Sunday, March 28, 2010

So, I read Little Bee. I felt like my heart was breaking again and again. The part in the book (that repeats) where she figures out how to kill herself when the men come was probably one of the saddest and most beautiful things I have read in a long time. I have to say though, that the end was deeply unsatisfying. Inevitable maybe, but unresolved and a little lalala children of all colors playing together. What was the point? She went through hell, only to get a glimpse of what might make her happy and then she gets caught. I get that she doesn't kill herself when the men finally come, because she wants those moments with batman, and she needs to repay her "debt" by saving him (his life and his need to be a superhero), but what the fuck is going to happen to her next? And boy did this book leave me angry with men: weak, violent, ruiners of everything. I mean not really but sort of. When I think of all of the destruction and sadness caused in the world and in my own life by men I almost forget that my man heals me. Interesting that it was written by a man. I wasn't so sure about the character development of the other woman, you have a woman who would give her finger to save the life of a girl and then she turns out to be kinda a shallow one, self-absorbed and in love with a pathetic loser who she lets into her life right after her husband dies, and then all of a sudden with the redemption. And what the heck is the big secret no one is supposed to give away? Her witness of the suicide? The woman finding Bee's flight and coming along? (I'm guessing that is the one) The tragic ending? There is just so much. I feel like I will read it again, that it almost needs a second read. Anyway, it was a beautifully written book, and I loved the character Bee, she was superbly written.

The Fifth Woman by Henning Mankell is yet another in the Kurt Wallander series. In this one there are a series of brutal murders, of men who turn out to be cruel, women-hating, domestic abusers/murderers. You learn pretty early on that the villain is a woman. It takes them much longer to figure that out. For the first time Wallander builds a connection with the villain once they catch her and it seems out of character. But he is off his game through the book, after returning from a vacation with his father where they just started to regain some of the closeness they had, his father dies, leaving him with a lot of unanswered questions. And throughout the book you see Wallander trying to connect with others and being incapable of it, trying to move his life forward, get a house, get a dog, get his love to move to him, only to be incapable of doing so. At least with the crimes, he gets the opportunity to get at least some of his questions answered. Only through work, does he ever seem able to meet his potential. Ahh Kurt, how I love you, your stark character against the stark background of the country.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Roseanna Roseanna


Ugh, my reading has been so stop and start right now. If I don't do something drastic you are going to get so far ahead that I will not be able to catch up! I did read this book called Roseanna by Maj Sjowall and Per Wahloo. These books came out in the seventies, written by a married couple from Sweden. I was checking it out because you know how much I like my Swedish mystery writers and it was okay, but a little mediocre I guess. I should read more in the series to get more of a sense of them, but I just don't know if I care enough. Now I have started 5 different books and I can't find one that sticks. Aaargh!

Happiness by Thich Nhat Hanh


Mindfulness.
Finding joy and happiness in everything.
Breathing.
Living.
Here and now.
Loving oneself.
Peace.

Friday, March 5, 2010

I Don't Care About Your Band....


....What I Learned From Indie Rockers, Trust Funders, Pornographers, Felons, Feaux Sensitive Hipsters and Other Guys I've Dated...by Julie Klausner is full of dating horror stories, as well as details of sexual encounters you probably wouldn't share with any of your girlfriends. It was raunchy, and hilarious. And what great timing to hear from an ex-lover, about how he still remembers a certain shower encounter we had years and years ago. The memory, and this book, are enough to make a girl blush.