportage. An essay, as D’Agata reminds Fingal throughout the text, is an attempt. An attempt to tell the truth. To reveal something about humanity. To get at an idea or event in a way that straight non-fiction cannot. It’s the old Tim O’Brien “story truth vs. happening truth” polemic. And yes, for the sake of this conversation, an essay is a story more than it is a factual account. Read more
The circus pops up unannounced, black-and-white striped tents filled with the kinds of things that under normal circumstances you can only see in your dreams. A maze made of clouds, wherein you can jump from the very highest without fear of falling. A garden made of ice. A carousel on which the carved animals appear to breathe and blink. A room filled with bottles that contain full sensory experiences built of memories and desires.
Le Cirque des Rêves opens at nightfall and closes at dawn, and that is not the only thing that makes this circus a horse of a different color. Behind the scenes, two young magicians, Celia and Marco, are competing in a battle they’ve been training for their whole lives. With the dream-filled circus as the setting for a showdown orchestrated by their mentors, Celia and Marco can’t help but fall for each other, which makes their discovery that this is a competition only one of them can survive all the more complicated.
Erin Morgenstern has written a terrific book and created a beautiful and fully-realized world—one it’s easy to lose yourself in—between its covers. Put a pretty red circle around September 13 and plan your visit to Le Cirque des Rêves.
During last week’s Book Expo America, I stopped by the Unbridled Books booth to profess my love for the awesomeness that was their spring list and to see what they have coming up for the fall. I walked away with a little brown bag (yes, THAT kind of little brown bag) containing The Mistress Contract, due out in October from anonymous authors. Why anonymous? You’re about to find out.
A memoir, The Mistress Contract begins with the agreement a woman signed with her wealthy lover in 1981. Created at the woman’s suggestion, the contract states that she will provide her lover with housekeeping and sexual services, and in return, he will provide a separate home for her and cover her expenses. What follows are transcripts from conversations the couple recorded privately over the next twenty years (they are in their 70s and still together today) in which they discuss their relationship and the sexual and power dynamics that defined it. Read more
Holy book releases, Batman! The spring reading season began pretty much as soon as the holidays ended, and I don’t feel like I’ve quite gotten my footing for the 2011 reading year, and there are a floppity jillion books I can’t wait to read. Here are a handful to look forward to in March.
Mireya Mayor had me with the subtitle, “My Journey from NFL Cheerleader to National Geographic Explorer.” I’m intrigued by the prospect of journeying between such extremes, and I’m curious about not only HOW Mayor went from cheerleader to explorer but WHY. I’ve been following her on Twitter for some time now, and the conversations about her “pink boots” moments have always left me wanting to know more. I’m excited to get the whole story in just a few weeks.
Perhaps my adventures in genre this year should involve examining, unpacking, and recasting my ideas about the genres I already read?
I first heard about The Tiger’s Wife at the NAIBA conference last fall, when the inimitable Ruth Liebmann (whom you might know as @yrstrulyREL) introduced me to Tea Obreht with the assurance that I was going to love her book. I have Ruth to thank for my copy of A Visit to the Goon Squad, and I’ve come to a point where I don’t ask too many questions when she swears a book is fabulous (or that it will be “draped in panties”). I’ve heard nothing but raves about this book so far, and I look forward to reading it for myself in the next couple weeks. Read more