We are all yeses

“We are all yeses. We are worthy enough, we passed inspection, we survived the great fetal oocyte extinctions. In that sense, at least — call it a mechanospiritual sense — we are meant to be. We are good eggs, every one of us.”


― Natalie Angier in “Women: An Intimate Geography”

The best thing for being sad

“The best thing for being sad,” replied Merlin, beginning to puff and blow, “is to learn something. That’s the only thing that never fails. You may grow old and trembling in your anatomies, you may lie awake at night listening to the disorder of your veins, you may miss your only love, you may see the world about you devastated by evil lunatics, or know your honour trampled in the sewers of baser minds. There is only one thing for it then — to learn. Learn why the world wags and what wags it. That is the only thing which the mind can never exhaust, never alienate, never be tortured by, never fear or distrust, and never dream of regretting. Learning is the only thing for you. Look what a lot of things there are to learn.”

 

― T.H. White, The Once and Future King

Current Reading List

Here’s the reading list of the Pulitzer Prize winning books I plan to read over the next several months:

  1. The Road, by Cormac McCarthy (2007)
  2. The Late George Apley, by John Phillips Marquand (1938)
  3. Less, by Andrew Sean Greer (2018)
  4. The Sympathizer, by Viet Thanh Nguyen (2016)
  5. The Age of Innocence, by Edith Wharton (1921)
  6. The Yearling, by Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings (1939)
  7. Honey in the Horn, by Harold L. Davis (1936)
  8. The Reivers, by William Faulkner (1963)
  9. The Good Earth, by Pearl S. Buck (1932)

The Underground Railroad by Colson Whitehead

Tonight I finished reading this amazing book. The story depicted slavery in a much more brutal way than any other story I can recall reading. As I worked my way through the book, the terms, “white privilege” (a term I have struggled to understand) and “black lives matter” have played over and over again in my mind. I also think of “black holocaust”, a term I had only recently heard, yet as I read of Cora’s experiences and observations in North Carolina, shares so many similarities to the Jewish holocaust.

I need to take a day or two to think about this book and let its story gel in my mind before I can write much more about it. I am appalled and moved beyond description for the things that occurred in this story. I think this is an important book that will stand the test of time and, and hard as it was to read, I am glad to have read it.

BOOK DISCUSSION LINKS – Please click the three links below to view my thoughts regarding the questions presented:

01 – What were your initial impressions of the book?

02 – What did you think of the characters that Cora encountered?

03 – What did you think of Cora and her situation?

Here’s some additional links about this book that you might find of interest:

A Thousand Acres

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This was the second time I read “A Thousand Acres.” So many years had passed since the first time I read it, I didn’t remember many of the details of the story. But as the story enfolded, it all felt very familiar to me.

I thoroughly enjoyed the book, but the story is so sad. The book starts up slowly – the author spends much time building the setting, describing the characters, and does a great job describing the family dynamics. Around the midpoint of the book, everything starts falling apart for the families that are central to the story. It is compelling and heart breaking to see how the family’s carefully crafted façade begins to fall apart as the characters and family ties implode and eventually collapse.