Monday, August 10, 2015


I committed to continuing the Reading Group Update. Finally getting around to it.

The New Book Club:

One Book At A Time:

Bookie Babes:
Tina's Group:
Rather a short month. I dropped out of one group because we always met in noisy restaurants and sat at long tables, making discussion less than satisfying. The Tiny Book Group is on hiatus for the summer. As always, I would love to know what your reading groups are reading and which books make for good discussions.

Happy Reading!

Thursday, July 30, 2015


Book I Read in June

Stats: 7 read, 3 by a female author, 1 by a writer of color, 1 translated classic, 2 speculative fiction
Favorites: The Water Knife, Seveneves, Hardball, Another Country
Least favorite: Dead Souls

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Tuesday, June 23, 2015


Books I Read in May

Stats: 12 read, 6 by a female author, 1 translated, 1 Nobel Prize winner
Favorites: The Secret Place, Euporia, In the Unlikely Event
Least favorite: A Question of Upbringing
All the rest were good to great.
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Thursday, May 21, 2015


Dear Readers and Followers of this blog,

If you are a reader or follower of this blog, you have noticed I haven't been posting for a while. 

Some reasons why:
1. I want to spend more time reading, working on my writing projects, and honestly just goofing off on other things.
2. It is nice to count the hits but what I started blogging for was conversation. For whatever reason, not many people comment. 
3. Most of the comments I was getting were actually spam and had to be deleted.

Summary: I got bored and discouraged. 

So the new plan is to post the Reading Group News and a monthly list of what I have been reading.

I also post on Twitter for each book I read. Twitter posts are short. That suits me fine.

I also have a presence on Goodreads where I have been posting micro-reviews.

So you can still keep up with me if you wish. Just hit the Twitter button or if you are on Twitter become a follower, send me a message and I will follow you.

Thanks for the luls!

Tuesday, March 24, 2015


The Age of Dreaming, Nina Revoyr, Akashic Books, 2008, 327 pp

Again Nina Revoyr took me into another time here in the city where I live and showed me a world we can barely imagine in 2015. I loved her first book, Southland, set in Los Angeles in the 40s, 50s, and 60s. In The Age of Dreaming, she goes earlier to the era of silent film.

Jun Nakayama was a (fictional) silent film star in the early days of Hollywood. He emigrated from Japan as a young man and through a combination of hard work, self-assurance, a passion for acting, and plenty of luck, wound up as a contracted actor to one of the first film studios. He rose to star status, fame, and riches. Then suddenly in 1922, he vanished from the scene.

As the book opens he is an older man living alone, friendless, and devoted to his simple routines. When he is contacted by a young journalist who is writing an article about the opening of a Silent Movie Theater in 1964, he begins to look back on his early life for the first time in years. His recollections tell the story.

Jun is an unreliable narrator because he choose to ignore what was going on around him during his career. He turned an unaware eye on the sexual orientation of his favorite director and denied the growing racism toward the Japanese living in California, while he remained oblivious to the love of his best Japanese friend. As he uncovers what he had hidden from himself for all those years the increasing emotional tension drives the story. An unsolved murder in 1922, just before Jun left the movie world provides a mystery.

The writing is restrained but elegiac and reminded me of Kazuo Ishiguro and Chang Rae Lee, both of whom are of partial Japanese descent as is Ms Revoyr. I was also put in mind of Glen David Gold's Sunnyside, an excellent novel built around the life of Charlie Chaplin.

The Tiny Book Club met at Musso and Franks, a historic Hollywood restaurant, to discuss this gem of a book. It happened to be the day after Leonard Nimoy died and when we exited the restaurant we found a small crowd of locals and tourists gathering around Nimoy's Hollywood Star in the sidewalk, laying flowers and saying goodbye to another fallen star.

(The Age of Dreaming is available in paperback by order from Once Upon A Time Bookstore.)

Thursday, March 19, 2015


The Peerless Four, Victoria Patterson, Counterpoint Press, 2013, 196 pp

I love nothing more than a well-written unique story. I was blown away by The Peerless Four, a fictional account of four young Canadian girls who competed in the 1928 Olympics, the first time in thousands of years women were ever allowed to compete.

These sixteen/seventeen year old girls each not only enjoyed being athletic from a young age, they craved it. Whether running, high-jumping or shooting hoops, each one overcame objections from parents, some through drastic measures such as the one who hid in a closet and refused to eat.

Here is what men thought about females in the Olympics in the 1920s: "No female should be seen swaggering around, pretending to be male. If females must compete in the Olympics, they should be consigned to participating in ladylike sports that allow them to look beautiful and wear some pretty cute costumes: archery, figure skating, and horseback riding being the best examples--activities that would not cause them to perspire. Furthermore, there is scientific evidence that the rigors of athletic activities weaken women for motherhood."

After introducing the four women with a quick chapter each on how they became athletes in childhood, the author gives us Mel, who narrates the novel as the chaperone for the Peerless Four.

Mel was a runner herself. As the story progresses we learn that she quit running after a miscarriage or two, falling for the idea that motherhood makes a woman complete. What made Mel complete was running and her marriage became a prison where she could not be herself, even though the husband wasn't necessarily a bad guy. He even allowed himself to be convinced to let Mel go to Amsterdam with the female team.

I am possibly the world's most unathletic person but this ostensibly sports novel got hold of me and would not let go. Mel, Jack the coach, and the four girls circle around each other in varying states depending on how training is going, the differing pressures on them all, and each one's past baggage. The climax at the Games themselves is so full of tension, I could barely breathe as I read.

Finally comes the real truth about any athlete-the aftermath of winning or losing. Who came through unscathed? The chaperone who never competed, the coach who had made those girls his reason for living, or the girls themselves? Read The Peerless Four and find out.

The other day I watched the movie "Foxcatcher." I kept wishing I were watching a movie made from The Peerless Four.

Friday, March 06, 2015


The Prize, Irving Wallace, Simon and Schuster, 1962, 761 pp

Irving Wallace's novel about the Nobel Prize was the #8 bestselling book in 1962. It took him over a decade to research and write. Unfortunately his research lays too heavily within the story and made the book overly long.

I could say that I got quite an education about the prizes but I would rather have looked all that up on Wikipedia and then enjoyed the story. Of course, Wikipedia did not exist in 1962.

By following the stories of six fictional Nobel winners, their associated wives or relatives, and some members of the Academy, he wove a pretty good tale. Each winner, whether scientist or writer, comes to Stockholm for Nobel week with personal baggage, vulnerable in different ways to the politics of the Nobel committees, to the press, and even to the world events of the times.

Though Wallace's characters are as much types as they are people, he gives each enough substance so that the reader becomes involved and participates emotionally in their changes. Of course, there are various romances spiced up with explicit sex (apparently Wallace is famous for that) but to his credit he makes of sex something seamless with the rest of life rather than sensational. He is clearly not in agreement with Puritanical views about its evilness.

Whenever he wrote about the trials and activities of the characters the story raced along. The historical bits, the travelogue style about visits to Stockholm's landmarks, and his descriptions of architecture, furnishings, restaurant meals and routes through the city were beyond boring. Unless you like that sort of thing, skimming is recommended.

In the end, he presents a balanced picture of the behind the scenes selections of the winners, the idiocy of such awards, as well as the positive effects on both the world and the winners due to recognition of great scientific work and literature.

I think the prize itself has been overshadowed by the many pop culture awards we have now, but I was still thrilled in recent years when Toni Morrison and Doris Lessing won. For me, the book was worth the read.

( The Prize is out of print, available as an ebook from certain on-line sellers, and in paperback from used book sellers. I found a hardback copy at my local library.)