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Ming Liu bh_lewis — Pretty good. Will be looking for the sequel - Blue Magic - next year. Longer review here: http://wordsinscarletink.wordpress.co...

Mimi Ace mimiace — i will never look at cockroaches the same again

Fábio Costa fabiobinho — The essays here are of variable interest, one's reactions will presumably go according to one's personal interests and history. The style, which I gather some like and some don't, is spare, individual, and compelling. Now, when I say the style is compelling, I don't mean that it always succeeds in making the topic at hand interesting or in winning the reader over to the author's point of view, but I do think it persuades one to read on, in order to see what comes next. In a sense it seems mildly unimportant whether I liked these, despite the fact that I liked some very much and others did not ultimately interest me. Yes, I know just what she's getting at in "On Keeping a Notebook." I derive a perverse entertainment from certain of the essays, as I've encountered some of what she describes in California life, even though all of the essays were written before I arrived in California. I suppose the thing that loomed large when I finished the book (the sensation is no longer fresh a day later) was the sense that this was the voice of someone caught between worlds, none of which really held a satisfactory place for her. It's in part again a generational matter. Not everyone born in the 1930s felt this unease and malaise in the 1960s, but it's clear how despite being barely over thirty, she could tell that no matter how successful a writer she was, she was part of what became termed the Silent Generation. Theoretically capable of fitting in with either the older people who really saw the Great Depression as children, or with the oldest of the Baby Boomers, she was afflicted with a nostalgia for Life Before the 1960s. She was too mature and too serious to embrace the youth culture, and instead clearly had the depressing sensation that the world was falling apart. She provides a dystopian view to which many readers, of a variety of generations, can relate. While some of what she describes feels external to me (enjoyably or boringly), I was struck by her definition of self-respect in "On Self-Respect." I would never have dreamed of calling the quality she describes by this name, but it's a quality I recognize as one that has gradually developed in me. She describes such people as having the courage of their mistakes. She gives the example of how, if they choose to commit adultery, they don't succumb to the desire to go bleating about their bad conscience or complain too much about being named co-respondent in the divorce court, but simply accept that bad conscience and divorce court are not surprising results of their actions. I am more inclined to think that this is a form of dissociation rather than self-respect, but unquestionably it is a useful quality to possess, as whether or not one has cause for bad conscience, life throws many things in one's path that are best faced with a certain imperturbable toughness. It isn't that one stops feeling pain, but there is a distancing effect. And in this book the reader follows along as the author further develops that personal carapace.

Emmeline Mcilvain emmelinebeal — I didn't like this one nearly as much as the first one. I am curious what happens to the other kids though.