Monthly Archives: May 2014
My friends, my friends –
I have had some lovely times via this blog. I have met some cool people and picked up some books I probably wouldn’t have read otherwise – like romance novels. I would never have read romance novels, but ‘m glad I did. (Margo Maguire’s “Wild” is staying on my bookcase forever. That is a heck of a read.)
I remember a time when I was in college, studying Literature, where I threw down whatever book I was reading (probably Henry James – F that guy) and had the epiphany that the fastest way to stop loving to read is to get too involved in the dissection of every text and in exerting pressure to write about what you’ve read.
It’s time to lay this blog to rest. Simply, while I still love reading and am actually reading a ton despite having an active toddler around all the time, I’m no longer loving writing about what I’ve read, and I’m finding myself feeling pressured by myself to keep up with arbitrary deadlines.
I will still read. There are millions of amazing books out there. I will still participate in World Book Night and visit Printer’s Row and love indie bookstores and libraries and I promise to raise my son to be a lover of books.
I just don’t have the passion for book-blogging anymore.
It’s been grand. Keep reading, friends!
One night 25 years ago, a group of friends – hazy from the drinks and romance of a summer night – left a wedding and wound up killing a young girl who ran in front of their car. These friends – Siblings Alice, Nick, and Carmen (the bride), and their “lovers” Maude and Olivia – never forget this event. In many ways, some subtle and some broad, this accident colors the rest of their lives.
Carol Anshaw’s book is so wonderful, because it’s such a normal read. Yes, this group of friends killed a girl, and Olivia (the driver, a little stoned at the time) goes to jail, but after a while their lives go on. They marry, get divorced, have their own kids, pursue careers, travel, and deal with addiction and emotions. Their lives, though forever tied together by a tragedy, don’t end in that second. The girl, Casey Redman, is always with them, and one of the friends even maintains a relationship with the girl’s mother. “Carry The One” is a fascinating slice-of-life read. There are no otherwordly happenings – Casey doesn’t show up in the final moments and teach them a lesson or anything. The book is about little moments and ordinary relationships, and it’s simply stunning.
**Also, as a Chicago resident, Anshaw’s vivid setting of the book in the streets of the Windy City is fun. When she references the punks at the Dunkin’ Donuts at Clark and Broadway, or how thick the hot air inside an El car can be, we know immediately what she means.**