Showing posts with label Book Club. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Book Club. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Light between Oceans (copy)


Isabel looks over the edge of the cliff and slightly swoons at the vastness that is her view. She loves the little island and her life, but the loneliness and sadness sometimes takes her for a brief moment only to be released as the feelings crash on the rocks.
Tom was also watching the same waves from the above tower. “The water sloshed like white paint, milky-thick, the foam occasionally scraped off long enough to reveal a deep blue undercoat. At the other end of the island, a row of immense boulders created a break against the surf and left the water inside it as calm as a bath.”
“He had the impression he was hanging from the sky, not rising from the earth. Very slowly, he turned a full circle, taking in the nothingness of it all. It seemed his lungs could never be large enough to breathe in this much air, his eyes could never see this much space, nor could he hear the full extent of the rolling, roaring ocean. For the briefest moment, he had no edges.”
Isabel turns to walk down the hill, her path leading straight to the new driftwood cross and rosemary bush she planted last week. In her hands she carried a watering can left by a previous light keeper. It was a fine April day and she hummed a little tune as she drew closer.
The island’s graveyard had three little plots Isabel tended daily. She remained a happy soul even though her losses were beginning to mount. Tom was wary. He felt she portrayed one thing with her smile but worried her feelings jagged, lying beneath unseen like an undertow.
Isabel heard it after watering the bush and standing the cross upright. At first she thought it her imagination. Hearing an infant’s cry 100 miles away from civilization was not possible, but she stood.
Looking towards the mainland of Australia, she yells, “On the beach – a boat!” Tom makes great haste and is at her side within seconds having seen the apparition moments earlier on his last scan. “It’s a boat all right and – oh cripes! There’s a bloke, but–”
You will be entranced by M. L. Stedman’s first book, The Light Between Oceans. Set in the early 1900s, this book is destined to become a book club favorite.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

NWCC Student Book Club!

A brave new instructor will be leading the college's first student book club starting this January. I'm very excited for him. He has eight students signed up, and just look at the list! I'm taking part as an older member and look forward to reading and discussing all these books. Let's Read!

January 30th
Graham Greene
Our Man in Havana(1958)

February 13th
Kingsley Amis
Lucky Jim(1954)

February 27th
Vladimir Nabokov
Lolita(1955)

March 5th
Larry Brown
Big Bad Love(1990)

March 26th
Barry Hannah
Bats Out of Hell(1993)

April 9th
Louise Erdrich
The Antelope Wife(1999)

April 23rd
Cormac McCarthy
All the Pretty Horses(1992)

May 7th
Edwidge Danticat
The Dew Breaker(2005)

Note: The image is from Planet Book Club

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

The Road (copy)

Oprah’s book club is back! Her first contemporary fiction since 2002, The Road by Cormac McCarthy, is unlike any previous club selection. The only other Oprah selection I can vaguely compare it with is She’s Come Undone by Wally Lamb. Like author Lamb, who deprives his main character, Dolores Price, of any joy until the very last pages, McCarthy is stingy with the hope.

The Road is a bleak, post-apocalyptic quest for basic survival. The plot is simple; a father and son must journey from the cold north into the warmer south before winter. They set out on foot with a grocery cart full of canned foods, a revolver holding two bullets, a lighter, some blankets, and sturdy shoes. By the mother’s choice, she and the third bullet will not make the journey.

The reader is not privy to the apocalypse. McCarthy doesn’t add that to the story. On some arbitrary date, at 1:17 p.m., the clocks stop and the world enshrouds in a nuclear winter. The father’s memory is even less detailed with his cryptic, “dull rose glow in the windowglass.” He also briefly mentions the hoards of refugees begging along the roadside, long dead now.

Just what is a nuclear winter? The American Meteorology Society defines it as, “surface cooling that might result from the emission of extensive clouds of smoke (from burning cities, fuel sites, and forests) following the detonation of hundreds of warheads in a nuclear exchange.” In praise of McCarthy’s style, the reader will experience this gritty, wind-blown world and feel weighed down by the ash.

The Road is no Sunday cruise. The man and boy, remaining nameless throughout the book, must avoid all “bad guys.” The reader will find McCarthy’s world full of them. The “bad guys,” and this is disturbing on so many levels, are people who eat other people.

Okay, stop right there. I’m not reading any depressing book where people are eating people! What is Oprah thinking?

Please, don’t let that discourage you. McCarthy is a master and this may be his finest work. As a reader, come prepared for the desolation and inhumanity, but also be ready to join in their plight. By page 50, one will realize they have projected their own hope onto the travelers.

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

A Walk in the Woods (copy)

Weather this spring has been quite unseasonably warm and dry. Memphis news station, WREG, reported temperatures to be 12 degrees above normal for this time of year. I am beginning to think Punxsutawney Phil, the official weather groundhog, has a gift. Not only did he predict the early spring for 2007, but also busied himself setting out the lounge and pouring iced tea.

The last two weeks of March and the first two weeks of April are prime times to begin a thru hike of the Appalachian Trail according to Bill Bryson’s book, A Walk in the Woods.

Just what is a thru hike you ask? A thru hike means walking from Springer Mountain, Georgia to Mount Katahdin, Maine or visa versa in one season; which is over 2,174 miles from start to finish. Most thru hikers prefer to begin their odyssey in Georgia during early spring then arrive in Maine just as fall begins. In theory, they avoid extreme weather such as freezing sleet and snow.

This is how expatriate and author Bill Bryson begins his journey. The book jacket claims he took on this daunting task, “For reasons even he didn’t understand.” Some of us in Reading Round Table suspect his purpose was solely to write the book. Not an unfounded thought, since he wrote Neither Here Nor There after a 1991 back packing trip in Europe.

A Walk in the Woods was written in 1998 after Bryson “sort of” finished the trail in 1996. The book is laugh-out-loud funny. First off, Bryson sends out Christmas cards inviting any and all to join him. Out of all the possibilities, he has one taker, Stephen Katz; a man who exercises by watching T.V. and considers dinner a twice nightly event.

The first night of camp, Bryson realizes his new mate isn’t ideal, as Katz admits to tossing all their food down a ravine before falling instantly to sleep. For penitence Katz rises early and makes coffee. Unfortunately, the brew is contaminated with pink floating specks (toilet paper), as Katz explains tossing the filters, too.

As if going off trail for a bit, Bryson fills the book with “aside” information. Along with the running narrative, readers will learn much about our state parks and woodsy forests.

Friday, February 02, 2007

Waltzing at the Piggly Wiggly (Discussion)

I think all attendees had a lovely time at Reading Round Table last Monday. Our guest speaker was none other than author Robert Dalby. The book discussion was a slight one sided since he was there; abundance of praise, reluctance to say anything negative.

We hold our meetings at the school library, which is in a dry county. For those of you, who are unfamiliar with blue laws, dry means the sales of alcohol is prohibited in the county. Dalby, born and raised in Natchez, MS, is from a tourist town that allows 24/7 drink. In the county I live, one over from the school, we have bars but there are no sales on Sundays or within so many feet of a church.

So what? In the book, our Nitwitts, on numerous occasions, drink Bloody Marys before noon. This is an unheard of practice in our area. Drinking in general is frowned upon and drinking before noon is down right sinful.

Therefore, the author endured some quizzing on the validity of these drinking characters. The Nitwitts are described as a group of widowed ladies with the youngest being fifty-five, and Dalby graciously put their minds to rest. Yes, these women are real (as fiction can be) and he grew up under their tipsy tutelage.

Another discussion point the group touched on was the disintegration of community life through MegaMart like stores. Loss of quality for quantity and low prices is a BIG theme in our area. Actually, our group really likes this time to vent, as we have experienced many conversations on the topic. The Nickel and Dimed discussion was along these lines.

Now, we had some participants that didn't even give the book a chance, assuming it was pure fluff. I attribute this to the pink cover and the unfamiliar author. This is regrettable for they will never know Mr. Choppy’s secret. ;D

Saturday, December 30, 2006

Reading Round Table Books!

Reading Round Table is a monthly book forum for adults in the Northwest Mississippi Community College service area. Anyone interested in reading and discussing a variety of books is welcome to join other lifelong learners the last Monday of each month at the RC Pugh Library on the Senatobia campus. Discussions, led by faculty and friends, begin promptly at 2 p.m.

January 29, 2007
Waltzing at the Piggly Wiggly
by Robert Dalby
Discussion led by the author Robert Dalby

February 26, 2007
Once Upon a Time When We Were Colored
by Clifton Taulbert
Led by Technical Service Librarian Crystal Giles

March 26, 2007
A Walk in the Woods
by Bill Bryson
Led by Public Service/Reference Librarian Maggie Moran

April 30, 2007
Princess: Life Behind the Veil in Saudi Arabia
by Jean Sasson
Led by Learning Resource Director Margaret Rogers