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Look out for reviewers who dislike owls

Essays about book reviewing, particularly those by authors, intrigue me. Certainly, the views Charles Baxter expresses in Owl Criticism are worthy of note.

Lots of people will agree with him that many Amazon reviews, such as those that dismiss Anna Karenina or Madame Bovary simply as boring, “serve no purpose at all.” Yet when he recognizes in the next sentence that they do serve a purpose, he may raise some hackles, particularly among online book reviewers and book bloggers. The Amazon reviews he criticizes just “establish that in an Age of the Imperial Self, any one person’s opinion is equal to everybody else’s, and the mice can review the cat, if they want to.” It is, though, one of a couple awfully broad strokes regarding a valid concern.

The title of Baxter’s essay comes from his contention that too many reviews are the equivalent of saying, “This book has an owl in it, and I don’t like owls.” To him, a review must “take the trouble of telling us where a poem or a novel or a book of stories fits into our cultural life, and then has to tell us how its content is located in its form. If it doesn’t do either, it’s not a good review.” Certainly, Baxter’s bottom line assertion that some level of understanding is essential for a good review is well-taken. Conclusory statements alone aren’t a review but, again, the breadth of Baxter’s assertion may prove too much.

As Mark Athitakis points out, “The ‘formal properties’ of a book are important, but those aren’t the only aspects of it worth reviewing.” Particularly with literary fiction, it can be important to place a work in context, whether culturally or in terms of the author’s other work. At bottom, though, reading is a personal experience. If our assessments of what we read don’t reflect how a work affects us, then we tend toward the pedantic. As long as a reviewer explains why, I don’t see anything wrong with calling a work “boring” or “stunning,” another term Baxter disdains.

To be fair, Baxter’s essay should also be placed in context. He says passion is important to a good review. And his comments were originally part of a panel presentation on “Criticism in the Age of Book Blogs and Amazon.com.” Moreover, that panel was presented at the 2011 conference for The Association of Writers and Writing Programs. The latter, of course, includes programs that actually award degrees, including masters and doctorates, in creative writing. Speaking as an self-acknowledged illiterati, I often fear MFAs spend a bit too much time pondering esoterica.

That said, Baxter does have has some legitimate points. A critic really should put their criticism in context and explain their reasoning instead of resorting to hyperbole. In that regard, I certainly hope I “review” more than I hoot. Yet even the hoots of an unwise owl may have some validity when considered in the context and universe of other sounds.


Honest criticism means nothing: what one wants is unrestrained passion, fire for fire.

Henry Miller, Sexus

March Bibliolust

The fact my spots on the various library reserve lists seem to be moving slowly not only contributes to few Bibliolust reads the last month but also, I think, to a short list this month. Between the Bibliolust books I’m still waiting on and a glance at the release dates on my books to review spreadsheet, my cyber TBR list would be quickly expanding.

And, as often seems to be the case, no doubt it will pour. I’m currently first on the list for three books and second for three others. Undoubtedly, I will be getting plenty of notifications of reserved books being available about the same time I receive review copies of books not on the list, leaving me with insufficient time to read the Bibliolust listers. Of course, if I had time to read every book I wanted I would have to plan on living for a very, very, very, very long time.

Brave New Worlds: Dystopian Stories, John Joseph Adams (ed.) — Given my seemingly lifelong interest in dystopian lit, it only took a mention on another blog for this collection of short stories to end up prominently on my radar.

Henry’s Demons: Living with Schizophrenia, A Father and Son’s Story, Patrick Cockburn and Henry Cockburn — Showing the apparent randomness of library reserve lists, this book was available just a couple days after it made this list, meaning that even though I recently completed it, it still appears on the list.

The Panic Virus: A True Story of Medicine, Science, and Fear, Seth Mnookin — The anti-vaccination movement has always baffled me, particularly given the bogus science on which it was based to begin with. Thus, this exploration of how it happened and some favorable reviews led to me adding it to my library reserve list.

A Widow’s Story: A Memoirbib, Joyce Carol Oates — Joan Didion’s The Year of Magical Thinking was one of my favorite books of 2005. Thus, I, like undoubtedly many others, raised a skeptical eyebrow on hearing that Joyce Carol Oates was releasing a memoir about her life after the death of her husband. Reviews more favorable than anticipated led me to reserve the book at the library, although I probably still will be approaching it somewhat warily.

Report Card:

Year to Date (January-February 2011)

Total Bibliolust books: 11

Number read: 4 (36.4%)

Started but did not finish: 1 (9%)

Cumulative (September 2008-February 2011)

Total Bibliolust books: 161

Number read: 117 (72.7%)

Started but did not finish: 10 (6%)

While we are reading, we are all Don Quixote.

Mason Cooley, City Aphorisms, Eleventh Selection

Weekend Edition: 2-26

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I did not know I was in my prime until afterwards

Mason Cooley, City Aphorisms, Eleventh Selection

Lacking inspiration — or creativity

I blame it on February. For as short as it is, it still reminds you not only that it’s winter but that spring just might be out there. Case in point is that when I went to the state capitol last week, it had a record high temp (61). Sunday, it set a record for snowfall on that date (11.8 inches).

Of course, none of that really explains the torpor that has permeated this blog, and me, this month. Other than two book reviews, the posts have largely been linkage. I don’t know if I simply lack inspiration or have lost any creativity. In fact, I’ve even spent a few evenings and weekend days staring at streamed TV series and an occasional movie from Netflix rather than picking up a book.

Let’s just say inspiration is too hard to find this time of year — and assume that as the layer of ice we got melts, inspiration may again reveal itself.


If the desire to write is not accompanied by actual writing then the desire is not to write.

Hugh Prather, Notes to Myself

Weekend Edition: 2-19

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  • How big a national laughingstock is South Dakota with legislation to require everyone 21 and older to own a gun, arguably authorizing killing physicians who perform abortions and outlawing surrogacy? An email from my daughter attending the University of Massachusetts this week: “I told somebody I was from North Dakota yesterday to avoid the straight up embarrassment.” Things are scraping the bottom of the barrel to cause someone from South Dakota to claim they’re from their neighbor to the north.

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  • Straddling a Fault Line (“I want joy. I want a career. I want normal. I want to understand. I want you to understand. I want you to fix me. I want a pill. I don’t want a pill. I want help. I don’t want help. I don’t want to go to a psychiatrist. I want to see a psychiatrist every day. I want death. I want life. I want to stop wanting. I don’t want to talk about this anymore.”)

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A point of view can be a dangerous luxury when substituted for insight and understanding.

Marshall McLuhan, The Gutenberg Galaxy