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Well, actually it is-- if I had an actual pile as opposed to a list full of objects I do not necessarily own, the pile would be constantly threatening to crush me, and would take up more of the apartment than I really want to think about. And working at a bookstore has given me a whole new set of priorities, since if I care about spoilers I now have to make sure to read the new releases pretty quickly.
(Digression: Dear ninety percent of everyone who walks into the store: I do not know when the new George R. R. Martin is coming out! No one knows! I will put up a sign or something when there is information! Aaagh! End digression.)
But anyway. I've been spending a lot of time with comfort reading over the last few months, because there has been a lot of stress going on, and I am starting to come out of that phase, and would like to assist myself in coming out of that phase.
So, can anyone rec me books you think would be out of my comfort zone? I'm looking for stuff that is definitely good, but is nothing it would ever occur to me to read. The subject areas I already read compulsively are fantasy, science fiction, litcrit on the above, classical studies, urban planning, that thing we still annoyingly refer to as 'the Western canon', history from ancient Greece to the Enlightenment (again, sigh, mostly European, though I do try), film criticism, mythology/mythography, and medieval theology.
If you can't think of anything that would be out of my comfort zone, or don't know me well enough to speculate, I will cheerfully accept recs for things that would be out of anybody's comfort zones, although I would prefer that you not rec me things that have absolutely no point other than to be profoundly depressing, and I would appreciate warnings for either nasty things involving insects or large quantities of sexual violence.
Thanks!
(Digression: Dear ninety percent of everyone who walks into the store: I do not know when the new George R. R. Martin is coming out! No one knows! I will put up a sign or something when there is information! Aaagh! End digression.)
But anyway. I've been spending a lot of time with comfort reading over the last few months, because there has been a lot of stress going on, and I am starting to come out of that phase, and would like to assist myself in coming out of that phase.
So, can anyone rec me books you think would be out of my comfort zone? I'm looking for stuff that is definitely good, but is nothing it would ever occur to me to read. The subject areas I already read compulsively are fantasy, science fiction, litcrit on the above, classical studies, urban planning, that thing we still annoyingly refer to as 'the Western canon', history from ancient Greece to the Enlightenment (again, sigh, mostly European, though I do try), film criticism, mythology/mythography, and medieval theology.
If you can't think of anything that would be out of my comfort zone, or don't know me well enough to speculate, I will cheerfully accept recs for things that would be out of anybody's comfort zones, although I would prefer that you not rec me things that have absolutely no point other than to be profoundly depressing, and I would appreciate warnings for either nasty things involving insects or large quantities of sexual violence.
Thanks!
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Date: 2008-10-13 06:05 pm (UTC)Hilary McKay's Casson family series is children's mainstream, so lovely.
My local SF bookstore put up a sign with things they didn't want to talk about, and one was the construction then under way, and another was the new George R. R. Martin. Poor things.
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Date: 2008-10-13 06:15 pm (UTC)Joe R. Lansdale's East Texas books-- Bad Chili, Mucho Mojo, Two-Bear Mambo. They might involve insects given the setting; lots of violence but not generally sexual. Very funny, very "politically incorrect" in the interest of accurately depicting local attitudes, more depth of feeling than one might expect.
It was mid-April when I got home from the offshore rig and discovered my good friend Leonard Pine had lost his job bouncing drunks at the Hot Cat Club because in a moment of anger, when he had a bad ass on the ground out back of the place, he'd flopped his tool and pissed on the rowdy's head.
Since a large percentage of the club was outside watching Leonard pop this would-be troublemaker like a Ping-Pong ball, and since Leonard hadn't been discreet enough to turn to a less visible angle when he decided to water the punk's head, the management was inclined to believe Leonard had overreacted.
Leonard couldn't see this. In fact, he thought it was good business. He told management if word of this got around, potential troublemakers would be sayin', "You start some shit at the Hot Cat Club, you get that mean queer nigger on your ass, and he'll piss on your head."
Leonard, taking into account the general homophobia and racism of the local population, considered this a deterrent possibly even more effective than the death penalty. The management disagreed, said they hated to do it, but they had to let him go.
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Date: 2008-10-13 06:17 pm (UTC)Eric Jay Dolin's Leviathan: The History of Whaling in America (2007). Because did you know that John Hancock went into politics because he blew out his family's whaling fortune?
Richard Fortey's Dry Storeroom No. 1: The Secret Life of the Natural History Museum (2008). Because
The Crypts [cryptogams: "a broad term for plants that have 'hidden' reproduction, rather than replicating themselves from obvious things like seeds"] also helped to save the United Kingdom during the Second World War. At the outbreak of war there was a curator of "seaweeds"—marine algae—called Geoffrey Tandy. He had come to the Natural History Museum from the BBC. He had a wonderful voice, and was a close confidant of T.S. Eliot's; he it was who made the first ever broadcast of Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats. According to his successor, Tandy was a competent taxonomist and contributed many herbarium sheets to the collections, which are still referred to today. However, he was not much of a publisher, and wrote only two scientific papers while at the Museum, a deficiency that eventually led to him being called up before the Trustees; he excused himself on the ground that "writing up" was not part of his job description. He apparently ran two families in tandem, from which one son on the illegitimate side survives. The reason he saved the country—possibly even the world—from Nazism was because he was a cryptogamist. Evidently, a functionary in the Ministry of War had never heard of cryptogams, and thought that Tandy must have been an expert in cryptography (that one extra letter ensures that the words appear next to one another in the dictionary). He was recruited to Bletchley Park—centre of signals intelligence during the war—because of his alleged talent in solving messages written in code. He had to work alongside the great brains that were tackling the mysteries of the Enigma Code—the only seaweed man among the ranks of cryptographers. It was a most fortunate screw-up. When sodden notebooks written in code were recovered from German U-boats, they seemed beyond recovery. However, Geoffrey Tandy knew exactly what to do. The problem was actually not so different from preserving marine algae. The Museum supplied the appropriate absorbent paper, and the pages covered in cryptic language were saved from soggy obscurity. The code was cracked, thanks to the fact that the word Linnaeus used for organisms reproducing by spores was but one letter different from the word describing messages written in code. One thinks of James Thomson ("The Seasons," 1730): "A lucky chance that oft decides the fate / Of mighty monarchs." Or dictators.
C.P. Cavafy, The Canon: The Original One Hundred and Fifty-Four Poems. Because the poems are awesome and this edition is bilingual.
Any of these suit?
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Date: 2008-10-13 07:08 pm (UTC)(Note: The temptation to post a huge list of related texts is, ah, extreme.)
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Date: 2008-10-13 07:51 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2008-10-13 08:25 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2008-10-13 09:46 pm (UTC)He is one of the more satisfying archaeological theorists I have ever read, bcause he doesn't forget about Greece and Rome.
Also, I read a hilarious romance novel recently by Georgette Heye called 'The Masqueraders.' It's got corss-dressing siblings, a very large man, a trickster, and Jacobites. What more do you need?
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Date: 2008-10-14 01:22 am (UTC)The Alley by Eleanor Estes - can't remember if I rec'd this before of if you'd read it already, but I will recommend this book to anyone.
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Date: 2008-10-14 01:36 pm (UTC)THE VANISHED CHILD by Sarah Smith is one I rec a lot. Mysteries by Kate Ross--CUT TO THE QUICK is the first of the four.
You might like Sarah Caudwell--very literary and funny mysteries.
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Date: 2008-10-14 04:13 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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