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Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency, by Douglas Adams

Intro: Gather round all ye literature buffs and ex-English majors. This book is for you. It is also for those who like science fiction, ghost stories, computers, horses, or answering machines.

Review: What am I talking about? I'm talking about a rich, multi-layered, globe-spanning, time-spanning novel which is as hilarious as it is deep and meaningful (i.e., very). The only catch is that there are certain pieces of pre-requisite knowledge one must have (just like at a university) before embarking on Dirk Gently's adventure. To save you time, I have outlined this pre-requisite knowledge for you (and supplied helpful links).
You must know:
A) that a poem called "Kubla Kahn" was written by Samuel Taylor Coleridge in 1797.
1.that this poem ends with the line: "And drunk the milk of paradise."
2.that he would have written more, but he was interrupted by a business associate and forgot the rest of his ideas.
B) that Coleridge also wrote a poem called "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner" which was about a sailor who destroyed his ship, killed his shipmates, and doomed himself to roam for all eternity by killing an albatross.
C) that the Coelacanth is a species of fish that is one of the oldest living species on Earth.
D) that Johann Sebastian Bach is a famous composer of classical music. MIDIs here
It also helps if you have read about or toyed with the theoretical ramifications of time travel, such as, if you go back in time and change things, those changes will cause other changes and so on like the ripple effect of a pebble being thrown into a pond.
Holy cow! That's a lot of stuff I have to know, you say? Well, you're right. Douglas Adams is a very well-read guy. My advice is: do the research and then read the book. It's worth the trouble.

Quote: The phone rang. Richard answered it and then almost dropped it like an electric eel as he realized what he was doing. Hardly daring to breathe, he held it to his ear.
"Rule One in housebreaking," said a voice. "Never answer the phone when you're in the middle of a job."
"Who is this?" Richard said in a whisper.
"Rule Two," continued the voice. "Try to have the faintest glimmering of what you're about before you start dangling from window ledges in the middle of the night. I run a little course, if you're interested."
"Who...?"
"You are speaking with Svlad, commonly known as 'Dirk' Cjelli, currently trading under the name of Gently. If you wish to know more, I will be at the Pizza Express in Upper Street in ten minutes. Bring money."
"Dirk? Are you trying to blackmail me?"
"No, you fool, for the pizzas."

Full text of Dirk Gently's H. D. A. online
Douglas Adams' Homepage


Black Coffee, a novel adapted by Charles Osborne from an Agatha Christie play

Intro: Agatha Christie really did write a play called "Black Coffee" in 1929. It was staged in 1930 at the Embassy Theatre in London. This is what Charles Osborne has based the novel on. His qualifications include being a world renowned authority on theatre and the author of The Life and Crimes of Agatha Christie.

Review: Having read all of Agatha Christie's books - some of them two or three times - I was interested to find out if Black Coffee was going to read like an AC. I figured the story would be there because a play has all the same story elements as a novel, just in a different style. The trick, then, would be for Mr. Osborne to fill in all the stage movement that we would be missing and write out things in the manner of prose. For instance:
in a novel you would see -
"Monsieur Poirot's quite right," Inspector Japp declared with a smile.
but in a play you'd see -
INSPECTOR JAPP: (smiling) "Monsieur Poirot's quite right."
Was Mr. Osborne successful, you ask? My answer is yes, the writing flowed and, aside from a slight modern feel, it mostly seemed like Agatha. But...(and here's where we call in Mulder and Scully)...something went terribly wrong. The story didn't seem to be up to those unbeatably high standards that won Agatha Christie a knighthood. How could this be? I mean, she did write the story didn't she? So how do you explain the fact that I (who have lain awake nights trying to use my "little grey cells" yet never figured out one of her mysteries) knew who did it by the time I had reached page 50? I kept telling myself that it was just a red herring, that she wanted me to think that I knew the answer and then BAM! she would spring it on me at the end. You can imagine my speechless, uncomprehending shock when I had reached the end of the novel and there had been no twist, no surprise, and no gymnastic feat of mental insight by Hercule Poirot. I sat there with my jaw dropped open and said, "But I knew who did it all along!"
Could Mr. Osborne have been responsible for this? I'd like to read the original play and see for myself what Agatha actually wrote. Maybe the quality of a mystery lies not within the plot, or the writing style, but in the storytelling. Agatha could always read my mind. She could lead me, unsuspecting, up the garden path, keep me there as long as she wanted, and then spring the truth on me at just the right moment so that my skin prickled and the world seemed to turn upside-down. Maybe Agatha is the only one who ever could.

Quote: "The force of Amorite is such," Sir Claude explained, "that where we have hitherto killed by thousands, we can now kill by hundreds of thousands."
"How horrible!" exclaimed Lucia with a shudder.
"My dear Lucia" - her father-in-law smiled thinly at her as he spoke - "the truth is never horrible, only interesting."

References to Black Coffee and other AC info
Agatha Christie Fan Page
Fan page with trivia contest & chat



Einstein's Dreams by Alan Lightman

Intro: Einstein was a real person. When he was growing up, he was different from other kids, not a whiz kid like you might expect, but artistic and philiosphical. He grew up in this century and became a pop culture icon - a symbol of intelligence. He became a theoritical scientific legend who was driven and completely absorbed by contemplation of how the universe works, how time works. He was obsessed with understanding the mind of God. Is time God?

Review: What would people do if cause and effect worked backward? Einstein's Dreams is a collection of short stories all about the same subject: how the flow of time affects us. It is written in a format that looks like prose, but it is very much like a book of poetry. The writing style is not narrative, it is made up of snapshots, feelings, impressions, and snippets of conversation. Lightman's writing is beautiful, and this beauty often carries over into the content - there are some amazing moments of insight. Many of the stories are interesting exercises in sociology. With a few of the stories, however, there was a lack of internal consistency which made it impossible for me to suspend my disbelief, as one must always be able to do when enjoying a work of fiction. It is still well worth reading, because those moments of insight are so unique and thought provoking. They may just give you a new perspective on the way you live your life and the way you spend that most mystical of commodities: time.

Quote: "Imagine a world in which people live just one day. In this world, no one lives to witness the change in the seasons. A person born in December in any European country never sees the hyacinth, the lily, the aster, the cyclamen, the edelweiss, never sees the leaves of the maple turn red and gold, never hears the crickets or the warblers. A person born in December lives his life cold. Likewise, a person born in July never feels a snowflake on her cheek, never sees the crystal on a frozen lake, never hears the squeak of boots in fresh snow. A person born in July lives her life warm. The variety of seasons is learned about in books."

Sourcery by Terry Pratchett &
A Christmas Carol
by Charles Dickens


Intro: I went on vacation for 10 days (I can because I'm a teacher) and I read several things. On the plane I read Sourcery by Terry Pratchett. Before and during Christmas I read A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens. These two I've decided to review in combination. Around New Year's I read the National Geographic, as well as a plethera of instructions to video games, a Tamagachi, and various other "some assembly required" gifts. I'm not going to review those.(-;

Review #1: Sourcery by Terry Pratchett is a ZAP - POW - ZING - BOOM ride through the wizard-encrusted streets of Ankh-Morpork with a quick witted intellectual as your guide. Philosophy abounds as well as an orangatan librarian. This is one of the defining books in the Discworld series. If you read this one and like it, immediately get a hold of The Colour of Magic and The Light Fantastic by the same author.
Review #2: A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens deserves every bit of praise and legendary status that it receives. It is poetry, it is a fairy tale, it is a ghost story, it is a parable. It tells us what is important in life with efficiency and authority. It calls on all of our best emotions pointedly and shamelessly. I read this every Christmas and never get tired of it because it isn't just a story, it's like a hymn. As the title suggests, it is a Christmas carol, and one of the best there is.

Quote: From A Christmas Carol (please forgive all non-P.C. phraseology, as this story was written in the mid-1800's)
"It is required of every man that the spirit within him should walk abroad among his fellow men and travel far and wide; and if that spirit goes not forth in life, it is condemned to do so after death. It is doomed to wander through the world and witness what it cannot share, but might have shared on earth and turned into happiness."



The Velveteen Rabbit by Margery Williams

Intro: Get out the kleenex.

Review: In my family we have a tradition of reading a poem or excerpt at the table for Thanksgiving and Christmas. The Velveteen Rabbit is one of my favorite books to read from. As a children's book it holds a lot of magic and is a validation of the deep feelings that children often have for their toys. But when you read it as an adult you realize that it is full of wisdom. Children often say things that cut through to the heart of the matter - this book does the same. Let your everyday reality take a break and prepare to read something straight from the heart.

Quote: "What is REAL?" asked the Rabbit one day, when they were lying side by side near the nursery fender, before Nana came to tidy the room. "Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?"
"Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real."
"Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit.
"Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt."
"Does it happen all at once, like being wound up," he asked, "or bit by bit?"
"It doesn't happen all at once," said the Skin Horse. "You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in your joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."
"I suppose you are real?" said the Rabbit. And then he wished he had not said it, for he thought the Skin Horse might be sensitive. But the Skin Horse only smiled.
"The Boy's Uncle made me Real," he said. "That was a great many years ago; but once you are Real you can't become unreal again. It lasts for always."

Babbitt by Sinclair Lewis (1922)

Intro: They say "Never judge a book by it's cover." I will expand on that to say, "Never judge a book by a review you read." The review they had on the back of this book was completely off in my opinion. You may, after reading this book, feel that mine is completely off, but you'll have to read it for yourself to find out.

Review: Babbitt is the portrait of an "average American business man" during Prohibition, which lays out nearly every motivation, action, and thought that he has during what we would now call his "mid-life crisis." I don't think they had that phrase then, which makes Sinclair Lewis' depiction of it even more brilliant. Babbitt is a fumbling, simple man who does not normally spend time in contemplation or philosophy. He knows how to get along in the world, and does well for himself, until the midlife hits.

Lewis manages to show a truly realistic picture of a man. Full of all the flaws and fallacies that everyone is full of, but who has good intentions and for the most part a good heart. I believe Lewis is depicting a character that can be identified by all - well, all those honest enough with themselves to recognize it. Everyone is a product of his or her environment to some extent. Everyone needs a support group of some kind and wants to feel that they belong. We all get confused, embarrassed, contradict ourselves, and even sometimes lie to ourselves. If you're thinking you've never lied to yourself, I think your doing it now.

This book also showed how two sides of an issue can be argued with equal logic and conviction by people who are coming from different environments, and the crazy thing is that they can both be right. During one phase of your life you may agree with the first side and then later, when you're looking at it from a different perspective, you agree with the opposite side. Does that make you a hypocrite? Have you ever been able to see two sides of a given issue and not been able to reconcile them?

You may find yourself a little less judgemental after picturing yourself in some of the situations Babbitt gets into. Then again, you may have every intention of changing, but find yourself returning to the old habits - as we all do.

Quote: "Why, George," said his wife, "I thought you always insisted that all strikers ought to be put in jail."
"I never did! Well, I mean - some of 'em, of course. But I mean a fellow ought to be broad-minded and liberal about things like - "
"But, dearie, I thought you always said these so-called "liberal" people were the worst of - "
"Rats! Women never can understand the different definitions of a word. It depends on how you mean it. And it don't pay to be too cocksure about anything."

The Time Machine by H.G. Wells (1898)

Intro:
I read this book in six hours - I couldn't put it down. I only got up to fix something to eat and to go to the bathroom.

Review: We usually don't believe that science fiction stories could really happen. There are easy to spot scientific flaws. The better the science fiction, the harder it is to find the flaws, but they are there and you still don't believe it. H.G. Wells is better than better in The Time Machine - he makes you believe it. I'm not saying you won't be able to find a flaw of you sit down with your buddies and work it out, but Wells leads you step by step along a line of scientific thought that rivals any college science class.
Unfortunately, there are some frustrating points in this story. The main character strikes me as weak and ineffective. He does not prepare properly for his journey into the future, being under the impression that in the future all his needs would be easily met. He seems to have very little stamina of mind or body, and his scientific genius seems to be confined to the theoretical. He makes quite a few very bad decisions and shows a shocking lack of self control when faced with difficult situations.
It's possible that Wells was attempting to create a character that can be identified with by any non-adventurous readers out there and to combine the intelligent, analytical character with the "average lay-person" character - like combining Sherlock Holmes and Watson into one person. Personally, I think the main character is just an idiot.
There is no question, however, about the intelligence of the author. Wells leads you through a series of theories as to the possible future of our civilization. If you realize that he is extrapolating from the state of the world circa 1898, you can see that his logic, combined with a boundless imagination, amounts to brilliance.
Despite the frustrations, The Time Machine is a gem. The author's philosophical ponderings are mind-twisting, surprising and beautiful. He has a way of saying what the reader may have been thinking, but never could have put into words. This is one of the richest, most picturesque books I have ever read and I consider it a valuable part of my home library.

Quote: We are passing through time with a uniform velocity from the cradle to the grave, just as we should travel DOWN if we began our existence fifty miles above the earth's surface.' ~H.G. Wells from The Time Machine

The Headmistress, by Angela Thirkell (1943)

Intro: There is a fan club for this author called the "Thirkell Circle." This may give you a clue as to the pronunciation of her name.

Review: Angela Thirkell's books are about the families living in England during WWII. She uses fictional characters, set in a fictional county called Barsetshire, to give a very realistic account of the conditions that people were living under in England at that time. There were refugees, relocations, rationing and shortages, the banned use of uncovered bright lights after dark (blackout), and working parties to make clothing and other necessities for the soldiers and refugees. The main characters are mostly the wealthy and/or titled citizens, although all of the classes are represented at one point or another.
The Headmistress focuses on an old family who, while retaining their land and upper class status, have become relatively common financially. This state is referred to as "reduced circumstances." They have rented their estate to a girls' school and moved into the village. The "headmistress," or principle, of the school is the second focus of the story.
This book is like a soap opera with a happy ending. It is very mild soap, however. It is filled with philosophy and almost entirely composed of conversation and musings about etiquette. It is very British. If you like that, you'll be in a very upright, witty, contemplative heaven.

Quote: Miss Sparling found herself telling Mr. Carton about her struggles to keep her evacuated school in some kind of order. "I was billeted with Miss Pettinger," she said. "Good God," Mr. Carton replied angrily, "when I think of that woman and her insufferable ignorance and insolence, I could burst. What you told me about her attitude to your use of the telephone is enough to damn her eternally."
The Angela Thirkell Society


C.S. Lewis's Voyage of the Dawn Treader (1952)

Intro: The story of this review begins with an entirely different book. I was started upon a lifelong quest by my encounter with a novel called Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury. The deep inspiration given to me by F451 was so strong that I vowed to memorize a book over the course of my life. To avoid any spoilers of F451, I will not tell you which part of that story led me to my quest. But to which book should I devote the extreme dilligence required to actually memorize it word for word? It took me only about a day to figure it out. This is actually the fourth or fifth time that I've read Voyage of the Dawn Treader. I always say that everything there is in my life is also in that book. It is one of the seven Chronicles of Narnia, a series of fantasy books which are supposedly for kids, but have the wit, wisdom, and deep questions that we usually attribute to adult books. I have already begun memorizing Voyage of the Dawn Treader. It begins like this...
"There once was a boy named Eustace Clarence Scrubb, and he almost deserved it."

Review: Voyage of the Dawn Treader is about friendship, loyalty, adventure, idealism, honesty, courage, and honor. It is about learning what's really important. It's about a small, but royal sailing ship called the Dawn Treader, which sails from a land called Narnia in another realm which is visited by three English school children. Many of the metaphors in this story have their basis in the Christian religion, although I see them as transcending any particular religious teachings. Don't be fooled by the child-like setting of this story, deep things lie within.

Quote: As stated by Reepicheep, the Royal Knight (and talking mouse): "My plans are made. While I can, I sail east in the Dawn Treader. When she fails me, I paddle east in my coracle. When she sinks, I shall swim east with my four paws, and when I can swim no longer, I shall sink with my nose to the sunrise."



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