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<title>May 2010</title>
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<summary type="text/plain">I am staring at a vast pile of books that I&apos;ve read these past two months. Truly insane quantities. The Possessed: Adventures With Russian Books and the People Who Read Them by Elif Batuman Many of these essays are truly...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>I am staring at a vast pile of books that I've read these past two months. Truly insane quantities.</p>

<p><em>The Possessed: Adventures With Russian Books and the People Who Read Them </em> by <strong>Elif Batuman</strong> <br />
Many of these essays are truly delightful, funny and bright. A couple, however, were clearly sort of phoned in.</p>

<p><em>Border Crossing</em> by <strong>Pat Barker</strong> <br />
I could read nothing but Pat Barker to the end of my days. I mean, not really. But you know what I mean. </p>

<p><em>Orange is the New Black</em> by <strong>Piper Kerman</strong><br />
 A wonderful memoir about women saving each other's sanity and helping each other survive.</p>

<p><em>The Regeneration Trilogy</em> by <strong>Pat Barker</strong><br />
 The best. Ever. </p>

<p><em>Another World</em> by <strong>Pat Barker</strong><br />
Not my favorite of her books, but still pretty awesome.</p>

<p><em>Freedom</em> by <strong>Jonathan Franzen</strong> <br />
This is a huge book and I read it in a single day. So that tells you how great I thought it was.</p>

<p><em>Juliet Naked</em> by <strong>Nick Hornby</strong> <br />
Delightful.</p>

<p><em>In the White Hotel</em> by <strong>D.M. Thomas</strong><br />
The Babi Yar scene puts today's callow young Holocaust novelists to shame. </p>

<p><em>The Bedwetter</em> by <strong>Sarah Silverman</strong><br />
She's funny. But what works on stage works less well on the page.</p>

<p><em>Every Last One</em> by <strong>Anna Quindlen</strong><br />
I bought this for a plane ride and ended up crying like a freak.</p>

<p><em>Happy Now</em> by <strong>Katherine Shonk</strong><br />
Quiet but moving.</p>

<p><em>The Girl Who Played With Fire</em> by <strong>Stieg Larsson</strong><br />
OK, am I the only person in the universe who has noticed that the writing in this book is appalling? I mean, truly truly appalling. And it's all creepy S&M shit. </p>

<p><em>The Husbands and Wives</em> by <strong>Laurie Abraham</strong><br />
Other people's bad marriages are like car accidents. You can't help but stare but it makes you feel bad.</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>March 2010</title>
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<issued>2010-03-03T05:08:20Z</issued>
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<summary type="text/plain">Good God, it&apos;s been so long. I feel TERRIBLE. What has my problem been? I&apos;ve been reading, but I haven&apos;t been logging. Probably because we&apos;ve been traveling all over the place. We&apos;ve been traveling so much, in fact, that I&apos;ve...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>Good God, it's been so long. I feel TERRIBLE. What has my problem been? I've been reading, but I haven't been logging. Probably because we've been traveling all over the place. We've been traveling so much, in fact, that I've left books all over the place. I fear I won't be able to log everything.  </p>

<p><em>Three Junes</em> by <strong>Julia Glass</strong> This was a reread, because I'm trying to figure out what makes really good three-part novels tick. It's a terrific novel. You should read it if you hadn't.</p>

<p><em>The County of Birches</em> by <strong>Judith Kalman</strong> This is a short story by a Canadian-Hungarian writer. If you're Canadian or Hungarian, or if you're writing a novel like mine, by all means read it. </p>

<p><em>The Man in the Wooden Hat</em> by <strong>Jane Gardam</strong> A perfect specimen of one of my favorite genres of English novels.</p>

<p><em>The Hours</em> by <strong>Michael Cunningham</strong> Again, another three-part novel. Equally marvelous. </p>

<p><em>Kingdom of Shadows</em> by <strong>Alan Furst</strong> I love a good spy novel, and this one is about a Hungarian.</p>

<p><em>In Other Rooms Other Wonders</em> by <strong>Daniyal Mueenuddin</strong> This is a marvelous first story collection.</p>

<p><em>Too Much Happiness</em> by <strong>Alice Munro</strong>I love Alice Munro. She's so quiet, and so incisive.</p>

<p><em>One Must Also Be Hungarian</em> by <strong>Adam Biro</strong><br />
This book is sort of impossible to understand. I feel like I have to reread.</p>

<p><em>Morning, Noon & Night</em> by <strong>Spalding Gray</strong><br />
There's something just a little bit depressing about how privileged he is and how unhappy. </p>

<p><em>The Innocent</em> by <strong>Ian McEwan</strong><br />
Oh LORD this book is KILLER.</p>

<p><em>Nazi Women</em> by <strong>Cate Haste</strong><br />
As bad as the men.</p>

<p><em>The English Patient</em> by <strong>Michael Ondaatje</strong><br />
This is really the most perfect novel ever. </p>

<p><em>The Pursuit of Love</em> by <strong>Nancy Mitford</strong><br />
Very silly but fun.</p>

<p><em>Of the Farm</em> by <strong>John Updike</strong>A fine little novel. Maybe my favorite of his.</p>

<p><em>Life Among the Savages</em> by <strong>Shirley Jackson</strong><br />
 A pure delight. <br />
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<em>Wolf Hall</em> by <strong>Hilary Mantel</strong><br />
Oh lord was this ever FUN.</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>November 2009</title>
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<issued>2009-11-28T20:23:59Z</issued>
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<created>2009-11-28T20:23:59Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">I&apos;ve been reading a ton lately. Mostly because I&apos;m judging a contest and doing research for a novel, but also because I can&apos;t seem to decide what to do next. I&apos;m in HBO limbo, I&apos;m in nonfiction limbo. Hard to...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>I've been reading a ton lately. Mostly because I'm judging a contest and doing research for a novel, but also because I can't seem to decide what to do next. I'm in HBO limbo, I'm in nonfiction limbo. Hard to figure out which direction to turn.</p>

<p><em>Homer & Langley</em> by <strong>E.L. Doctorow</strong> A very good novel, if not his best.</p>

<p><em>Big Machine</em> by <strong>Victor La Valle</strong> Magnificently original. </p>

<p><em>The Man in the Wooden Hat</em> by <strong>Jane Gardam</strong> A perfect specimen of one of my favorite genres of English novels.</p>

<p><em>The Sky Below</em> by <strong>Stacey D'Erasmo</strong> I was very grateful to discover this author. </p>

<p><em>Auschwitz and After</em> by <strong>Charlotte Delbo</strong> Very difficult to read. Haunting.</p>

<p><em>The Informer</em> by <strong>Juan Gabriel Vásquez</strong> Got off to a terrific start. Then petered out -- for me, that is.</p>

<p><em>The Confessions of Edward Day</em> by <strong>Valerie Martin</strong>If you're interested in the theater, you'll enjoy this book.</p>

<p><em>Changing My Mind: Occasional Essays</em> by <strong>Zadie Smith</strong><br />
She's so smart it's scary. She's also charming as well. This essays are magnificent.</p>

<p><em>Vanessa & Virginia</em> by <strong>Susan Sellers</strong><br />
As I am Bloomsbury obsessed, I quite enjoyed this.</p>

<p><em>Ordinary Men</em> by <strong>Christopher R. Browning</strong><br />
I'm not sure how 'ordinary' they were. Or, rather, I think there is something different, or was something different, about ordinary Germans. But then again, they don't have an exclusive on bigotry and murderousness, do they?</p>

<p><em>Nazi Women</em> by <strong>Cate Haste</strong><br />
As bad as the men.</p>

<p><em>Blame</em> by <strong>Michelle Hunevan</strong><br />
Great novel!</p>

<p><em>The Children's Book</em> by <strong>A.S. Byatt</strong><br />
I love love loved this novel.</p>

<p><em>Into That Darkness</em> by <strong>Gitta Sereny</strong><br />
I honestly think every single person in the world should be forced to read this.</p>

<p><em>The Zookeeper's Wife</em> by <strong>Diane Ackerman</strong><br />
If you believe this novel, the vast majority of Poles were busy saving Jews. Well, since 90% (YES! THAT MANY) of Polish Jews were exterminated, and since the very few who survived tell us that the vast majority of Poles not only did nothing but applauded the death of the Jews among them, it's hard not to feel like much of this novel is horse-shit. I understand the impulse to glorify the few righteous Gentiles, but the whole point is that there were VERY few of them. That's why they were so amazing. Brave beyond all measure. Anyway, I'm sure this book made a lot of people feel good. <br />
 <br />
<em>An Elegy for Easterly</em> by <strong>Petina Gappah</strong><br />
I seem to never get enough of African fiction nowadays.</p>

<p><em>This Way for the Gas, Ladies and Gentlemen</em> by <strong>Tadeusz Borowski</strong> You want to know what it was really like to be a Pole during the Holocaust? Read this.</p>

<p><em>The Ask</em> by <strong>Sam Lipsyte</strong><br />
Super super fun novel. </p>

<p><em>What the Dog Saw and Other Adventures</em> by <strong>Malcolm Gladwell</strong><br />
I always enjoy reading him.</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>October 2009</title>
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<modified>2009-11-28T20:23:46Z</modified>
<issued>2009-10-09T03:46:39Z</issued>
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<created>2009-10-09T03:46:39Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">Oh God. Have I really left it this long? I don&apos;t even think I still own half the books I read this summer. How the HELL am I going to reconstruct this? Oh well. I&apos;ll give it the old college...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>Oh God. Have I really left it this long? I don't even think I still own half the books I read this summer. How the HELL am I going to reconstruct this? </p>

<p>Oh well. I'll give it the old college try. You'll notice a lot of Holocaust-related novels this time. Research for a novel I may or may not write.</p>

<p><em>Girl Factory</em> by <strong>Jim Krusoe</strong>. <br />
Interesting, weird, pretty great. </p>

<p><em>The Enthusiast</em> by <strong>Charlie Haas</strong><br />
Delightful. A veritable "romp."</p>

<p><em>Wanting</em> by <strong>Richard Flanagan</strong><br />
Great novel about Charles Dickens.</p>

<p><em>Perfect Circle</em> by <strong>Sean Stewart</strong><br />
I kind of loved this, although at the very end I started to worry. He pulled it out, though. </p>

<p><em>The Children's Day</em> by <strong>Michael Heyns</strong><br />
This is a terrific, terrific book. </p>

<p><em>Survival in Auschwitz</em> by <strong>Primo Levi</strong><br />
If you haven't read this you should be ashamed of yourself.</p>

<p><em>Committed</em> by <strong>Elizabeth Gilbert</strong><br />
Oh GOD I wish I'd written this book. The perfect next step. But no, it had to Liz! Well, she did it better than I ever could.</p>

<p><em>Black Water Rising</em> by <strong>Attica Locke</strong><br />
It's been a long long time since I read a mystery. Pretty well out of love with the genre, I'm afraid.</p>

<p><em>Hitler's Willing Executioners</em> by <strong>Daniel Jonah Goldhagen</strong><br />
Chilling, depressing, sad as fucking hell.</p>

<p><em>A Gate at the Stairs</em> by <strong>Lorrie Moore</strong><br />
When I want to find out what real writing is, I read Lorrie Moore.</p>

<p><em>The Adderall Diaries</em> by <strong>Stephen Elliott</strong><br />
Sad, gripping, great.</p>

<p><em>The Magicians</em> by <strong>Lev Grossman</strong><br />
Reading this was just as much fun as reading all those terrific series I adored as a kid -- from Half Magic to Narnia and on and on.</p>

<p><em>The Thing Around Your Neck</em> by <strong>Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie</strong><br />
Lovely stories.</p>

<p><em>Love & Obstacles</em> by <strong>Aleksandar Hemon</strong><br />
Gave this a prize!</p>

<p><em>Both Ways is the Only Way I Want It</em> by <strong>Maile Meloy</strong><br />
She is just such a great writer! Marvelous collection.</p>

<p><em>Hell is Other Parents</em> by <strong>Deborah Copaken Kogan</strong>. <br />
Awesomely funny essays by my dear dear friend Deb.</p>

<p><em>Irreplaceable</em> by <strong>Stephen Lovely</strong><br />
Depressing. Interesting, but depressoing.</p>

<p><em>Heroic Measures</em> by <strong>Jill Cement</strong><br />
Oh my god, this book is GREAT. I mean, really really great. And I hate little dogs.</p>

<p><em>Refuge</em> by <strong>Terry Tempest Williams</strong><br />
No one writes like Terry. No one.</p>

<p><em>A Happy Marriage</em> by <strong>Rafael Yglesias</strong> <br />
One of the best novels I've read in years.<br />
 <br />
<em>That Old Cape Magic</em> by <strong>Richard Russo</strong><br />
Definitely readable.</p>

<p><em>Await Your Reply</em> by <strong>Dan Chaon</strong><br />
This book is killer. I mean, seriously. Go buy it. NOW.</p>

<p><em>Nurture Shock</em> by <strong>Po Bronson</strong><br />
Every educator should read this immediately. What the HELL are we doing starting high school before 9:00?</p>

<p><em>Anatomy of the Auschwitz Death Camp</em> by <strong>Yisrael Gutman and Michael Berenbaum</strong><br />
You know, honestly, there's just no way to make some glib comment about this.</p>

<p><em>The New York Regional Mormon Singles Halloween Dance</em> by <strong>Elna Baker</strong><br />
Cute.</p>

<p><em>I Shudder</em> by <strong>Paul Rudnick</strong><br />
Hi-larious!</p>]]>

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<title>July 2009</title>
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<modified>2009-10-09T03:46:24Z</modified>
<issued>2009-07-22T19:33:14Z</issued>
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<created>2009-07-22T19:33:14Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">Yeah yeah yeah. I know. I&apos;ve been busy! Crazy stuff. Touring, TV pilot for HBO. I&apos;ve been reading, god knows, just not logging. So here I go. The Believers by Zoe Heller. LOVED it. Seriously. Admission by Jean Hanff Korelitz...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>Yeah yeah yeah. I know. I've been busy! Crazy stuff. Touring, TV pilot for HBO. I've been reading, god knows, just not logging. So here I go.</p>

<p><em>The Believers</em> by <strong>Zoe Heller</strong>. <br />
LOVED it. Seriously. </p>

<p><em>Admission</em> by <strong>Jean Hanff Korelitz</strong><br />
Also great, except for the fact that I now know my children will never get into college and will attend what we in New Jersey fondly refer to as Harvard on the Highway - Bergen Community College.</p>

<p><em>When Washington Was in Vogue</em> by <strong>Edward Christopher Williams</strong><br />
Lovely old Harlen renaissance novel.</p>

<p><em>The Winter Vault</em> by <strong>Anne Michaels</strong><br />
Bit of a drama queen of a novel. </p>

<p><em>The Garden of Last Days</em> by <strong>Andre Dubus III</strong><br />
Great, although I admit to liking the stripper parts a lot more than the terrorist parts. </p>

<p><em>The House on Fortune Street</em> by <strong>Margot Livesey</strong><br />
Only the best book I've read in years.</p>

<p><em>The Bestiary</em> by <strong>Nicholas Christoper</strong><br />
Probably would have enjoyed more if I gave the slightest shit about animals. I know, I know, sue me.</p>

<p><em>Just Like Family</em> by <strong>Tasha Blaine</strong><br />
Compulsively readable NF about nannies.</p>

<p><em>Wetlands</em> by <strong>Charlotte Roche</strong><br />
The most juvenile piece of total crap I've ever read. Avoid. AVOID.</p>

<p><em>The Slippery Year</em> by <strong>Melanie Gideon</strong><br />
Lovely memoir.</p>

<p><em>Not Becoming My Mother</em> by <strong>Ruth Reichl</strong><br />
Read it in a single (short) afternoon! Fun.</p>

<p><em>Sunnyside</em> by <strong>Glen David Gold</strong><br />
Does NOT disappoint. Great writer.</p>

<p><em>The Unnamed</em> by <strong>Joshua Ferris</strong><br />
God, I love this writer!</p>

<p><em>Little Bee</em> by <strong>Chris Cleave</strong><br />
Sad and sweet.</p>

<p><em>American Parent</em> by <strong>Sam Apple</strong><br />
Delightful.</p>

<p><em>Dangerous or Safe</em> by <strong>Cara Natterson</strong>. <br />
Way to freak out completely! But also to calm down.</p>

<p><em>Legend of a Suicide</em> by <strong>David Vann</strong><br />
The middle section is incredible.</p>

<p><em>The Unit</em> by <strong>Ninni Holmqvist</strong><br />
This book fucking rocks!!! I love a good dystopia.</p>

<p><em>Mary Robison</em> by <strong>One DOA One on the Way</strong><br />
I loved this book. LOVED IT. And I don't usually "get" her.</p>

<p><em>The Seven Principals for Making Marriage Workt</em> by <strong>John M. Gottman</strong>. <br />
This man is a genius. He can predict divorce with a 93% accuracy rate in FIVE MINUTES.</p>

<p><em>Bonk</em> by <strong>Mary Roach</strong><br />
I wish I wrote this book. I need an idea JUST LIKE this one.</p>

<p><em>Blink</em> by <strong>Malcolm Gladwell</strong><br />
Did I log this already? It's terrific, I don't care what anyone says.</p>

<p><em>People of the Book</em> by <strong>Geraldine Brooks</strong><br />
I love a good Jewish novel.</p>]]>

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<title>April 2009</title>
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<modified>2009-04-06T00:28:54Z</modified>
<issued>2009-04-05T20:12:35Z</issued>
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<created>2009-04-05T20:12:35Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">I&apos;ve been twittering and facebooking and blogging like some kind of connection-hungry fool, so have left this poor little booklog for last. Here goes. Prospect Park West by Amy Sohn. Entertaining way to while away a hideous cold. Try to...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>I've been twittering and facebooking and blogging like some kind of connection-hungry fool, so have left this poor little booklog for last. Here goes.</p>

<p><em>Prospect Park West</em> by <strong>Amy Sohn</strong>. Entertaining way to while away a hideous cold.</p>

<p><em>Try to Tell the Story</em> by <strong>David Thomson</strong><br />
I've always had a weird quasi-erotic fascination with English boarding schools. I blame it on those S/M floggings from Tom Brown's Schooldays.</p>

<p><em>Brooklyn</em> by <strong>Colm Tóibín</strong><br />
A marvelous old-fashioned novel.</p>

<p><em>Stern Men</em> by <strong>Elizabeth Gilbert</strong><br />
Thank god I didn't read this book before I wrote my own Maine novel. I never would have bothered. She's so marvelous I would have thrown up my hands at the prospect of such clear failure by comparison. I love Ms. Gilbert.</p>

<p><em>Serena</em> by <strong>Ron Rash</strong><br />
Next time someone bitches me out for having unlikeable characters I'm going to point to this marvelous novel and tell them to suck it.</p>

<p><em>Glover's Mistake</em> by <strong>Nick Laird</strong><br />
I love Nick Laird. LOVE HIM.</p>

<p><em>Four Freedoms</em> by <strong>John Crowley</strong><br />
Not as good as Little Big.</p>

<p><em>Tree of Smoke</em> by <strong>Denis Johnson</strong><br />
Killer.</p>

<p><em>Beautiful Boy</em> by <strong>David Sheff</strong><br />
Now I'm scared. Really really scared.</p>

<p><em>Sophie's Choice</em> by <strong>William Styron</strong><br />
The first half is the best novel ever written. The second half kind of sucks.</p>

<p><em>Happens Every Day</em> by <strong>Isabel Gillies</strong><br />
Compulsively readable. And terrifying.</p>

<p><br />
<em>The Survivors Club</em> by <strong>Ben Sherwood</strong><br />
Because I'm crazy.</p>

<p><br />
<em>The Clothes on Their backs</em> by <strong>Linda Grant</strong><br />
Terrific.</p>

<p><em>The Women</em> by <strong>T.C. Boyle</strong><br />
This book is great, and a very interesting complement to the next one in the list.</p>

<p><em>Loving Frank</em> by <strong>Nancy Horan</strong><br />
Neither Horan nor Boyle can have been happy about the other, but the novels were both very good. Boyle is a better writer on a sentence level, certainly, but I like this one very much, too.<br />
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<title>February 2009</title>
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<modified>2009-03-15T22:07:00Z</modified>
<issued>2009-02-02T00:24:36Z</issued>
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<created>2009-02-02T00:24:36Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">Hey, look at me, updating so soon! It&apos;s a lazy Sunday, I&apos;m bored, and I already played Sorry, Uno and organized my 2008 tax boxes. All that was left was to update my log. The Piano Teacher by Janice Y....</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>Hey, look at me, updating so soon! It's a lazy Sunday, I'm bored, and I already played Sorry, Uno and organized my 2008 tax boxes. All that was left was to update my log.</p>

<p><br />
<em>The Piano Teacher</em> by <strong>Janice Y. K. Lee</strong><br />
A fun, fast read.</p>

<p><br />
<em>My Revolutions</em> by <strong>Hari Kunzru</strong><br />
Some writers are just a delight to read. </p>

<p><br />
<em>Call the Midwife</em> by <strong>Jennifer Worth</strong><br />
I alternated between wishing I'd had this kind of care and thanking God I hadn't.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Bloodletting & Miraculous Cures</em> by <strong>Vincent Lam</strong><br />
I'm on a bit of a doctor roll. Good book. </p>

<p><br />
<em>The Book of Dads</em> by <strong>Ben George, ed.</strong><br />
Some of these essays were terrific.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Cutting for Stone</em> by <strong>Abraham Verghese</strong><br />
Wild. Who knew that Ethiopia was an Italian paradise? And then, not.</p>

<p><br />
<em>The Lazarus Project</em> by <strong>Aleksander Hemon</strong><br />
I know this book is good, but it left me cold.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Sea of Poppies</em> by <strong>Amitav Ghosh</strong><br />
Entertaining.</p>

<p><br />
<em>An Exact Replica of a Figment of my Imagination</em> by <strong>Elizabeth McCracken</strong><br />
Heartbreaking, funny. Read it in one sitting.</p>

<p><br />
<em>The White Tiger</em> by <strong>Aravind Adiga</strong><br />
Wow. India is just completely crazy. </p>

<p><br />
<em>Songs for the Missing</em> by <strong>Stewart O'Nan</strong><br />
A good, strong story.</p>

<p><br />
<em>The Northern Clemency</em> by <strong>Philip Hensher</strong><br />
I love these British novels. </p>

<p><br />
<em>Outliers</em> by <strong>Malcolm Gladwell</strong><br />
I'm now completely obsessed with relative age disadvantage. My three younger kids are all completely screwed. </p>

<p><br />
<em>When Will There be Good News</em> by <strong>Kate Atkinson</strong><br />
This is when I fell in love with my crappy, plastic, hideous interface Kindle. I just felt like reading Kate Atkinson, and there she was.<br />
</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>December 2008</title>
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<issued>2008-12-05T04:08:32Z</issued>
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<created>2008-12-05T04:08:32Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">Wow. This is, I think, the longest I&apos;ve gone since updating. I&apos;ve been busy this fall with the election, as you no doubt know from reading the blog on the front page of this website. And then I had to...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>Wow. This is, I think, the longest I've gone since updating. I've been busy this fall with the election, as you no doubt know from reading the blog on the front page of this website. And then I had to reintroduce myself to my poor children, all of whom were in some kind of crisis.</p>

<p><br />
<em>A Mercy</em> by <strong>Toni Morrison</strong><br />
I wish I had another 400 pages of this book. It was the hint of an incredible story, and I was desperate for the whole story.</p>

<p><br />
<em>The Center of the Universe</em> by <strong>Nancy Bachrach</strong><br />
This is the memoir my daughters will write.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Notes From an Exhibition</em> by <strong>Patrick Gale</strong><br />
This book terrified me. It was too close. I had to keep reminding myself that this isn't me. I'm nowhere this ill.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Netherland</em> by <strong>Joseph O'Neill</strong><br />
One of my favorite books of the year.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Novel About My Wife</em> by <strong>Emily Perkins</strong><br />
I kind of faded halfway through.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Telex From Cuba</em> by <strong>Rachel Kushner</strong><br />
Fascinating window into a world I had never even imagined.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Art & Ardor</em> by <strong>Cynthia Ozick</strong><br />
I feel like I learned more about writing from this small essay collection than from anything I ever read before. </p>

<p><br />
<em>Fearless</em> by <strong>Matthew Yglesias</strong><br />
Compelling read, but I think the movie was better.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Songs for the Butcher's Daughter</em> by <strong>Peter Manseau</strong><br />
I love a good Yiddish tale.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Whatever it Takes</em> by <strong>Paul Tough</strong><br />
Every American who considers herself a compassionate and politically astute person should read this book. Immediately.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Take the Cannoli</em> by <strong>Sarah Vowell</strong><br />
Nobody makes me laugh so hard.</p>

<p><br />
<em>The School on Heart's Content Road</em> by <strong>Carolyn Chute</strong><br />
Loved the Maine stuff. Had a pretty hard time with the icons. </p>

<p><br />
<em>The Risk Pool</em> by <strong>Richard Russo</strong><br />
No one writes blue collar despair like him. </p>

<p><br />
<em>Atlas of Unknowns</em> by <strong>Tania James</strong><br />
I'm a sucker for a good novel about the Indian experience.</p>

<p><br />
<em>The Vagrants</em> by <strong>Yiyun Li</strong><br />
Terrific writer. Grim grim grim story.</p>

<p><br />
<em>A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again</em> by <strong>David Foster Wallace</strong><br />
It's so trite to say so, but it's a goddamn tragedy that he's dead. These essays are magnificent.</p>

<p><br />
<em>This Must be the Place</em> by <strong>Nora Ephron</strong><br />
Very lovely novel. </p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>July 2008</title>
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<created>2008-07-14T02:45:52Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">I know I&apos;ve been terribly derelict, but I&apos;ve been trying to finish not one but two books. I went to Mesa Refuge in Point Reyes, the most gorgeous writing retreat, and just powered through. The Plague of Doves by Louise...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>I know I've been terribly derelict, but I've been trying to finish not one but two books. I went to Mesa Refuge in Point Reyes, the most gorgeous writing retreat, and just powered through. </p>

<p><em>The Plague of Doves</em> by <strong>Louise Erdrich</strong></p>

<p>Louise Erdrich’s world is reliably lovely and strange.</p>

<p><br />
<em>The Ten Year Nap</em> by <strong>Meg Wolitzer </strong></p>

<p>It’s so incredibly delightful when a book just nails it, you know?</p>

<p><em><br />
Olive Kitteridge</em> by <strong>elizabeth Strout</strong></p>

<p>This book transported me. Completely.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Unaccustomed Earth</em> by <strong>Jhumpa Lahiri </strong></p>

<p>She writes such delightfully confident prose.</p>

<p><br />
<em>No One You Know</em> by <strong>Michelle Richmond</strong></p>

<p>This book will keep Michelle on the terrific trajectory her last book put her on.</p>

<p><br />
<em> Cost</em> by <strong>Roxana Robinson</strong></p>

<p>Oh God. I haven’t not been able to get this book out of my mind. What a terrifying object lesson.</p>

<p><em><br />
The Road</em> by <strong>Cormac McCarthy</strong></p>

<p>Why the hell didn’t I read this earlier? This book. God, this book. </p>

<p><em><br />
The Wild Palms</em> by <strong>William Faulkner</strong></p>

<p>How ridiculous is it that I forget every time how much I love Faulkner?</p>

<p><em><br />
City of Refuge</em> by <strong>Tom Piazza</strong></p>

<p>This book taught me so much about Katrina. It’s amazing how fiction manages to teach you something new, no matter how much news you read.</p>

<p><em><br />
A Curious Earth</em> by <strong>Gerard Woodward </strong></p>

<p>A lovely little novel.</p>

<p><em><br />
Travels with Alice</em> by <strong>Calvin Trillin</strong></p>

<p>I cried pretty much the whole time I read this, when I wasn’t laughing.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Time Will Darken It</em> by <strong>William Maxwell<br />
</strong><br />
Perfect prose. </p>

<p><em><br />
The Spare Room</em> by <strong>Helen Garner</strong></p>

<p>Every once in a while a writer just comes out of nowhere. I mean, she’s been writing a long time, but she came out of nowhere to me. </p>

<p><em><br />
Stealing Buddha’s Dinner</em> by <strong>Bich Minh Nguyen</strong></p>

<p>Terrific memoir.</p>

<p><em><br />
I Was Told There’d Be Cake</em> by <strong>Sloane Crosley</strong></p>

<p>Funny little essays. Sweet.</p>

<p><em><br />
Art & Ardor</em> by <strong>Cynthia Ozick</strong></p>

<p>These essays are so brilliant I can’t believe it. Bogglingly brilliant.</p>

<p><em><br />
I Feel Bad About My Neck</em> by <strong>Nora Ephron</strong></p>

<p>Reread this for my nonfiction book. Always funny. </p>

<p><em><br />
Consider the Lobster</em> by <strong>David Foster Wallace</strong></p>

<p>This man is to footnotes what the raised glaze is to donuts. The best every. <br />
<em></p>

<p>Consequences</em> by <strong>Penelope Lively</strong></p>

<p>This book lost me in the end, although I liked it very much for a while. </p>

<p><em><br />
An Equal Music</em> by <strong>Vikram Seth</strong></p>

<p>I reread this for the music for my novel. Far more detailed than I could ever be. </p>

<p><em>The Best American Essays</em> by <strong>David Foster Wallace</strong></p>

<p>His essays are better than any of these.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Changing Places</em> by <strong>David Lodge</strong></p>

<p>Lord, I do love David Lodge.</p>

<p><em><br />
The Great Man</em> by <strong>Kate Christensen</strong></p>

<p>I liked this, but I wanted, I don’t know, something more.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Ruth</em> by <strong>Elizabeth Gaskell</strong></p>

<p>I love Gaskell, but in the end what she lacks is humor. </p>

<p><br />
<em>Nice Work</em> by <strong>David Lodge</strong><br />
Good lord this man is the most incredible writer.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Growing Up</em> by <strong>Russell Banks</strong><br />
Awfully sweet memoir.</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>March 2008</title>
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<created>2008-03-14T04:16:14Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">All We Ever Wanted Was Everything by Janelle Brown I tried to write this novel and failed. I’m glad Brown succeeded. Persepolis: The Story of A Childhood by Marjane Satrapi Amazing, blah blah blah, but the casual references to evil...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p><em>All We Ever Wanted Was Everything</em> by <strong>Janelle Brown</strong></p>

<p>I tried to write this novel and failed. I’m glad Brown succeeded. </p>

<p><br />
<em>Persepolis: The Story of A Childhood</em> by <strong>Marjane Satrapi</strong></p>

<p>Amazing, blah blah blah, but the casual references to evil Zionists freaked me out.</p>

<p><em><br />
The Days of Abandonment</em> by <strong>Elena Ferrante</strong></p>

<p>Oh give me a break! Misery misery misery, I get it. Get over it already. </p>

<p><br />
<em>Saturday</em> by <strong>Ian McEwan</strong></p>

<p>This book was even better the second time. Knowing what was coming made it much more fun to watch it unfold. </p>

<p><br />
<em>December</em> by <strong>Elizabeth Hartley Winthrop</strong></p>

<p>An interesting young writer.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Triangle</em> by <strong>Katharine Weber</strong></p>

<p>I wasn’t particularly enamored of the mystery at the heart of this novel (far too easy to figure out) but I loved reading about the seamstresses. </p>

<p><em><br />
The Story of a Marriage</em> by <strong>Andrew Sean Greer</strong></p>

<p>Another brilliant novel by this brilliant writer. </p>

<p><em><br />
Earthly Possessions</em> by <strong>Anne Tyler</strong></p>

<p>So here’s the question...do I watch the movie or not?</p>

<p><em><br />
Breathing Lessons</em> by <strong>Anne Tyler</strong></p>

<p>Remember when a novel written by a woman about a woman could win the Pulitzer Prize? Yeah. No more.</p>

<p><em><br />
Ladder of Years</em> by <strong>Anne Tyler </strong></p>

<p>Reading for tips on how to construct a novel.</p>

<p><em><br />
If Morning Ever Comes</em> by <strong>Anne Tyler</strong></p>

<p>It’s incredible to watch Tyler take essentially the same main female character and put her through various scenarios in book to book.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Eat, Pray, Love </em>by <strong>Elizabeth Gilbert<br />
</strong><br />
I’m not really into the whole meditation thing, but this book provided great “how to write a memoir” guidance. </p>

<p><em><br />
The Book of Getting Even</em> by <strong>Benjamin Taylor</strong></p>

<p>Taylor’s a terrific writer, but this book’s breakneck pace was a bit exhausting.</p>

<p><em><br />
The Ginger Tree</em> by <strong>Oswald Wynd</strong></p>

<p>I could not stop reading this book. I absolutely gobbled it up.</p>

<p><em><br />
Her Last Death</em> by <strong>Susanna Sonnenberg</strong></p>

<p>This memoir was beautifully written and often riveting. </p>

<p><em><br />
The Innocent</em> by <strong>Ian McEwan</strong></p>

<p>I’ll never tire of reading and rereading McEwan. I just wish he’d write as fast as I read.</p>

<p><em><br />
The Go-Between</em> by <strong>L.P. Hartley</strong></p>

<p>What a discovery! I love this guy.</p>

<p><em><br />
The Short History of a Prince</em> by <strong>Jane Hamilton</strong></p>

<p>She is an amazingly talented writer, and this character broke my heart.<br />
<em></p>

<p>The Peoples Act of Love</em> by <strong>James Meek</strong></p>

<p>I guessed the big secret right away, but I liked the book very much despite that. I felt like I learned some seriously creepy stuff. Very cool. </p>

<p><em><br />
The Family Markowitz</em> by <strong>Allegra Goodman</strong></p>

<p>Another reread. It’s just a pleasure to read this author’s prose.</p>]]>

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<title>December 2007</title>
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<issued>2007-12-21T05:35:41Z</issued>
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<created>2007-12-21T05:35:41Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">What, really, is the point of a website that gets updated every two months, and then only with the books I&apos;m reading? I&apos;m violating every rule of proper website maintenance. Oh well. The Indian Clerk by David Leavitt I love...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>What, really, is the point of a website that gets updated every two months, and then only with the books I'm reading? I'm violating every rule of proper website maintenance. Oh well. </p>

<p><em><br />
The Indian Clerk</em> by <strong>David Leavitt</strong></p>

<p>I love a good historical novel, and this one is awfully fun, even with the math.</p>

<p><em><br />
Bridges of Sighs</em> by <strong>Richard Russo</strong> </p>

<p>I liked this book until about halfway through. Then I started getting annoyed. I just didn't buy that Sarah would throw her entire life away. I didn't buy that an artist of her presumed talent would bury all that. And then the end of the book, when this whole host of new characters was introduced, I lost all semblance of interest.</p>

<p><br />
<em>On Chesil Beach</em> by <strong>Ian McEwan</strong></p>

<p>The first time I read this I left disappointed. I wanted more. But you now what, this time it felt exactly right to me. Perfectly constructed.</p>

<p><br />
<em>When Madeline Was Young</em> by <strong>Jane Hamilton</strong></p>

<p>Terrific and terrifically creepy premise.</p>

<p><em><br />
The Senator's Wife</em>by <strong>Sue Miller</strong></p>

<p>Sue Miller always just nails you, right at the end. I love her.</p>

<p><em><br />
The Man in the White Sharkskin Suit</em> by <strong>Lucette Lagnado</strong></p>

<p>I wonder how many people even know about all the Jews from Arab and other middle eastern countries who ended up displaced. It's just so heartbreaking.</p>

<p><em>A Concise Chinese-English Dictionary for Lovers </em>by <strong>Xiaolu Guo</strong></p>

<p>This book was just downright delightful.</p>

<p><em><br />
Run</em> by <strong>Ann Patchett</strong></p>

<p>I think I'm just too sour a person for this book.  I'm too much of a bitch to like such nice people.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Foreskin's Lament</em> by <strong>Shalom Auslander</strong></p>

<p>Honestly, if I had a David Rakoff and an Auslander with me at all times, I would never be bored.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Matrimonye</em> by <strong>Joshua Henkin</strong></p>

<p>Despite the fact that this guy so CLEARLY has a chip on his shoulder about my husband, I still enjoyed this novel.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Yellow Cake</em> by <strong>Ann Cummins</strong></p>

<p>Ann is a marvelous writer.</p>

<p><br />
<em>The Whole World Over</em> by <strong>Julia Glass</strong></p>

<p>You know what? As much as I love my own dog, I really REALLY don't want to read about yours.</p>

<p><em><br />
A Long Way Gone</em> by <strong>Ishamel Beah</strong></p>

<p>I avoided this book for the longest time because I figured after the brilliant <em>What is the What </em> that there was no point. But there was something remarkable about the way he told his story. And of course his story was remarkable itself.</p>]]>

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<title>October 2007</title>
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<created>2007-10-04T00:54:56Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">I know. I know. I suck. I really do. I’ve gone so long without posting, and I’ve kept crappy track. I have had about ninety million things going on this fall. Bat Mitzvah, kid issues, traveling husband. It’s a miracle...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>I know. I know. I suck. I really do. I’ve gone so long without posting, and I’ve kept crappy track. I have had about ninety million things going on this fall. Bat Mitzvah, kid issues, traveling husband. It’s a miracle I’m even updating this book log now. But things are calming down. I'm about to begin what I hope will be no more than a six month revision process on my novel, so now's a good time to do this.</p>

<p><br />
<em><br />
Then We Came to the End</em> by <strong>Joshua Ferris</strong></p>

<p>I did not expect to like this book. I thought it would be precious and too cool, in both senses of the word. But I loved it. It’s heartfelt, the writing is terrific, and the first person plural works beautifully.</p>

<p><em><br />
The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao</em> by <strong>Junot Díaz.</strong> </p>

<p>Wow! This book grabbed me by the throat and didn’t let go.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Ingenious Pain</em> by <strong>Andrew Miller</strong></p>

<p>Very ingenious, and great historical details.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Evening</em> by <strong>Susan Minot</strong></p>

<p>Loved the Maine details.</p>

<p><em><br />
Song of Solomon </em>by <strong>Toni Morrison</strong></p>

<p>Oh right, THIS is why she won the Nobel Prize! Out of this world.</p>

<p><em><br />
Portnoy’s Complaint</em> by <strong>Philip Roth</strong></p>

<p>I was reading this book while trapped on a plane with 100 of my bretheren. I wanted to melt into my seat. When I wasn’t laughing I was cringing with horror -- I know your pain, Philip Roth!!</p>

<p><br />
<em>The Beans of Egypt, Maine </em>by <strong>Carolyn Chute</strong></p>

<p>Great novel, great Maine info.</p>

<p><em><br />
Uncommon Arrangements</em> by <strong>Katie Roiphe</strong></p>

<p>Thank God I live and am married NOW rather than back then.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Away</em> by <strong>Amy Bloom</strong></p>

<p>I love her other books. Adore them, even. This one...I don’t know. I just never cared that much about the character and I felt like the people she met were types rather than real people.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Music & Silence</em> by <strong>Rose Tremain</strong></p>

<p>I learned from this book that you actually don’t need to know that much about music to write a book in which it’s a major plot and thematic device.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Consider the Lobster</em> by <strong>David Foster Wallace</strong></p>

<p>He’s the funniest man alive.</p>

<p><br />
<em>Songs Without Words</em> by <strong>Ann Packer</strong></p>

<p>Ann is a friend, and you must read this devastating book.</p>

<p><em><br />
Life Class</em> by <strong>Pat Barker</strong></p>

<p>You all know how I feel about the Regeneration Trilogy, but I felt this book was something of a retreading of familiar territory.</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>June 2007</title>
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<issued>2007-06-30T03:12:44Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.ayeletwaldman.com,2007:/book-log//15.316</id>
<created>2007-06-30T03:12:44Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">I&apos;m still trying to read mostly things that are useful for my novel. So it&apos;s all about Maine, classical music, particularly prodigies, and wooden boats. And then some novels that take place over the course of many years, and the...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>I'm still trying to read mostly things that are useful for my novel. So it's all about Maine, classical music, particularly prodigies, and wooden boats. And then some novels that take place over the course of many years, and the odd fun read. </p>

<p><em>Family History</em> by <strong>Dani Shapiro</strong><br />
I love the way Shapiro writes about families.</p>

<p><em>The Dining Room</em> by <strong>A.R. Gurney, Jr.</strong><br />
A play. Which was supposed to be useful. And wasn't.</p>

<p><em>What I loved</em> by <strong>Siri Hustvedt</strong><br />
I found this book so much more compelling and lovely the second time around. <br />
I appreciated her prose much more this time around. She's very good.</p>

<p><em>Maynard and Jennica</em>by <strong>Rudolph Delson</strong><br />
Awfully fun.<br />
<em><br />
In the Drivers Seat</em> by <strong>Helen Simpson</strong><br />
Her stories are so marvelously bleak!<br />
<em><br />
Brick Lane</em> by <strong>Monica Ali</strong> <br />
Fabulous. These poor women.<br />
<em><br />
A Thousand Splendid Suns</em> by <strong>Khaled Hosseini</strong><br />
More terrible treatment of Muslim women! Khaled is the nicest man alive, and I seriously hope some cretinous mullah doesn't issue a fatwa against him. <br />
<em><br />
Falling Man</em> by <strong>Don DeLillo</strong><br />
The first chapter of this book is great. The rest isn't. </p>

<p><em>Black Dogs</em> by <strong>Ian McEwan</strong><br />
I read him to remind myself that less is more.<em></p>

<p>The Ghost Writer</em> by <strong>Philip Roth</strong><br />
This is my favorite of his novels, I think. Or at least it is this week.<br />
<em><br />
Any Human Heart</em> by <strong>William Boyd</strong><br />
Every bit as good as the first time I read it.</p>

<p><em>The Soloist</em> by <strong>Marc Salzman</strong><br />
Very useful.</p>

<p><em>Behind the Scenes at the Museum</em>by <strong>Kate Atkinson</strong><br />
Very very good.<br />
<em><br />
The Years</em> by <strong>Virginia Woolf</strong><br />
Ah. AH. What an amazing book.</p>]]>

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<title>April 2007</title>
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<summary type="text/plain">I’ve been reading a tremendous amount lately. Mostly because I keep trying to keep myself writing well and the best way for me to do that is read well. Michael’s about to head off on an incredibly long tour, so...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>I’ve been reading a tremendous amount lately. Mostly because I keep trying to keep myself writing well and the best way for me to do that is read well. Michael’s about to head off on an incredibly long tour, so we’ll see what happens. Sometimes I just go to ground with a pile of novels, sometimes I lie in bed and watch Supernanny all night. Is it me or does that show not inspire an existential malaise? </p>

<p><br />
<em><br />
Picturing the Wreck</em> by <strong>Dani Shapiro</strong><br />
I recently met Dani Shapiro for the first time. She a delight. And gorgeous to boot.<br />
<em></p>

<p>The Mistress’s Daughter</em> by <strong>A.M. Holmes</strong></p>

<p>Some true stories are just so bizarre and incredible it’s hard to imagine how you could make them believable as fiction!<br />
<em></p>

<p>Divisadero</em> by <strong>Michael Ondaatje</strong><br />
Everything out of this man’s pen is gorgeous. <br />
<em><br />
The Price of Privilege</em> by <strong>Madeline Levine</strong><br />
Would have been an interesting article, but a bit of a stretch as a book.<br />
<em><br />
Double Vision</em>by <strong>Pat Barker</strong><br />
Is it just by comparison to the trilogy that this disappoints?<br />
<em><br />
The Corrections</em> by <strong>Jonathan Franzen</strong><br />
Other than the whole Mr. Turd debacle, this novel is truly marvelous.<br />
<em><br />
Lullabies for Little Criminals</em> by <strong>Heather O’Neill</strong> Very brutal and funny.<br />
<em><br />
The Amateur Marriage</em> by <strong>Anne Tyler</strong><br />
I picked this book apart with a magnifying glass trying to figure out how it was constructed. <br />
<em><br />
On Boxing</em> by <strong>Joyce Carol Oates</strong><br />
I‘m reading up on boxing for my novel.</p>

<p><em>A Family Daughter</em> by <strong>Maile Meloy</strong><br />
Again, picking apart.<em></p>

<p>Pride and Prejudice</em> by <strong>Jane Austen</strong><br />
I fucking hate when they put pictures of dingbats like Keira Knightley (what is WITH that underbite?) on my novels. But I needed a bigger print. Because I’m apparently getting incredibly OLD, too old to read my favorite books in pocket size.<br />
<em><br />
Black and White</em> by <strong>Dani Shapiro</strong><br />
This book made me use up an entire evening researching Sally Mann’s children.<br />
<em>Remainder</em> by <strong>Tom McCarthy</strong><br />
I loved it, until it jumped the shark.<br />
<em>On Beauty</em>by <strong>Zadie Smith</strong><br />
Does anybody still need to be told what an EXTRAORDINARY writer Zadie is?<br />
<em><br />
Persuasion</em> by <strong>Jane Austen</strong><br />
I just cry the whole time I read this book.</p>]]>

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<title>March 2007</title>
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<summary type="text/plain">The last couple of months have been a blur of touring. Snow. Bitter cold. And you can imagine the crowds. Actually, one night it was breath-takingly cold in Pittsburgh, but 1900 people came out to hear Michael and me talk...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>The last couple of months have been a blur of touring. Snow. Bitter cold. And you can imagine the crowds. Actually, one night it was breath-takingly cold in Pittsburgh, but 1900 people came out to hear Michael and me talk at Pittsburgh Arts and Lectures. Three nights later, guess how many people came to hear just me in Old Greenwich, Connecticut? Two.  </p>

<p>But I read a lot.</p>

<p><em><br />
Love Invents Us</em> by <strong>Amy Bloom</strong><br />
I'm still rereading. And Amy Bloom is still marvelous.</p>

<p><em>The Eye in the Door</em> by <strong>Pat Barker</strong><br />
If you haven't read the entire trilogy, then you are missing too too much. Get thee to a bookstore or library.</p>

<p><em>The Cement Garden</em> by <strong>Ian McKuin</strong><br />
So delightfully creepy.</p>

<p><em>A Blind Man Can See How Much I Love You</em> by <strong>Amy Bloom </strong><br />
Loved it as much as the other!</p>

<p><em>Border Crossing</em>by <strong>Pat Barker</strong><br />
Haven't you gotten the point yet? Read the trilogy. NOW!!</p>

<p><em>The Known World</em> by <strong>Edward P. Jones</strong><br />
Now this novel was even better upon rereading, and that's saying a lot.</p>

<p><em>A Disorder Peculiar to the Country</em> by <strong>Ken Kalfus</strong><br />
9/11 books are just so hard to get right.</p>

<p><em>The Road to Wellville</em> by <strong>T.C. Boyle</strong><br />
This book is just so much goddamn fun!</p>

<p><em>Eat the Document</em> by <strong>Dana Spiotta</strong><br />
I never expected to love this book as much as I did.</p>

<p><em>The Edge of Darkness</em> by <strong>Mary Ellen Chase</strong><br />
A kind of dull Maine novel</p>

<p><em>All Aunt Hagar's Children</em> by <strong>Edward P. Jones</strong><br />
Lovely, beautiful, albeit catastrophically depressing stories.</p>

<p><em>A Bend in the River</em> by <strong>V.S. Naipaul</strong><br />
So are we surprised this book was so incredible? The guy won the Nobel after all. My grandmother, by the way, when she heard that my husband won the Pulitzer, immediately began telling people he won the Nobel. The Nobel Peace Prize, actually.<br />
<em><br />
A Garden of Earthly Delights</em> by <strong>Joyce Carol Oates</strong><br />
She's a beautiful writer. One of the best. My God this book is bleak.<br />
<em><br />
The Evidence Against Her</em>by <strong>Robb Forman Dew</strong><br />
The fact that this book isn't a best-seller tells you what's wrong with contemporary literary fiction. Used to be a book like Dew's or like Anne Tyler's, would win the National Book Award or the Pulitzer. A book about family. About, gasp, women. Now we're completely obsessed with a certain kind of prose and we dismiss all books like these -- all family dramas -- as worthless. We dismiss them as "women's fiction."  As "Oprah books." As if Ursula Hegi's book <em> Stones From the River </em>, for example, an Oprah book, wasn't magnificent. It's just sexism, pure and simple.<br />
<em><br />
The Truth of the Matter</em> by <strong>Robb Foreman Dew</strong><br />
As strong as the first.</p>]]>

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