We’re in a little heat wave these days, so I’m very happy curled up on the sofa with a book and a beverage.
The written word
I finished Spadework by Timothy Findley on the weekend. Here’s my review up at Goodreads:
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
A very satisfying novel from a master of the genre. Set in Stratford, Ontario, it tells the story of a couple of theatre people, their 11-year old son, and their housekeeper. Findley writes with deep feeling about the stresses on a modern couple dealing with ambition, the search for stability, and loneliness. Small town life is depicted well, the common knowledge and underside of what seems to be a quaint, Southern Ontario town.
I’ve started F. Scott Fitzgerald’s Tender Is the Night on my Kobo but am just a few chapters in to it. In other FSF news, I completely missed catching the remake of The Great Gatsby in theatres and am kicking myself. I will have to watch for it in the rep theatres as I really want to see it on the big screen.
The spoken word
Housework is so much
more doable less unappealing when I’ve got an audiobook playing. I recently finished Chasing Venus: The Race to Measure the Heavens by Andrea Wulf, a non-fiction tale of the days when astronomical exploration involved ships sailing to distant places to make observations of celestial phenomena. An excellent read for those interested in navigation and astronomy, or general science.
Now I’ve started listening to a short story collection by Haruki Murakami called The Elephant Vanishes. I’m close to halfway through and, as in his novels, Murakami’s prose is quirky and even enchanting at times. Many of his stories have been published in the New Yorker, and it sort of feels like I’m gorging on them, to read a dozen in a row, but no matter. The recording I’m listening to has different actors reading each story, so that helps keep them distinct.
Coming up in paper will be the graphic novel Habibi by Craig Thompson. I bought it when it first came out but it’s been gracing my shelves since then. It’s a heavy tome, so it’s not a travelling read. Here’s a lovely piece from The Guardian on the making of the novel, a seven-year enterprise.
On audio, I’ll be listening to Habits Of The House, a newish novel by Fay Weldon, set at the turn of the 20th century. (I just realised that you can’t say “the turn of the century” any more. )