All roight. I posted the other day that I was sucked into a book (or three) and people wanna know. So here’s yer non-English major talking babbling about booooooks again.

That book was “The Nature of Fragile Things”. The book had some flaws but I got totally wrapped up in the story *anyway*. Adding to my interest, it was set partly during the 1906 San Francisco earthquake.

I have been to SF twice and LOVED it there. My fave was the first time when I flew out alone to visit one of my beach urchins. I do not much like to fly although I will do it (it’s complicated) but this was my first flight in 30 years or so and I was proud of myself for 1) managing to get a “cheap” non-stop ticket there and back and 2) navigating two airports and taking the BART over to Oakland or Berkeley or wherever. My urchin was gonna pick me up at the airport but had a vehicular issue at the last minute. I told her not to worry, I would manage and I did manage to BLUDGEON my way through. She eventually moved back to the Great Lake State – as planned – and now resides in Dee-troit City

A couple other books:

Shuggie Bain. A young boy growing up in an *extremely* dysfunctional family in Glasgow. He may also have been gay but that was only hinted at in the book, which was a good thing. This might be a hard book for many people to read. I enjoyed it and thought that it offered some hope. It helped to read the author’s notes at the end.

Everything Sad Is Untrue. This is an “autobiographical” novel written by an Iranian man who came to the US as a refugee when he was very young. I dunno exactly how to describe this book but I LOVED it. It is very humorous, even when he reports some of the horrible things his family went through. But he does report those things. There’s a lot of poop-talk in this but he wrote it from the point of view of a 12-year-old, so whaddya expect?

I have now embarked upon “The Lighthouse Road”, which is set on the north shore of Lake Superior, between Grand Marais and what is now called Thunder Bay. When I was a kid, Thunder Bay was the twin cities of Fort William and Port Arthur. My family took a trip around The Big Lake when I was 10 or so and we began that trip by taking the FERRY across the St. Marys River to Canananada in Sault Ste. Siberia. Anyway, I am loving this book so far. When I encountered the word “seiche” in the second chapter, I knew I was home. I am learning a lot of new words too. In general, I’m liking the story, the structure, and the characters.

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