This Year’s Reading (So Far)

I’m always happier about my reading if I write a little something about each book. So, here goes.

  1. The ABC Murders by Agatha Christie, A (reread): In this Agatha Christie mystery, Poirot receives a letter signed by ABC, who claims that he or she will commit murder. They challenge Poirot to solve the case. Christie was always trying to fool her readers, and half the fun of reading her work is trying to puzzle it out. This was a good one.
  2. Austenland by Shannon Hale, A: A while back I saw the movie that was based on this book. I wondered at the time if the book were better. Well, now I know. The book is much better. The main character is far less pathetic, having received the trip as an inheritance from a rich great aunt (a much more more Austenian  scenario than using her life’s savings to purchase it). Otherwise, the movie follows the book pretty closely. But, though I really liked the book, I liked the movie versions of the male characters more.
  3. Eats, Shoots & Leaves by Lynne Truss, A-: A fun book about punctuation marred occasionally by the author’s zealotry.
  4. Elephants Can Remember by Agatha Christie, B-: Poirot is asked by his friend, mystery author Ariadne Oliver, to investigate a case of double suicide that occurred over a decade previously.  The two of them separately dig into the mystery, interviewing the people who knew the deceased, etc. This was, if I understand correctly, the last Poirot mystery that Christie wrote. She was past 80 and possibly suffering from Alzheimer’s. The book is coherent, but it’s composed mostly of dull dialogue. It lacks the spirit with which she imbued earlier works. I recommend it only for completists. Most others will want to give it a pass.
  5. The Invention of Everything Else by Samantha Hunt, B+: I reviewed this book earlier this year.
  6. The Little Red Writing Book by Brandon Royal, A: As the title suggests, The Little Red Writing Book is little and red and all about writing. It is attractive both inside and out, with its fancy border designs and illustrations. The information it contains about writing is useful and stated in a way that’s easy to digest. I enjoyed it. There were few revelations in it for me, though, having worked with language most of my life. In fact, it felt like a collection of everything that I’ve learned about the English language over the last 25 years, making me sincerely wish that I had read it 25 years sooner. I therefore recommend The Little Red Writing Book for high-schoolers and college students (seriously, if you had a kid of that age, you’d be doing them a big favor by giving them this book).
  7. Lord Edgware Dies by Agatha Christie, B+: This is a typical Christie mystery involving the murder of an unlikable person (Lord Edgware) and all the people, including his estranged movie-star wife and her friends, who may have done him in. The twist that I’ve come to expect from Christie was there, but it didn’t work for me.
  8. Mansfield Park by Jane Austen, C: This is the story of Fanny Price, a girl from a poor family who is taken in by her rich aunt and uncle. They feed, clothe, and house her, but they’re not very nice to her, and they never let her forget where she came from. She grows up, and she falls in love, but there are barriers in the way of her happiness. In the end, very little happens, but OMG, do the characters ever talk and talk! I would never have finished this book had I not been so keen on the idea of reading every Jane Austen novel. I have now read them all, and since there are few authors with any major literary cred that I can say that about, yay. For the record, my favorite is Pride and Prejudice, and the other five I would rank in this order: Sense and Sensibility, Emma, Persuasion, Northanger Abbey, and dead last, Mansfield Park. I would be willing to read all of them again except for Mansfield Park.
  9. Murder After Hours (a.k.a. The Hollow) by Agatha Christie, A (reread): A woman is standing over the dead body of her husband and holding a gun in her hand when when a bunch of people arrive on the scene, including Hercule Poirot, who is there by invitation. He is incensed that anyone would act out a fake murder for him, until he realizes that it is not fake. The husband is really dead, but was it really the wife who killed him? This is a typical Poirot mystery, but one of the better ones.
  10. Murder in Mesopotamia by Agatha Christie, B: Someone murders the wife of the head archaeologist at a dig in Mesopotamia (an area that is probably now part of Iraq). Poirot just happens by and solves the case. This wasn’t one of Christie’s better mysteries. The characters were all unlikable, the setting was not as interesting as it ought to have been, and the solution to the mystery was not believable.
  11. The Mysterious Affair at Styles by Agatha Christie, A- (reread): A rich woman is murdered in her own home, and every person there, including her sons and her new husband, is a suspect. A visitor in the home at the time, Captain Hastings, calls his old friend Poirot in to solve the case. I liked this one. I think the Hastings-narrated Poirot mysteries are among the best that Christie wrote.
  12. Origins of the Specious by Patricia T. O’Connor and Stewart Kellerman, A: This is a lighthearted collection of short essays on etymology and grammar. It’s very good, as long as you don’t mind puns. Recommended for language lovers.
  13. Ready Player One by Ernest Cline, A-: Ready Player One takes place in a dark future. Much of the population is impoverished. Trailer parks have gotten larger by growing vertically, trailers stacked one upon the other. People spend as much time as they can hooked up to their computers, connecting through a vast virtual reality network. The creator of the network has died, and he left his entire fortune and power over the network to whoever can solve the clues to a game that he based on the pop culture of his childhood (the 1970s and 1980s). The main character is a teenager who is determined to win it. Ready Player One is a tough book to review (and not just because I read it a while ago and the details have become somewhat fuzzy). It is a fun, nostalgic page-turner, but it’s also somewhat juvenile and has some plot issues. How you feel about it will likely depend on when you were born and what kinds of pop culture interest you. If you were born in the late 1960s or early-to-mid 1970s, you played a lot of video games in the arcade, you like rock bands such as Rush, you know Monty Python and the Holy Grail by heart, and particularly if you are also male, then you will probably enjoy this book. If not, then you might wonder what all the fuss is about. I fit some of the criteria and enjoyed the book immensely. I ate it up as if it were popcorn. But it was popcorn with a several unpopped kernels in it. I wish that the author and editor had spent a little more time improving the language and fixing the narrative order in a few spots, and that they had played just a little fairer with the reader at the finale.
  14. Seaglass Summer by Anjali Banerjee, B+: An 11-year-old girl spends her summer on an island with her uncle, a veterinarian, while her parents are away in India. She learns about being a veterinarian, and all the good, bad, and ugly things that go along with that profession. This is perfect summer reading for the younger set.
  15. The Seventh Bride by T. Kingfisher, B+: T. Kingfisher is a pseudonym that Ursula Vernon uses when writing for adults. Though this book is dark, it doesn’t seem like an “adult” book to me. It’s short, has a teen heroine, has no sex in it, and most of the violence happens in a time before the story takes place, so you see the terrifying aftermath, but not the actual doing of the violence. Excepting the terrifying things, it comes off quite “young,” and I think most young adult readers could handle the scary bits. What happens is this: a miller’s 15-year-old daughter is unexpectedly courted by Lord Crevan, a nobleman to whom she cannot say no without risking her parents’ livelihood. So she agrees to go to his house in the middle of the night, as he instructs her, and there she finds out the terrible truth about her husband-to-be: he is a murderer and a sorcerer, and he has six wives already. But with the help of those wives and some animals that she meets along the way, Rhea might be able to defeat Lord Crevan before the wedding. I really liked The Seventh Bride. I liked the premise (very Bluebeardesque) and the characters, including the animal ones. The bad guy was sufficiently bad and the background sufficiently scary. I think there are parts that could have been smoothed out and others that could have been fleshed out more. To put it simply, the book has some of the weaknesses of a writer attempting to expand her reach. So, I recommend this book because it’s a quick, enjoyable read, and I will likely read her next book, whatever it turns out to be, with the expectation that it will be even better.
  16. Uprooted by Naomi Novik, A: This is the story of Agnieszka, who comes from a small village near a forest. The local wizard chooses her to live with him in his tower, but she resents being taken, and she doesn’t understand what he wants from her. They’re both stubborn, but they will need to learn to work together to counter the evil that inhabits the forest. I hated this book initially and only stuck with it because my friend recommended it so highly. I’m glad I did, because I ended up really liking it. The beginning was no so great (or so it seemed to me as I read it) and the pacing at the end was awkward, but everything in between was great. Recommended.
  17. The Violinist’s Thumb by Sam Kean, B+: After reading and enjoying The Disappearing Spoon, I couldn’t resist this book about DNA by the same author. It was not quite as good as I was expecting, but it was still pretty interesting, and I would recommend it for those who have an interest in genetics.
  18. The Well-Tempered Sentence: A Punctuation Handbook for the Innocent, the Eager, and the Doomed by Karen Elizabeth Gordon, A-: This is a punctuation handbook that uses some interesting (and some very odd) sentences as examples. I liked it, but I didn’t love it.
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Marshall Says the Title Is “Enter Title Here”

Dear Kids,

Here are a few stories about you.

One day Livia came dancing into my office singing one of her favorite Taylor Swift songs. She sang, “Shake it on, Shake it on!” I said, “Sweetie, I think it’s supposed to be ‘Shake it off.'” So she tried singing it that way but stopped almost immediately. “That doesn’t make any sense,” she announced. “My way is more sensible!” Then she left, singing “Shake it on!” as she went. A few days later, after hearing the song again, she said to me, “You were right, Mommy. It is ‘Shake It Off.'” I replied, “That’s OK. I really liked your way, too.”

Marshall came over and sat on my lap as I was writing the previous paragraph of this post. He looked at my computer screen and asked why there was a field with the words “Enter Title Here.” I explained that the title of the post was supposed to go there, then I typed in the words “Marshall Says the Title Is” and asked him what we should call the post. He laughed and said, “Enter Title Here!” That’s how the title of this post came to be.

Obviously Marshall can read very well now. This means that it’s much harder to keep secrets from him. He can read names of food on packages, for example. And if we try to S-P-E-L-L out a word in speech, he inevitably figures it out. We miss that parenting trick, but we are also thrilled with his progress.

Marshall’s math abilities are pretty impressive, too. On the way to the store the other day, he asked me to quiz him in math to keep him busy. So as we drove along, I gave him math problems involving 2-digit numbers (27+35, for example). He solved them in his head, and he got them all correct. It’s testament to how well the school’s math program works in spite of how poorly some of the materials are written.

Livia would be disappointed if I did not mention her here, because she also wanted to be quizzed in math. And she, though she has had no math training more rigorous than watching PBS shows like “Curious George” and “Peg + Cat,” can easily add single-digit numbers and multiples of ten. She is going to take kindergarten by storm next year.

Marshall continued to sit in my lap as I was typing parts of this post. The TV was on in the background. He could hear the “Arthur” theme song, and he warned me that he was going to leave as soon as the story started. I held him tight and told him I would never let him go. He laughed and squirmed and, as he finally struggled free, he said, “I control me!”

All of this goes to show that both of you are becoming more educated and more independent with each passing day, and I’m proud of you.

Love,

Mom

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Our Very Own Rainbows

Yesterday a thunderstorm rumbled into town and started pouring buckets. I was sitting at my desk in my office. I should have been concentrating on work, but the storm got me thinking about rainbows. One of the disadvantages of living in a house surrounded by trees is that you’re not going to see any rainbows out your window. It was sad, I thought, that I would not get to see the rainbow at the end of the storm, but I hoped that my kids, who were out with their father, might.

The storm continued. I listened to the rain and enjoyed the fresh air coming in through the window. I looked outside to watch the rain for a moment. Wait! Did I just see some red on the driveway? And some blue? Wait! Was that a rainbow arcing across my driveway?

I couldn’t be sure, because it was so diffuse. I thought maybe my mind was playing tricks on me. So I went downstairs to look at it from a different point of view, and yes! There was a rainbow across my driveway. A rainbow just for me!

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My Own Rainbow

When my husband and kids got home, I told them about my rainbow and showed them the pictures. I had thought that they’d be excited about it, but what actually happened is that Livia started to cry. She was sad because she had never seen a rainbow before!

I told her she’d get a rainbow of her own someday. What else could I say? And boy, was I right, because a few hours later, as we were driving to her doctor’s appointment, what should appear directly before us but another rainbow? “Look!” I said to her. “There is your rainbow. It’s a rainbow for you!”

So we each got our very own rainbows yesterday. It was heartening. Even though rainbows are a natural phenomenon that is easily explained by science, they are so beautiful and amazing and fleeting that I can’t help but feel that they are special messages sent to us to refresh our hearts. Livia and I needed our rainbows yesterday, and we got them. Life smiled upon us.

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Moving On

And now it’s time to wrap up the tale of the baby robins. As you saw in my previous post, they had gotten quite a bit bigger. They soon got to such a size that they filled up the nest and then some. Most of the time they seemed content to squish together in the nest.

Three Amigos

I wish I had a suitable punchline for this picture of the baby robins. Don’t you just love their expressions?

But they were starting to experiment with moving off the nest.

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Taking a Walk on the Wild Side

We knew that they would have to leave the nest soon. In the meantime we continued watching them and learning all sorts of things about robins. Did you know that the parents eat the babies’ waste? Yeah, it comes out in a “fecal sac” and the parent scoops it up in his or her beak and apparently swallows it. No fuss, no muss. I had hoped to get that on film, but it always happened so suddenly, I was just never quick enough. But perhaps that’s for the best.

We also learned about some of the things that robins do and do no eat. For example, they definitely do not eat gypsy moth caterpillars, which is a real shame. The caterpillars often crawled around and sometimes even on the robin nest. We kept hoping the robins would notice, and then one day they did. We saw a parent grab a caterpillar that was going up the side of the nest, and we thought, “Hooray! They’re going to eat it!” But no. After snatching it up, the bird flew away with it, a clear indication that the babies weren’t supposed to eat it. I also saw a baby take an experimental peck at a caterpillar, but it must not have tasted very good, because he didn’t take a second peck. Perhaps even more interesting, though, is that robins can eat snakes. My husband swears that one of the parents once brought home a small garter snake for the babies’ dinner. I really wish I had both seen that and caught it on film.

I did get some shots of the babies eating other types of dinner, though. I loved the way they lunged at the food. I was also amazed at how wide they could open their mouths.

Dinosaur Mouths

Lunging for Dinner

Three in a Row

The food is all gone, but they’re still begging.

Then one morning there were only three babies in the nest. We don’t know what happened to the fourth, but we assume he fledged. The next day, the nest was completely empty.

And that was that. Our tiny part in the robins’ story had come to an end. But my husband later saw what he thinks was the father feeding and training one of the fledglings, so perhaps their story goes on.

Now that the babies have moved on, I guess it’s time for me to move on to other subjects as well. I will, but let’s say good-bye properly, with one last picture of the beautiful bird family.

Last Family Portrait

Robin Family Portrait

Farewell, robins!

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How They’ve Grown!

As the robin babies got bigger and started hanging out (literally) more often, we were extra careful around them. We did not want to inadvertently scare them off the nest, so my husband didn’t take overhead shots every day. He did, however, manage to get one last series of photos from that perspective.

Full House 1 Full House 2Full House 3Can you believe how they’ve grown?

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Always Something to See

One of the nicest things about having a robin’s nest so close is that there’s always something to see when we look out our back door. Sometimes it’s the father hunting and keeping an eye on things.

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You’re watching me, huh? Well, I’m watching you, too!

Often one of the parents is on the nest and four hungry babies are begging for dinner.

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Four Little Beggars

And better yet, sometimes dinner is being served. The father brings back all sorts of things for his babies. Usually it’s something with wings.

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Soup’s on!

And sometimes there’s just an adorable little muppetlike head sticking out of the nest.

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Muppetlike Head

But you can only tell so much from observing the outside of the nest. With an inside view, you can see just how fast the babies are are growing. They are changing on a daily basis.

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Robin Babies on May 29

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Robin Babies on May 30

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Robin Babies on May 31

The parents have become even more vigilant. It’s as if the stakes for them get higher with every insect they feed to their babies. They’ve put so much time and energy into this nest now. I’ve read that most robin babies do not survive. I’m hoping that these gain some measure of safety by living literally beneath our roof, since most predators tend to stay away from the house. If this nest is successful, then during the summer the parents might reuse the nest or build another nearby. And wouldn’t that be fun?

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Nosiest Neighbors Ever

If there’s anything that my husband and I dislike, it’s nosy neighbors. We’re not interested in other people’s drama, and we don’t like to be watched. So we have always carefully avoided looking too closely into the lives of anyone living around us, and we’ve always resented the neighbors who have poked into our business.

But with the arrival of our newest neighbors, our attitude has changed. These neighbors are just too cute for us to ignore. Of course, cute is a subjective term. The robin babies are not that attractive right now. They resemble nothing so much as a pile of rubber chickens.

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Heap of Baby Robins–it’s hard to tell from the picture, but there are four of them.

There’s usually only one adult bird on the nest, so it almost seems like only one robin is caring for the babies. Our spying eyes have uncovered the truth, though. Both parents are involved, as you can see from this rare shot of the two of them together.

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The Two Proud Parents Together

They’ve been working hard to feed their babies. Food deliveries happen often during the day.

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Grub Delivery!

So this is a strange turnabout for us, keeping such close tabs on the neighbors. We know what they’re up to, whether it’s cleaning the nest, hunting for grub, or feeding their kids. I’m pretty sure they don’t like us, but we keep watching them anyway. We must be the nosiest neighbors ever!

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More!

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And then there were three.

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Baby Birds!

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Two of the babies have hatched, and there’s another on the way.

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Neighborhood Update

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Our robin neighbors are expecting!

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