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50 Book Pledge | Book #28: Before I Go to Sleep by S.J. Watson |
I present a passage from HarperCollins Canada‘s The Restoration Artist by Lewis DeSoto.
A realization hit me. Someone had made this. Someone took a brush and dipped it in paint and touched it to the canvas, making these marks and shapes and colours. And he made the world in the picture appear. It was a kind of magic A hand had made this. A hand like any other, even mine. I looked down at my own fingers, almost expecting to see a trace of paint on my knuckle.
50 Book Pledge | Book #25: The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern |
The Rights of the Reader via Steph VanderMeulen of Bella’s Bookshelves
50 Book Pledge | Book #24: My Brother’s Book by Maurice Sendak |
In honour of National Poetry Month, I present “Touch Me” from Collected Poems by Stanley Kunitz.
Summer is late, my heart.
Words plucked out of the air
some forty years ago
when I was wild with love
and torn almost in two
scatter like leaves this night
of whistling wind and rain.
It is my heart that’s late,
it is my song that’s flown.
Outdoors all afternoon
under a gunmetal sky
staking my garden down,
I kneeled to the crickets trilling
underfoot as if about
to burst from their crusty shells;
and like a child again
marveled to hear so clear
and brave a music pour
from such a small machine.
What makes the engine go?
Desire, desire, desire.
The longing for the dance
stirs in the buried life.
One season only,
and it’s done.
So let the battered old willow
thrash against the windowpanes
and the house timbers creak.
Darling, do you remember
the man you married? Touch me,
remind me who I am.
50 Book Pledge | Book #23: The House Girl by Tara Conklin |
In honour of National Poetry Month, I present “Dreams” from The Collected Poems of Langston Hughes by Langston Hughes.
Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.
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50 Book Pledge | Book #22: We Live in Water by Jess Walter |
In honour of National Poetry Month and Earth Day, on Monday, April 22, I present “The Moment” from Morning in the Burned House by Margaret Atwood.
The moment when, after many years
of hard work and a long voyage
you stand in the centre of your room,
house, half-acre, square mile, island, country,
knowing at last how you got there,
and say, I own this,
is the same moment when the trees unloose
their soft arms from around you,
the birds take back their language,
the cliffs fissure and collapse,
the air moves back from you like a wave
and you can’t breathe.
No, they whisper. You own nothing.
You were a visitor, time after time
climbing the hill, planting the flag, proclaiming.
We never belonged to you.
You never found us.
It was always the other way round.
50 Book Pledge | Book #20: Killdeer by Phil Hall |
In honour of National Poetry Month, I present “The Story of Old Women” from Sobbing Superpower: Selected Poems of Tadeusz Różewicz, translated by Joanna Trzeciak.
I like old women
ugly women
mean women
they are the salt of the earth
they are not disgusted by
human waste
they know the flipside
of the coin
of love
of faith
dictators clown around
come and go
hands stained
with human blood
old women get up at dawn
buy meat fruit bread
clean cook
stand on the street
arms folded silent
old women
are immortal
Hamlet flails in a snare
Faust plays a base and comic role
Raskolnikov strikes with an axe
old women
are indestructible
they smile knowingly
god dies
old women get up as usual
at dawn they buy bread wine fish
civilization dies
old women get up at dawn
open the windows
cart away waste
man dies
old women
wash the corpse
bury the dead
plant flowers
on graves
I like old women
ugly women
mean women
they believe in eternal life
they are the salt of the earth
the bark of a tree
the timid eyes of animals
cowardice and bravery
greatness and smallness
they see in their proper proportions
commensurate with the demands
of everyday life
their sons discover America
perish at Thermopylae
die on the cross
conquer the cosmos
old women leave at dawn
for the city to buy milk bread meat
season the soup
open the windows
only fools laugh
at old women
ugly women
mean women
because these beautiful women
kind women
old women
are like an ovum
a mystery devoid of mystery
a sphere that rolls on
old women
are mummies
of sacred cats
they’re either small
withered
dry springs
dried fruit
or fat
round buddhas
and when they die
a tear rolls down
a cheek
and joins
a smile on the face
of a young woman
50 Book Pledge | Book #19: Clear Skies, No Wind, 100% Visibility by Théodora Armstrong |
In honour of National Poetry Month, I present “Hope is the thing with feathers” by Emily Dickinson.
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I’ve heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
50 Book Pledge | Book #13: Dear Life by Alice Munro |
That’s one of the amazing things great books like this do—they just don’t get you to see the world differently, they get you to look at people, the people around you, differently.
50 Book Pledge | Book #6: The End of Your Life Book Club by Will Schwalbe |
A new year, another chance to take the 50 Book Pledge. And why wouldn’t I? I had a blast last year. I read fifty-seven books. Fifty-seven! I still can’t believe it. There were so many fantastic books. Outliers. This Dark Endeavour. The Phantom Tollbooth. A Monster Calls. Beautiful Ruins. The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry. Night. The 100-Year-Old Man Who Climbed Out the Window and Disappeared. Oh, and I can’t forget The Shadow of the Wind and The Prisoner of Heaven. They took my breath away. They were entrancing. Hypnotic even. Carlos Ruiz Zafón made a fan out of me. I had to get my hands on The Angel’s Game. I couldn’t wait to be blown away again. The characters. The setting. The exquisite detail. It’s going to be fantastic! But wait, something’s missing. Oh no. This can’t be happening. Not at the beginning of my pledge. Maybe I just need to give it more time. Should I give it more time? Even if I’m not excited? But I’m not looking forward to reading it. Not even a little. I don’t care if I never know how it ends. Damn. That’s my answer, isn’t it? I’ve got to close the book on this one. Permanently. Carlos Ruiz Zafón. The Angel’s Game. My apologies.
50 Book Pledge | Book #1: Mr. Penumbra’s 24-Hour Bookstore by Robin Sloan |
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50 Book Pledge | Book #56: The 100-Year-Old Man Who Climbed Out the Window and Disappeared by Jonas Jonasson |
For your reading pleasure, I present Random House‘s The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry by Rachel Joyce.
Charming. Compassionate. Precious. These are just a few of the words that describe The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry. What you encounter when you read its pages is a tale of grief, regret and weakness. But it’s much more than that. In it you take a journey of human exploration that illuminates Harold, the man, and his relationship with his wife, Maureen.
I warn you that your heart is sure to break on more than one occasion but that’s merely a testament to Joyce’s brilliance as a storyteller.
50 Book Pledge | Book #56: The 100-Year-Old Man Who Climbed Out the Window and Disappeared by Jonas Jonasson |
I present a passage from Hyperion‘s The Time Keeper by Mitch Albom.
Man alone measures time. Man alone chimes the hour. And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralyzing fear that no other creature endures. A fear of time running out.
50 Book Pledge | Book #54: The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry by Rachel Joyce |
Well, believe it or not, it’s that time of year again. When charities and not-for-profits share their story in the hopes that you will add a chapter to their success. I, like many of you, will be doing just that. One of the organizations I’ll be supporting this year is the The Nature Conservancy of Canada.
The NCC’s story revolves around protecting “areas of natural diversity for their intrinsic value and for the benefit of our children and those after them.” But they can’t do it alone. Starting at just $40, a Gift of Canadian Nature gives not once, not twice, but thrice. “Once to the recipient with a personalized certificate and a beautiful calendar, once to the giver with a charitable tax receipt and once to Canadian wildlife.” The species being featured this year are the snowy owl, the grizzly bear, the caribou, the gray fox and the Canada lynx.
So when you open up your wallet this holiday season consider supporting NCC and ensure their story of conserving Canada’s natural wonder continues for years to come.
50 Book Pledge | Book #53: The Time Keeper by Mitch Albom |
if it doesn’t come bursting out of you
in spite of everything,
don’t do it.
unless it comes unasked out of your
heart and your mind and your mouth
and your gut,
don’t do it.
if you have to sit for hours
staring at your computer screen
or hunched over your
typewriter
searching for words,
don’t do it.
if you’re doing it for money or
fame,
don’t do it.
if you’re doing it because you want
women in your bed,
don’t do it.
if you have to sit there and
rewrite it again and again,
don’t do it.
if it’s hard work just thinking about doing it,
don’t do it.
if you’re trying to write like somebody
else,
forget about it.
if you have to wait for it to roar out of
you,
then wait patiently.
if it never does roar out of you,
do something else.
if you first have to read it to your wife
or your girlfriend or your boyfriend
or your parents or to anybody at all,
you’re not ready.
don’t be like so many writers,
don’t be like so many thousands of
people who call themselves writers,
don’t be dull and boring and
pretentious, don’t be consumed with self-
love.
the libraries of the world have
yawned themselves to
sleep
over your kind.
don’t add to that.
don’t do it.
unless it comes out of
your soul like a rocket,
unless being still would
drive you to madness or
suicide or murder,
don’t do it.
unless the sun inside you is
burning your gut,
don’t do it.
when it is truly time,
and if you have been chosen,
it will do it by
itself and it will keep on doing it
until you die or it dies in you.
there is no other way.
and there never was.
~ Charles Bukowski
50 Book Pledge | Book #52: The Age of Hope by David Bergen |
I present a passage from Hyperion‘s Sutton by J.R. Moehringer.
And he didn’t always care if his stories were true.
Is that bad?
Not necessarily. Truth has its place. In a courtroom, certainly. A boardroom. But in a story? I don’t know. I think truth is in the listener. Truth is something the listener bestows on a story—or not.
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Inderjit Deogun,
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50 Book Pledge | Book #51: Sutton by J.R. Moehringer |
I’m ecstatic to report that as of Monday, October 8, 2012, I turned the final page on my 50 Book Pledge. For those doing the math, that’s nine months, seven days, eleven hours and twenty-eight minutes.
I still can’t believe I did it because when I first set out I wasn’t entirely convinced I could. I considered fifty books in fifty-two weeks a tall order, especially since I’ve never read that many books in a single year before. My greatest fear could be summed up in a single word: Time.
What a fool I was. Time wasn’t a factor at all. In fact, my biggest dilemma ended up being what to read next. But, obviously, that didn’t last very long.
By the Numbers |
3 # of non-fiction books I read |
4 # of classics I read
2 # of series I started
3 # of poetry books I read
1 # of books I stopped reading
15 # of books I read by HarperCollins Canada
43 # of authors I read for the first time
The amazing part about participating in the pledge was how it turned me into a literary monster. With every book I finished, I found that my hunger for reading grew exponentially. I couldn’t get enough! In the words of George R.R. Martin the reader in me wanted to live “a thousand lives.” (Now I’ve only got 950 to go.) And that’s precisely why I’m going to continue reading and why I’ll be taking the pledge again next year.
Looking back it’s hard to pick a favourite because I read some truly phenomenal books. Instead, here’s just a small sampling of books that knocked my socks off:
Frankenstein by Mary Shelley
Now that I had finished, the beauty of my dream vanished, and breathless horror and disgust filled my heart …
The Chimps of Fauna Sanctuary by Andrew Westoll
Dignity begins when an animal feels that she is the chief instrument of change in her life.
100 Selected Poems by e.e. cummings
i like my body when it is with your body.
It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness
This monster is something different, though. Something ancient, something wild. And it wants the most dangerous thing of all from Conor.
It wants the truth.
The Shadow of the Wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafón
Once, in my father’s bookshop, I heard a regular customer say that few things leave a deeper mark on a reader than the first book that finds its way into his heart. Those first images, the echo of words we think we have left behind, accompany us throughout our lives and sculpt a palace in our memory to which, sooner or later—no matter how many books we read, how many worlds we discover, or how much we learn or forget—we will return.
A huge thank you to The Savvy Reader for making 2012 the best reading year of my life!
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50 Book Pledge | Book #50: The Prisoner of Heaven by Carlos Ruiz Zafón |
On Friday, September 7, 2012, Graeme Paton of The Telegraph published an article called “Children ‘too embarrassed’ to pick up books, study says.” Paton’s article is the latest in a long line of reports that brings to light a growing trend: Today’s children aren’t reading. Here’s just a sampling of what the National Literacy Trust found:
[T]hat 38.1 per cent of pupils read in their spare time when the study was first carried out in 2005. This dropped to 37.7 per cent in 2007, 32.2 per cent in 2009 and 30.8 per cent in the latest poll completed in 2011.
[T]hat 54 per cent of those questioned preferred watching TV to reading.
Of those who did read outside class, 47.8 per cent said they read fiction, down from 51.5 per cent in 2005.
As disheartening as the above statistics are, I don’t find them nearly as disturbing as the following:
[O]ne-in-six children admitted they were too embarrassed to read in front of their friends for fear of being labelled a geek.
Knowing this breaks my heart because I make the conscious decision each and every day to pick up a book and read. Why? Well, I’ve got the typical answers of enjoyment and escape. But there’s far more to it than that. The truth is, I read just as much to find myself as I do to lose myself.
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The Chimps of Fauna Sanctuary by Andrew Westoll taught me that I’m an animal rights activist to the point where I’m willing to put my money where my mouth is. And herein lies the power of reading: It can help you see yourself and your place in the world more clearly, especially when it calls on you to make a choice.
Gloria Grow doesn’t really think only 2 percent of us are truly conscious or caring. She understands how many things in the world need changing, and she doesn’t resent those who choose to champion another cause or fight another fight. All she really wants is for people to make a choice, to become a champion or learn how to fight—to use the gift they’ve been given.
“As long as you care about something,” she says. “Something beyond yourself.”
The Chimps of Fauna Sanctuary helped me find myself as a person and Phil Hall’s Killdeer helped me find myself as a poet.
It is by such encounters – brash – rude – naïve foolhardy or accidental – that we discover or select our lineages as writers
(I think – too – of Dorothy Livesay – late in life – stooping to touch my daughter’s hand – blessing her)
Margaret Laurence touched the hand I write with – otherwise my pen might belong nowhere – have no family – be part of no continuance
She touched many – deeply – & me merely in passing – but without her touch I might be as if one-armed
I would have to hit myself to clap
I might be silent
I read because the one thing I don’t ever want to be is silent.
50 Book Pledge | Book #49: The Roots of the Olive Tree by Courtney Miller Santo |
I present a passage from Random House of Canada‘s Luka and the Fire of Life by Salman Rushdie.
We do not know the answers to the great questions of who we are and what we are capable of,” Rashid liked to say, “until the questions are asked. Then and only then do we know if we can answer them, or not.
50 Book Pledge | Book #41: Canada by Richard Ford |
Every writer, without exception, is forced to confront their own insecurity. An internal fear that takes the form of a single debilitating statement: I’m not good enough. Like poison, these four words creep up every time you put pen to paper and make you question the merit of your words. If not dealt with, insecurity can not only sap your confidence but also kill your creativity. So, what do you do? You silence it.
Be warned that this does not happen overnight. Instead, you have to tackle it each and every day. The method you use is entirely up to you. Some writers like to read a quote, others write a phrase and, still others, like myself, recite a statement. The key here is repetition because the more you do this the stronger your belief will become. Slowly the fear will lose its strength leaving you with just your words. Yes, reaching this place of belief is difficult but once you do you’ll have conquered the greatest obstacle of all: Yourself.
50 Book Pledge | Book #40: Water for Elephants by Sara Gruen |
One of my favourite poems by Shel Silverstein is “Invitation.” Take a look:
If you are a dreamer, come in.
If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar,
A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer . . .
If you’re a pretender, come sit by my fire,
For we have some flax golden tales to spin.
Come in!
Come in!
Like Silverstein, Summer has an invitation all its own: To read our fantastical tales in the great outdoors. Take a page out of the Nature Conservancy of Canada‘s book and Take Time for Nature. And, why not? You’ve got nothing to lose and everything to gain.
50 Book Pledge | Book #38: The Shadow of the Wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafón |
From time to time I catch myself looking back on the books I read as a child. This past week has been one of those times. I quickly came to realize that a huge majority of the books I cherished featured animals. Some that come to mind are The Berenstain Bears, Clifford the Big Red Dog, Curious George, The Very Hungry Caterpillar, Winnie-the-Pooh, and that’s just the tip of the iceberg.
The amazing thing is that these books made me want to learn all I could about animals. For me, there was no better place to do that than the zoo, especially on a warm summer’s day. That’s why I’m delighted to feature The Nature Conservancy of Canada‘s latest contest in partnership with the Toronto Zoo.
Here are the two prizes up for grabs:
1) A symbolic grizzly bear adoption kit! As a Zoo ‘parent’, you’ll receive a Certificate of Adoption with a colour picture of a Toronto Zoo grizzly, an acknowledgment card, an animal fact sheet, newsletters and recognition on the Zoo’s Parents’ Board Wall.
2) One of 2 pairs of Toronto Zoo passes to visit Canada’s premier Zoo. Your free admission includes access to all pavilions, exhibits and daily shows (excluding any separately ticketed events, rides, exhibits and parking).
So, what are you waiting for? The contest ends on Friday, July 27, 2012. Simply click “Same planet. Different world.” and complete the form to enter. Good luck!
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on 6/14/2012
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50 Book Pledge | Book #32: A Fine Balance by Rohinton Mistry |
On Monday, June 11, 2012, @HarperCollinsCa launched a new campaign aimed at the reading public called Summer Passport. It’s being described as ”your destination for the greatest globe-trotting book vacation.” Each week all summer long, HarperCollins Canada will “visit a different part of the world through summer reads, delicious recipes, fun contests and book giveaways [and] exclusive content from authors.”
The first stop on this reading adventure is a country I’ve always wanted visit: Italy. HarperCollins has concocted the following trio of books for your reading pleasure:
Beautiful Ruins by Jess Walter
The story begins in 1962. On a rocky patch of the sun-drenched Italian coastline, a young innkeeper, chest-deep in daydreams, looks out over the incandescent waters of the Ligurian Sea and spies an apparition: a tall, thin woman, a vision in white, approaching him on a boat. She is an actress, he soon learns, an American starlet, and she is dying.
When Julie Jacobs inherits a key to a safety deposit box in Siena, Italy, she is told it will lead her to an old family treasure. As Julie crosses paths with the descendants of the families involved in Shakespeare’s unforgettable blood feud, she begins to realize that the notorious curse — “A plague on both your houses!” — is still at work, and that she is the next target.
Lush, gorgeous and completely engaging, Made in Italy takes up where Dolce Vitaleft off, giving us a full-on appreciation of all things Italian. Food and style go hand in hand in David Rocco’s world, be it in his television series or his cookbooks, andMade in Italy is no exception. Gorgeous location photography puts the reader right into the scene, offering atmosphere to die for.
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50 Book Pledge | Book #29: Sacré Bleu by Christopher Moore |
I present a passage from HarperCollins‘ To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee.
“This case, Tom Robinson’s case, is something that goes to the essence of a man’s conscience—Scout, I couldn’t go to church and worship God if I didn’t try to help that man.”
“Atticus, you must be wrong. . . .”
“How’s that?”
“Well, most folks seem to think they’re right and you’re wrong. . . .”
“They’re certainly entitled to think that, and they’re entitled to full respect for their opinions,” said Atticus, “but before I can live with other folks I’ve got to live with myself. The one thing that doesn’t abide by majority rule is a person’s conscience.”
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This bias worked against The Angel’s Game ( REVIEW ). My anticipation for the novel was sky-high, having first read The Shadow of the Wind only a few months earlier, I was desperately eager to spend more time in Zafón’s version of Barcelona, with his characters that I loved dearly. The bar was set impossibly high and, as the old adages often do, “the higher they are, the farther they fall” proved too true. My initial review of The Angel’s Game was positive (and I still think positively about the novel), but on reflection the flaws can’t be ignored and, as a follow-up to The Shadow of the Wind, The Angel’s Game was a disappointment. It stands to reason, then, that my expectations for The Prisoner of Heaven would be tempered somewhat. But, no. That little squealing fanboy in me couldn’t help but put Zafón’s latest novel on a pedestal, well before it ever hit store shelves. So, keep that in mind. I’m not to be trusted. For a bias is a wicked beast in the mind of a critic.