MFK Fisher’s The Art of Eating. I can’t recommend it enough. She’s so good.
The Journal of best Practices: A Memoir of Marriage, Asperger Syndrome, and One Man’s Quest to be a Better Husband, which I’ll totally admit I bought because it looked diverting and only $2.
Overwhelmed: Work, Love, and Play When No One Has the Time is good, but it actually…sort of stresses me out. Which is funny, since a lot of the book is about the negative effects of stress. So, I’m just reading it in pieces.
Recently finished books:
I read, like everyone it seems, The Empathy Exams by Leslie Jamison. There are some fantastic essays in there, although some of them left me cold. Oddly, the ones that probably required more empathy were the ones that interested me least — I think I prefer her more journalistic work, such as the essays on extreme runners. Still, good stuff.
Master and Commander by Patrick O’Brian. Good, but perhaps not for me ultimately. I was far more interested in the friendship between the two men than I was the many many many ship battles.
Baby Meets World: Suck, Smile, Touch, Toddle: A Journey through Infancy: pretty fascinating — I really enjoyed seeing how various aspects of child rearing have been alternately praised or demonized through history (like pacifiers, for instance).
The Patrick Melrose Novels by Edward St. Aubyn. These are pretty fantastic, and I suppose I need to buy the last one not in this compilation. What impresses me the most is how each book shifts as the character ages. It also manages to channel the voice of a drug user without being incredibly dull — I wish The Gold Finch had managed that trick better.
All Joy and No Fun: The Paradox of Modern Parenthood by Jennifer Senior. I’ve been wanting to read this ever since I read in excerpt in…The New York Times? I think. Really fantastic.
Annihilation and Authority, the first two books in the Southern Reach trilogy by Jeff VanderMeer. These are very fun, and the first is Lovecraftian and frightening.
The first two novels in the Split World series by Emma Newman. These aren’t..good…exactly, but I kept reading,so, that’s something.
The Lies of Locke Lamora by Scott Lynch. Oh sigh. This is on so many top fantasy lists, and it’s so…only adequate. It’s very hard to find really good fantasy. Either the writing is poor or the plotting is poor or they read as if the author has never met a real life woman.
The Group by Mary McCarthy. This was a best seller in the 60s and for good reason. It follows a group of women in the 1930s as they go through marriage, divorce, lovers, childbirth, etc –all the big things. It will kill you to see how the concerns are the same we have today, and how little has changed for modern women.
The Family Fang by Kevin Wilson. Genuinely laugh out loud funny, which is a rarity, and an enjoyable, affectionate, look at modern art.
Ok, that takes us back through March.
*I was going to talk about movies, too, but now I’m tired.