Tuesday, 14 August 2012

August.

Ok guys, here it is: Peter Pan, or the Boy Who Would Not Grow Up (the play). How predictable am I? Yes, I've read it before. In fact, I know it is as dear to some of your hearts as it is to mine. That's part of the reason I've chosen this piece; I can't wait to talk about it more with you all! Another reason is that I've got a little boy growing inside me, and I want to stoke the fire a little. Last, I think we're all familiar enough with the story that, even if we have trouble finishing it by the end of the month, we'll all get to join in the discussion.

As I type this, Jesse and I are thumbing through our ancient copy (the one I picked up in a tiny village in Scotland called Bridge of Allen and literally clutched to my chest as I walked home in the woods). I knew which copy Jesse had grabbed by the smell of the pages.

If you can, get a hold of a copy with the Dedication to the Five. It's beautiful. I haven't read the play through in a few years, and I can't wait to start again. As much as I love this story, I love the way it was written almost more. The stage directions are magical. The stage directions!

Anyway, if the library doesn't have the play version, here's an Amazon link where you can order it in an anthology of JM Barrie's plays for cheap. I hope hope hope it's the original play. I "looked inside this book" and it seems to be.

Peter Pan and Other Plays

Is this ok with everyone?


Friday, 10 August 2012

Learning From Man's Best Friend!!!

Well... I feel like we should discuss the books we read for July. Now I was naughty and only read one of the books. My used book store and my local library didn't have Major Pettigrew's Last Stand so I read The Art of Racing in the Rain by Garth Stein.


Now this book really took me for a journey. From the preface I knew i would love it. But I found myself struggling to finish. I just felt so utterly betrayed by the twins (the grandparents)that I just didn't want to read anymore. But I just had to keep reading to see the end.

So because of my issues I am having a hard time thinking about what to discuss. So I cheated and found some questions online!


Some early readers of the novel have observed that viewing the world through a dog's eyes makes for a greater appreciation of being human. Why do you think this is?


I really agree with the greater appreciation comment. But I really think it is because we have such a Zen dog perspective. I think that if we had the dog from "Up" then we would think differently. I like that Enzo is such a deep thinker and yet he doesn't get into the naggy drama that we humans dwell upon.

Do you find yourself looking at your own dog differently after reading this novel?


Oh I completely did! While reading I kept wondering what Lucy (my 5 year old Shitzu/ Terrier mix) thought of how I treated her. I wondered if she thought I was babying her too much or if I spoke to her enough or too much. If she feels safe with us, or if she sometimes still feels like a visitor. (We only have had her for a year.) I wonder if she is very Zen or if she is as girly as I think she is.


To be honest it made me think a lot more of my dog’s outlook on things. I loved that!

In the book, we get glimpses into the mindset and mentality of a race car driver. What parallels can you think of between the art of racing and the art of living?


Now I could take this question several ways. Professionally our careers can be a race, or a marathon to see if/when/and how we can achieve our goals. In relationships I think it can relate to knowing your surroundings, your partner/team/significant other and what you both need to do to stay in sync and moving forward together to the next lap, or the next race.

Denny and Enzo and the way they relate racing into their whole being shows how preparation and planning and endurance relate to both life and racing. The twins also show that planning and knowing your course, your opponents, and your pace can pretty much determine your race. But only what you can control. The twins did all they could to achieve the win they wanted. But they couldn't completely control their opponent...Denny. (Sorry I'm probably not explaining myself very well..codeine does that to me.)

“That which you manifest is before you.” Garth Stein: “We are in charge of our own lives. We create our own destiny. And we have to take responsibility—a big job. If we delegate to people around us, we get what we deserve. If we really want something, we have to set our attention on it and do everything it takes to get it. . . . The energy we put out to the world is what the world becomes for us.” Is this true for the characters in the book?

All I can really say to those statements and that question is YES!!!
In life we get what we put into it. And we could see this with the characters in the book. It may not happen quickly but I do believe that we get what we strive for. My brain is getting a little too fuzzy. SO I will end it there!
Now discuss… and anyone who has read the other book… please post!


August Read

Hi all,

IF you haven't noticed, I'm really not very good at this business. But I have been thinking our August book. Let me sift through a couple options tonight and hopefully tomorrow I'll post what I've found. I'm thinking something either short or easy or both, as it's already 10 days into the month. I miss you all and hope your lives are all swimming right along happily!

Tuesday, 10 July 2012

Hey I'm new!


Hi, I'm Carrie!
I apologize for the pictures... the only ones I have of me reading are also of just my legs. Which is odd.

I feel so privileged to be in this super exclusive book club! I feel like a mason only less manly and secretive.
Just thought I would introduce myself. I'm living in Utah and have a good-lookin'-hard-workin'-soft-spoken husband and a bananas 1 year old. This is us at the Smithsonian:


I stay at home and have a social work degree. I have a blog where I talk about my day and stuff I make because I'm pretty typical like that. I even like Diet Coke and watch The Bachelor.

Liz once told me that I'm mainstream but wearing a really cool hat. 

I have always loved to read and had a goal this year to join a book club so I'm pretty excited.
Is this weird to do an introduction post? I would love it if all of you introduced yourselves in the comments or something because I think there are some of you I don't know.

Thursday, 5 July 2012

July Bookie-Wook

Hiya peeps!

Sorry I've been sort of absent from this group...I'm not now that it's my choice! Ha ha.

Anyway, I couldn't decide between two books. I just did a "Book Recommendation Post" on my personal blog, so here are two of the books from that list. Which one would you guys like to read for July?

(Click on the picture to enlarge and read more.)



Major Pettigrew's last stand is very British, something along the lines of "Remains of the Day," and oh so tender.  Focus is on human relationships.

The Art of Racing in the Rain is much more along the lines of "Tuesdays With Morrie," although there's a lot more humor in it. Focus is on life lessons.

Cast your votes in the comments, my friends!

Wednesday, 4 July 2012

Let’s Talk About Dead Bodies

Disclaimer: I sort of freaked myself out by trying to hard to make this a meaningful post. Please help me me make this discussion better by commenting!


So... this month was Samalama DingDong's choice and she chose "Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers" by Mary Roach. When she told me about it I was initially so excited! I ran to my nearest bookstore and picked it up. It hooked me right in the beginning.



"Being dead is absurd. It's the silliest situation you'll find yourself in. Your limbs are floppy and uncooperative. Your mouth hangs open. Being dead is unsightly and stinky and embarrassing, and there's not a damn thing to be done about it." (In the introduction) And then on the next page: "One's own dead are more than cadavers; they are place holders for the living. They are a focus, a receptacle, for emotions that no longer have one. The dead of science are always strangers."


I love how the author can go from sarcastic, witty and funny to heartfelt. It isn't something I would have thought possible on this subject. And yet she does it beautifully. I really think this book is worth discussing for so many reasons. Each of her chapters are so educational, interesting, and thought provoking. There is a lot more to being a cadaver than I thought. And I just don’t mean the donated body.

Personally I am a registered donor, on the bone marrow registry, and a regular blood donor. I love the idea of being able to bless those in need in any way I can. And yet with all that, I still am unsure about my position on donating your body to science, and some of its uses. And I guess that relates to my faith and my thoughts on our physical bodies, and how they are a gift from God that we are responsible to take care of while we are here. Now that is as far as I will go with my faith, because this shouldn't be a religious discussion, but I can’t seem to totally disconnect my faith with my logical brain… they seem to be intertwined. But I can say this… I think it is our duty as a human race to help where and when we can, and it any way we can. Ms. Roach makes me laugh when she said:

“I’m a believer in organ and tissue (bone, cartilage, skin) donation, but was startled to learn that donated skin that isn’t used for, say, grafting onto burn victims may be processed and used cosmetically to plump up wrinkles and aggrandize penises. While I have no preconceived notions on the hereafter, I stand firm in my conviction that it should not take the form of someone else’s underpants.” P.24




Okay so now I’ll jump of that podium for a second and just get back to how much I enjoyed that way Ms. Roach approached this subject, and the way she wrote about it. You can tell she has a respect for the subject and those involved, but she also added humor so the book wasn’t too heavy. I think my favorite portion of her writing was when she was talking about donor H.

“But H is different. She has made three sick people well. She has brought them extra time on earth. To be able, as a dead person, to make a gift of this magnitude is phenomenal. Most people don’t manage this sort of thing while they’re alive. Cadavers like H are the dead’s heroes. It is astounding to me, and achingly sad, that with eighty thousand people on the waiting list for donated hearts and livers and kidneys, with sixteen a day dying there on that list, that more than half of the people in the position of H’s family was in will say no, will choose to burn those organs or let them rot. We abide the surgeon’s scalpel to save our own lives, our loved ones’ lives, but not to save a strangers life. H has no heart, but heartless is the last thing you’d call her.” P.195


It must have been so very powerful to watch this persons vital organs cut out and distributed for individuals miles away from one another. To know that through this sadness to H’s family, there can be joy and hope. In a small way she still lives on.



Now I will just share a few of my favorite quotes that either had me thinking, or laughing, or both:


* “The human being of centuries past was clearly in another league, insofar as pain endurance went. The further back you go, the more we could take. P.29


*“We are biology. We are reminded of this at the beginning and the end, at birth and at death. In between we do what we can to forget.” P.84


*“The distance between the very old, sick, frail person and the dead one is short, with a poorly marked border. The more time you spend with the invalid elderly (I have seen both my parents in this state), the more you come to see extreme old age as a gradual easing into death.” Pp. 97-98


*“A male heart is in fact slightly different from a female heart. A heart surgeon can tell one from the other by looking at the ECG, because the intervals are slightly different. When you put a female heart into a man, it continues to beat like a female heart. And vice versa.” P.192


*“If you could at all help it, it was extremely advisable, historically, to avoid being epileptic. Treatments for it have included distilled human skull, dried human heart, bolus of human mummy, boy’s urine, excrement of mouse, goose, and horse, warm gladiator blood, arsenic, strychnine, cod liver oil, and borax.” P.226


*“While I am thankful to be alive in the era of antibiotics and over-the-counter Gyne-Lotrimin, I am saddened by modern medicine’s contributions to medical nomenclature. Where once we had scrofula and dropsy, now we have supraventricular tachyarrhythmia and glossopharyngeal neuralgia. Gone are quinsy, glanders, and farcy. So long exuberant granulations and cerebral softening. Fare-thee-well, tetter and hectic fever. Even the treatments used to have evocative, literary flavor. The Merck Manual of 1899 listed ‘a tumbleful of Carlsbad waters, sipped hot while dressing’ as a remedy for constipation and the lovely, if enigmatic, ‘removal inland’ as a cure for insomnia.” P.226


*“’Do not spit at the beach.’ Unless, I thought to myself, the beach suffers from nightmares, ulcers, ophthalmia, or fetid perspiration.” P.244


I am so glad that Samalama chose this book. I doubt I would have found it on my own, and I love the differing tastes of those in our book club! I hope everyone else enjoyed it and that we can have a good discussion!

Tuesday, 19 June 2012

My name is....

Hey everyone.. I am Samiee... Many of you have no idea who I am and that is because I am a loser and I have not been participating in this amazing book club! I have a million and one excuses as to why I have been MIA but non of them are sufficient. The truth is... I AM LAME! There I said it.. I am lame.

I have not been in a reading place. I go through phases of devouring books 2 at a time for months and then I will not read for months... I am currently in a non- reading phase. I want to participate so bad but I just can't focus. So I am so sorry folks for being lame... and I picked the book for this month and while I have it on my Nook.. ready to go I just haven't found the time to read *sigh* Someday. Hope you guys enjoyed it!

Samiee-the-lame