Taking Inventory Sunday, Jul 27 2008 

What I want to read soon in my lifetime: All of the summaries are from Amazon.com

1. The Monsters of Templeton by: Lauren Groff…At the start of Groff’s lyrical debut, 28-year-old Wilhelmina Willie Upton returns to her picturesque hometown of Templeton, N.Y., after a disastrous affair with her graduate school professor during an archeological dig in Alaska. In Templeton, Willie’s shocked to find that her once-bohemian mother, Vi, has found religion. Vi also reveals to Willie that her father wasn’t a nameless hippie from Vi’s commune days, but a man living in Templeton. With only the scantiest of clues from Vi, Willie is determined to untangle the roots of the town’s greatest families and discover her father’s identity. Brilliantly incorporating accounts from generations of Templetonians—as well as characters borrowed from the works of James Fenimore Cooper, who named an upstate New York town Templeton in The Pioneers—Groff paints a rich picture of Willie’s current predicaments and those of her ancestors. Readers will delight in Willie’s sharp wit and Groff’s creation of an entire world, complete with a lake monster and illegitimate children.

2. The Novel by: Franco Moretti…Nearly as global in its ambition and sweep as its subject, Franco Moretti’s The Novel is a watershed event in the understanding of the first truly planetary literary form. A translated selection from the epic five-volume Italian Il Romanzo (2001-2003), The Novel’s two volumes are a unified multiauthored reference work, containing more than one hundred specially commissioned essays by leading contemporary critics from around the world. Providing the first international comparative reassessment of the novel, these essential volumes reveal the form in unprecedented depth and breadth — as a great cultural, social, and human phenomenon that stretches from the ancient Greeks to today, where modernity itself is unimaginable without the genre.

3.  The Invention of Morel by: Aldolfo Bioy Casares… “The masterpiece among Bioy Casares’ short, intense novels is The Invention of Morel, a book that won raves from Borges (who placed it alongside Franz Kafka’s The Trial), was called “perfect” by Octavio Paz, and inspired one of French cinema’s most infamous moviesf, Last Year at Marienbad (1961). Though it was published in 1940, the book’s continuing relevance was recently proven when it was featured on Lost — a cameo many viewers perceive as a key to that TV show’s plot. But that doesn’t mean this is a tough tract unfit for quality beach time… Just know that Morel is a poetic evocation of the experience of love, an inquiry into how we know one another, and a still-relevant examination of how technology has changed our relationship with reality. It’s also a great read — one you’ll be pressing into the hands of your fellow beach-goers.” –Boldtype

4. Proust’s Way by: Roger Shattuck… Cobbling together commentary, instruction and practical advice, this grab-bag of a guide attempts to fill a gap in the vast library of Proust literature, with mixed results. Eminent scholar Shattuck (author of Proust’s Binoculars and the National Book Award-winning Marcel Proust) eschews the personal approach favored by Alain de Botton and Phyllis Rose in their popular memoir-appreciations, but he does not limit himself to scholarly analysis, either, producing instead a kind of sophisticated Cliff Notes. The guide begins with a helpful overview of the novel and a chapter answering basic questions: in what language should one read Proust? (In French, if at all possible.) Is it absolutely necessary to read all 3,000 pages? (It is not–and Shattuck supplies an abridged reading plan in a footnote.) Moving on to a discussion of narrative strategies and themes, Shattuck urges an appreciation of Proust’s often-overlooked comic sensibility and examines the author’s more familiar preoccupations like time, memory and art. Most enlightening is his complex explication of the double “I” Proust employs: the gap between young Marcel and his older incarnation, the Narrator, creates what Shattuck terms a “stereopticon effect,” by means of which the novel springs to four-dimensional life. A fascinating if polemical second-to-last chapter weighs in on ongoing debates in the world of Proust scholarship, judges the various French and English editions of the novel and examines its film versions. Although much of the guide is genuinely illuminating, the best material will be familiar to readers of Shattuck’s previous works (he acknowledges his borrowings in his introduction), and some of the new sections–particularly an experimental “Coda,” a fictional radio interview with a Proust scholar–strain for effect.

5. AAACKKKKK!!!! I found this while browsing and must have it! LINK HERE.

6. What I Talk About When I Talk About Running by: Haruki Murakami…In 1982, having sold his jazz bar to devote himself to writing, Murakami began running to keep fit. A year later, he’d completed a solo course from Athens to Marathon, and now, after dozens of such races, not to mention triathlons and a dozen critically acclaimed books, he reflects upon the influence the sport has had on his life and—even more important—on his writing. Equal parts training log, travelogue, and reminiscence, this revealing memoir covers his four-month preparation for the 2005 New York City Marathon and takes us to places ranging from Tokyo’s Jingu Gaien gardens, where he once shared the course with an Olympian, to the Charles River in Boston among young women who outpace him. Through this marvelous lens of sport emerges a panorama of memories and insights: the eureka moment when he decided to become a writer, his greatest triumphs and disappointments, his passion for vintage LPs, and the experience, after fifty, of seeing his race times improve and then fall back. By turns funny and sobering, playful and philosophical, What I Talk About When I Talk About Running is rich and revelatory, both for fans of this masterful yet guardedly private writer and for the exploding population of athletes who find similar satisfaction in distance running.

There’s more of course…

Friday Magazines from Magical Periodical Department in Library Friday, Jun 13 2008 

New York Magazine:

  • “Martial artists convened in Union Square to voluntarily beat each other senseless.”
  • An article discussing different egg bought from the Union Square Greenmarket. I am so excited about this Greenmarket and these organic eggs. The egg that won is from Flying Pigs Farm.
  • Movie to check out: The Go-Getter directed by Martin Hynes.
  • “NYPL’s Donnell foreign-language library is closing and will be replaced by a hotel.” Say what? I also heard that the Mercantile library is going to be gone by the time I get there… hello? Where will the Proust Society meet?
  • Another movie to check out: Operation Filmmaker.

Bomb Magazine:

  • The PoPedology of an Ambient Language by: Edwin Torres
  • I really enjoyed the Lydia Millet/Johnathan Franzen conversation…both writers I have trouble with, but I think that his ending comment was a little bitchy.?
  • Sway by: Zachary Lazar. Becky might find this interesting? Lots of stuff about The Rolling Stones?
  • The word conceit has been used twice so far in this magazine…to mean idea. I can’t decide how I feel about that.
  • There is an ad for a reward: $25 dollars for any European Starling captured in the 5 boroughs of New York and $5 dollars for any European Starling’s egg found in the 5 boroughs of New York. www.starlingmigration.info is the website given. Maybe I should keep my eyes open and make some extra cash. Bizarre. Keep a look out for this bird!
  • This exchange is fantastic. The translator and the translated. I’m couldn’t be more intrigued… “The possibilities of English, to a writer whose mother tongue is English, feel limitless. Everyone’s mother tongue feels infinite. So follow me here: if one’s mother tongue is infinite, the great works written in other languages exist in separate galaxies. Ergo, translation is a subgenre of science fiction.” Raja Alem and her translator Tom McDonough. The book is My Thousand and One Nights.

Library Journal:

  • Yes, I am a dork.
  • Becoming a champion of Library of Congress Subject Headings? Becoming a Radical Reference Librarian? Yes, please! radicalreference.info is the place to go. Here are some of the headings they came up with: Bollywood Films, Net Neutrality, Folksonomy, Organic Foods, Freeganism, and Posthumanism. You see: if I need to come up with subject headings and they are not authorized: I can’t used them! It gets really annoying after a while.
  • There has been a 44.5% increase in enrollment in ALA accredited master’s degree programs… hmmmm….
  • This is all fascinating to me because I have no idea what I want to be a part of, what I want to specialize in, what will make me money (it shouldn’t be important, but it is). The ALA conference was held in Anaheim, California this year. I can’t wait until I can go to a conference with other librarians and go to some of these talks. An example of what is most interesting to me is: Cataloging and Metadata: basically the future of cataloging… and I guess I will be involved in this future when it comes… There is a library in Arizona that has abolished the Dewey system in favor of a ‘bookstore’ like model. There is a question about whether library catalogs will even be needed in the future. Apparently by next year, the AACR2 is going to be replaced by the RDA (Resource Description and Access) and I don’t know what that means for me, but I’m excited to be involved in the middle of this change. There are so many weird abbreviations for everything…. ALA, LIS, RFID, etc.
  • The most awesome library blog in the land: hours and hours of joyous reading is http://scanblog.blogspot.com/
  • “S. R. Ranganathan, known as the “the father of library science in India,” and respected by librarians all over the world, proposed five laws of library science. Most librarians worldwide accept them as the foundations of their philosophy.[These laws are:
  • Books are for use.--basically, shelves are open to the public and books are not chained to the stacks.
  • Every reader his [or her] book.–Multiculturalism?
  • Every book its reader.–If something is not being used, it needs to be utilized in order for the person who needs it can find it. Even if they don’t know they need it.
  • Save the time of the User.–Efficiency, timeliness, respect.
  • The library is a growing organism.–change is good. newbies like me!

–taken from Wikipedia.

  • There are three workshops on how to deal with the ‘difficult’ and the ‘weird’ in a library setting. Love it.
  • I think it would be advantageous for a budding Library Science student to attend one of these conferences and just sit in and absorb. However, I don’t think anyone would pony up the cash to give me that opportunity. Not likely. My goal is to meet and pick the brains of as many librarians as humanly possible. That’s where the metropolis of NYC helps a great deal.

This is hilarious. Thus, the last magazine… The New Yorker

  • The Running Novelist by Haruki Murakami… a cartoon of a running Haruki-san and this quote so far…”I just figured that since failure was not an option, I had to give it everything I had.” And “Now I felt as though I’d reached the top of a steep staircase and emerged into an open space. I was confident that I’d be able to handle any new problems that might crop up. I took a deep breath, glanced back at the stairs I’d just climbed, then slowly gazed around me and began to contemplate the next stage of my life.”
  • This is so sweet: “But, at that point, I felt that the indispensable relationship I should build in my life was not with a specific person but with an unspecified number of readers. My readers would welcome whatever life style I chose, as long as I made sure that each new work was an improvement over the last. And shouldn’t that be my duty–and my top priority–as a novelist? I don’t see my readers’ faces, so in a sense my relationship with them is a conceptual one, but I’ve consistently considered it the most important thing in my life.” Aww, I love you too Haruki-san.

I have to admit that I didn’t read the rest of this New  Yorker today… but I will another day. This has been fun!

Till next time, Adios Amigos!

Possession Tuesday, Apr 8 2008 

I am not sure how I feel about the new set up here at wordpress, I think I might grow to like it. That’s really neither here nor there. (I love that saying in writing). I found this de Kooning painting on a website and also this quote:

There are roughly three New Yorks. There is, first, the New York of the man or woman who was born here, who takes the city for granted and accepts it size and its turbulence as natural and inevitable. Second, there is the New York of the commuter– the city that is devoured by locusts each day and spat out each night. Third, there is the New York of the person who was born somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something. Of these three trembling cities the greatest is the last– the city of final destination, the city that is a goal. It is this third city that accounts for New York’s high-strung disposition, its poetical deportment, its dedication to the arts, and its incomparable achievements. Commuters give the city its tidal restlessness; natives give it solidity and continuity; but the settlers give it passion. And whether it is a farmer arriving from Italy to set up a small grocery store in a slum, or a young girl arriving from a small town in Mississippi to escape the indignity of being observed by her neighbors, or a boy arriving from the Corn Belt with a manuscript in his suitcase and a pain in his heart, it makes no difference: each embraces New York with the intense excitement of first love, each absorbs New York with the fresh eyes of an adventurer, each generates heat and light to dwarf the Consolidated Edison Company.

- E.B. White, “Here is New York”

Apparently this is a neat little essay written by E. B. White in a hotel room in New York City, and I want to get my hands on the whole thing. I could start a whole shelf devoted to these musings on my future home.

Something weird is going on when I don’t want to do anything but listen to Pandora and while away the minutes until I get to go home. I don’t want to read or think about my responsibilities right now. I think it’s called a mixture of Spring Fever (the trees have turned and I must be under them!) and Graduation-itis (a rare form of ‘I don’t give a shit-fever’ coupled with an amnesia like sensation of not knowing who you are or where you are or who those people are who are telling you to write them papers.) I’m not sure if I will survive. But The Mountain Goats guy is singing me through it.

I’m still reading, don’t worry, just not as much as usual. Trying to get through Auto da Fe by Elias Canetti. and Possession by A. S. Byatt. Both are excellent and pair together well. I’m pretty annoyed with Interlibrary loan for this major disruption in Proust reading, but there’s not much to be done about that. I am wanting a book from the Science library which is not on North Campus so I have no idea where it is or how to get there, how I’m going to find time to get there, etc. I’m also really excited about the next few months worth of new releases that I won’t be able to afford to buy myself and they are:

Chuck Palahniuk-Snuff

Louise Erdrich-The Plague of Doves

Maureen Freely-Enlightenment

Salman Rushdie-The Enchantress of Florence

David Sedaris-When You Are Engulfed in Flames

Haruki Murakami-What I Talk About When I Talk About Running.

Just to name a few. Also going now to research Sanford Berman, a radical librarian.

Love, Jessica