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One More Post About Books That Made Me Cry…

ab0c870ffd359072d82d6c86d98e6fcfI was a very, very lucky kid, because, growing up, my dad read to me every single night before bed.  We read everything from classics to fairy tales, from board books to chapter books, and everything in between.  When he would travel for work, he would read the stories onto a tape, so I could listen to them at bedtime.  It was great…

…Except this one night, when we got to the end of one particular book that shall remain nameless (because I can’t tell you the title without giving away the whole shebang), that had what most people might call a bittersweet ending.

For ten-year-old me, it wasn’t bittersweet.  It was heartbreaking.  Like, stay-up-for-an-hour-ugly-crying heartbreaking.  As I noted yesterday, I don’t handle sad endings well at all, but at ten, I had no defenses at all to this kind of heartbreak, and so all I could do was cry on my poor father’s shoulder until I was too tired to be awake anymore….

After that, and for a while afterwards, my dad and I started reading Garfield comics before bed.  We still got all the joys of reading together, and we got to laugh together, too–as we’ve noted, one of the most therapeutic, stress-reducing things the body can do.  And there was no worries that I would have another ugly-crying session.

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Thanks, Garfield!

As I’ve mentioned before, I–and several readers I’ve met–won’t read books that make them cry, because some of us just don’t finding sad-crying cathartic.  And that is absolutely your choice.

What I don’t mind, though, is books that make me happy-cry.  Or giggle-cry.  You know…those books that just make you smile so hard, or makes your heart flutter (metaphorically speaking) so much that tears just spring to your eyes.  Those kind of books are much, much harder to find, but they are out there.  And those kind of books are precisely, exactly what I need to make a gloomy day better.  And since today is a pretty gloomy day out there…I figured I’d share some of my precious happy-cry books with you, in the hopes that it might brighten your day!

3092802Follow My Lead: I’ve mentioned this book in posts before, but that is because it is just so much fun, and so touching, and so wonderfully unexpected that I want to hand out copies on street corners.  The relationship between Winifred and Jason Cummings, Duke of Rayne on their trans-European roadtrip from Hell is one of my favorites in romance, because both of them, though they certainly have their issues, are, at heart, good and kind people who want the other to be happy.  This results in some of the most touching interactions I can remember–particularly when Jason moves Heaven and Earth to get a souvenir for Win to remember her trip. It’s one of the smallest, silliest things, but it never fails to make me happy-cry just a little.

2041597Mike Nelson’s Mind Over Matters:  Mike Nelson was a head writer, and host of Mystery Science Theater 3000, which I love.  Perhaps a bit too much, it’s true, but that’s beside the point.  Nelson also wrote a few books, one of which is this collection of essays on everything from Radio Shack to men’s fashions to tea, and back again.  Each one is delightfully absurd, surprisingly insightful, and each have the same brilliant wit that made Mystery Science Theater 3000 such a total joy.  This is definitely a giggle-cry book.  It’s also a “scare people by guffawing in public while reading” book.  But laughter is contagious, so maybe that’s not such a bad thing after all…

1940046Carpe Jugulum: Terry Pratchett’s Discworld Series is just plain one of the most joyful, inspiring, funny, satirical, and wonderful things you can find, and Carpe Jugulum is my favorite book in this series, which is saying quite a good deal.  It is a delightful blend of literary satire and homage, as the King of Discworld decides to invite a nearby vampire family, the Magpyrs, to his kingdom to celebrate the birth of his son.  But the Maypyrs have spent years trying to fit into  good society, exposing their children to sunlight and force-feeding them garlic with every meal…and they have no plans to go anywhere.  On the other side of the castle walls, Granny Weatherwax has joined forced with a hapless local priest to force the vampires out, resulting in an adventure that is sarcastic and wonderful and so uproarious that I can’t avoid a little bit of giggle-happy-crying throughout this adventure.

Book Anxiety Is No Reason To Cry

I’d like to tell you a quick story:

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Once upon a time, a fictional patron came to a fictional circulation desk to pick up a fictional book.  As the fictional circulation assistant was checking this book out, the woman put a hand out to stop her, and asked, “Wait just a moment–have you read this book?”

“I have,” replied the fictional circulation assistant.  “It’s one of my favorites.”

“Good.  Then tell me–is it sad?”

The fictional circulation assistant stopped and looked up.  “Well…yes.”  She said slowly.  “But it’s not a tragedy.”

“Will I cry?”  Asked the fictional patron.  “I really don’t like crying at books.  Just tell me.  Tell me I can read it without worrying…”

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Like so many good stories, this story is inspired by real events.  And I use it as an example of how a brave reader deals with book anxiety.

Book anxiety, as Lady Pole has mentioned, is very real.   It’s a condition that affects me, as well.  As a person who deals very frequently with issues of anxiety, I personally read to escape the world.  To meet and come to understand people in a way I can’t in The Real World, and to get out of my own skin for a little while, and air out my brain and my imagination.  The three of us work much better together afterwards, after the reading break

As a result, I really, really try to avoid books that I know are going to make me sad-cry.  For me, sad-crying at a book is not cathartic.  Struggle with the death of a character I have grown to love is not “cleansing”.  It’s traumatic.  When your escape route, the path down which you run when everything else is just too loud, too much, and too close, is full of tragedy, or loss, or sadness, it ceases to be an escape.  It becomes a trap.  And traps hurt.  The loss of a character with whom I have bonded is like an actual death to me, and, because reading is largely a solitary activity, I have to deal with that loss alone.  And that isn’t fun at all.

I see lists very often online about “53 Books That Will Definitely Make You Cry” or “10 Devastatingly Sad Books“.   Maybe you are one of those people who see those lists and click eagerly, ready with your box of tissues and your library card.  I am not one of those people.  I appreciate knowing that a particular title is sad, but I also appreciate knowing that I don’t have to read it, ever.

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Like the patron in the story above, I very often ask for, or seek out “spoilers” to books; major plot points that give away a significant part of the story.  It’s not “cheating”, because I don’t want to read the book, and it’s not “lazy”, because I don’t want to put the effort into the book.  The truth is, I’m asking because I want to read the book; I just don’t want to come out at the end worse than when I went in.

Incidentally, this is one of the reasons I love romance novels.  I truly appreciate the guarantee implicit in the genre that neither of the protagonists will die, and that the ending will be a happy one for all involved.

cryreadingIn fact, in the story above, I think what the fictional patron did is really quite brave.  Asking ahead about a book shows a good deal of self-awareness and self-care.  If there were certain foods that caused you a problem, you would ask about them in a restaurant, right?  If there was a fabric that irritated your skin, you would check the tag before buying a shirt.  Many people check the website Does the Dog Die?, a site which tells you whether any pets are hurt or die in a film, in order to decide whether it’s something they want to go see, knowing that such a scene would upset them.  Checking out the plot and contents of a book is very much the same for many of us, and there isn’t a comprehensive system in place to let us know.

In the end, the point I am trying to make is that we all read differently, for different reasons, and with the hope of different results.  And that is great–and also why there are so many books on the shelves today.  You have the right to read whichever of those books you want.  And you have the right to ask in advance if the book you have chosen will make you cry.  And you can also know that we will do our best to let you know ahead of time, in whatever level of detail you might like or need.

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Saturdays @ the South: A Bibliophile Confession on Book Anxiety

Spoiler alert!!

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I pre-read the endings of books.

Yup, that’s right, with many of the books I read, I flip to the back of the book to get a sense of the ending, often before I’ve finished the first 50 pages. Sometimes it’s the last chapter, sometimes only the last page or two, but book endings get read out of turn fairly often with me. While there are many of you who I’m sure are gasping in horror right now, I find this practice to be comforting, sound and in no way affects my enjoyment of the book overall. In fact, I find that it enhances my enjoyment of the book. For those of you who haven’t closed your browsers in disgust by now, allow me to explain.

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If this is your reaction right now, I understand. Stay with me on this one… (NBC/Universal. Friends)

I get book anxiety. I consider the characters in many of the books I read to be as real to me as the wonderful patrons that visit the South Branch. Book characters may not be flesh-and-blood, but they invade my heart and mind nonetheless and I feel engaged and empathetic towards these author creations. This makes for a wonderfully enriching reading experience, but it has a downside. When I start getting attached to a character, I start to worry for them as they enter into trials, tribulations or (often in my case) dangerous magical encounters. Because I’ve grown attached to them, I feel like I need at least some sense of assurance that they can come out of the situation OK (or if they don’t give myself time to prepare and/or grieve). For those who read to find out the ending, this may sound like utter blasphemy. But for someone who enjoys reading classics in which the endings are generally known in advance, having a sense of the ending of a story doesn’t preclude my enjoyment of it.

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Most people don’t read Romeo and Juliet in high school only to be surprised by the fact that the two lovers die in the end. But it’s still read in schools because Shakespeare’s language, plot structure and other elements of the play still hold up despite knowing the ending. The same goes for re-reading a favorite book. Knowing the ending allows the mind to free up and notice elements of the book that may not have been noticed before because of preoccupation with the plot. The same ideas apply to me, even just reading a book once. Knowing the ending frees up my mind to enjoy the plot’s movement forward and possibly notice other elements in the book that I might have missed because I was so stressed about this character making it or missing clues in a mystery because I’m too busy trying to figure out who the killer is. While it may not work for everyone, in the end, I end up appreciating the author’s work more once my anxiety has been eased somewhat. For me, the joy’s in the ride, not necessarily the destination.

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For the longest time, I thought I was the only one who disrupted the “natural” order of books. I encounter so many people who are protective against hearing spoilers and would never even conceive of looking at the last pages of a book prior to reading all that had come before. But then I had one of many wonderful bookish conversations with our blogger-in-residence Arabella and discovered that, no, I’m not the only one who does this. There are others who have book anxiety and simply need to know that a particular character makes it through until the end, or an animal comes through unscathed (a phenomenon so common, in fact, that there is an entire website devoted to knowing whether or not an animal dies in the movies) or even just to clarify a point that was suggested at the beginning and isn’t making sense partway through the book. So if you’re like me (and Arabella) and you sometimes just need to know that a character is OK, here are some (spoiler-free) suggestions where I’ve definitely taken a peek at the end.

3717690Death Descends on Saturn Villa by M. R. C. Kasasian

This is the 3rd installment in Kasasian’s Gower St. Detective series and I’ve enjoyed them all. Kasasian has created a delightful tongue-in-cheek Sherlockian-type London with a strong but flawed heroine (my favorite kind!) and a curmudgeonly misanthropic but brilliant anti-hero. The effect is engaging, entertaining and occasionally hilarious. However, this book had an introduction that completely threw me for a loop, compelling me to double-check the ending. My fears allayed, I ended up enjoying this book a fair amount because Kasasian changed the format a bit from the previous two books, keeping the series from getting stale.

3595130A Darker Shade of Magic by V.E. Schwab

Despite the fact that when I read this book I knew full well that a sequel was coming out (it came out in March- woo hoo!), I still needed to flip to the end of this book to see how the characters fared. This book is well-structured with peaks and valleys of action and excitement while still creating characters with depth. Oh, and Deliliah Bard is another of those amazing female characters.

3540369Unspoken by Sarah Rees Brennan

When the Lynburn family returns to the small English town of Sorry-in-the-Vale, the sleepy state of the town gets wildly disrupted with magic and Kami Glass finds out that her “imaginary friend” is actually a flesh-and-blood person. This is one of those books that, even after I peeked at the ending, I still couldn’t believe it and despite knowing it, the reasoning behind it took me by surprise.

3639955The Clasp by Sloane Crosley

Crosley’s biting wit, usually demonstrated in essay form, is used this time in a novel that’s a modern take on Guy de Maupassant’s short story “The Necklace.” While I didn’t find the characters so well drawn and empathetic as to be nail biting as many of the other books I read, the action in the novel came together so quickly, I almost didn’t have time to flip to the end, but I still felt I needed to get a sense of the ending in order to appreciate the characters and the plot more.

As we have said before in different ways, all readers have the utmost right to read whatever they choose. But this not only applies to reading material, but also to the way a reader chooses to read books. Whether you like to take a sampling from the beginning, middle and end of a book so you know what you’re getting into, or you just like to flip to a few pages to ease your mind or if you hold the ending of a book as sacrosanct, never to be arrived upon until its appointed time, you have the right to read however you choose. I will always respect a reader’s right to be surprised just as much as I respect the right of the reader to take a sneak peek. Till next week, dear readers, I’m off to spoil another ending for myself…

And now, a word from Neil Gaiman…

It’s no real secret that Neil Gaiman is a favorite of ours here at the Free For All.  And it’s not just because he writes glorious books, and it’s not just because he does all the voices in his audiobooks.  It’s because he’s a fan of Libraries, too.  And, in honor of National Library Week, we wanted to share with you this lecture that Neil Gaiman gave to The Reading Agency in 2013 (which was subsequently published in The Guardian) in support of books, fiction, and Libraries around the world.  

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Neil Gaiman at the Reading Agency

[…] Do not discourage children from reading because you feel they are reading the wrong thing. Fiction you do not like is a route to other books you may prefer. And not everyone has the same taste as you.

Well-meaning adults can easily destroy a child’s love of reading: stop them reading what they enjoy, or give them worthy-but-dull books that you like, the 21st-century equivalents of Victorian “improving” literature. You’ll wind up with a generation convinced that reading is uncool and worse, unpleasant.

We need our children to get onto the reading ladder: anything that they enjoy reading will move them up, rung by rung, into literacy. ..Another way to destroy a child’s love of reading, of course, is to make sure there are no books of any kind around. And to give them nowhere to read those books. I was lucky. I had an excellent local library growing up. I had the kind of parents who could be persuaded to drop me off in the library on their way to work in summer holidays, and the kind of librarians who did not mind a small, unaccompanied boy heading back into the children’s library every morning and working his way through the card catalogue, looking for books with ghosts or magic or rockets in them, looking for vampires or detectives or witches or wonders. And when I had finished reading the children’s’ library I began on the adult books.

They were good librarians. They liked books and they liked the books being read. They taught me how to order books from other libraries on inter-library loans. They had no snobbery about anything I read. They just seemed to like that there was this wide-eyed little boy who loved to read, and would talk to me about the books I was reading, they would find me other books in a series, they would help. They treated me as another reader – nothing less or more – which meant they treated me with respect. I was not used to being treated with respect as an eight-year-old.

But libraries are about freedom. Freedom to read, freedom of ideas, freedom of communication. They are about education (which is not a process that finishes the day we leave school or university), about entertainment, about making safe spaces, and about access to information.

I worry that here in the 21st century people misunderstand what libraries are and the purpose of them. If you perceive a library as a shelf of books, it may seem antiquated or outdated in a world in which most, but not all, books in print exist digitally. But that is to miss the point fundamentally.

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I think it has to do with nature of information. Information has value, and the right information has enormous value. For all of human history, we have lived in a time of information scarcity, and having the needed information was always important, and always worth something: when to plant crops, where to find things, maps and histories and stories – they were always good for a meal and company. Information was a valuable thing, and those who had it or could obtain it could charge for that service.

In the last few years, we’ve moved from an information-scarce economy to one driven by an information glut. According to Eric Schmidt of Google, every two days now the human race creates as much information as we did from the dawn of civilisation until 2003. That’s about five exobytes of data a day, for those of you keeping score. The challenge becomes, not finding that scarce plant growing in the desert, but finding a specific plant growing in a jungle. We are going to need help navigating that information to find the thing we actually need.

Libraries are places that people go to for information. Books are only the tip of the information iceberg: they are there, and libraries can provide you freely and legally with books. More children are borrowing books from libraries than ever before – books of all kinds: paper and digital and audio. But libraries are also, for example, places that people, who may not have computers, who may not have internet connections, can go online without paying anything: hugely important when the way you find out about jobs, apply for jobs or apply for benefits is increasingly migrating exclusively online. Librarians can help these people navigate that world. […]

Books are the way that we communicate with the dead. The way that we learn lessons from those who are no longer with us, that humanity has built on itself, progressed, made knowledge incremental rather than something that has to be relearned, over and over. There are tales that are older than most countries, tales that have long outlasted the cultures and the buildings in which they were first told. […]

Albert Einstein was asked once how we could make our children intelligent. His reply was both simple and wise. “If you want your children to be intelligent,” he said, “read them fairy tales. If you want them to be more intelligent, read them more fairy tales.” He understood the value of reading, and of imagining. I hope we can give our children a world in which they will read, and be read to, and imagine, and understand.

You can watch the full lecture here.  Say “thank you” to the Reading Agency while you do.  And thanks to Neil Gaiman, as well!

For the love of all that is good and fictional…

Why do you read fiction?

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It’s a legitimate question, and one that really has no right answer.  Some people turn to fiction for the adventure, some to connect with people in a way they can’t in real life, some to escape real life.  Some read to learn, some read just because they love words and the way those words come together to form a whole book.

Frankly, it’s not really important.  If reading fiction makes you happy, you should read it.  No matter what genre, topic, or theme.

My stance on this was reinforced the other day when I read a blog post by Swiss-Anglo philosopher Alain de Botton, writing for Penguin’s UK website.  The post, titled “Alain de Botton on why romantic novels can make us unlucky in love“, frankly, set my teeth on edge.

Alain-de-Botton-001Alain de Botton begins by stating we should read fiction because it “it lends us more lives than we have been given”, which is a sentiment I think is really quite lovely.  He holds that fiction essentially allows us to live through the lives of others, and learn from their mistakes and decisions, all of which is just fine.  However, that is, apparently, where our amicable acquaintance ends.  Because, de Botton then goes on to state,

Unfortunately, there are too many bad novels out there – by which one means, novels that do not give us a correct map of love…The narrative arts of the Romantic novel have unwittingly constructed a devilish template of expectations of what relationships are supposed to be like – in the light of which our own love lives often look grievously and deeply unsatisfying. We break up or feel ourselves cursed in significant part because we are exposed to the wrong works of literature.

I honestly can’t begin to tell you how sick I am of other people telling me–or any reader, for that matter–that reading romance novels is bad, or “wrong” for them.  As long as romance novels have been popular, there have been people (particularly men, but I’ll leave that be for the moment) banging on about how romance novels will inherently make women unhappy and unfulfilled, because they provide false expectations of reality.

I read a great deal of fantasy and science fiction novels, in addition to romance.  I have never heard anyone voice concern that I may be harmed by these books.  No one seems worried that I will come to believe that animals can talk, or that I can time travel, or that I can shoot flames from my finger tips.  Yet, over and over again, I hear that I am in real danger of thinking romance novels are real.

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Let me be really clear about something: Romance readers are, demographically speaking, college aged women with careers.  They know very, very well that romance novels are fiction.

Now that we have established that fact, let’s also think about the purpose that romance novels do serve.  They are escapes.  They exist in a world where one doesn’t have to dust, or clean the toilet; where people can excel at interesting jobs; where soul mates are a real, tangible thing.  They are guaranteed happy endings.  And, as I’ve noted before, they explicitly affirm the heroine’s (and, thus, the reader’s) right to self-affirmation and individual happiness.  They teach us that we, as readers and as heroines, are capable of growing, of trusting ourselves, of respecting and loving ourselves.  Love is a reward for a journey of self-discovery.  The rest of it is frosting.  Delicious, sweet, decadent frosting.  With glitter.

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Like this lovely cupcake.

Yet, according to Alain de Botton, “The Romantic novel is deeply unhelpful. We have learned to judge ourselves by the hopes and expectations fostered by a misleading medium. By its standards, our own relationships are almost all damaged and unsatisfactory. No wonder separation or divorce so often appear to be inevitable.”

By this same rationality, the current state of our environment can be attributed to too many science fiction readers believing that we will soon be moving to a moon colony.  Or that our foreign policy is the result of too many thriller readers believing that the Constitution is really a secret code handed down by the Freemasons.  Yet no one assumes that readers of science fiction or thrillers are that stupid or shallow.  Why, then, is it in anyway fair to think that romance readers have such a tenuous grip on reality?

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I’m not sure if Alain de Botton hasn’t read many romances in his life, or doesn’t quite get them.  And that is fine.   As a very proud Library Person, I can say that he has every right to read, and to enjoy, whatever he likes.  If he would rather read more realistic stories about “real life”–whatever that actually is, that is terrific, and does not reflect on him as a worthy or intelligent person at all.   What I don’t, and will never, accept, is his assumptions about other romance readers.  We, too, have a right to read whatever we want, whenever we want.  And no one has the right to call that wrong, or tell us that “we merely need to change our reading matter”.

Screen-shot-2012-05-30-at-3_20_46-PMAs long as there have been romance novels, there have been people telling women that there is something wrong with the books, and with them, as well, for wanting to read about a world where their voices and their thoughts and their persons are fundamentally valued and important.   That’s not dangerous for anyone, and it certainly shouldn’t be considered unrealistic.

But until we stop judging genres–and their readers, we are not doing justice to the fiction we read, or the empathy that our fiction seeks to instill in us.

So, as we kick off National Library Week, we just wanted to take a minute to reiterate that you and your reading choices are always welcome here, no matter what anyone says.

Saturdays @ the South: Cookbooks Count As Reading!

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In the ruminations about reading resolutions and challenges appearing here over the past two weeks was a link to a counterpoint article from the blog Broke by Books in which the blogger makes many great points, but when she talks about cookbooks (albeit lovingly) she says “I didn’t feel like I could legitimately say I ‘read’ a cookbook.” While she goes on to say that cookbooks will be part of her reading goals for 2016, she still doesn’t justify adding them to her Goodreads list as being “read.” As someone who has proudly and enthusiastically added cookbooks to her Goodreads “Read” list, I heartily declare the reading of cookbooks as “legitimate” reading.

I understand where the idea of not really “reading” a cookbook can stem from. While Julia Child, Irma Rombauer and their counterparts blazed a trail for standby recipes, tips, hints and a certain amount of “foolproof-ness” to their extensive works, their books aren’t necessarily the type of tome one wants to cozy up with in front of a fire. This is, of course, unless you’re like me and consider the listing of ingredients (6 tablespoons unsalted butter / 2 c. yellow cornmeal / 1 tsp baking powder / 1 tsp baking soda … etc.) to be pure poetry. Modern cookbooks owe a great deal to their venerated predecessors, but have added so much more to the cookbook, and as a result, the cooking process.

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Cookbooks are now generally accompanied by glossy photos, which to some may only add a bit of sparkle to the production value, but I maintain is an important, possibly essential part of cookbookery. Anyone who has made a dish and said “it tastes good, but is it really supposed to look like that?” will likely understand where I’m coming from, here. Modern cookbooks also often have a theme that functions very nearly as a storyline. Some are more abstract than others, but some take the combination of personal history and recipes to new heights, adding paragraphs about the history of the recipe, why it was included in the cookbook and/or why it is an important recipe to the author. I can’t express how much I’ve learned about flavor combinations, kitchen experimentation and other cultures by taking time to really examine (i.e. read) a cookbook. The tidbits embedded among the ingredients and instructions often make for a compelling tale in which the reader can get to know the author and the food. And learning about food, its history and its importance to people can provide that essential, but often ineffable quality of truly good food.

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There’s a reason people’s cookbook shelves get stocked like this… they’re good reading!

This week I’m offering you a very small selection among many possibilities that can make for legitimate cookbook reading. If you happen to gloss over the ingredients lists or instructions in the process, let’s all remember the time-honored reading tradition of “skimming.” Skimming over a passage of lengthy description that’s not holding your attention in a novel is no different from reading the parts of a cookbook that bring the food to life and skimming over the lists in the middle. In either case, you’re going through a book cover-to-cover and getting something out of the text you’ve read. So if you’ve gone through an entire cookbook, even if you have no intention of making a single dish from the book, don’t let it stop you from calling it legitimate reading and checking it off your list!

3635907New England Open House Cookbook by Sarah Leah Chase

While the tag-line for this book is “300 recipes inspired by the bounty of New England” and this book certainly lives up to that promise, each recipe is introduced with a thoughtful paragraph or two bringing each entry to life in a way a isolated recipe could never accomplish. Chase infuses history, delightful anecdotes or background on how the recipe came to be a New England or family favorite into each offering making this book so much more than a cookbook. The essays in the beginning of the book will give the reader a great sense of what a labor of love it was to bring this tome about.

3595256Everyday Easy by Lorraine Pascale

Pascale’s cookbook is another that introduces each recipe with a paragraph that gives the reader a solid sense of what’s to come. With recipe introductions like “Pancetta. It’s that porky, tasty yumminess that I love so very much,” I defy anyone not to be at least a little tempted to make something from this book. Full-page images of what every dish should look like (in its best form, anyway) will leave the reader with no doubt about the mouthwatering potential of Pascale’s recipes.

3545897Mediterranean Cookbook: Fast, Fresh and Easy Recipes by Marie-Pierre Moine

This is a DK published book, which is pretty much a guarantee that even just browsing the pictures in this book will give you an eye-popping experience. But this book does so much more. The popular Mediterranean style of cooking is highlighted by course with interludes about the regions (North African, Middle Eastern, Italian, Iberian, Greek) that create the Mediterranean cooking experience. These interludes give the reader an introduction to the food culture of that region along with menu suggestions that will pull from the sections in the book (with page references, naturally). It works well to give the reader a sense of how different flavors will work and meld together.

3488257Wintersweet by Tammy Donroe

This book has a fascinating focus, using ingredients found during the late fall/winter harvest and making delectable desserts with a combination of that harvest and pantry staples. What results is an amazing, successful effort by Food on the Food blogger Donroe to create a book that has a sense of place (most ingredients are regional to and/or sourced from New England) and sense of history as Donroe includes some wonderful family anecdotes and recipes from her family’s own cache of trustworthy gems. You’d be hard-pressed to find a cookbook infused with more personality and genuine charm than this one.

3617330Food52 Genius Recipes by Kristen Miglore

I’ve mentioned this book before. I will likely mention it again. The subtitle for this book is “100 recipes that will change the way you cook”; I’d venture to say it will change the way you view cookbooks in general, particularly in terms of reading them. This book is set up with an introduction to each recipe that gives the reader a mouth-watering sense of why it was included in the book, why the recipe works the way it does and often suggestions for variations so you can adapt the recipe to your personal style. I’ve yet to find a picture that doesn’t make my mouth water. They have a great philosophy of unfussy preparation and presentation which makes the recipes completely accessible and the blurbs before the recipes as relatable and interesting as any food memoir. If ever there was a page-turner of a cookbook, this is it. (And if you’re as hooked on this book as I am, you’ll also want to check out Food52 Baking.)

This week, dear readers, I highly recommend that you cozy up in whatever spot is most comfortable to you (especially if your book fort is still up), with whatever hot drink you find most tempting (tea, coffee, hot chocolate, mulled cider) and discover the possibilities a new cookbook can offer. You might even find it as engrossing as your usual reading material, in which case, once you’re done you should proudly claim that you did, indeed “read” a cookbook!

Saturdays @ the South: Diversity in Books

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This past week, various social media channels exploded over a controversy about the representation of marginalized children in literature. Some were saying that there are plenty of books out there about diversity, while many others decried that, despite what is out there already, there are not nearly enough. I won’t reproduce the arguments or participants here, as some of the links I provide will give you some background so you can decide for yourself how you feel about it. What I’d like to focus on instead is the concept of voices in literature and the rights of all readers to relate to someone in a story. This isn’t the same as banning books. Banning means stifling voices that are already out there. Today’s post is about voices that haven’t been heard yet, voices that often don’t appear on people’s radar to prompt a challenge.

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Earlier this year, Myles Johnson, not finding quite the right story already out there, and instead of waiting for the world of literature to catch up, created his own story. Johnson led a successful Kickstarter campaign to publish his book Large Fears about a young African-American boy who loves pink and in an attempt to seek acceptance wants to journey to Mars. Many are finding this story a breakthrough because it’s a unique voice that hasn’t been represented (or if it has, it hasn’t been represented enough) in books. Blogger Crazy Quilt Edi was one of them and wrote an impassioned entry about what this book meant to her and her community at large. And she talked about voices and young people not having the tools to sustain themselves during tough times because books with relatable voices weren’t there to help them.

Voices in literature are important. Regardless of who they represent, they are the voices we cling to when we need comfort  or need to see something of ourselves in the world when it seems like the world doesn’t recognize who we are. I’ve been extremely lucky in my reading life to have found voices that seem like they speak directly to me, or offer to take me away into a world where it didn’t matter that I was different because differences either didn’t matter or were celebrated in that book’s world. Sometimes those voices were from people just like me; other times they were from characters who were nothing like me, but still somehow seemed like they understood me just the same. These were the books that sustained me, the stories that helped me through the difficult times in my life and the voices that carried me across the threshold of difficulty into something more hopeful. I am fortunate because I found these voices and every bit as fortunate to know that these voices were already out there for me to find.

Not everyone is as lucky as I have been to find voices who sympathize, who understand or who simply echo some of your own thoughts. These are the voices that give us the tools to deal with some of the joys and hardships that life throws our way. The world is vast and despite technology making it smaller, that doesn’t mean that every voice has been heard. The world of literature is almost as vast, but that doesn’t mean that every voice has spoken. People are entitled to a vast array of opinions, but that doesn’t mean that every voice has been recognized. Readers have the right to find a piece of themselves inside a book. Children deserve to see a face they recognize in a picture book. Teens deserve to recognize their own problems in characters’ struggles. Adults deserve to recognize pieces of their life in literature. If that voice isn’t out there yet or isn’t spread far enough for people to hear it, then somewhere there’s a reader who hasn’t found their literary connection and that’s tragic. Not necessarily because that reader hasn’t found a favorite book (although that is heartbreaking to me) but because that reader hasn’t been able to find an emotional tool to sustain themselves when they truly need it the most.

Some of us are lucky to be sustained by voices in books that have already been heard or accepted, but that doesn’t mean that everyone can find relatable literature out there. We need diverse books because we owe it to ourselves and to everyone to encourage new voices to be heard. Literature doesn’t need to have an agenda to connect with readers. It only needs to have a voice that others can share or use for themselves when they feel like they have no voice of their own.

In the spirit of unique and underrepresented voices and diversity in literature, here are some selections to consider that are in no way definitive or exhaustive:

3554591A Brief History of Seven Killings by Marlon James

This 2015 Man Booker Prize-winning novel presents a different perspective in award-winning literature, becoming the first Caribbean writer to win the esteemed and coveted prize. James’s epic novel looks at Jamaica over the last three decades, giving a new, modern voice to to the Kingston of the 1970s, 80s and 90s.

3652539Furiously Happy by Jenny Lawson

In this collection of honest essays, Jenny Lawson becomes a new voice for mental illness, expounding upon her philosophy to live live “furiously happy” enjoying the moments when she can live life to the fullest and forgiving herself when that can’t happen. She looks unflinchingly at her problems in the hopes that others might benefit from her struggles and be able to “come out the other side” but does so in an irreverent, hysterically funny way that forces anyone reading it to reconsider the stigma of mental illness. In laughing and encouraging us to laugh with her she creates a safe, palatable space to consider some of life’s darkest thoughts.

3514048Jacob’s New Dress by Sarah and Ian Hoffman

This empowering picture book of a little boy who likes traditional “girl things” in addition to traditional “boy things” speaks not only to those who are gender nonconformists, but also to those who don’t understand some of the struggles they face. It takes a realistic look at those who want everyone to conform to their ideas of what people “should” be and those who want to be free to explore their individual tastes unencumbered by stereotypes.

3171183Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe by Benjamin Alire Saenz

This heartfelt tale of identity tackles issues of family, homosexuality and Mexican heritage, while giving voices to those still struggling to find their place in the world. Saenz writes “to be careful with people and words was a rare and beautiful thing.” This is precisely why diversity in books needs to be encouraged and why this multiple award-winning book should be recognized for it.

2435655Code Talker: A novel about the Navajo Marines of World War II  by Joseph Brunchac

This novel takes the view of two Navajo teens enlisted by the Marines to become Code Talkers, using their native, ancestral language that was disparaged throughout much of their youth, to send secret messages during World War II. Though this story is fiction, it’s based on the real Code Talkers who helped end the war in the Pacific with their uncrackable code.

This weekend, dear readers, I encourage you to seek out a book that has an unexpected or underrepresented voice. The recognition of diversity breeds understanding and compassion and those are qualities we can never have enough of. You never know, you may find something in that new voice you didn’t even know was within yourself.