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Blood, Bones, and Butter by Gabrielle Hamilton: Book Review

Hamilton tells her difficult coming of age story without flinching. Her unusual childhood in agrarian New Jersey with an artist father and French ballerina mother was disrupted by divorce as she hit puberty. Walking along the railroad tracks at the age of 13, looking for a job, she goes into the first restaurant she finds- and the die is cast. “Be careful what you get good at, because you will be doing it the rest of your life.” a kitchen coworker warns her.

Hamilton structures her story well, moving forward and backward in time to illuminate the mistakes/choices she made and why she made them. After ten years in catering kitchens in New York, she cannot put to rest the idea that she should be doing something more “worthy” and heads off to Ann Arbor for an MFA in writing. (This is not a memoir that pretends to be written by a non-writer.) The alienating academic language and culture drive her back to the kitchen and a woman she meets working there gives her a first glimpse of the possibilities of her own restaurant. A restaurant that gives patrons a taste of childhood comfort and being cared for by the mother that she has not seen for twenty years. On her return to New York she makes such a restaurant.

As I wrote about on the desk set, my attraction to books and libraries was given to me by my parents, and in many ways at work I try to give that comfort and feeling of being recognized to my young patrons and their parents. I have frequently felt that I should be doing more or other than that.  Blood, Bones, and Butter is a rare memoir of vivid convincing detail and compelling story that resonated with my experience of working life.

Prune, Hamilton’s restaurant, is what they call a labor of love which means she works ridiculous hours. By the end of the book she also has two tiny sons to care for as well as an unfathomable husband. She is searching for balance but unwilling to compromise on career or family or writing a beautiful honest book at the same time. For this reader, attempting to balance all these often unspoken and complex internal drives- for family, success, and art- Hamilton’s tale is as bitterly refreshing as a perfect negroni.

Started Early, Took My Dog by Kate Atkinson: Book Review

The lost serendipity of browsing is sometimes bemoaned by book lovers. We are wary of the transition to digital collections and catalogs that leave nothing to chance. Happily, browsing (stumbling?) seems to have neatly followed us into the surprisingly haphazard digital world. I found Kate Atkinson’s first book, Behind the Scenes at the Museum through a simple subject heading search (York, England–Fiction) the summer before I went to study at the University of York. Atkinson’s award winning debut was a darkly funny gothic tale set in the medieval city. The deeply dysfunctional family suffering, acting out, and keeping awful secrets through the trying events of the 20th century fit my mood perfectly.

The last four books she’s written are Northern noir: nightmarish tales of children in peril and mysterious strong but flawed women. They are puzzled over by the violent, inept, but morally sound and dogged unaffiliated investigator Jackson Brodie. The latest volume sticks to Leeds and darkest Yorkshire, (where my own gloomy relatives originated) and has the satisfactions of a solid police procedural in a vivid and disturbing setting. And I found it by chance, googling the line from Emily Dickinson that Atkinson took as her title.

Atkinson is speaking tomorrow night at Porter Square Books in Cambridge

Lizard Music by Daniel Pinkwater: Book Review

image of a book coverDaniel Pinkwater in his own words “has written hundreds of books, many of them good.” Lizard Music is his first and it is wonderful. Accidentally left to his own devices while his parents are on vacation, Victor starts to see his neighborhood and the observable in an entirely new and unconventional way. He takes the bus to the big city, talks to strangers and stays up late enough to see what is after the late late movie- rock and roll playing lizards who are trying to rescue the world.   That his visions may have been inspired by the glue from his model airplane kit is something only a square adult would quibble about. His pragmatic observations are a comic foil to the absurd narrative. This book from the nineteen seventies might remind adults of Donald Barthelme’s postmodern novels. Kids will appreciate the voice, humor, and adventure, although they might need to ask their grandparents to explain Walter Cronkite.

I regularly post children’s book reviews on my library’s website.  Since I review books I personally love- it occurs to me you might love them too.   I’m going to do some crossposting here, expanding a bit on the adult appeal.

Mindful Teaching and Teaching Mindfulness by Deborah Schoeberlein: Book Review

Like the rest of the media, this blog will now turn its attention to the “crisis” in public education. Just kidding. This year I have had some deeply inspiring experiences in public schools  that have lead me to think very seriously about my own experiences as a public school student and also what it would be like to be a public school teacher. Since then I have been on the lookout for books about teaching and also maybe a sign from a higher power saying “Why don’t you take the teaching exams already?”
This book is a practical guide for classroom teachers with sections on how to incorporate mindfulness techniques into your teaching day for yourself and also how to train your students in similar techniques to increase their ability to focus and manage stress.  The techniques were familiar to me from my reading on zen and shambhala buddhist mindfulness techniques although Shoeberlein scrupulously avoids any discussion of religion.  What was new and very useful was the practical application of these techniques in the work day.

For example, if you check your email first thing in the morning and then your class arrives you cannot help but feel distracted and somewhat irritated with your class.  And they notice that.  I am plagued by my desire to multitask and fit in a little peek at my email first thing in the morning and that does mean that anyone coming into my office at that time feels as though they are intruding and I get irritated at both the email and the patron.  This morning, knowing I had a class at 9:30, I chose to do relaxing simple preparation for my program instead of squeezing in a few minutes online.  What a difference this made in my stress level and the kind of welcome I could give the kids and parents.  Recommended for “anyone who teaches anything” and is looking to give more meaning to their work and reduce tension and overwhelming feelings.

Nets by Jen Bervin: Book Review

page from bookExperimenting with altered book poetry at a class a few weeks ago, I was reminded of this book by Jen Bervin. Bervin took Shakespeare’s Sonnets and made a beautiful new poem out of them by crossing out most of the words. I love it. In her original version the unwanted words are crossed out with the zigzag stitch of a sewing machine. The printed edition by Ugly Duckling Press leaves the ghost of the original sonnets on the page. Something to read and reread to understand both the original and the new work.

Cognitive Surplus by Clay Shirky: Book Review

image of a book cover The cognitive surplus we currently have in our middle class with leisure time, disposable income, and literacy combined with interactive online tools is a fascinating subject for a book and I had hopes for this slim volume. The 17 hours a week Americans have been watching TV can now be spent in exciting new ways like giving on Kiva or blogging right here.
Not long ago, the three years worth of observations and photos recorded here would have been a few slim blank books and a photo album in a cardboard box. The audience: my imaginary children or, in grander moments, my literary executors. Instead I have been able to use this time and energy to stay connected with friends around the country and the world and to improve my poetry and photography and cooking with helpful advice from friends and family. It’s also been a way to express some feelings that would otherwise have not been allowed to breathe. That is how I’ve been using my cognitive surplus and I am very thankful for the internet tools that have emerged to help me.

Shirky doesn’t care about that stuff. In fact, I’m not sure what he cares about. By the end of the book he seems to be simply giving design tips for social media entrepreneurs who are discomfited by their audiences talking back. He completely lost me with this advice; “It is better to start with a system that is small and good and work on making it better than to start with a system that is large and mediocre and work on making it better.” Well, yes. No shit. Especially if your intention is to sell your site to the highest bidder. However, if we actually want to leverage the immense resources we have in this country sooner or later you must tackle the large and mediocre. Whether it is the schools, the library, the road crew, your building, or friends there is immense potential and surplus to be tapped and we need courageous people to address these intractable problems using some of our new tools, far more than we need the next app.

Catching the Big Fish: Meditation, Consciousness, and Creativity by David Lynch

this is on my front steps and i didn't put it there

One of the many many benefits of working the desk in a public library is having first crack at book donations. My community gives us the best books and they invariably turn up when I need them. I.E. I am making an Egyptian art display and a dover ancient Egypt coloring book appears out of nowhere, ready to be photocopied and handed out to kids who want to color their own Nile boat. But I digress.

David Lynch’s book turned up last Thursday. It is a collection of his short essays on his creative process and how it has been aided by 30+ years of transcendental meditation. I found it soothing and inspiring. He writes about the creative life and how he worked hard to pursue it with the support of his practice. He explains that although suffering is part of the human experience and plays a role in his art- there is no need for him to suffer to portray it. Indeed, if he was suffering, mentally or physically, that would prevent him from devoting himself to his work. Phew. I’m so glad we are getting beyond the tired old tortured artist crap. Thanks, Mr. Lynch.

Also, I brought on my car trip Committed by Elizabeth Gilbert. Ms. Gilbert seems to have abandoned her meditation practice. I think it really could have helped her with the questions she explores in this book on marriage and love and I sorely missed that dimension of her experience that she shared in Eat Pray Love.

Where the Mountain Meets the Moon by Grace Lin

image of book coverI’ve been following Grace Lin’s career since I moved back to Massachusetts- she is a diligent and thoughtful blogger and a neighbor (although we have not met). Before finding her blog, I had not noticed her work. But she is someone to watch because of the seriousness of her efforts and the playfulness of her work.

Her Newbery honor winner of this year is the quest of a young Chinese girl who seeks to change her family’s fortune. Grace started telling this story aloud when she was sitting in the hospital with her first husband who was dying of cancer. After he was gone, she did not want to finish the book. However she was able to work through her grief and tell this story and it has changed Grace’s fortune. The illustrations and the text work well together and it has the timeless dreamy quality of a classic children’s novel, that is, one written for a person of any age who is looking for answers and open to finding them through fantasy.

Go Grace! I am so looking forward to your future work, and your career is very inspiring to me. I have been on my quest now for three years and it feels like my fortune changes everyday. It is important to follow all the little red strings that pop up and not be afraid to listen to talking fish.

The Checklist Manifesto by Atul Gawande: Book Review

Atul Gawande’s premise seems too simple: modern professions have become so complex and varied and specialized that they cannot be managed without written checklists. The author is a surgeon and uses lots of examples from his profession- highly skilled, highly trained, nerves of steel doctors who forget to wash their hands leading to infection and possibly death following an otherwise successful procedure.

He researches and compares checklists that are used successfully in other professions; construction, restaurants, and most effectively: airline pilots. In the forties, planes were being built that were simply too complex to fly. There was a tradition of macho pilots operating on skill and experience alone. However, in order to fly the B17 without dying, that attitude had to be dropped and a simple checklist of tasks executed every time. Done this way, flying is supremely safe. Relying on one person’s skill and attention and relationship with the rest of the crew on a given day is not. The author argues that freed from being omniscient most professionals improve results and give themselves room for creative thought when it counts.

He presents jawdropping statistics on the effectiveness of a simple checklist in the operating room. (boy, surgery is dangerous!) A big part of this is empowering the nurses, anesthesiologists, and other people on the surgical team to speak up if they know something that could effect the surgery or if they see the surgeon inadvertently contaminate the surgical area. It allows for dialog in an historically hierarchical and gendered realm where the surgeon was treated as king.

And of course this is why people hate the checklists. They feel professionally threatened by the suggestion that their judgment and years of experience and schooling can be subverted to piece of paper held by someone else. Gawande finds that even in finance, where checklists have been proven to make their users much more money, people don’t want to use them- preferring to rely on their gut instinct or the firmness of their new partner’s handshake.

Libraries are not life and death like surgery or flight. Nor do we work with massive sums of money or huge masses of steel. However, librarians cling to the idea of our professional identity and we fail to standardize practices, preferring finesse and faulty memory. We let emotional reactions to patrons tamper with the service they receive. We fail to answer questions or determine what the questions are because of inattention. We take things personally.

I realized, listening to this book, that at my library we do not have a circulation manual (that I’ve seen). Whenever I show my pages how to check in a book or override an irrelevant message in our circulation system, I’m relying on the memory of a sixteen year old combined with my own flawed delivery of the information (that was delivered verbally to me, by another librarian). If they forget, they have to ask again. And they probably won’t ask me, but maybe will get up the courage to ask one of the other pages, if they remember.

As information professionals we should be masters of the checklist, the steps needed for a search, the process of a reference query. Instead we hide behind the desk and our years of college and grad school, knowing that if the patrons don’t get what they want, they’ll likely be too cowed to tell us.

I’m going to work up a couple checklists and a simple satisfaction survey for patrons this week. I’ll let you know how it goes.

Peter Reinhart’s Artisan Breads Every Day: Book Review

I like bread more than I like chocolate. My stepmother Betty (no bakeries in Heath!), Carina, and I have all been conducting various no knead bread experiments to try to replicate the kind of bread we love at home.
This Reinhart is some kind of bread guru and has a significant following. His recipes are written in paragraphs which makes it a challenge to decipher how many different rises and actions you are to take on each loaf. I got confused and gave up after a few proddings and restings. I baked the 50% Whole Wheat rustic loaf and it came out mishapen but had more complex flavor, chewiness, and big irregular air bubbles than any bread I’ve ever baked. I plan to repaginate the recipes in outline form to make them easier to follow.
Reinhart admits that part of why artisan bread makers have been slow to take advantage of the flavor and texture possible with refrigerated dough is a love of the process. They believe that for great bread you must suffer. Only reluctantly is this guy jumping on the slow rise bandwagon. Happily, he is devoted to flavor and texture above tradition and shares the best methods, well tested, with us.