Cold Sassy Tree {book review}

Cold-Sassy-tree-225x300I think I’ve mentioned I like a story set in America that reveals a bit of history, yes?  Well I was talking to a colleague the other day about other novels we may have hanging around the high school that I could use in my American Lit class.

He pulled Cold Sassy Tree by Olive Ann Burns out of his cupboard and recommended it.  After polling the lunch room, I may be the only person who has never read this book…or heard of it.

At first I didn’t know.  It was an old, ugly copy that I was given and the title was dumb.  But it was set at the turn of the 20th century in the South, and it was about a family and well, that is the combo I needed to sell me on reading it.

Like I said, the novel begins in 1906 in the small Southern town of Cold Sassy.  The narrator, a young Will Tweedy who is 14 at the start of the story, tells about his family–specifically his grandfather, E. Rucker Blakeslee the owner of Cold Sassy’s general store who marries a Miss Love Simpson just three weeks after his first wife passes.  This causes a ruckus not just in the family (Will’s mom and aunt are appalled that their father would marry before their dear mother’s body is even cold), but the town is in an uproar about how improper it all is.

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If You Weren’t Afraid

I hate riding my bicycle.

In fact, I don’t even have a bicycle.

Thinking about riding a bicycle makes me tired.  I can remember the jello-feeling I used to feel in my thighs after going around the block.  The way I could pedal and pedal, but if I was going into the wind I could walk faster.

Ugh. I’m reliving it all over again and shuddering.You would think the very last book in the world to capture me would be a book about riding bikes.  You would be wrong.

I fell in love HARD for Changing Gears: A Family Odyssey to the End of the World by Nancy Sathre-Vogel in the prologue where she describes and encounter with a 400-pound black bear that begins chasing her 10-year old son while he pedals his bike for his life.

My eyes bulged and I realized this book was not going to be “just” about biking.

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Nurturing the Soul of Your Family

I believe everything happens for a greater purpose.

About six months ago I started doing devotionals with an online group of women. I started to find some inner peace.  My finding inner peace led to a more peaceful family life.

But there were still parts that needed working on.  We had a technology issue in our house.  As in, we were ALWAYS CONNECTED. Cort, me, even Eddie.  We needed to actually use our family time on being a family.

So I wrote a post about that being my New Year’s Resolution as a mom.  And we worked on it.

3D_webnurturing_the_soulIn the middle of working on it, I was sent the book, Nurturing the Soul of Your Family: 10 Ways to Reconnect and Find Peace in Everyday Life by Renee Peterson Trudeau.

This was it.

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A Good American

9780425253175_p0_v2_s260x420I’m a sucker for historical fiction.  Make it American historical fiction and I will be lost in the book for as many hours as I can possibly devote to reading each day.

That is how it was with A Good American by Alex George.

Before signing up for this book review, I read, “This is the story of the Meisenheimer family, told by James, a third-generation American living in Beatrice, Missouri.”

Done and done.

Some of my most favorite novels are stories of family histories: East of Eden, Middlesex, Fall on Your Knees, and anything by Wally Lamb.  I love to follow a great story of a family through multiple generations…to see how history weaves itself amongst the choices and secrets and directions the characters’ lives take.

A Good American was no different.

The story starts with Jette and Frederick in Germany and follows them as they immigrate to the United States at the turn of the century.  Rather than the typical story of immigrants on Ellis Island, however, Alex George has his characters come ashore in New Orleans and travel up to Missouri.  They live through wars and prohibition growing their family.  There are deaths and births, failures and victories.  And there are plot twists that will break your heart and make you burst out laughing.

The writing flows so well from one chapter to the next, it was difficult for me to stick my bookmark in and call it a night at the end of a chapter.  George left each chapter with a hint of a tease that made me want to read on.

Sometimes, however, Alex George’s blatant foreshadowing annoyed me.  Instead of just ending a chapter or section, he almost always had to add a “but that wouldn’t be the last time…” or “or so they thought…” or something along those lines.  The book, to me, didn’t need these obvious teasers; the plot itself was intriguing and endearing enough to push the reader to want to read one more section…one more chapter.  I felt that these little lines were too obvious and assumed too little of the audience.

It was easy to overlook the obvious foreshadowing, though, because as I said, the plot was really good.  I liked the development of the characters, although there was also a tone shift once the narrator’s character was born and he began talking about his own contribution to the family story.  I suppose, since this is a first person novel, that is to be expected.  But I didn’t enjoy that part of the book nearly as much as the beginning.

Overall this book was one of those perfect “winter” books:  just right for curling up with in a big chair under a blanket while sipping hot chocolate.  It reads as if you are being told an actual collection of stories from someone’s past, so it makes for a lovely companion on a chilly evening.

It left me remembering why I love books like this: I love to get caught up in the characters and their lives as if they were real.

Come see what others think and follow {or join in} to our discussion at BlogHer Book Club.

Legal Stuff: This post is sponsored by BlogHer, but all opinions are my own.

 

Here I Go Again

hereigoagainI feel like I start almost every book review with, “I was skeptical, but…”

Not this time.  I signed up for this review and when the pretty green book arrived on my door step, I almost tripped over my own excitement to get it out of its box.

Friends? I love Jen Lancaster.  Love her. I have read ALL of her books (well, Ok, I haven’t read Jeneration X yet because the Barnes and Noble by my house DOESN’T HAVE IT!  I mean, what???  I think they thought I was a crazy person because I was all “CHECK AGAIN!”

Ahem.  Anyway, where was I? Oh yes. Jen Lancaster.

I even met her once.  Oh yes, I did.

Jen Lancaster

She told me I looked cute. And then I died.

So anyway, Here I Go Again is her second fictional novel.  Her first one, If You Were Here, was pretty good. I mean it was classic Lancaster Hilarity.  The only problem I had with it was that the main characters were clearly not just based on, but WERE her and her husband, Fletch.  She gave themselves fictional names and stretched the truth of what they had to go through when doing home renovations, but it was totally them.

Funny, but I wasn’t sure she could pull of more fiction…at least any that was actually fictional.

When I started reading Here I Go Again, I thought, “Oh dear.  This character is a total biz-natch and is just like what Lancaster was like in the very beginning of Bitter is the New Black (her first memoir).  And oh look, it seems to be based on 80′s stuff.  Again.”  I started getting concerned that my favorite author was not able to actually “do” fiction.

Then I got through the first chapter.  And HAD to read the second chapter. And then the third.  And then the next day during my commute I started wondering how Lissy was going to get out of the predicament she was in.  What would she have to do next?  Where was Lancaster going with this plot?

It was a totally easy, fast read…just like all of Lancaster’s books.  They just flow and before you know it, you’ve read the whole book in a matter of hours.  Or in my case, days because I had to stop occasionally to sleep and work and do motherly things.

The basic plot is this: Lissy Ryder was the bitchy, snobby, horribly popular mean girl in high school back in the 90′s. She was a total jerk to every person in the school.  She is now in her 30′s and her life is in shambles and she is finding out that everyone hates her.  By a twist of plot, she goes back in time to try to correct her life…to be a better person…but just like in the movie Back to the Future, every tiny action has MAJOR effects on the future.

I know. It sounds weird.  And even though I am a Back to the Future fanatic, I thought it was a weird premise for a book.

But OMG.  I was totally into what happened.  I mean, halfway through the book you think, “Well look at that, she has made herself a great person…wait, there is half the book left…clearly something is going to go wrong….” And then it does.

So anyway, yes. Jen Lancaster can write fiction. It’s crazy, easy to read, and hilarious.  It’s not going to be the next Great American Novel like The Great Gatsby or Little Women, but it will stay on the best sellers list. And for a good reason…it’s awesome.

If you want to follow my {and other’s) thoughts about this book on BlogHer, check out the BlogHer Bookclub Discussions.

Legal Stuff: This post was sponsored by BlogHer Bookclub, but all opinions are my own.  I really do love Jen Lancaster this much.  But I promise, Jen, if you are reading (which you are not because you are far too busy buying Barbie Dolls while hopped up on Ambien writing something great) I am not a creeper. Swear.

Willpower Challenged

10865206I have always thought I have horrible willpower and zero self-control.  I have always been amazed by my friends who announce they are going to lose weight and get healthy and then actually do.  Scratch that, I also get immensely jealous.  I want to do that too.  I do.  But I figured because I keep NOT doing it, I must not want it bad enough.

I believe that until, you know, I am a crying mess.  And I am telling Cortney that I just don’t know why I can’t do it.

Why don’t I have the self-control to not suggest McDonald’s when he asks what we should have on a random Sunday night?  Why don’t have the willpower to turn down the donuts in the staff lounge?  Why don’t I have energy or the willpower to get my ass to the gym and move like I know I should?

I’m not usually into self-help books, but when I had the opportunity to read and review The Willpower Instinct: How Self-Control Works, Why it Matters, and What You Can Do to Get More of It, I thought, “why not? what do I have to lose?”

I was sure it would be dry (it has “the science of willpower” written on the front.  “Science” of something is usually a bit…boring, ammiright?), but I also figured that since reading all the science behind eating real food made me make a LOT of lifestyle changes for our eating, maybe this could help too.

I was pleasantly surprised that Kelly McGoniagal has a very conversational writing style.  She talks about teaching most of what is in the book as a class, and it’s evident she has learned what works and what doesn’t in the class and giving the readers the best of the best.

The book operates as if you are in her class.  You choose a goal–in the book she breaks goals down into three categories: “I want,” “I won’t,” and “I will”.  I actually chose two goals: “I won’t procrastinate” and “I will be healthier”.

Her class is a 10 week class, and guess what! The book is 10 chapters!  I didn’t take 10 weeks to read the book, but if I had had the luxury to do so, I would have loved it because the techniques and activities and exercises she suggests really fit a 10 week program.  Each task is really quite small, but the explanations and what the tasks provide are huge.

One of the things I learned about myself was that some of the things I thought were “I won’t” goals, were really “I will” goals.  And that the motivation I THOUGHT I had, wasn’t really it.

For instance, I started with “I won’t eat crap.” But soon realized it was bigger than that.  After realizing my motivation was to feel better about myself, my goal turned to “I will be healthier.”

Sometimes our strongest motivation is not what we think it is, or think it should be.  If you’re trying to change a behavior to please someone else or be the right kind of person, see if there is another “want” that holds more power for you. (page 76)

I loved this quote because it reminded me of when Cort quit smoking.  His dad died of lung cancer in 2005, but he didn’t quit smoking until 2007.  He caught SO much grief for smoking, but every time he tried to quit to please others, he failed.  It was only when he did it his way for himself that it worked.  And he has kept that self-control up for almost six years!

Interesting science + useful, helpful tips + conversational writing = a winner of a book in my opinion!

I leave you with another of my favorite quotes:

We all have the tendency to believe self-doubt and self-criticism, but listening to this voice never gets us closer to our goals. Instead, try on the point of view of mentor or good friend who believes in you, wants the best for you, and will encourage you when you feel discouraged. (page 151)

Next time I want to beat myself up for being a quitter or a slacker, I am going to try to hear the voices of those who love me telling me that I can do it.

Want to see what others are saying? Visit the BlogHer Book Club to find out!

What do you think? What is your willpower challenge?

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Disclosure: This post is sponsored by BlogHer, but the opinions are my own. I read the book, yo.  And I liked it.

Daring Greatly

I know it wouldn’t seem like it, but if you want to feel motivated to do big and exciting new things and to take chances, you should read a book about shame.

Ok, don’t just read any book about shame.  And really, don’t read a book JUST about shame.  Read one that is about getting rid of shame and being vulnerable.

Just go read Daring Greatly by Brene Brown.

The book looks small.  It’s only seven chapters, but there is a lot packed into those seven chapters.  I grossly misjudged how long it would take me to read.  Not because the reading was difficult, but because there was a lot to absorb. Plus the reading was definitely engrossing, and my time to let myself be engrossed in things is in short supply as of late.

The subtitle of the book is “How the Courage to Be Vulnerable Transforms the Way We Live, Love, Parent, and Lead.” I do all four of those things, so I jumped on this book (plus I really love Brene Brown).

The first few chapters are devoted to Brown leading the reader through her shame research–how shame gets in the way of our letting ourselves be vulnerable.  These chapters also focus on myths of vulnerability–what being vulnerable is NOT.

The next part of the book moves into all the ways we throw up barriers so no one sees our vulnerability, while also giving strategies for how to shed that armor.

The last chapters help us apply what she has taught us to the work place and to our family life, particularly with parenting.

It’s a legitimate concern to think that a book by a PhD on “research” is going to be heady and full of jargon.  Luckily, it would be an unfounded concern.  Brown has a very conversational, easy way about her reading that makes you feel like you are having a cup of tea with a friend who just happens to be a professional shame researcher.  She shares personal stories and anecdotes from years of experience.

This book is important.  There is so much in this world telling us that we are not good enough, not skinny enough, not beautiful enough, not mom enough, etc.  We begin to believe this message and we begin to carry around shame.  Yesterday I looked at the faces of my teenage students as they walked the halls–they already carry this at their young ages.

Brown stresses how it’s ok to feel our feelings, but we need to become “shame resilient”; we need to believe we are enough.

Such a powerful message.

I found myself relating on many levels: as a mother, teacher, wife, woman, writer.  I found my purpose for why I blog written more eloquently than I could ever say it:”Shame hates having words wrapped around it,”Brown writes (67). I found myself underlining this in ink and flagging it.

Yes.  This is why I blog. This is why, even when I feel like maybe I am the only one…maybe I’m not.  Maybe if I say it, the shame will be lifted and something else…something good…can replace it.

The biggest misconception is that to be vulnerable and share your shame is weak.  That is shows that you are less. The book’s message on this is clear: “Vulnerability sounds like truth and feels like courage” (37).

I encourage you to pick up this book and follow our discussion about it at BlogHer Book Club.

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I was compensated for this review by BlogHer Book Club, however all opinions are my own.

The Chaperone {a book review}

I have been teaching American Literature (11th grade English) for over a decade, and my favorite part is teaching The Great Gatsby.

Part of that love comes from the amazing conversations, thoughts, and questions that come up as we tackle a reading that is pretty difficult for most of my students.  It’s also one that, on the surface, is hard to relate to for them.  I mean, what does a book about a bunch of rich white people and their problems have to do with them?

But the rest of my love comes from my obsession with the Moderns.  The authors of the 1920′s. America in the 1920′s and 30′s.  It is by far my favorite time period to read about/study.

I am that book nerd who reads everything by Fitzgerald and Hemingway and others just to be able to put my mind and imagination into The Jazz age and out of my reality for a little bit.

So when I saw that BlogHer was going to be doing The Chaperone by Laura Moriarty for one of its summer book club reads, I was super excited and couldn’t sign up fast enough.

As soon as I saw that it was an historical fiction about Louise Brooks I got very excited. In all of my reading about the 1920′s, Louise was one of the stars that stands out in my mind as being fascinating.  I use her and Zelda Fitzgerald as examples in my classroom, so to find a novel fictionalizing her first trip to New York was beyond thrilling for me.

The Chaperone isn’t only about Louise though.  It really centers around her fictionalized chaperone, Cora Carlisle, whom her parents hire to accompany Louise one summer to NYC as she attempts to win a coveted spot on the prestigious Denishawn dance troupe. Louise is Cora’s reason for going to NYC to search for something from her past.  Something she is sure will bring her the happiness that she feels is lacking from her life.

Of course, it is evident right from the beginning that Louis is not just going to be a simple charge for Cora.  She is rebellious and “difficult”.  In fact, it almost seems that Cora is not just being hired to take Louise for a chance of a lifetime, but to get her off her parents’–mainly her mother, Myra’s–hands.

The novel is a quick read.  At least it was for me.  Some have said the first chapter drags, but I found it to be one of the most delightful to read; it was rich with description of Cora’s surroundings in Wichita, which I found to be a necessary contrast for the later description of the fast-paced New York City.

I enjoyed how the novels chapters in the beginning alternated between the present (1922) and Cora’s childhood.  Once caught up, they alternated between Cora’s home life and her current situation and escapes with Louise in the city.

Up until Cora returned from New York, I was enjoying the full description, the interesting dialogue, and the movement of the plot. The last third of the novel, while interesting, was less “showing” and more “telling” to me.

I thoroughly enjoyed reading the book and knowing what became of Cora, but I felt like the end was just a recitation of events that was crammed together so we could get her full life in the book rather than developed out.  True, the novel would have been incredibly long, but after such detail in the first two-thirds of the novel and the back and forth structure of the chapters, the final five chapters seemed like a biography of a fictional character.

Overall, I really liked the book and would totally recommend it as a great summer read.

Want to know what others thought?  Head on over to the BlogHer Book Club for more discussion about The Chaperone!

The Legal Stuff: I was compensated for this book review by BlogHer Book Club, but the opinions are all my own. 

Posts that Make me Go BOOM! {12}

It’s Saturday again.

Wait.  It’s Saturday again?  Really?

Already?

I am not a fan of how quickly these weeks are going by.

Anyway, in the blur that was this week,  I did a wee bit of reading (and writing).

Here are the most noteworthy of what I read this week:

First, Tracy of Sellabit Mum wrote I Hold These Truths Only Until They Aren’t True Anymore… dispelling the idea that her life is perfect and lucky just because that is what she chooses to write about.  Not only did I giggle a lot, but I appreciated the fact that she gently reminds us that we can’t judge anyone based on their blog…because we don’t know the rest of the story.

Alison of Mama Wants This! wrote a post asking the simple question “why do you blog” in her post, This Is About Blogging. This is actually something that has been bumping around in my head ever since I wrote about how blogging is not my business a couple months ago.  And I have a draft that I have gone back to no less than a scazillion times about why I have this space.  The conversation in the comments is really heated in some places on this post, but it’s a really timely question for a lot of bloggers, in my opinion.

And lastly this week, I stumbled upon a link to a blog called AndersonFamilyZoo’s Blog by a woman by the name of Jen who is healing from cancer and has chemotherapy.  She is currently bald and wearing it proudly.  The post that was shared, Bald on the Run, is one where she asks for specific prayers and mentions that she reads comments during chemo.  How can you not go tell her you’re thinking of her?

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Last week I forgot to tell you that I had a post at BNV about bullying: Bullying: Not Just A Lesson For Kids.

Today I have a post up about what I think about my 2-year old using my Nook and Cort’s tablet: Toddlers and Tablets

And I finished a book this week and then wrote about it:  American Salvage by Bonnie Jo Campbell

 

American Salvage by Bonnie Jo Campbell

This is not the first time this title has been over here.  My friend, Jeremy talked about his experience reading American Salvage at the beginning of last year.  As soon as his post went live, I knew I wanted to read this collection of short stories.

I’m a junkie for local regionalism, and while I think Campbell’s stories aren’t necessarily regional in the sense that they are unique to southwest Michigan, there is definitely a regional flare with the language and places.

Just as I devoured Hemingway’s “Nick” stories that were set in northern Michigan, I sped through Campbell’s tales from the area where I went to college…both for my Bachelor’s and my Master’s.  I became pretty well acquainted with the areas–from the wealthy professors and locals to the more rural areas where I did my student assisting.

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