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Of course, if the way you read the blog is via RSS and I screwed up your subscribed feed, then you’re probably not going to be reading this anyway.


There’s nothing more dangerous than a resourceful idiot.

Dilbert, Oct. 16, 1994

Tuesday Thingers: Book awards

As inspiration/motivation to post a bit more in the book field, I’m going to try a series of regular memes that circulate in the bookblog community. They may not appear each and every week but simply as they strike my fancy.

The first is Tuesday Thingers, a kind of a round robin of Library Thing early reviewers on a different theme or question each week created by The Boston Bibliophile. So here’s this week’s question:

Awards. Do you follow any particular book awards? Do you ever choose books based on awards? What award-winning books do you have? (Off the top of your head only- no need to look this up- it would take all day!) What’s your favorite award-winning book?

The book award I probably follow most closely is the Hugo Award for Best Novel. In fact, quite some time ago I made it a practice to buy a copy of that year’s winner if I did not already have it. While a couple have fallen through the gap, I have all but two or three of the 55 winners thus far.

Other awards I follow but not as closely in SF include the Nebula Award, the Locus Awards, the Sidewise Awards and the Arthur C. Clarke Award. For more mainstream awards, I also at least look at the National Book Critics Circle Award, the National Book Award and, naturally, the Nobel Prize and Pulitzer Prize. In the last year or so, I’ve also started watching the Booker Prize and the Independent Foreign Fiction Prize.

The book awards do occasionally prompt me to read a book. In fact, this year I bought and read Paul Verhaeghen’s Omega Minor simply because it won the 2008 Independent Foreign Fiction Prize. And, as noted in prior posts, I am trying to read some of the books on the Booker Prize shortlist. It is rare, though, that I will read a book simply because it won this or that award. Equally as important is whether summaries of the book generate my interest.

My favorite award-winner to date probably would be Mary Doria Russell’s The Sparrow. It won a number of SF awards in 1997 and 1998 but not the Hugo. It is, of course, a Desert Island Book.


An award does not change the quality of a book.

Chris Van Allsburg, 1986 Caldecott Medal acceptance speech

One reading list shortened

The announcement of the finalists for this year’s Booker Prize shortens one of my reading lists. The 13 books on the longlist have been cut to six:

The White Tiger, Aravind Adiga
The Secret Scripture, Sebastian Barry
Sea of Poppies, Amitav Ghosh
The Clothes on Their Backs, Linda Grant
The Northern Clemency, Philip Hensher
A Fraction of the Whole, Steve Toltz

I truly enjoyed The Secret Scripture but know I’m not going to get them all read before the winner is announced October 14. While the local library has two of the books, two others aren’t yet available in the U.S. And one the library does have is 500+ pages so it is likely other commitments will keep me from it right now.


It may be the first in what I trust will be a rapidly growing and influential genre—the novel designed on purpose to be excluded from the Booker short-list.

Angela Carter, 1990 book review

Five years ago today

Yes, it was five years and more than 1,200 posts ago that the first post appeared on this blog. A lot has changed in that time, some for the good (from a blog perspective) and perhaps more from the bad (nationally).

When this blog started, it was pretty much all politics all the time. There’s a certain part of me that wants to scream “I told you so!” but even with close to 80 percent of the people recognizing the country has been on the wrong track, it’s largely the same old same old. It took about a year and a half for me to realize I wanted this blog to head in a different direction. And some of what led me to that conclusion remains today in both the general political atmosphere as well as the SD blogosphere.

No doubt the lack of politics impacts how much traffic this blog gets. But I don’t really care. It’s not like the internet needs more blog cacophony when the bottom line is that “change” — this year’s political buzzword — ain’t really gonna happen. I would much rather post and talk about things that enrich our lives.

So aside from occasional comments here and there (just four posts this year in the “Politics” category), this blog will continue to focus on books and other things I love. From my perspective, that is worth celebrating on a fifth anniversary.


If you can get people just to think about earning and spending, earning and spending, then they are less likely to want to think for themselves.

Rob Gifford, China Road

What about “The New Classics”?

The recent post about books I wished I’d read reminded me of something that gained a bit of attention during the summer. As you may have heard, Entertainment Weekly came up with The EW 1000, a list of the “1000 best movies, TV shows, albums, books, and more of the past 25 years.” I have no clue how it determined the rankings of what it terms “The New Classics” but the top 100 books are interesting. I’m only going to look at the top 50 but suffice it to say that the second 50 also reflect the good and the bad of the entire poll.

As you might expect from a magazine that unabashedly focuses on American pop culture, some picks seem ludicrous, such as ranking Jon Krakauer’s Into Thin Air at No. 11 but Gilead at No. 85. There also seems to be an inordinate number of books that became movies. Still, The Da Vinci Code ended up in the bottom five and often underappreciated works like The Cloud Atlas and Random Family (a look inside a family’s life in a Bronx ghetto) actually made the list.

Here’s the top 50 with the ones I’ve read boldfaced and comments on them and a few others:

1. The Road, Cormac McCarthy (2006) McCarthy makes post-apocalyptic lit (a/k/a SciFi) mainstream and popular. While quite good, I think it’s a bit early to deem it the best book of the last 25 years.

2. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, J.K. Rowling (2000) This is the last of the Harry Potter series I read. I still am somewhat offended it won the Hugo Award for Best Novel.

3. Beloved, Toni Morrison (1987)

4. The Liars’ Club, Mary Karr (1995)

5. American Pastoral, Philip Roth (1997)

6. Mystic River, Dennis Lehane (2001) Saw and loved the film.

7. Maus, Art Spiegelman (1986/1991) The work probably most responsible for the increased popularity and acceptance of adult graphic novels.

8. Selected Stories, Alice Munro (1996)

9. Cold Mountain, Charles Frazier (1997)

10. The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, Haruki Murakami (1997)

11. Into Thin Air, Jon Krakauer (1997) As usual, Krakauer tells a true story in excellent fashion. But to call this the 11th best book of the last 25 years is unjustified.

12. Blindness, José Saramago (1998) Almost prototypical Saramago (and now being made into a film).

13. Watchmen, Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons (1986-87)

14. Black Water, Joyce Carol Oates (1992)

15. A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius, Dave Eggers (2000) Although I know some people loved it, I found it overhyped.

16. The Handmaid’s Tale, Margaret Atwood (1986) This is a highly deserving entry that remains timely and relevant today even if it is — dare I say it — SciFi.

17. Love in the Time of Cholera, Gabriel García Márquez (1988) Started it once and didn’t make it very far.

18. Rabbit at Rest, John Updike (1990)

19. On Beauty, Zadie Smith (2005)

20. Bridget Jones’s Diary, Helen Fielding (1998)

21. On Writing, Stephen King (2000) Come on now.

22. The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao, Junot Díaz (2007) Interesting and somewhat innovative but I didn’t find it quite as praiseworthy as others, such as the Pulitzer Prize committee.

23. The Ghost Road, Pat Barker (1996)

24. Lonesome Dove, Larry McMurtry (1985)

25. The Joy Luck Club, Amy Tan (1989)

26. Neuromancer, William Gibson (1984) Maybe the fact this is an Entertainment Weekly list is why a number of SciFi works are on it. Given this book’s impact on cyberpunk, this belongs on the list although perhaps not this high.

27. Possession, A.S. Byatt (1990)

28. Naked, David Sedaris (1997)

29. Bel Canto, Anne Patchett (2001)

30. Case Histories, Kate Atkinson (2004)

31. The Things They Carried, Tim O’Brien (1990) What can I say? It’s one of my Desert Island Books.

32. Parting the Waters, Taylor Branch (1988)

33. The Year of Magical Thinking, Joan Didion (2005) This insightful exploration of grief was one of the best books of 2005.

34. The Lovely Bones, Alice Sebold (2002)

35. The Line of Beauty, Alan Hollinghurst (2004)

36. Angela’s Ashes, Frank McCourt (1996) Another one of those books that made me wonder what the fuss was about.

37. Persepolis, Marjane Satrapi (2003) A recent reflection of the impact of Maus on American literature.

38. Birds of America, Lorrie Moore (1998)

39. Interpreter of Maladies, Jhumpa Lahiri (2000)

40. His Dark Materials, Philip Pullman (1995-2000)

41. The House on Mango Street, Sandra Cisneros (1984)

42. LaBrava, Elmore Leonard (1983)

43. Borrowed Time, Paul Monette (1988)

44. Praying for Sheetrock, Melissa Fay Greene (1991)

45. Eva Luna, Isabel Allende (1988)

46. Sandman, Neil Gaiman (1988-1996) If you had any doubt about the growth of graphic novels, this is the third in the top 50.

47. World’s Fair, E.L. Doctorow (1985)

48. The Poisonwood Bible, Barbara Kingsolver (1998)

49. Clockers, Richard Price (1992)

50. The Corrections, Jonathan Franzen (2001) I hate to admit I was dissuaded from this book by the heavy (and seemingly somewhat artificial) pre-publication buzz and its length.

So, 13 out of 50 (and 12 out of the next 50). Not sure if that says I’m also an illiterati when it comes to “new classics” or just not too into pop culture.


You forget what you want to remember, and you remember what you want to forget.

The Road, Cormac McCarthy