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The Dog Stars by Peter Heller is the best postapocalyptic novels I've read since The Children's Hospital, in both form and content.

A few standouts:
The narration is excellently done: sparse and beautiful at the same time, like a dead tree. Barely any punctuation, bits of haiku mixed in with musings on trout and the narrator's dead wife. You get a sense of the character in full, even as he consciously struggles with his own erratic memory and syntax, which is not quite itself full anymore after his survival of a mostly-deadly plague.

The landscape is part of the plot, in the best and worst ways. It is used for tactics, and it is used for beauty, and it is used for a narrative of personal and worldwide loss; you get the idea that all of these things are, on a fractal level, the same, embodied in the ravaged land.

The book layout -- I got the deckle-edged hardcover from my library -- is fantastic and full of little jokes about stars and dogs: designer Kelly Blair is taking a page from McSweeney's design department in the best possible way. The front of the book's dust jacket features the constellation Sirius, obviously, but the smaller jokes are better. On the back of the dust jacket, the accent constellation mapped below the title is a 'new' constellation called 'the little dog,' which I would not have recognized had I not happened to read a book about star maps on the previous day. This book is published under the Borzoi imprint of Knopf, and on the back dust jacket flap the running Borzoi imprint logo is actually recreated as a constellation of a running dog. I plan on buying this book in hardcover for the jacket design.
The font is also spare and elegant.

There are only really five main characters in this book, each of whom could easily fall into the worst post-apocalyptic cliche, but none of whom do. Such a rich, full novel with such a sparse cast in such a sparse world is a fantastic achievement for a writer and is a delight for a reader.

The apocalpyse itself fits the book's narration and tone, in the way the best postapocalptic literature does: a creeping global warming, then creeping diseases; death as the mass failure of human understanding and technology at the limits of human understanding in the 21st century. But despite that, we see signs that humanity, in general, has not stopped wanting to understand.

This is a profoundly hopeful book. It is a profoundly sad book. It is about death, and being willing to kill for poetry, and powered flight, and dogs, and fly fishing. It is excellent.

Please read it.
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When I was very small, I would go behind my house and take the fuzzy red berries off of the trees and soak them in water and feed the tea to my dolls assorted animal figurines. Turns out I should have been drinking it myself, because:

a.) Most varieties of sumac found in the US are not poisonous, and the one that is looks really different from the other ones
b.) Man, it is tasty. It is my new taste of summer.
c.) Full of vitamin C!

I used this Steve Brill recipe with Staghorn Sumac, which grows wild at the edges of wooded fields and along parking lots and roadsides throughout the northeast--it's the one where the leaves turn a flaming orange-red for a week in the fall. There are also other varieties of edible sumac elsethere in the country. I really, really suggest this food. It is fresh, it is zingy, it is delicious without being overwhelming, it is a lovely pale pink color, and it is free.

Especially if you, like me, love acidic foods. Imagine a caper that is vaguely sweet instead of salty. That, my friends, is sumac.

Note: the sumacs that grow in the USA are not quite the same as the sumacs that people make a ground Indian spice out of, sadly, but honestly it's quite good by itself.

Here are some recipes for things you can make with Sumac!
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Yay! Aqueduct Press' The Moment of Change feminist speculative poetry anthology is released and ready to order!

My poem "The Last Yangtze River Dolphin" is reprinted in it, but even if it wasn't, I'd be urging you to get this book. It's full of absolutely incredible poems by a hugely diverse group of people--women, men, genderqueer people, transgendered persons, straight people, queer people, people of color, and people who refuse to self-define.

The poems are mythic and simple; beautiful and complicated; bright and dark. Please read this book. If you are at Wiscon, you can get it there and go to a reading as well.
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When it starts to be winter, I want to cook all my food in the oven. I also absolutely love food stuffed with other foods--stuffed apples, stuffed peppers, stuffed pears, things with stuffing inside. So, when I saw Trader Joe's had a new kind of vegan fake meat crumble in their "cold but not frozen fake meats next to the vegetables" section, *and* saw that the package featured stuffed peppers, I went for it and bought 2 packages, for $2.99 each.

Oh my gosh, what a great deal! Not only was there little packaging (just a bag and a recyclable cardboard surround, but there is a *lot* of fake meat inside this deceptive little package. This would work great as a replacement for just about anything where you would use ground beef (which so often starts out as and then gets cooked into unidentifiable mush anyway). I made three dishes--one a kind of Indian-spiced chili, another garlic-ground-beef substitute for movie night with [livejournal.com profile] ab3nd and my roommate E, and a third got added to my pre-existing pot of rice along with some spices for a delicious kind of casserole-thing. Both of these made immense amounts of food--the chili I shared with two friends, and it still lasted me for a week, for instance.

This would be perfect for tacos, stroganoff-type dishes, chili (obviously!), soup, meatballs, hamburgers, pizza, calzones, "stuffed" pizza, stuffed peppers...all of which I plan on making with the crumbles.

It's eat-and-eat, so it's easy to make.

How does it taste? A tiny bit crunchy after cooking, but I liked the texture and the very slight nutty flavor. Vegetarians liked it. Non-vegetarians also liked it. I hope TJ's keeps this stuff in stock forever.
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This is more a recipe than a review, but this was so delicious I wanted to write it down right away. I have been eating a lot of variations on "lentils and..." lately, and wanted to talk about some things that make that delicious instead of totally boring every day.

The first thing is MDH brand Chana Dal Masala spice (warning: this amazon link is for 10 boxes). I bought a box of this stuff over at one of the many little conveniece stores that dot the Teele Square area back when I lived in Teele Square. Many of those stores seem to specialize in varying brands of Indian food -- one does really good naan, another bulk spices. Anyway, this is one that has a lot of bulk beans and premade spice blends. This spice blend is: delicious, cheap at $2.49, comes with a basic chana dal masala recipe on the back, and makes a *lot* of food since you only use a small bit at a time. I keep the box in the fridge to discourage pantry pests, but since the box has an inner liner it doesn't get clumpy.


The second thing is the lentils I use, which I also got from the same place as the MDH spice blend. They're half-moon-shaped (split) yellow lentils rather than the small flat round lentils you may be more familiar with, but you can use either. Personally, I find that the chana dal lentils cook up faster and tenderer than the other kind of lentil, without turning into mush if you forget and cook them a little bit too long. I also find that when you're making the masala base, you can just let the lentils boil for whatever time it takes you to make the base and then they're ready to add. I got two pounds of these babies for $2.99, and they're very filling; I've eaten about 20 meals off the package. Here's a link to where you can get them online, but I am sure you can find them cheaper at your local Indian grocery.

The third thing is something that was given to me by [livejournal.com profile] ab3nd's previous roommate, when I complimented him on how good his cooking smelled and asked him about what he was making. He had an extra bag of Swad brand Panch Puran and gave it to me. If you scroll *way* down on the website it looks like it lists for about $2.40. This is the most delicious stuff. I now use a tablespoon or two every time I make food with lentils. I think it also might be good with some types of Chinese food although that's the food experimenter in me talking. I basically would eat it raw if I were not busy cooking it up with vegetables and onions. It contains: whole mustard seeds, whole cumin seeds, coriander/caraway seeds, and some totally unknown-to-me spice which looks kind of like that little part which sits in the middle of a peanut and tastes slightly bitter and slightly green, a little bit like celery. I've...almost remembered what it's called in English as I sit here eating them and trying to remember the word for the taste filling my mouth, but it's a no-go. It might be asafotaedia.


For the masala sauce:
2 Tbsp soy margarine
2 Tbsp olive oil
2 Tbsp brown sugar (unpacked)
1/2 Tbsp better than boullion beef flavored soup concentrate
1 clove garlic
2 cubes frozen basil
3 cubes frozen cilantro (I love me some cilantro)
1/2 can tomato paste (6 oz can)
1 can TJ's tomato sauce (15 oz can, you could also use diced canned tomatoes for a chunkier masala sauce)
1/4 lb frozen green beans (that's about 1/4 bag if you have a 1 lb bag)
1 small pepper (optional)
3 medium-sized carrots
1 medium yellow onion
About 3 Tbsp chana dal masala spice
About 3 Tbsp panch paran
About 1 1/2 cups dry chana dal lentils
Water
Pepper
Salt
2 Tbsp Apple Cider Vinegar
1 tsp ground cinnamon
1 Tbsp ground cumin
1 tsp paprika (optional, didn't do much for flavor)
1 Tbsp (yes) ground dry mustard
3-5 Tbsp nutritional yeast
1 Tbsp ground ginger (probably better with fresh, but you'd want to use less)
1 Tbsp chili powder (optional)
1 Tbsp ground turmeric (added a nice color and flavor boost)
2 tsp curry powder (I used McCormick's. Most of the things in the spice mix I added more of separately, but I didn't have fenugreek, bay leaves, celery seed, or nutmeg, and the curry powder mix had all of those).
5 Tbsp red crushed chili flakes (I have a cold and wanted to kill it dead.)

For the rice:
1 1/2 c white rice of your choice
About 2 c water
Pepper
Salt
1 tsp olive oil (optional)

Prepare rice:
I make the rice in a rice cooker. I find that when I add oil the rice sticks a little less to the pan, which is supposed to be nonstick and mostly is but sometimes isn't perfect. I just add the oil, rice, spices, and water all together, swirl it around a little with the rice paddle, and let it do its thing. If you are making this for a lot of people, you will want to make a lot more rice, but I mostly wanted rice as a kind of side-dish so I made less.

Prepare lentils:
Bring a pot of water to a rolling boil. When ready put in the lentils. Keep up the temperature to a rolling boil. Don't be like me and let the pot boil over as you are chopping carrots, though.

Prepare vegetables (this sounds complex but isn't):
Chop carrots in half lengthwise and then in half widthwise. You want large chunks of carrot but want them all about the same size so they cook evenly. Set aside.
Chop garlic cloves. Set aside.
Chop pepper into small strips. Set aside.
Chop pepper (large chunks work well here).

Prepare sauce:
Heat medium-large pot on stove. When warm add olive oil and margarine together (less fat than just using soy margarine, and less burning and a better taste than just using just oil). Let this warm until it bubbles up a little but isn't brown. Add salt and pepper to taste. Add garlic. Mash the garlic around in there until you have nice garlic-flavored oil. Add the basil and do the same thing. The garlic should be just a tiny bit brown when you add the panch paran. Sautee the whole spices in the flavored oil for about 30 seconds. Now the garlic should be a little more brown. Add the broth concentrate, and stir to dissolve. Add the onion. Stir to coat onion with oil and spices. Do not burn the garlic!

Turn heat down and let onion brown a little. It will sweat out its oniony goodness into the pan, which is what you want. If it starts sticking add a tad more olive oil. Then add the brown sugar. This will carmelize the onion and make the oil smell delicious. When onion is clear and browning on the edges add tomato sauce and a little water. Then add tomato paste, stirring to dissolve the paste into the sauce. You might want to turn the heat up a little here but don't overdo it.

Add the cilantro.

By now the lentils are almost done. When the masala sauce starts to thicken, add a few ladles of sauce from the lentil pot to flavor the sauce, and to thin it down a little bit and stop it from sticking to the pot.

Toss in the remaining spices except the chili flakes and powder. Add the nutritional yeast. Then add the chili flakes and powder to taste.

Turn off the heat to the sauce.

Put in the vegetables:
After you turn off the heat, let the warmth of the sauce cook the vegetables perfectly for you. Just pop a lid on the pot for about 5 minutes and everything will be nice and crisp, plus the sauce will be a perfect consistency. First the carrots and frozen beans, then a minute or two later the pepper. The beans should go in frozen, this ensures they are not overcooked by the end. The carrots should end up cooked but firm, not limp and soggy. You put the pepper in last so it is not overcooked, because peppers are pretty delicate.

Put in the drained lentils, and stir.

At the very end stir in the apple cider vinegar. I find it compliments the tomatoes and cuts the spice a little.

Things I would have added to this dish: a bay leaf. I didn't have any, though.

Serve with rice.

Basically, this was delicious. I had two helpings and there was enough left over to last me until at least Wednesday for lunches. So I would say this serves 4-6 people.
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I really like asparagus. But the kind of asparagus you usually get at any store usually has, well...very tough stems. It's not like eating asparagus: it's like eating a branch. Even vegans don't want that. So, since I cannot miraculously get good asparagus around here, and I have enough roughage in my diet with the daily oatmeal, I thought to try Trader Joe's frozen asparagus.

I used it in my previously mentioned Bento box, in a recipe that just covers the asparagus with the bare minimum of deliciousness (lemon, olive oil, salt, and pepper) and then leaves it to cook in the oven for a bit. The asparagus really is the star of this dish; it needs to be tender and juicy.

I put the entirely frozen asparagus right into the lemon juice mix and waited. It came out great! The asparagus is small enough to cook tender all the way through without getting too mushy, and there is no woody or bitter aftertaste. There is not a *ton* of asparagus in the package, but asparagus is such a delicious and assertive vegetable that you generally don't need more than 2-4 spears of asparagus per person (on risotto, or pasta, or what-have you).

The only drawback to its being frozen is that sometimes the very tips of the heads break off. But that's ok: they're still delicious. It is a little cheaper than regular asparagus, too, which is good. I hope TJ's carries it all year round.
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I've been doing fewer vegan food reviews lately because:
1.) Last week the motherboard on my laptop died and my laptop is Totally Dead. I spent about a day this weekend trying to do an emergency rescue, but it's no good.
2.) It's hard to write these on my cellphone, as the wifi on the commuter rail is sketchy at best.
3.) I've got a two hour commute at least two days a week that has me leaving the house at 7:45 am and not getting back until 8 or 9 at night.
4.) Did you know that I don't sweat, even when the temps in my apartment reach over 90? I didn't either, but I've been trying to do research to figure out why.

However, this doesn't mean I haven't been cooking. This week, I did vegan chocolate mousse, a Big Vat of Hummus, my Famous Chocolate Almond Raisin Banana Bread to bring for my coworkers tomorrow, and my newest bento for tomorrow's lunch features the Tahini-Miso dressing from the Veganomicon (with added pepper, salt, lemon juice, and some minced garlic).

So, this is a review of Trader Joe's Tahini Sauce. It's new in the Trader Joe's stores in MA. I thought they had Tahini Paste previously, but I guess not.

Mostly, I find straight-up Tahini Paste to be really strong. I like sesame, but sometimes the paste is just too much of a good thing. That's why I like Trader Joe's tahini sauce. It's light, delicate, and almost whipped; less a "paste" than a "sauce," like the tin says. It says, "sesame." It does not say, "SESAME the consistency of PEANUT BUTTER!" You get a little 8-oz tub, which if you're me about 2/3rds of it goes into about 3 cups' worth of finished hummus, and there's about 1/4 c left over.

Note: It does not *say* it's vegan, but the ingredients are: tahini (sesame seed sauce), lemon juice, citric acid, water, garlic, and salt, so if it's not I'd be surprised.

I think it's the lemon and garlic that really cut and complement the flavor of the sesame, for me. This is by far my #1 tahini paste...now only if I can get TJ's to carry it year-round instead of just stocking it as some kind of summer thing.
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Trader Joe's Organic Low-Sodium Vegetable Broth was not the broth I wanted. I generally prefer the "better than broth bullion" vegan beef or chicken flavor broth concentrate, but the last time that I went shopping I couldn't find it anywhere (Shaw's was out, it seemed), so I just got this broth-in-a box. I prefer paying for the concentrate because otherwise you are really paying for a lot of water with flavoring, but I figured I should review this anyway.

You get 1 qt of broth. It's fat-free, low-cal, and gluten free. It also has *way* less sodium than their normal vegetable broth, at only 6% sodium. Some nutrients, but not enough to rave about. I think I picked up the organic kind without really noticing; I don't even know if TJ's carries non-organic vegetable broth or what it tastes like.

Mostly, it's water with a lot of vegetable juices. It tastes vaguely sweet because of the carrot juices they put in. If you're like me and love the taste of celery but hate the texture, you will like this broth, because you can really taste the fact that celery is the third broth on the list. Unfortunately, it does have tomatoes and onions in it, so this is no good for people who are sensitive to those vegetables. It is also slightly seasoned, but not overwhelmingly so.

It has recipe suggestions, like "omit oil and use broth instead," in the back. This does in fact contain a slight bit of olive oil, so it is a little bit oily--you don't need to add a lot of extra oil.

How else does it taste? Mostly of celery, with a slight hint of tomato and onion, sweetness from the carrots, and a little bit of parsley flavor. There is a slight olive oil aftertaste, and it has a nice feel in your mouth. I will probably use the rest of it to make miso soup; it's light and tasty without being overwhelmingly like "I'M BROTH!!" which is an effect you can sometimes get with broth concentrate pastes, or non-low-sodium broths, which I sometimes find too salty.

The only drawbacks are that you are essentially, again, paying for flavored water, and you have to use it up within 10 days after you open the box. Thankfully (or maybe not), if you are making a good deal of food, 1 box of broth will not last you too long (I used about 6/8ths of the box in the cheesy green bean couscous casserole, but that is an entire medium-sized casserole dish full of food and should last for several days).
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Today, I woke up and wanted something sweet, but not too sweet, for breakfast. Thankfully, I had a can of sweetened red adzuki beans from Morinaga!

These are quite nice--sort of half-beans, half sweet red-bean paste--and aren't too sweet and don't have that metallic aftertaste that red beans in a can sometimes get. They're nicely sweet, with that lingering bean flavor. Try and find them at your local asian market, if you can; it will probably be cheaper than ordering them online.They are also browner (darker and less red) than shown on the can, so if some reason you are using these beans for fancy food, and want a really red color for contrast, you may want to go with straight-up red bean paste. The word I would use to describe them is "toothsome"--much less straight-up mushy than plain red bean paste, but less "wow, these are really just beans!" than straight-up sweetened unmashed red beans.

There's a lot per can, as well, so if you aren't planning on using a lot of red bean paste right away, you can put it in the fridge and use it in...I dunno, mochi, or over some ice cream or something.

Oh my gosh, I can't stop eating these right off the spoon... *sweatdrop*

I'm making ohagi (rice and adzuki bean balls) from Lesley Downer's "Japanese Vegetarian Cooking" for breakfast. Kind of decadent, maybe, but so tasty.

The servings are a little high in calories, but have practially no far, and have 27% of your dietary fiber, and 60% of your daily vitamin C. Granted, they also have 47 g of sugar...but you probably won't lick it off the spoon the way I am.
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I'll admit it: these were an impulse buy.

So, "classic vanilla flavor" Dandies vegan marshmallows.

There's a lot of them to a package, which is great. They're kosher and gluten-free. They are made on vegan equipment in a peanut/nut free facility. This is a fancy way of saying that they're pure spun sugar puffs, but they're good-for-you pure lumps of spun sugar puffs.

I probably shouldn't have put them in the refrigerator after I got home from the store, but honestly I wasn't thinking very hard. They kind of gelled up and got a little chewy. This meant they were better for eating out of the bag (I would never do that!) but it made them less pillowy and fluffy (I usually don't put these in the refrigerator).

As a whole, I think that these are good vegan commercial marshmallows. They are not very vanilla-y, and personally I prefer the texture of Sweet & Sara vegan marshmallows, but the price of these is way cheaper for more hot-chocolately-goodness. A little chewier than regular marshmallows, but what you're going for is something to drop in your cocoa or make rice krispy treats with. At this price, it is not very likely that you are going to just be stuffing the whole package in your face to do the world's most expensive version of "chubby bunny" at vegetarian summer camp. ...Though it is possible, and one wonders if that's Chicago Soydairy's ulterior purpose in not providing a resealable/recloseable bag. It's so much easier to eat just one more, or make the entire bag into rice treats, when the bag is sitting there, open, temptingly...but then if you don't, they kind of go stale all at once. I wish they'd add a zipper-lock.

I have never tried these over a campfire, and I have never tried these on s'mores (I always end up getting the individual ingredients for s'mores at two different stores, and then eating either the marshmallows or graham crackers without buying vegan chips. :(
But that's probably what the Dandies people want me to do.
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Assi Brand Black Bean Soymilk with Calcium!

This is awesome stuff. I got it at the local Korean grocery. When I asked if they had soymilk, they showed me a little mini juice-box for a dollar. "Anything bigger?" I asked. "No," he said, and then the lightbulb went on. He gestured to a table, where an entire case of the soymilk juice boxes was sitting there. "Ten dollars," he said. I did a quick count. There were 24 little soy juice boxes. That was 41 cents per serving of soymilk. I was pretty happy, plus you can just drop them in your Giant Red Bag of Doom and go.

It is black bean soymilk, which does not mean it is made with black soy beans, but rather means it is regular soymilk made with black sesame seeds. This means it is slightly sweeter and less "beany" than regular soymilk. It also means it is slightly purple-grey in color, like cereal milk in which the purple froot loops have sat for just a bit too long. The added calcium makes it smooth and also good for vegans. It also contains corn oil, which is not that great, but it's really tasty, and really cheap, and you can cut the lip of the container off for pouring the soymilk over cereal in the morning.

Delicious, nutritious, and cheap.

You may or may not be able to buy it direct from the manufacturer's website, but maybe you can find where you can get it in your area. Also, apparently, it comes in strawberry, chocolate, and banana flavors as well. Maybe the nice guy at the Korean grocery will order me another case specially in chocolate...
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- I have read 2 John Brunner novels in the past two days, The Shockwave Rider and Players at the Game of People. I did not like Players. Its allegory was way too heavy-handed, and its main female characters served to a.)be love interests for the viewpoint character and b.)act as a foil to the viewpoint character and show him the allegory wasn't what he thought it was. I didn't even find the premise clever beyond chapter three. I think this would have been way, way better as a short story. The novel was also racist (oh, John Brunner and your problematics!) I liked The Shockwave Rider, although I have a hard time remembering the title, since there are really no shockwaves or riding in the entire book (the title is a reference to the book that inspired it, Future Shock, which makes a lot of sense. It's just that I've never read Future Shock and keep forgetting its title because of that). I enjoy books with strong and intelligent women who love their boyfriends but don't take shit from their boyfriends, tame genetically-engineered mountain lions, narrow disasters averted by last-minute computer hacking, cool architecture, and men and people in general who listen to their consciences even when that decision is really pretty risky. Though a lot of the technology in this book is outdated (tape backups? Punch cards?) a lot of it isn't (pocket videophones? Wall-to-wall 3-D TVs?) and the ways in which the technology is *used* (to disrupt corrupt governments by strategically leaking classified government documents wikileaks style, to smuggle people out of secret detention facilities that are not supposed to exist, to dupe credulous parishioners out of money to line the pockets of unscrupulous priests, to give the police easy access to the movements of everyday citizens, to create new bio-technologies that show great technological promise for humanity but may also cross ethical and moral boundaries) is cutting-edge stuff.

- I made vegan vodka tomato pasta. It's good.

- Oolong has been exploring the outside back porch, which has a tall wood railing. She keeps trying to sneak out between the slats, though. I have to try her harness again, because she's so stupid she'll go right through and so uncoordinated that I'm kind of afraid she might fall off the porch down to the ground 2 stories below.

- I cry a lot in the shower, due to historical problems finding any truly private spaces indoors as a child. Now I have apparently associated showering with sadness, to the point where every single time in the past week that I have showered, I have cried for at least fifteen minutes afterward, often for no good reason, sometimes because I came to an important realization in the shower. It's annoying. But I am also due to get my period. More about this below.

- Tokai shed yesterday. Go, Tokai!

- My cousin in NYC is a fabric buyer for a place that sells huge amounts of fabrics to places that make clothes and then sell the resulting clothes to mass-market department stores across the US. I didn't know this, but when I found out, I forwarded her an article I'd read back in Feb. about fabrics and their representations of people of color. I implied there was a huge market in this stuff, especially for kids' clothes. Hopefully she and her employer will take the hint and make a load of money, and make a lot of kids and their parents really happy, by giving people awesome clothes featuring some people who might not all be white! :)

- I have resumed conversations with my parents, but think I will end them soonish. This will make visiting my family in NY in July difficult, since I want to see my sister and Jan and apparently Jan's sister and her boyfriend, but don't really want to interact with my parents much. However, when my father said I was sounding happier on the phone, I realized he just couldn't distinguish between my actual genuine happiness and my talking to him about random things because I felt it was my duty as his daughter. Granted, possibly this is also my problem, but since my mother also did not bring up the 20-minute conversation I had with her last week about why I had stopped talking to them for six months and needed to talk to them seriously about fixing some problems I had interacting with them, problems they were largely causing, I don't think that my conversations with them will be going anywhere near Genuine Happinessville, despite my trying to steer the metaphorical car in that direction, and I'd rather have no relationship at all with my parents than one that I feel is false on its face, when it could be so much more, but they just aren't interested in bringing up things that are hard for them to talk about or finding serious solutions for the problems they have with me and I with them, because they might get upset and need to cry or be angry for a while, at themselves or me or both, and showing weakness and asking for help to fix their relationship with me isn't ok, it's just easier to tell themselves they have a crazy and disrespectful daughter who they won't ever understand.

possible physical TMI warning (PMS), which also contains a recommendation for a Droid app
- I have installed the most-awesome ever application on my new android phone (all the features of the old sidekick, for the same amount of money a month, and backed by a company whose data servers probably won't go out of business anytime soon, like the Sidekick data people did constantly? Yay!) It is not the touch keyboard that lets me type almost as fast as I can read, which is still pretty cool. It is a thingy called OvuView, which is free, and lets you track your period. It also lets you track variables, such as "lots of cramps," or "mild headache," or "temperature," or "moodiness," or "appetite" or "sleeplessness." It also tells me when my period is probably going to be. Since I am *notoriously* bad at tracking this myself, to my detriment and the detriment of everyone around me, this app pings me every night and makes me enter as much or as little data as I want to enter. It's fantastic. Now I *know* that if I eat a half a pack of tofu during a protein craving, can't sleep, and cry for an hour, I can track it and see if there's a pattern instead of wondering why I feel like shit and want to sleep all the time. It makes me feel way more in control of my body and my mood. Instead of being buffeted around by mystery moods and sicknesses which may or may not be hormonal in origin, I can just put how I feel in the app, and go on with my life.
It projects the dates of your next period, too, and uh, probably does a lot of other stuff I haven't figured out yet. You can also apparently use it to calculate fertility (though this is not a feature of the app that I will be reviewing).
I've tried keeping a paper diary and a calendar about this before, because I know hormone-related moods and painful cramps were a big problem in my life and in other peoples' lives, but I never was able to remember which symptoms I was keeping track of in my little notes, and sometimes I forgot to track it, and would have to start all over again, and since I was feeling like crap, I'd get discouraged that I couldn't even keep a period journal write and cry for an extra hour. This app? If I'm feeling like crap, it takes me a minute to open up the application and say so, and then I know I don't have to *remember* it to write it down later, and so I won't worry about it all day when I'm already having PMS and mood swings, and won't get home and forget what I was going to write down, so my fears of being an abnormal freak whose hormones are even affecting her memory, and hence her sense of self as a woman and a capable person in general, is *gone.* It's AWESOME. Recommended.

Ultimate goal: convince my doctor, using historical data, that I really do have some kind of freaky hormonal imbalance that turns me into a saltwater tears factory with no desire to eat; instant, painful, and socially awkward GI problems; and the desire to hide under a blanket with a warm cat for one week out of every four a month, and convince her that it is really ruining my life, so I can figure out what to do from there that's not hormonal birth control (which makes me that person for the whole month straight, and scared my partner and me the whole time I was on it because I would start crying as I was smiling, which I'd not done much before I took the medicine, but restarted my period on a regular basis, and which I've been doing an awful lot since having my period on a regular basis).
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So, there's a lot more vegan food readily available in the last few years. I've decided that when I get a new vegan food I haven't tried before, I should talk about it here.

So....Trader Joe's Fruit Frenzy Bars.

TJ's other fruit popsicles aren't vegan, but these are. I try to buy vegan stuff from TJ's in part because they are really good about labeling what is and isn't vegan, and finding out if something not labelled vegan actually is or is not, and why.

These are largish fruit-flavored popsicles which have three flavors per pop. When I say "fruit flavor," I really mean "these were made with real fruit." For instance, in the top part of the pop, which is blackberry flavored, you can taste the blackberry seeds. The lemon part has actual pieces of pulp in it.

These are really tasty, though a bit sweet for my taste. They have a nice icy texture without being too hard or too soft to really bite into. The top is blackberry, the middle part lemon (though not nearly sour enough for me; it tastes to me more like orange), and the bottom strawberry. Quite good. If I were making Florey Punch, I would get a bunch of these and use them to cool it off; it would probably melt beautifully into the punch bowl.

There's 5 per box.

Rating: Yum! Definitely worth buying. Delicious and full of vitamins, and not too calorie-tastic. If you're a fan of cold desserts and fruit popsicles like me, I would really recommend these especially.
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Have any of you ever read anything you liked by self-described "feminist brown person" Teresa Jusino? I just read a review of the controversial movie Sucker Punch by her on tor.com, and am so incandescent with the idea that her work passes for smart feminist pop-culture SF critique that I am not going to link to the review, and am considering just not reading any more of her work, ever, which is sad, because I *really* like reading smart feminist pop-culture SF critique, and want to support the cultural critique work of feminists and/or people of color in general. She's written some things about the Wheedonverse, which I haven't read because I don't really understand the love for Wheedon's shows (sorry, [livejournal.com profile] lotusbiosm), even after having given one of them a shot (Dollhouse) a while back to see what all the controversy was about, and decide for myself.

I really hope that someone can point me toward something she's written that's balanced, and well-thought-out, because I really don't want to lump her and her work in with the work of, say, Piers Anthony, but right now I'm leaning toward giving her work the same label I give Anthony's, which is "this work presents disturbing scenarios and then tries to argue that the presentation of those disturbing scenarios is edgy, empowering, funny, or important, without really offering anything to back up that assertion other than the author's own feelings about that work, stripped of any context other than a self-referential one. Automatic do-not-read."
I really don't want to put her on my automatic do-not-read list, because honestly I found at least some of her smaller points (mostly about attractive people in attractive clothing not being automatically exploitative when presented) somewhat compelling, but the larger ones...oh, god.


I agree that sometimes disturbing scenarios need to be presented in art, and that sometimes the *exploration* of those scenarios can be biting and necessary social commentary. But there is a huge difference between presentation of those scenarios, exploration of those scenarios (whether in a group media setting or in one's own thoughts), and exploitation of those presentations.

For instance, this is the paragraph from Jusino's review of Sucker Punch that literally made me gasp in horror [warning: rape/sexual assault triggers]:

Why Sucker Punch Isn’t Exploitative, Misogynistic, or Any Other Word Thrown Around Without Context In Feminist Discourse

Another criticism of Sucker Punch is that it is misogynistic and exploitative simply because it shows women being raped and objectified. I hate to break it to those critics, but...rape happen and women are objectified in real life. Be angry when it happens then. The objectification and sexual abuse in Sucker Punch need to be there, because these are the obstacles these young women are overcoming. What’s more, they aren’t shown outright, but through metaphors, which takes yet another step away from being exploitative and sensationalistic. By making sex “dancing” and a corrupt mental institution into a burlesque hall/brothel, Snyder is being the opposite of exploitative. He isn’t showing for the sake of showing, as many films do. Rather, he’s making a situation clear while attempting to not take advantage of his young actresses.


I just...I don't even hardly know how to react to that.No, wait, I do. Sentence-level analysis powers, go!

What is this movie saying about rape and sexual assault, according to Jusino's paragraph above?

1.) We cannot be angry about or debate the value of fictional portrayals of rape or sexual assault, we can only be angry when those things happen in real life (apparently rape culture is created out of thin air! Who knew?)

2.) Fictional objectification and sexual abuse need to be present in this movie because objectification and sexual abuse are the obstacles the fictional characters are overcoming in this particular movie. My reaction to that rationale is twofold:
- It's a fictional world--as Jusino says, a movie. The filmmakers could have picked any obstacles for these women characters to overcome, but these filmmakers picked sexual assault. Why pick that? Just because it was a really, really hard obstacle for your fictional women to overcome? Just so they could fight really hard, so the audience had a high stake in the well-being of these fictional characters--oh, wait. We're not supposed to get angry about or too invested in fictional rapes and assaults, because they're not real rapes or assaults. Well...scratch the idea of audience investment or character development.
- Can you imagine this sentence being used to rationalize or justify rape or sexual assault in real life?: "Women need men to put them in their place, because all women should learn their place in the world." Woman: "It's just an obstacle women must learn to overcome," or, "Queers just need to use their sexualities the way God intended, because the only real relationship is with someone of the opposite sex." Queer person in religious therapy: "My sexuality is just an obstacle I must learn to overcome."

[sarcasm] Why, I'm sure I'd never hear that in real life. That would never happen. I've never ever seen the rationale or threat of corrective rape deployed against anyone as an actual real-life control tactic anywhere in the real world. No, I'm sure that nobody would ever use those sentences to justify rape or sexual assault or coercion in real life. Sexuality and the free exercise thereof is only viewed as an obstacle to be overcome via rape in fictional settings. [/sarcasm]

3.) What’s more, they aren’t shown outright, but through metaphors, which takes yet another step away from being exploitative and sensationalistic. By making sex “dancing” and a corrupt mental institution into a burlesque hall/brothel, Snyder is being the opposite of exploitative. He isn’t showing for the sake of showing, as many films do. Rather, he’s making a situation clear while attempting to not take advantage of his young actresses.

- I fail to see how not showing acts of rape or sexual exploitation, but instead implying that those acts take place off-camera, clarifies the status of those acts to the viewers of the film. Indeed, most of the internet debate I have seen about this movie is centered on the questions, "do you think the main character killed her sister, given that the bullet impact happened offscreen? Do you think the main characters were raped, given that any such actions would have taken place offscreen?"

- Death or sex metaphors are automatically less exploitative and sensationalistic than actual onscreen death or sex act equivalents would be? OMG, I'd better raise Henry Reed from the dead right now to tell him that nobody ever understood that Naming of the Parts was about death and sex, because he couched the whole poem in those utterly opaque military metaphors!

- It's "Show and Tell" time, People in Real Life Class: remember, first you show something, and then you talk more about the thing you showed in some way, so we can see why it's interesting or important to you. Toby? A turtle? And you've made this youtube video of it eating? That's very interesting; thanks, Toby. Senator Green? A bill we should all vote for? Which this chart says will bring about world peace? Well, you've all given us something to think about, Senator. Thank you. Director Zak Snyder? A movie featuring off-screen rape of a woman character? ... Well, is there anything you have to say about rape or women? No, Mr. Snyder, showing it again isn't going to get your point across. No, Zak, showing it again with robot dinosaur burlesque Nazi laser guns isn't going to tell me what you were thinking about women or rape the first time. No, Zac. The class will not guess if it really happened since you never really showed us the pictures. No, we will not guess if it was really all an ether-dream or not. Sit *down,* Mr. Snyder. Do you want me to call you down to the principal's office? ... thank you, Zac. Please see me after class.
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I am slowly beginning to start reading my lj friends list again, for those of you who were wondering when/if I would start to do this again. It's more of an experiment as to "do I really want to spend time on this?" than anything else, but since it's also one of the main ways my friends and I keep up with each other, keeping up with that is important to me. I just need to get better at skimming, I think.

In other news, I'm sick. I woke up at 6 am today after getting 6 hours of sleep, and then slept until 4 pm with no break. This usually means I'm really sick. I've also been having absolutely horrible headaches, but have remembered to take ibuprofen and they mostly seem to be gone now, as does the ear infection I was working on on Saturday. I *hate* getting my period, which also explains why I cried randomly on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday, and had trouble sleeping Wednesday evening, without knowing why.

rant on reproductive health )

For my birthday, I treated myself to a movie Saturday afternoon, Rango [edit: Rango is rated PG], and realized two things:
- I didn't really like Rango. I thought the character design was interesting, and the commentary on water supply and control in urban desert areas was interesting (groundwater policy), and the end-credits had a fun design, but it had a lot of really problematic stereotypes (hicks, Native Americans) which it bought into because it was a movie in the mold of a traditional American Western, and that made the whole movie not really worth it.
- Lots of children's movies that are made with anthro animal characters now are the same movies that would have been made (or were made) with live human actors in the past, and if they were made with live human actors today, they would not get a G rating (I dunno if they'd get a PG rating, either, but in any case Rango was obviously aimed at children). Computer-generated animals can get hurt and have the bad guy fire at them and be trapped in a cell slowly filling with water and almost drown, and computer-generated animal women can be assaulted and threatened by the bad guys with sexual undertones, and computer-generated animals can be stereotypically wise Native Americans or stereotypically uneducated hicks, and it can be funny, and or/dramatic and full of action and shootouts, etc. Whereas if this same movie had been made with human live actors, people would have been more clearly able to see the problematic stereotypes and the violence for what they were, and this movie would have been rated PG-13 at the least. It's really interesting, actually--I found the movie to be a really compelling example of a genre that usually has to be marketed to adult viewers when human actors are used, but can be easily shown to children if all the problematic issues of having humans shoot and assault each other are glossed over by having geckos and snakes and rabbits replace human actors. I realized for the first time that the movie studios are able to market adult plots to children in the guise of anthromoporphic CGI, so they're able to tell stories that they couldn't with human actors in the same roles. (This realization was the reason I kept watching this movie after being disappointed in the stereotyping; indeed it was the stereotyping that led me to this realization). This is good, on one level--kids' movies can have humorous, complicated plots with a lot of drama and quick wit. But on the other hand, why is it so easy for adults and children alike to overlook stereotyping when the actors are groundhogs, as opposed to humans? Then I realized that almost *all* the children's movies I see are about anthro characters. Part of this is the CGI uncanny valley and the long tradition of anthro animals in childrens' fare and the expense of live actors vs CGI, of course, but I think the studios are telling stories with animals in place of humans partly because they can get away with doing things with animals they could never in a million years do with human characters, and still get that G rating and do a lot of merchandising besides.
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Books as Wine: The Mysterious Case of Nancy Drew & the Hardy Boys, Carole Kismaric & Marvin Heiferman

First impressions: I have not read the authors' other book, "Growing up with Dick and Jane." This is a coffee-table book which purported to discuss the politics of early childrens' publishing, as well as the historical conception of teen and pre-teen life in America through the idea of famous American mystery series franchises for teens. I thought it would be interesting to read that book, especially since as a young child I inhaled--with equal parts boredom, annoyance, and speed--my mother's collection of 1940's era Nancy Drew books, simply because they were in the house and were printed words on a page, and realized even at the time they were racist, not very original, or well-written. I wanted to see how the authors tackled those topics.

The book started off with a relatively discussion of the building of an early publishing franchise/empire for the newly created idea of "teenagers," which was interesting enough, and relatively straightforward coffee-table-historical-biography fare, if not particularly well-written.

Middle: Halfway through, I still thought it would be interesting to read that book, but realized this book was about as far away from that book as as you could get while still purporting to be the same thing--the way that a chocolate donut hole from Dunkin' Donuts and a 5-layer French mousse dessert with handmade caramel chocolates are both "chocolate desserts," but that's about all that can be said in terms of their similarities.

You can tell which parts of this book are written by the female author, and which parts are written by the male author (hint: the male author writes about the Hardy Boys series); paragraph transitions are just that clunky. This type of book is one that gives me hope that someday my works will be published in softcover, but gives me hope for all the wrong reasons--namely, if they're publishing this dreck, they'll probably enjoy a neatly-formatted ms of any of my high school essays even more. A sample paragraph transition: "On the other hand, unlike Frank and Joe Hardy, who join the line in the literary pantheon of male adventurers, Nancy Drew bears a special responsibility: she stakes out new territory by showing girls how to take action..."

There are also pages in this book which are an attempt to tie the book's main subject--the history of these two American novel series, and their evolving interpretations of the [straight, white] American teenager--to the rise of a special idea of "American teenage culture" and that idea's evolution over the past 150 years. They don't. For instance: there is one page is basically about John Wayne being the 1950's masculine ideal, which is not only a debatable point in and of itself, but is tied to the Hardy Boys' series by the authors basically saying, 'John Wayne has quality x, y, and z. The Hardy Boys do, too.' There's another side-note, about civil rights and race in the 1960's, which doesn't mention either series of books at all: it starts off by basically saying, 'some teens in the 60's were concerned about their clothes and hair as teenagers, but other teenagers had to deal with racism! Here's a stock photo of school integration!' You start to check for tipped-in pages, strange glues or bindings, indicating these pages weren't actually original to the book and were ripped out of a particularly bad American history text and pasted in. Alas.

If the authors wrote this book in their sleep, the photos and illustrations must have been gleaned from a particularly somnambulistic episode.
As far as I can tell, there are three types of illustration in the book:
1.) Scans of out-of-copyright Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew cover art, endpapers, etc.
2.) A bunch of stock photos of people between the ages of 10 and 30 doing things, which are related to the book's main subject matter with captions so transparently padded as to be laughable.

For instance, on a page where the main text discusses the rise of the adult detective/mystery novel and claims, without evidence, that the popular adult format was a publishing goldmine when the heroes became teenagers ("pure inspiration for kids whose lives are defined by changes and confusion, whose growing bodies often feel like haunted houses" [?!?]), there is a sidebar titled, without preamble, "Other Brother Acts," which discusses: The Jackson 5, the Kennedys, the Righteous Brothers, and the Groucho Brothers. No joke. It is left to the reader to make the tenuous, and hilarious, connection between such sidebars and the main "ideas," such as they are, of the book.

I kept desperately wanting to see the book segue into a "Pat the Bunny" parody:
- "The Hardy Brothers are brothers. Here are some other brothers. Many people have brothers. Do you have a brother?"
- "Both Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys were made into TV shows. TV shows are generally popular with teenagers. Here are some other TV shows which were popular with teenagers. Can you name any other TV shows which are popular with teenagers?"
- "Nancy Drew's father was a man who was an apolitical cipher of a father figure. Here are some real men who were deeply involved in politics in America, who could arguably be called father figures if you were of a certain political bent. Do you have a political bias and a license from Corbis that only allows you access to certain historical stock photos?"

3.) Scanned-in, copyright-free advertising drawings and line art from the 20's through the 50's, often with no caption at all.

For instance, in the page facing the opening of chapter 2 (creatively titled "Action, Action Action," but in three different typefaces so it looks...action-y), we see a collage made of four images: a cropped partial scan of a Nancy Drew book cover, a photo or film still from the 50's of a "friendly white male neighborhood cop type" laughingly separating two white elementary-school age boys who were throwing ineffective punches at each other, a B&W line drawing of a giant fist which has captured tiny people a la Gulliver's travels, and what appears to be a scan of an interior end-page from a Hardy Boys book. The text accompanying this collage is all about the improbability of the perfect, scenic, idyllic, yet somehow constantly crime-ridden towns which the Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew live in.

Finish: At times, it's hard to tell if the authors are aware of their absurd padding of what could otherwise be an informative and relatively factual two-page historical society pamphlet about franchised publishing efforts in the nineteen-teens and are amused by it, or if they are totally unaware of their gender, historical, political, and cultural bias.

Here are some items that point toward the authors' own awareness of the absurdity of this book:
"In fact, the two of them [Nancy Drew and her father Carson] seem more like husband and wife than parent and child--Carson doesn't flinch when his attractive daughter playfully runs her hands through his wavy hair. When the two Drews flirt shamelessly, which they often do, they're unaware of the dark psychological undercurrents that kept twentieth-century shrinks' couches warm."

"[The Hardy Boys] simply affirm their loyalties, believe in their own involunerability and unwavering moral strength, and act out their version of masculinity in a timeless, endless loop of thrilling excitements. The Hardy Boys never stop and, like most men who are married to their jobs, can't imagine retiring."

"Nancy has no mother to apprentice herself to, no homework that needs to be done. She has no worries about money nor chores around the house..."

Here are some items that point toward the authors' plain and painful biases:
"...But shopping at Burk's Department Store or eating dainty luncheons with her nice but conventional friends just isn't enough for ambitious Nancy Drew. The only time she feels truly alive is when she's on a job....when Nancy's not working she feels 'empty,' she can't sit still and seems restless at play. Lucky for her that just as she's obsessively thinking that she'd 'go to the ends of the earth to find another mystery,' someone in need rings her doorbell, or something unsettling...grabs her attention and snaps her back to life." (Yes, that's a continuation of the above sentence).

"The Hardys' boy friends are important throughout the series, but because the preteen kids reading the Hardy Boys are not particularly interested in romance, the presence of girls in the mysteries is insignificant. They have to make an appearance, of course, for otherwise the Hardy Boys and their pals' sexuality would be a little suspect."

"Young teen girls like the thrill of romance, not the ickiness of sex, and that may explain why Nancy Drew's a little bit blase on the subject of romance[...]Nancy doesn't need Ned. She's got her own car and money and is too busy to be needy. To be honest, Nancy knows that Ned's got nowhere else to go; he lives to serve her and isn't interesting enough to merit a book series of his own."

A sidebar, discussing the rise of the popularity of mystery fiction based on true crimes of the 20's, is illustrated with another seemingly unrelated stock photo, this one of a hangman's noose. And then I got to this sentence: "Bullet-riddled bodies, sexpot killers, and machine-gun blowouts became the symbols of hard-boiled detective fiction, now known as 'crime novels' and lambasted by some critics, who called them 'really prolonged literary lynchings.' (Really. Really really. I shit you not).

And then there are really the sentences that make you wonder if this book isn't a sadistic plot on the part of the authors to drive you crazy trying to decide between self-aware, ironic arch commentary winking at itself, the most breathtakingly unaware stereotyping you've ever seen, something that makes you laugh in horror:
"Teen detective Nancy Drew is nothing like most young girls--boy-crazy, always on the phone, morbid, mooning over unicorns, or subject to fits of uncontrollable giggles. [...] A clotheshorse with an ever-expanding wardrobe, Nancy acts out every girl's desire for material goods..."

"Nancy's been raised to take men for what they are in her world--sometimes helpful, sometimes troublesome, but more often than not, criminals. She's usually more capable than they are; no wonder they tie her up, gag her, lock her in closets, and knock her unconscious."

"[Nancy Drew's] persona--equal parts girl, boy, teenager, and adult--allows her to blossom in a man's world without giving up the perks of being a girl and frees her and her readers from a prison of gender expectations."

This book is a sexist, racist, boring bit of tripe, with an interesting three-pages-at-most aside on the history of publishing syndicates which catered to childrens' literature as a new market, and another half-paragraph at the end about the fact that the books were eventually revised to take out some of the most egregious stereotypes about non-white WASPS (not how they were revised, not why--that would have been interesting--just that they were). The subject of the book was sexist, racist bits of tripe for children, but it was made more horrible to read by the fact that the authors knew this, and could only sporadically bring themselves to comment acerbically on the dark undertones of the otherwise stupid, repetitive, impossible, perfect, biased, sheltered lives of the characters these books held up as role models.

I guess that if the authors had consistently trashed the books, perhaps they wouldn't have gotten paid for writing it, but I wonder if they would have been happier people. I also wonder if they really wanted to trash the books consistently, which is a rather unsettling thing to wonder about.

In the end, this book was worth reading only because I knew if I finished it, I would be able to ethically write this review, trashing both the book and its fawning devotion to both series, which was a joy to do.

Pairs well with: a light trepanning.

Wine this book most reminds me of: the dusty 6-pack of 1987 "Seasons' Best" holiday beer sitting in the basement of my parents' home since that date, which they will not throw out, but cannot drink--at least not without major stomach pumping.
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First impressions: This is a children's book featuring a lot of roadkill, a sub-header reading "Hugh doesn't want to be a man. He just wants to look like one," and an anthropomorphic porcuipine who is mistaken for human by everyone except the post-office manager. I found all of these things strange even when I first read it in third-grade or so, and continue to find them strange every time I reread this book, but you can already tell that this cannot be an unbiased review.

Middle: It was only last night, after rereading this book for maybe the 10th time, that I realized that the book is actually about how hard it is to find satisfactory solutions to the problem of freedom vs. security for both the individual and a collective group of people, and about how hard it is for those boundaries to be navigated among and between cultural and linguistic divides, and especially about the problems that happen when said cultures understand each other just enough so that the solutions that at first look good to later turn out to be very wrong indeed. It is also a book about how animals don't make the same decisions people do, despite having the human world imposing its decisions on them. It is also about a loner trying to deal with things that scare him once he recognizes that the right thing to do is both a.) right and b.) not easy c.) there would be consequences to a decision to choose not to act, as well. It's also a book about how it's necessary for each person to make their own decision about how to draw that boundary, and how sometimes the boundaries that work for most people won't work for all.

Finish: This book is hilarious. "Hugh Pine stayed very still. Maybe they would go away. But the noise only got worse. They were shouting and banging on the tree. Hugh Pine snorted. He began to climb down....'We are the committee,' the three porcupines said. 'Very nice,' Hugh Pine said. 'How very good of you to be the committee, and how very good of you to come and see me. Why don't you go away?'"

I understand that the author also wrote an introduction to Buddhism for children.

Pairs well with: pecan pie, coffee with cream, Lies my Teacher Told me by James W. Loewen.
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First impressions: I hadn't read John Brandon's earlier novel, Arkansas, though we have it in the house. But yesterday Citrus County came in the mail, and the tactile cover drew me in (oh, McSweeney's production values!)

Middle: So there's going to be a lot written on this book about how it's a great book about junior high, teenagers, etc. And it is. But just saying that leaves out, I feel, one of the things that I most appreciated about it: while the book was often set inside a junior high, and three of the main characters were strongly associated with the junior high (Shelby & Toby are students, and Mr. Hibma one of their teachers), the book wasn't about junior high. It wasn't about sex or hard moral choices or teenage romance in the way that a saturday after-school special is about those things. Rather, it was about those things in the way that life is about those things. It took the idea of "junior highschool students are able to make hard moral choices" not as its moral, but as its beginning, as its starting axiom, the way that other novels about adults assume it from the get-go.

I can't tell you much about the plot without spoliers, except that it revolves around a character who's not actually present for most of the book (not really a plot- or writing-trick; just a quirk of the particular social type of narrative the book is structured around), and that Shelby and Toby might be in love.

The writing is quite plain in most places, but plain in a way that's beautiful in its sparseness, like the way a cinderblock building can be beautiful in its sparseness. It's narrated in turn by different characters--Shelby, Toby, and Mr. Hibma, for the most part.

Finish: It is also a study of the ways that depression manifests itself. It is not a happy book, though it has what would be conventionally considered to be an incredibly happy ending, plotwise. You could take the same plot and characters in this book and come out easily with a sensational beach-read-type of book, and countless authors have, but Brandon veers away from taking the easy choices, plot and characterwise--as if those easy choices hadn't actually existed in the first place. That, I think, is what I like most about Citrus County: it seems like the idea that easy choices don't exist in the first place is both embedded into the book's style and constitutes the book's theme.

Pairs well with: this book basically made up for my reading My Sister's Keeper earlier this summer, which looked like it was going to be about hard choices and then the author's deus ex machina showed up to make the ending conventionally happy. It would be an interesting experiment to try and read these books back-to-back to compare how authors manipulate readers when the characters are in difficult situations.

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