Happy New Year! We celebrated by going to bed at 10 pm as per usual, and changing the calendar in the morning. Whee. Here’s what I read last month:
- That Hideous Strength (C. S. Lewis)
- A Season of Little Sacraments: Christmas Commotion, Advent Grace (Susan H. Swetnam)
- The Figure of Beatrice: A Study in Dante (Charles Williams)
- The Man Born to be King (Dorothy L. Sayers)
- The Grave’s a Fine and Private Place (Alan Bradley)
- Juniper: The Girl Who Was Born Too Soon (Kelley and Tom French)
- Sir Gawain and the Green Knight (tr. Simon Armitage)
- Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe (Fannie Flagg)
A few of these I’ve already touched on in prior posts: Season of Little Sacraments and The Man Born to be King here, and The Figure of Beatrice here. I hadn’t finished either of the Sayers or the Williams when I wrote their respective posts — suffice it to say that they each continued excellent to the end, and are well worth your time (particularly the Sayers play cycle).
That Hideous Strength is the final book in C. S. Lewis’s Cosmic Trilogy, the first two installments of which I read in November. It’s funny… the first time I read this trilogy, about 10-15 years ago, I thought that This Hideous Strength was the weakest of the three. I am convinced, now, that it’s the strongest. It’s true that it doesn’t have as many fantastical elements as Out of the Silent Planet and Perelandra — taking place, as it does, entirely on earth — but I found on this read-through that the stakes and the drama are much higher than in the first two books, and that Lewis speaks very presciently to many aspects of our life today.
I’ve been reading Alan Bradley’s Flavia De Luce series since it came out — The Grave’s a Fine and Private Place is the ninth of them, and I am sad to say that it will probably be the last… for me. What can I say? Some of Flavia’s charm has worn off. The internal chronology of the series is stretched beyond belief; this book had a subplot about a blackmail situation that was just dropped instead of resolved; the final straw, for me, was when Flavia bent a crochet hook into an L-shape to pick a lock. Dude. Crochet hooks are 1) too big for that, and 2) made of steel. Probably Bradley was thinking of tatting hooks, which are teeny-weeny because they’re used to make lace… but the mistake certainly killed what was left of my suspended disbelief. Sorry, Flavia. Sorry, Alan. It was a good ride while it lasted.
Juniper: The Girl Who Was Born Too Soon is the story of Juniper French, a micro-preemie born at 23 weeks 6 days gestation. Her parents are both investigative journalists, and they tell the story together, alternating chapters. If you want the Cliffs notes, I linked to the three-part series that was the genesis of the book in my last edition of Weekend Reading. Kelley Benham French won a Pulitzer for that series, so if you enjoyed it, be sure to pick up the book and get the expanded story as well.
Sir Gawain and the Green Knight was a delightful surprise to me this month. It’s a long poem — about 2300 lines and change — and one of the earliest examples of English epic poetry after Beowulf, most likely written sometime around the year 1400. This edition is a new verse translation by Simon Armitage, and it’s fantastic. He sticks to the alliterative scheme of the original, and the whole thing just rollicks along. It’s also an interlinear text, with the Middle English on the left-hand pages and the translation on the right-, so you can go back and forth between them looking at some of his specific translations choices. You know, if you’re into that sort of thing. Which I am.
And my last book of the year: Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe, which I finished last night with a few hours to spare. I’d already seen the movie, but enough years ago that I had only a few particular images/scenes left in my mind. This one was great fun, and surprisingly poignant. There was a lot of time-jumping between chapters; I remember that the movie did a certain amount of that as well; I will have to watch it again to properly compare, though.
And that’s it! Stay tuned for my big post about everything I read this year — I hope to have it up sometime in the next few days. Happy new year and happy new reading!
4 thoughts on “Reading Round-Up: December 2018”
I always got the feeling that “that hideous strength” was something I wasn’t quite ready to understand. I’ve been meaning to get back to it, but Jared and I are taking forever to read aloud “out of the silent planet” so it’ll take a while. Lovely choices this month. I did read Kelly French’s series that you linked to and it about undid me.
Also some crochet hooks are very small… the kinds used for crocheting doilies. I have a couple that I could bend I think. Not that you should read the book. 😂
Ps we put “the last of the really great whangdoodles” on the kids wish list as per your recommendation and it was given to Martha. I’m waiting for Jared to be done reading it aloud to the kids so I can have it. I also started the gentleman in Moscow book properly and you’re right, it’s brilliant. Thanks for recommending lots of awesome books so I don’t just keep reading Tom Clancy over and over (such a terrible fate)!
Yeah, yeah… I know about the littlest crochet hooks. Though I still have trouble with a twelve-year-old bending them into a perfect lock-picking shape. Truth be told, it wouldn’t have bothered me so much if I hadn’t already been irritated by the protagonist. Straw, camel, something something.
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I didn’t realize she was twelve. Haha! Well indeed the suspenders of disbelief can only hold up the pants of credulity to a point.
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