Monthly Archives: August 2011

One Book, Two Book, Three Book, Four… and Five…

This long weekend was meant to be three days of just me and the cat curled up, gorging on chocolate brownies (me, not the cat), reading lots, blogging and watching far too much bad t.v. That was the plan anyway. In actuality, I’ve spent a good 24 hours trying to frighten away a migraine (my first! Do I get a medal?) and so I only have the mental energy for one post. I shamelessly stole the idea from Simon over at Stuck in a Book, and might try and do one post like this every month or so. Thanks Simon! And so, without further ado:

1.) The book I’m currently reading:

  

I love Ann Cleeves’ writing; even though I only read my first of her novels a couple of months ago, she’s fast becoming my ‘modern’ crime writer of choice. Unusually for me, I don’t guess the murderer about 4 chapters in, the characterisation is spot-on and Cleeves has a wonderful talent for creating atmospheric tension. The Sleeping and the Dead isn’t part of any of the series, but a one-off novel, featuring detective Peter Porteous. I’ve only just started it, but so far, so good!

2.) The last book I finished:

I have really mixed feelings about How to be a Woman by Caitlin Moran. I really enjoy her columns in The Times, and her tweets frequently make me snort with laughter, so when I saw that she had written a book about feminism ‘from a bar-stool’, I was intrigued. I think that your reaction to it depends on your expectations. If you’re expecting a life-changing tome which will have the same effect on the feminist movement as The Female Eunuch, then you might be disappointed. If you’re looking for a very funny, very honest and occcasionally very moving autobiographical book about Moran’s search for a global politeness, then this might well be the book for your journey to work.

3.) The next book I want to read:

 

I can’t believe that I’ve never read American Gods by Neil Gaiman- it makes me feel a little bit of a failiure. Having followed the twitter feed from his talk at the Edinburgh Book Festival last night, thanks to Jen of Weird Things That Customers Say fame, I am going to rectify this as soon as I’ve finished my current book. Mr. Bibliomouse will be so proud.

4.) The last book I bought:

It’s Good Behaviour by Molly Keane, the edition that I wrote about earlier in the week. I’ve started reading it and it’s wonderful. And, once again, bunnies!

5.) The last book I was given:

 Tan is an illustrator whose books contain either very few, or no word at all. His work is surreal and beautiful, and I know that it’s enjoyed by both children and adults. Mr. Bibliomouse went to see a talk by him at Seven Stories, which is a fantastic children’s book centre in Newcastle, recently and bought me a copy of The Red Tree. He also had it signed by Tan, and it’s now one of my favourite possessions.  Inside every book that he signs, he stamps a little red fingerprint and makes it into a little doodle. Every book! I may have sqeee-d slightly when I was given it (just before I cried as I read it, for about the 5th time). The Red Tree  by Shaun Tan is one of the best books about depression that I’ve come across. This is odd on several levels, not least because it might not actually be about depression at all…

You must look up Tan’s work, especially this book and The Arrival , which has no words but it the most fabulous story.


And those are my five books for August!


Book Porn, part 3

I have a veritable mountain of posts that are 98% written, but busy times at work have stopped me finishing any of them recently. Bad mouse. I did have to make time to post about these beauties though. For their second collection of collaborations with designers, Virago have produced 5 gorgeous books with super-lovely covers. What makes this selection extra-specially nice is that Virago tend to go for slightly less well-known titles for their design collections. Whereas Penguin rarely use any novel that I haven’t read, this collection has only one which I have, making it much easier to justify buying them all! The collection includes:

Good Behaviour  by Molly Keane, My Cousin Rachel by Daphne du Maurier (the only one I’ve read), The Dud Avocado by Elaine Dundy, The Hare and the Tortoise by Elizabeth Jenkins and The Enchanted April by Elizabeth von Arnim. My favourite, and the first to grace my shelves, is Molly Keane’s Good Behaviour, mainly because its cover has been designed by Eley Kishimoto, whom I adore. It has bunnies! On a book!

See? It’s fabtastic.

The books are priced at £12.99, and are available from all good bookshops now.

 


My parachute had better work…

I wouldn’t usually write a post like this, but I feel that this is important enough to warrant it. In 24 days I’m throwing myself out of a plane (strapped to some poor professional and, hopefully, a parachute). This is to raise money for the Cystic Fibrosis Trust, who do amazing work both in terms of research into this life-threatening disease, and in terms of offering support for sufferers and their families. They have thrown all of their resources into funding into researching gene therapy, which will hopefully lead to a multi-dose trial in Spring 2012. Unfortunately, the trial will cost £6 million, which the charity just doesn’t have.

 I have a friend by the name of Tor Tremlett, who has been waiting for a lung transplant for four years. She’s only 24 now, and is finding it more difficult every day to live with lungs that Cystic Fibrosis has damaged. It’s heartbreaking to know that she might never get the call that she needs, telling her that they have found a suitable donor, and also that the crucial trials might not go ahead due to a lack of funding.

SO, to that end, I am making a request of my lovely readers (actually two requests…). The first is that you sign the Donor Register here- your body can save 9 lives and, let’s face it, that’s pretty amazing. The other thing that I’m asking is that you take a moment to think about donating to the C.F. Trust. They don’t get the kind of publicity that more recognisable charities get, and they need every penny. You can do this either by visiting their website or by sponsoring my parachute jump here. I’m absolutely terrified, and would so appreciate the support of fellow bibliophiles!

Thank you.


The Poison Tree – Erin Kelly

It’s been a while since I posted anything here – apologies. I’ve just arrived home from visiting Mr. Mouse in Umeå in Sweden, which is my excuse for being absent here – have been reading masses of books to write about though. The holiday was lovely, with lots of coffee, cake and books (hurrah). We also braved bikes for the first time in about 15 years, and neither of us fell off (well, not noticeably), which made us ridiculously proud of ourselves- we’re both probably best described as academic, rather than outdoorsy, so we need to take our fresh-air victories when we can get them! Oh, and Mr. B. bought me a Moomin mug, which I managed to get home in one piece – perfect for yet more book-accompanying coffee…

Anyway, one of the books which I finished just before I went away was The Poison Tree by Erin Kelly. Published in June 2010, this is Kelly’s debut and seems to promise a good career. It’s yet another novel which is touted as ideal for ‘fans of Donna Tartt’s The Secret History’ (and you know what I think about that particular recommendation), but Kelly’s novel definitely has strong elements of the gothic tone which makes Tartt’s novel so atmospheric.

Told in the first-person, it uses a combination of present – day narrative and flashbacks, which really helps build the tension. It is the story of Karen and her relationships with the distinctly odd Capel siblings, Biba and Rex. The novel starts with a description of her driving frantically and desperately away from her house, without giving away any  indication of who she’s running to or from. As beginnings go, it’s a fairly compelling example, especially since you don’t actually find out where or why she’s going until the end of the book (which doesn’t mean you can skip straight to the finish…) After the prologue, the narrative goes back to Karen describing her life with Alice, her little girl, and how they deal with Rex Capel being freed from jail, where he was imprisoned for murder, and coming back to live with them. Karen also has to deal with menacing phone calls, which she keeps from Rex and Alice. As a story of a complicated family life, Kelly has done well – the characters are believable, and one feels sympathy for all three in turn, as they struggle to get used to living as a family.

Where I felt that the book lost some of its impetus was when the narrative went back further, to Karen’s first meeting with the Capels. Many of the reviews that I’ve read feel that Biba was the strongest and most interesting character, but I just really disliked her, from the outset. I couldn’t get my head around the fact that Karen loved her so much, because it seemed to be based almost entirely on the idea that Biba was a bit ‘crazier’ and more bohemian than her other friends.Although I like Kelly’s writing style, and her ability to keep things readable and interesting, the characterisation of Biba put me off slightly. This aside, the narrative is definitely fascinating- by halfway through you still don’t know who dies by whose hand, although there are hints. When the revelation does come, I found it slightly disappointing, to be honest. It may be because Biba is inevitably involved, but the reasoning behind the great crime felt a little tenuous and forced. From then on, the story whizzes by, until the denouement, which was more believable to me than the crimes that had been so built up.

All in all, it is an enjoyable read with an ending which doesn’t give it all away. I like books that hold back a tiny bit of mystery, or uncertainty, and Kelly has done that here. It has its flaws, but Kelly is an intelligent writer with a distinctive style, and I will be looking out her latest, ‘Sick Rose’, very soon.

3/5 (just don’t expect The Secret History!)


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