"Moral Disorder," by Margaret Atwood

When I was about to go on a car trip recently, I followed my usual habit in such cases of going to the library to find a good audiobook to accompany me on the trip and make the time go faster. This time I found Margaret Atwood’s 2006 story collection, “Moral Disorder” (Books on Tape). As I was listening, I remembered a couple of the stories from earlier readings, but some seemed new to me. In any case, it is a wonderful collection of somewhat interconnected stories, and echoes some of the events of Atwood’s own life, including her childhood as the daughter of an entomologist who often took his family when he did fieldwork deep in the forests of Ontario and Quebec, giving his children much freedom there. The stories deal with marriage, broken families, reconstructed families, memory, secret lives and hopes, mental illness, farming, city versus country, the powerful effect of one’s housing, fragility and strength, adaptation, acceptance and much more. The stories are about both the everyday and the philosophical aspects of life. As always, Atwood has a unique, piercing, yet forgiving style of observation and writing voice.

"Marlena," by Julie Buntin

"Marlena” (Henry Holt, 2017), Julie Buntin’s debut novel, is a real knockout. The main characters are two young girls, Marlene (age 17) and the narrator, Cat (age 15). At the beginning of the story, Cat and her mother and brother have just moved from the city of Pontiac, Michigan, to a very rural area in northern Michigan, a big change for Cat. She meets Marlene, who lives next door, and they become fast friends. But very early in the novel, we find that Marlene dies very soon after Cat meets her. The book’s chapters alternate between the time of their friendship in Michigan and a period twenty years later when Cat is living in New York. In the latter setting, although she has a good job in a library, and a reasonably good marriage, and loves New York, Cat is still haunted by the loss of her friend Marlena, and by guilt about whether she could have done more to save her. The main focuses of the book are an intense and fine-grained depiction of adolescence among those teenagers who are both exuberant and on some level hopeless; an up-close look at the powerful and destructive influence of drugs in rural areas; a portrait of families in trouble; and the ever-present difference that even small variations in social class (degrees of poverty and education, in this case) make. But portrayal of these issues, as important as they are, never detracts from the vivid, realistic portrayal of the central friendship of the novel, and of the way such friendships seem to be the most important thing in the world to young girls. There are also boys, there is also sex, there is also the general fearlessness and recklessness of adolescence, with its pranks and problems and bad decisions. But the friendship, along with the serious drugs that Marlena does (including opioids) and the drinking that Cat does, both as a teenager and as an adult, are always front and center. Both girls have been influenced toward, perhaps doomed to, their addictions by their addicted parents. The difference seems to be that Cat has an extra degree of stability in her family, as well as a little bit more social class stability (not a lot, but enough to make a difference). But will she ever forgive herself for surviving when Marlena did not? For me this book had the added power of its setting in northern Michigan. Although I never experienced the kinds of places and lives these two young women did, and although I led a much more privileged life than they did, I do know that area of Michigan a little, and some of the details about it resonate and ring true. Buntin is a powerful and insightful writer, and I look forward to reading more of her work in the future.

"Life in Code: A Personal History of Technology," by Ellen Ullman

I am not a particularly “techie” person (OK, that is an understatement), but when my friend BE gave me a copy of her friend Ellen Ullman’s new book, “Life in Code: A Personal History of Technology” (Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2017), a collection of essays, I happily embarked on reading it, as I knew Ullman to be a good writer. She was one of the earlier computer programmers and software engineers, starting in 1978, and one of the rare women in those fields back then (and, unfortunately, the situation is not a whole lot better now). Before writing this book, she had already written a memoir, “Close to the Machine,” about her life as a software engineer early on, along with other books and essays about the world of technology. (She also writes fiction.) Her gift in those publications and in this one is to “translate” that world into terms that even those of us not gifted or very knowledgeable in the area, or even particularly interested in the area, can not only understand but also enjoy. The back flap of the current book says her work describes “the social, emotional, and personal effects of technology,” and that pretty much sums it up. I learned so much from this book, and at the same time, admired and savored the wonderful, sometimes even poetic, writing. Ullman helped me expand my knowledge and understanding of the world of technology and the people who develop and work on computers, the Internet, and more. She shows us the delicate balance between the human factors and personalities, on the one hand, and the mechanical/technological factors on the other. The topics she writes about here include the pleasures of being in quiet isolation with the machine and its codes, free to focus utterly on these; the Y2K drama; robots; sexism in the world of programming and technology; social class aspects of who has access to technology, knowledge about technology, and high level technology jobs; technology and education; the benefits of, and problems with, online classes; the dangers of ever-increasing surveillance through technology, and the ensuing erosion of privacy; and the sometimes unfortunate changes that have occurred in her (and my) beloved San Francisco due to the tech revolution. She is always thoughtful and fair-minded, attempting to see and acknowledge all sides of an issue or concern. In a sense, she is a philosopher of technology and the current world, as well as an excellent writer who elucidates the issues in an understandable, relatable, and thought-provoking way.

Sometimes Only Fiction Will Do

I usually have several books going at once. A few days ago, I found that the books on my current, partly-read pile included three nonfiction books and one book of poetry, as well as a book of short stories that was turning out to be something I wasn’t at all enjoying reading. (That last one got taken back to the library only partly read. No sense wasting any more time on it.) The first four books were all interesting and satisfactory, but something was missing. I needed to have at least one novel or short story collection on the pile, one that I was enjoying and looking forward to reading more of. How could I have forgotten that I always have to have fiction easily available, i.e., in my house? (Of course I have novels on my bookshelves, but mostly classics that I have read several times, and I wasn’t in the mood to re-read at this particular time.) I didn’t have time to immediately go to a library or bookstore, but fortuitously I remembered that I had a library book in the trunk of my car that I had put there in case I needed it while waiting somewhere. (My philosophy is to always have something to read wherever I am! Waiting at the doctor's office; waiting in line; having unexpected times between errands.) Hurray! It was a novel that I had already read and enjoyed some time ago, but liked it so much that I wanted to re-read it. I went to the garage, retrieved the book, plunged in, and immediately felt the joy, relief, comfort, and pleasure of being immersed in well-written fiction, and in a world that I wanted to learn more about. The book was “The Flight of the Maidens” (Carroll & Graf, 2000), by the inestimable writer Jane Gardam. I have read most of Gardam’s novels and short stories with great pleasure and admiration (see my posts of 3/8/10; 6/3/12; 6/22/13; and 9/9/14), and every one of them is well worth reading and re-reading. I have read this book before too, but before I started this blog, so I have not posted about it here. It is the evocative story of three young women, friends, from Yorkshire, England during the summer of 1946, before they leave home for college, all on scholarships. Each is figuring out who she is and what she wants. Each has secrets. Each has adventures that summer, going out into the world on her own. The writing is, as Gardam’s always is, of a very, very high quality, and at the same time very approachable and compulsively readable (not that these are incompatible, but perhaps you know what I mean.) If you haven’t discovered Jane Gardam’s fiction yet, please consider checking it out. And, getting back to my main point in this post: in the future I will make sure that I always, always, have some (good!) fiction at hand!

My Favorite Books of 2017

There were some wonderful books published in 2017. Here is my list of the best ones I have read, in my opinion, in the order in which I read them. After each one, I put the date of my blogpost on that book, in case you want to read more about it. 1. “Difficult Women: Stories,” by Roxane Gay (1/24/17). 2. “The Mothers,” by Brit Bennett (1/30/17) (I cheated a little in including this book, which was published in 2016 but which I read in 2017). 3. “Another Brooklyn,” by Jacqueline Woodson (2/5/17) (Like #2, this one was published in 2016 but I read it in 2017). 4. “Anything is Possible: Stories,” by Elizabeth Strout (5/28/17). 5. “Trajectory: Stories,” by Richard Russo (6/3/17). 6. “Bad Dreams: Stories,” by Tessa Hadley (6/5/17). 7. “The Leavers,” by Lisa Ko (12/3/17). 8. “Sing, Unburied, Sing,” by Jesmyn Ward (12/15/17). 9. “The Ninth Hour,” by Alice McDermott (12/19/17). A few notes: 1. Readers of this blog know that I mainly read fiction, and will not be surprised that all of the books I list here are either novels (five books) or short story collections (four books). 2. Eight of these nine books are by authors whose other books I have read and enjoyed and written about on this blog (all but Ko). 3. Eight of the nine books are written by women (all but Russo). (Sorry, male authors, but remember how I studied and read your books almost exclusively for the first 20+ years of my reading life?) (But note that I have always, and will always, read everything and anything written by -- in addition to Russo -- male authors Julian Barnes, Kent Haruf, Alan Hollinghurst, William Maxwell, Stewart O’Nan, V. S. Pritchett, Tom Rachman, Colm Toibin, and William Trevor, among others.) 4. Most of the main characters in these books are also women. 5. The authors, and the main characters, are racially diverse, with (to the best of my knowledge) four African American authors (Gay, Bennett, Woodson, Ward), one Asian American author (Ko), three white American authors (Strout, Russo, McDermott), and one white British author (Hadley). 6. Most of the books focus on family, friends, and relationships -- my favorite topics. 7. Several of the books grapple with issues of gender, race, and social class.