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Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Snapshot Book Review: The Martian Chronicles

The Martian ChroniclesThe Martian Chronicles by Ray Bradbury
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Ray Bradbury is an excellent writer. No doubt about it. This is only the second book I've ready by him, first work of fiction (correct, that means I still have not read Farenheit 451--something I must correct in the immediate future), but already I can tell that he is one of the talented hard-working writers who has made the most of himself and his abilities.

The Martian Chronicles is indeed, as he claimed in Zen in the Art of Writing, an "accidental novel." Really, it is a collection of short stories in the truest sense of "collection": every story belongs with the other; they are arranged in an artful, chronological manner whereby each story relates to its predecessor and successor but can be read and appreciated just as easily on its own; each story tells its own, well, story, but the collection as a whole tells its own broader story, as well. It is that last quality that makes it a novel, as well, accidental or otherwise.

As with any collection, there were a few stories in here that I didn't love, and a few that I adored. "Usher II" in particular was a brilliant blend of science fiction and horror and witty literary references, all of which I appreciated immensely.

Typically, I don't read science fiction, and certainly not fiction that is about aliens and planetary travel. Somehow, however, Bradbury made this book more about humanity and perception than about Martians and Mars themselves, and so I enjoyed this book much more than I had anticipated.

Now, it's time for me to go read Farenheit 451. Really, it's past time.

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Friday, March 21, 2014

Snapshot Book Review: The Moon Sisters

The Moon SistersThe Moon Sisters by Therese Walsh
My rating: 2 of 5 stars

I received this as an ARC. The premise seemed somewhat intriguing (I've never read anything about synesthesia, and who doesn't like to read about sisterly dynamics?), although I probably wouldn't have picked it up based on the back-cover blurb.

Perhaps I didn't give it a fair chance, but after just 30 pages I already disliked both narrators for different reasons. Jazz I disliked for her obviousness. She's a stock character, one I've already met and who seems to go too far out of her way to tell me exactly how she feels and thinks about every little thing. When I'm reading a book, I want to be wooed with nuance, not hit over the head with a frying pan of explanation. Olivia, on the other hand, annoyed me from the outset because, after wittnessing her mother's suicide (you can tell this is going to happen from the very beginning, so don't worry--it's not a spoiler) she performs this drastic self-surgery by staring at the sun and burning away her retinas (a process which we, the readers, don't actually see occur) and then doesn't seem to express the tumult of emotions that would accompany such a drastic decision.

On the plus side, the descriptions of seeing sounds and smelling sights were quite poetic and very apt. I applaud Walsh for her ability to write about this condition (synesthesia), even if I'm not entirely sure how or why it was necessary to write into this book.

To stick with The Moon Sisters, I needed at least one character that I wanted to hear from, and such a character didn't seem to be present. Therefore, I ultimately decided that my time would be better spent reading something else.

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Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Snapshot Book Review: Freedom

FreedomFreedom by Jonathan Franzen
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

For a book about a bunch of very miserable characters, Freedom was a surprisingly enjoyable read. I really cared about each character, as detestable as he or she may have been, and the alternating narration kept the perspective on each character's situation fresh. What I really connected with were the emotions and core motivations of the characters, especially Patty: wanting to be a "good person," the feeling of being in competition with everyone around you, wanting something but wanting to not want it at the same time. (Although I will say that I didn't very well relate to that entire segment of life where she just seems crazy and pent-up inside her marriage to Walter.) All of these emotions struck me as being real and fairly treated. That they resulted in a lot of misery, well . . . that seems fairly true of life, when all is said and done.

Of all the characters, Joey disgusted me the most. His wanton selfishness, his belief that the world owed him a good life and that he could take whatever he wanted whenever he wanted, all of those qualities sickened me, probably because I recognize people out there just like him and I truly despise them. Being conned by LBI might seem like just punishment to some, but I frankly was upset that he didn't get all of what he deserved: to end up in abase poverty or jail, without his stalker-wife or any other woman to shine her adoration all over him. But I'm getting off track.

What kept this book from a 5 star rating is probably what earned it so much literary praise: the lengthy descriptions that were so clearly intended to set this book in a particular place and time that they were almost essays in and of themselves. The sections about conservationism and birds and the environment reminded me almost of an attempt to (poorly) mimic Barbara Kingsolver. The asides about the war and the politics surrounding it seemed to be there less to explain what was happening with the characters in the novel and more to explain how thoroughly Franzen had looked into these topics before he chose to insert them into his book. This book, in my opinion, was about the characters, and apart from what details needed to be there to get them from point A to point B, the rest was just filler that I skimmed over until the next thought/event/conversation.

My only other complaint was the lack of paragraph breaks (a single paragraph should not take up more than half a page!), that that is, of course, personal preference. And, perhaps, a testament to our current culture's attention span. Bit I digress.

Bottom line: Freedom is definitely a book worth reading. Just maybe in the winter or the fall, when you can curl up and mull over it. Because this is not exactly beach reading.

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Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Snapshot Book Review: Lean In

Lean In: Women, Work, and the Will to LeadLean In: Women, Work, and the Will to Lead by Sheryl Sandberg
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

This isn't the type of book I ordinarily read for pleasure. In fact, I almost never read books like this voluntarily, with the exception of a few by Malcom Gladwell (with which I was, admittedly, not impressed). However, there has been so much hubbub about this book that I decided--as I did with books like The Da Vinci Code and Fifty Shades of Grey--that I needed to read it and form my own opinion.

In a nutshell, my opinion is this: the take-home message is valuable. However, I already knew the take-home message before reading the book and, without having read any of her arguments, agreed with it. I think that it is important that a woman holding corporate power wrote this book, in order for her message to be taken seriously and broadcast widely. However, I also think that as a white woman with degrees from Harvard and a resume touting some of the top companies in this country, she has written a book that unintentionally alienates a lot of the audience she was trying to reach. Plus, as she very astutely points out,

"If a man had delivered the same message [that women sometimes hold themselves back] or even gently pointed out that women might be taking actions that limited their options, he would have been pilloried."

Now, for a more granular breakdown (and why I didn't give this book more stars).

As a woman in her late twenties with no husband and no children, I really related to about the first third of the book--the part with no mention of children. This is where Sandberg really gets into some of the gender differences both inside and outside the workplace, several of which I identified. For instance, this issue is something I have always struggled with:

"Despite being high achievers, even experts in their fields, women can't seem to shake the sense that it is only a matter of time until they are found out for who they really are--impostors with limited skills or abilities.... Every time I was called on in class, I was sure that I was about to embarrass myself. Every time I took a test, I was sure that it had gone badly. And every time I didn't embarrass myself--or even excelled--I believed that I had fooled everyone yet again. One day soon, the jig would be up."

Once she delved into the working relationship between husbands and wives, I wasn't nearly as engaged, but I was still willing to come along for the ride. She made a number of good points about perceived equality between partners, and also about sharing both professional and domestic responsibilities. Of course, most of these points have all been made before, but I think this (Sandberg's book) was probably one of the most efficient ways of getting those messages out to the general public in one neat package. My favorite suggestion--based on research, all of which Sandberg cited extremely thoroughly throughout her book--was this:

"...couples who share domestic responsibilities have more sex. It may be counter-intuitive, but the best way for a man to make a pass at his wife might be to do the dishes."

Finally, about two-thirds of the way through the book, Sandberg jumps into the issues surrounding child-work balance...and never lets up. Virtually the rest of the book focuses on what women, men, and society can and should do in order to make having a family and excelling professionally possible for women. It was at this point that, as a reader, I tuned out. All of the points she made seemed valid; however, I simply couldn't relate personally to these dilemmas, because I am not yet at that point in my life. Moreover, every point she made seemed overly drawn out, particularly for ideas that are decided not new. We all know that there need to be better child care options for working mothers. Fathers do need to contribute more to domestic responsibilities, and they need to be encouraged to do so without retribution and also without shiny gold stars for tasks they should already be doing. It's challenging yet possible to have both a family and a successful career, but it's inaccurate and damaging to say a woman "can have it all."

And so on, and so forth.

The most bitter complaints against this book have cited Sandberg as being privileged and elitist. These reviewers are correct. Both she and her husband have had equally lucrative and powerful career trajectories that entitled them to privileges that your average middle-class reader simply doesn't have (e.g. a nanny, family flights on private jets, the ability to relocate entire companies...etc.). In this way, Sandberg effectively alienates that large swath of her audience that doesn't have these privileges. As one reviewer points out, "Wealth makes a huge difference in constructing a life that balances the desires for a career and a family. She does not appreciate this."

Most of these increasingly irritating examples come in the latter part of the book--the part I already didn't much care for--and so my recommendation would be this: borrow Lean In from your local library. Read the first few chapters. When you start feeling irritated or bored, return the book, because it won't get any better.

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Sunday, February 23, 2014

Boston BuildUp Series: Part III (A Double-Race Weekend)

As a rule, I don't schedule more than one race per weekend. In fact, in the past I have generally tried to avoid running more than once race per month. However, thanks to the "Polar Vortex" and all of the snow and ice it has brought with it, the 20k race of the Boston Buildup Series was postponed twice, resulting in it being run this Sunday . . . the day after the 4-mile Al Gordon race I already had on my schedule.

Last weekend, I made the difficult choice: I'd race-race the 4-miler and just run the 20k as a long run. This doesn't mean I thought my chances of placing were any better in the 4-mile race than in the 20k; I just wanted to avoid disappointing myself, and if I "took it easy" on the 4-miler and still ran poorly for the 20k, then I would definitely end up disappointed. So I decided 4 miles of pain would feel better than 12.6 miles of disappointment.

However, as you may have already predicted, I just couldn't help myself. I raced both.

To let myself off the hook just a little bit, I didn't run the 4-miler as well as I think I could have. Getting to the race involved so much treacherous waddle-stepping over black ice that I ran the first mile of the race scared to death that I'd take one step and end up flying into an icy snowbank; as a result, I started the race with a 7:30 mile--far slower than what I'm capable of. Miraculously, I somehow averaged 6:28 per mile for the whole race, which means I must have been cooking for those last 3 miles. Therefore, while I finished 3rd in my age group (and contributed to Gotham City Runners placing first in the team competition!), I still think I could have run a faster race.

On the train ride to Fairfield for the 20k race the next day, I had few (if any) expectations. My legs felt drained, and I did not feel up to racing anything, never mind something almost as long as a half marathon. When the gun went off, I didn't feel that surge of nerves and excitement I usually get when a race starts. I just felt apprehensive. My teammate A___ was wearing a bright red hat, and I used that as my pacing marker for the first 10k of the race. So long as I kept him in my sight, I knew I wasn't falling too far behind what I should be running for a race of this distance. At just about the 10k mark, he suddenly stopped on a hill (due to digestive issues, I later found out), so I picked up another teammate M___'s orange shirt as my new pacing marker. She was considerably farther ahead, but as the second half of the race progressed, I felt better and better. Either my legs were finally loosening up, or the course was flattening out, but regardless, I found myself gaining on her. Finally, in the last 5k of the race, we ran together for a good mile-and-a-half, during which we jointly passed a blond woman in front of us and earned an admiring "you girls were cooking" compliment from two other gentlemen when we all finished.

Much to my surprise, I somehow finished this race 10th for women, with an average pace that was only 6 seconds (per mile) off of my best half marathon time. Not bad at all for having just ran a sprint the day before! Now I can only hope that this back-to-back racing will have prepared me for April . . . when I am scheduled to run a half marathon on three of the four weekends in the month!

Results from these races:

Al Gordon 4-miler
Race Length
Finishing Time
Average Pace
Overall Place
Gender Place
Age Group Place
(F25-29)
4 miles
25:51
6:28/mile
51 / 1,898
13 / 905
3 / 166

Boston Buildup 20k
Race Length
Finishing Time
Average Pace
Overall Place
Gender Place
Age Group Place
(F25-29)
20k
1:26:21
6:57/mile
36 / 219
10 / 72
10 / 32