Epistolary Epoch

Let’s face it. Modern communication replaces relationships with remote if well chosen words. Texting. E-Mailing. Most of us now live an epistolary life. Rarely face-to-face encounters. Letters of the days of old. But quicker. Frequency. Check. Intimacy. Blank. That said. Written immediacy of connection counter balances distance. Most of the time. Better than Emoticons and Instagram. Words still matter.

Jonathan Galassi’s Muse. Ludic novel in the spirit of St. Aubyn’s Lost for Words. Satire. Pastiche. Love for words. Great read.

GOT out

Game of Thrones season finale. Spoilers-ish. Cersei, Jaime, Stannis get their what for. Khaleesi encounters her original peeps. Jon Snow will soon be playing tennis with Andy Samberg. Arya gives as well as she gets. Tyrion rules. Sort of. Snippets of humanity between beheadings.

Hillary v. Jeb. Is that all there is? Probably so. In the meantime, off to vacay.

Check out 2015 book reviews for summer reading consideration:

The Green Road, Anne Enright.
The Wonder Garden, Lauren Acampora.
The Mad Boy, Lord Berners, My Grandmother and Me, Sofka Zinovieff.
At the Water’s Edge, Sarah Gruen.
Ruby, Cynthia Bond.
All the Light We Cannot See, Anthony Doerr.
The Girl on the Train, Paula Hawkins.
The Magician’s Lie, Greer Macallister.
Boston Girl, Anita Diamant.
The Devil You Know, Elisabeth de Mariaffi.

Hello Doilies

Remember those doily mats with hearts glued on them? Valentines in grammar school. That’s cool. After that, not. Grown girlies in hoody footies having 50 shades of grey with life-sized Teddy Bears on Saturday. Yuk. Play cloying Sam Smith googly eyes ripoff of Tom Petty’s I won’t back down. Yuk. Women have lost decades of liberation and respect. Men acting like twits buying expensive wilted flowers and overpriced bad dinners for what? Teddy in the middle.

Speaking of ripoffs. Just finished The Devil You Know by Canadian author Elisabeth de Mariaffi. Her debut novel is a literary thriller. The writing is crisp and clean, and the mystery has its moments, but the young reporter is so silly and the ending so lame as to ruin it. Sorry. Anybody read a great book lately?

Addled Reads

Addie. Ada. Adelaide. Women-y novels. Not my fave.

The Boston Girl, by Anita Diamant. Syrupy story about a Jewish family pre-WWI in Boston. The smart, cute daughter of three, Addie Baum’s luck was incredible as she escaped the critical eye and neglect of her financially struggling immigrant parents to be welcomed into a high class world with summer trips to Rockport. What?  Yiddish terms seemed forced with a smattering of contextual history. Very light read indeed. **

The Magician’s Lie, by Greer Macallister. Reminiscent of World of Wonders. Turn of the century in America. It’s about Ada, who becomes Arden a female magician, protégée of the first, Adelaide. Boyfriend manager far-fetched. No character came to life except for Ray who was stalker evil. If someone wants to do you harm, the only way to escape is through magic or murder. Ending hard to swallow, like a bad fire-eater. A pretty good escape on a snowy weekend. ***