Showing posts with label books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label books. Show all posts

Monday, April 17, 2017

some day i'll read this...

I just noticed a book on my shelf that's been teasing me since I got it.

The Land of Painted Caves, the sixth (and last) in Jean Auel's "Earth's Children" series has been sitting in one place almost since I got it. Unread.

I really want to read it. Scratch that. I don't want to read it. I want to have read it. To know what happens and how the story ends without actually going to the bother of reading it. Reading a novel is not something that should be a burden. And, to my thinking, if you're in a novel and find you don't enjoy it, then put it down There are other novels out there.

But I've read the other five books in the series, and I just have to know how things turn out for Ayla and Jondalar. And their daughter, Jonayla. Yes, Jonayla. Oy.

The first book, The Clan of the Cave Bear, was very good. Great, even. It's a stone age fish-out-of-water story, set in Europe when the human family tree had more than one living branch. A little girl, a member of the branch that would produce today's modern humans is orphaned and taken in by a band of cavepeople whose branch would die out. Their ways are different than hers, but it's more than just a difference of custom.There are fundamental biological differences that make it difficult for her to acculturate. It was quite  the page turner -- very compelling. It was also made into a movie starring Daryl Hannah, which sucked. The trailer is below.


The sequel, The Valley of Horses, followed Ayla after leaving the tribe that raised her. And it introduces a love interest, Jondalar, who would be with her for the rest of the series. It was also a good novel, but nowhere near as good as the original. The Mammoth Hunters was still enjoyable, but was, in some ways, a prehistoric version of Beverly Hills 90210.

Those were the three novels that were out when I first got interested in the series, sometime around the time I finished college. I picked up the fourth book, The Plains of Passage, as soon as it came out in 1991. By this point, the downward trend (qualitywise) was well-established and seemingly irreversible. But, as I noted to people who would discuss it with me, I had to know what happens. There were, generally speaking, two things that annoyed me about the series. The first was the way Ayla had become some kind of super human wonderwoman. As the story tells it, she's responsible for millenia of human advancement -- in weapons technology, in domestication of animals, in medicine. It gets kind of boring after a while. And then there's Jondalar, her man. He's not quite the genius she is, but he's sure close. And he's the perfect lover. Just right for Ayla the Goddess. My other problem was that each book was longer than the previous one. That wouldn't be a problem if the books had progressively more story to tell. But they don't. They just have more and more of what my grandfather called the "berry-picking passages" -- stretches of exposition describing the flora and fauna, and the prehistoric cooking and construction techniques. Auel had done a lot of research, and made sure it didn't go to waste.

In 2003, Auel released The Shelters of Stone. And I bought it and read it as soon as it came out. But the downward trend had continued, and it was little more than a soap opera with the berry-picking passages. The Land of Painted Caves came out in 2011. I didn't rush out to buy it. I decided I'd wait until I could borrow it from the library. Given my relationship with media at the time, that was definitely a bad sign. I never did get it from the library. It was always out from my local branch, and I never wanted it enough to put in a reservation. Eventually I bought a copy at a thrift store for like $1.50. I may have overpaid. At any rate, I read the beginning. It was some hunting scene, which was interesting enough. But then came the long boring crap following group dynamics and long descriptions of prehistoric technology. At some point I put the book down for the night, and never picked it back up.

I still want to get to the end. Just to know what happens, and to be able to have that closure. But I just don't want to bother...


Saturday, June 4, 2016

a meep in manhattan

I suppose it's partially a function of my age, but I have had a hard time getting myself comfortable
with downloaded media.

Music? I've ripped my entire CD collection so I can listen on computer, but I want to have the physical CD. If there's something that's only available as a download, I feel compelled to burn it onto a disc just so I can pretend I have it on disc. Similarly, I like to have physical books rather than read things on a kindle or nook or whatever those reader thingys are called. Actually, in some ways it's stronger for books than music, since having the physical copy makes a bigger difference in the reading experience than the listening experience.

But I broke down and read a book on Kindle. Or, at least, on the kindle app of my phone. Spoiler alert: I found it to be an unpleasant experience. Why? For a book that was only available as a download.

So I downloaded and read A Meep in Manhattan, by Mary Pat Campbell (AKA Meep). The price was right. Free. I like free stuff. Also, Meep is a friend of mine. We used to work together. We  were irregular members of the same lunch group at work. And she's still one of my few go-tos when I have a question about Excel.

aMiM is essentially Meep's journal from the fall of 1996, when she was a first-year grad student in Mathematics at NYU. It was a breezy read that I went though on a lazy weekend morning.

There are a few factors that contributed to my enjoyment of the book. The fact that I'm friends with Meep helps. I read most of the book in her voice, which kind of adds a feel of authenticity to it. Also, in a couple respects, I have experiences that mirror hers -- I also was a grad student in math going to a school in a city very different than what I was used to.

But all that hints at the fact that aMiM is inherently of limited appeal. These are Meep's journals, which she wrote for herself and her friends and family -- not for a general audience. It's hard to see how someone who doesn't know her will really care. And I will note that she has acknowledged that this is of limited appeal, but she put it together primarily to see what she could do with the format.

By the way, I preferred the original cover (second picture), which had a picture of a young Meep looking pained. The new cover (pictured at top) looks more professional, but there's something about that first one.

Now, I know what everyone's thinking: You're thinking "Golly, I want to download this book and read it! But I want to read it in Meep's voice, and I have never heard her talk! What can I do?" For those of you thinking that, here's a Youtube video of Meep explaining how math is done. Enjoy!

EDIT: Added a graphic of the original cover.