Bisy backsun

Sorry I have been absent for so long – the final days of dissertation shall be blamed. It’s due in tomorrow, and is all complete! Comes in at 10,998 words – so a couple to spare, having been dragged in from over 14,200. I always write too much… except, it seems, on this blog…

Today was very exciting for different reasons – I got baptised, at Oxford Community Church. I was able to give my testimony to the church, talking about deciding to follow Jesus and my life with Him. Terrifying to speak in front of everyone, but definitely worth it. A tiring few days…

But I will be back soon (or backsun, as Christopher Robin might say) with lots of different books recently read. Watch this space.

Year Two: The Sketches

Newcomers to Stuck-in-a-Book could be forgiven for not knowing that I like to add sketches to posts, since they’ve been so infrequent of late. When I started blogging it was one of the little things I thought would be fun, and might make my blog stand out – but somehow it require more inspiration than writing, and I’m a bit lazy… I will try to do better!

All the sketches from the first year of my blog are under Year One: The Sketches (in the left column… if you’re using Internet Explorer you’ll find that somewhere at the bottom of the screen…) – and this is all the sketches from the second year of blogging. Most of ’em don’t make sense out of context, but if you click on any of them, they should take you to the post in question.






















100 Best Characters Since 1900

I like to keep up to date, and so I’m bringing you a top 100 list from… erm… March 2002. This will either be new to you, or a pleasant memory. Book magazine (never heard of it, have they since gone defunct?) created a list of the 100 best characters in fiction since 1900. And what a bizarre list it is. I’ve copied it down below.

Three of my least favourite characters get into the top five – Jay Gatsby, Holden Caulfield and Leopold Bloom. Actually I find Gatsby overrated rather than bad, but Ulysses and The Catcher in the Rye, whatever their merits may be, featured two of the most irritating characters I’ve ever come across. So I’m not in full accord with the list, as you may imagine. Some great choices on there, though – I was especially pleased to see 71 (Mary from Shirley Jackson’s We Have Always Lived in the Castle) and 96 (Eeyore).

This, of course, got me thinking who’d feature in my favourite fictional characters since 1900. A hundred is a bit daunting, so I’ve gone for a top ten. Please join me in making your top ten – or, if you’re feeling ambitious, a hundred.

My top ten (which would probably change everyday):

1. Miss Hargreaves – Miss Hargreaves by Frank Baker (anybody remotely surprised?)
2. Eeyore – Winnie the Pooh by AA Milne
3. The Provincial Lady – Diary of a Provincial Lady by EM Delafield
4. Aunt Ada Doom – Cold Comfort Farm by Stella Gibbons
5. Emmeline ‘Lucia’ Lucas – Mapp and Lucia by EF Benson
6. The Second Mrs. de Winter – Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier
7. William Brown – The William books by Richmal Crompton
8. Mrs. Dalloway – Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf
9. Cassandra Mortmain – I Capture The Castle by Dodie Smith
10. Angel Deverell – Angel by Elizabeth Taylor

Their Top 100:

1 – Jay Gatsby, The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald, 1925
2 – Holden Caulfield, The Catcher in the Rye, J.D. Salinger, 1951
3 – Humbert Humbert, Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov, 1955
4 – Leopold Bloom, Ulysses, James Joyce, 1922
5 – Rabbit Angstrom, Rabbit, Run, John Updike, 1960
6 – Sherlock Holmes, The Hound of the Baskervilles, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, 1902
7 – Atticus Finch, To Kill A Mockingbird, Harper Lee, 1960
8 – Molly Bloom, Ulysses, James Joyce, 1922
9 – Stephen Dedalus, Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, James Joyce, 1916
10 – Lily Bart, The House of Mirth, Edith Wharton, 1905
11- Holly Golightly, Breakfast at Tiffany’s, Truman Capote, 1958
12 – Gregor Samsa, The Metamorphosis, Franz Kafka, 1915
13 – The Invisible Man, Invisible Man, Ralph Ellison, 1952
14 – Lolita, Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov, 1955
15 – Aureliano Buendia, One Hundred Years of Solitude, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, 1967
16 – Clarissa Dalloway, Mrs. Dalloway, Virginia Woolf, 1925
17 – Ignatius Reilly, A Confederacy of Dunces, John Kennedy Toole, 1980
18 – George Smiley, Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy, John LeCarre, 1974
19 – Mrs. Ramsay, To the Lighthouse, Virginia Woolf, 1927
20 – Bigger Thomas, Native Son, Richard Wright, 1940
21 – Nick Adams, In Our Time, Ernest Hemingway, 1925
22 – Yossarian, Catch-22, Joseph Heller, 1961
23 – Scarlett O’Hara, Gone With the Wind, Margaret Mitchell, 1936
24 – Scout Finch, To Kill A Mockingbird, Harper Lee, 1960
25 – Philip Marlowe, The Big Sleep, Raymond Chandler, 1939
26 – Kurtz, Heart of Darkness, Joseph Conrad, 1902
27 – Stevens, The Remains of the Day, Kazuo Ishiguro, 1989
28 – Cosimo Piovasco di Rondo, The Baron in the Trees, Italo Calvino, 1957
29 -Winnie the Pooh, Winnie the Pooh, A.A. Milne, 1926
30 – Oskar Matzerath, The Tin Drum, Gunter Grass, 1959
31 – Hazel Motes, Wise Blood, Flannery O’Connor, 1952
32 – Alex Portnoy, Portnoy’s Complaint, Philip Roth, 1969
33 – Binx Bolling, The Moviegoer, Walker Percy, 1961
34 – Sebastian Flyte, Brideshead Revisited, Evelyn Waugh, 1945
35 – Jeeves, My Man Jeeves, P.G. Wodehouse, 1919
36 – Eugene Henderson, Henderson the Rain King, Saul Bellow, 1959
37 – Marcel, Remembrance of Things Past, Marcel Proust, 1913-1927
38 – Toad, The Wind in the Willows, Kenneth Grahame, 1908
39 – The Cat in the Hat, Dr. Seuss, 1955
40 – Peter Pan, The Little White Bird, J.M. Barrie, 1902
41 – Augustus McCrae, Lonesome Dove, Larry McMurtry, 1985
42 – Sam Spade, The Maltese Falcon, Dashiell Hammett, 1930
43 – Judge Holden, Blood Meridian, Cormac McCarthy, 1985
44 – Willie Stark, All the King’s Men, Robert Penn Warren, 1946
45 – Stephen Maturin, Master and Commander, Patrick O’Brian, 1969
46 – The Little Prince, Antoine de Saint-Exupery, 1943
47 – Santiago, The Old Man and the Sea, Ernest Hemingway, 1952
48 – Jean Brodie, The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie, Muriel Spark, 1961
49 – The Whiskey Priest, The Power and the Glory, Graham Greene, 1940
50 – Neddy Merrill, The Swimmer, John Cheever, 1964
51 – Sula Peace, Sula, Toni Morrison, 1973
52 – Meursault, The Stranger, Albert Camus, 1942
53 – Jake Barnes, The Sun Also Rises, Ernest Hemingway, 1926
54 – Phoebe Caulfield, The Catcher in the Rye, J.D. Salinger, 1951
55 – Janie Crawford, Their Eyes Were Watching God, Zora Neale Hurston, 1937
56 – Antonia Shimerda, My Antonia, Willa Cather, 1918
57 – Grendel, Grendel, John Gardner, 1971
58 – Gulley Jimson, The Horse’s Mouth, Joyce Cary, 1944
59 – Big Brother, 1984, George Orwell, 1949
60 – Tom Ripley, The Talented Mr. Ripley, Patricia Highsmith, 1955
61 – Seymour Glass, Nine Stories, J.D. Salinger, 1953
62 – Dean Moriarty, On the Road, Jack Kerouac, 1957
63 – Charlotte, Charlotte’s Web, E.B. White, 1952
64 – T.S. Garp, The World According to Garp, John Irving, 1978
65 – Nick and Nora Charles, The Thin Man, Dashiell Hammett, 1934
66 – James Bond, Casino Royale, Ian Fleming, 1953
67 – Mr. Bridge, Mrs. Bridge, Evan S. Connell, 1959
68 – Geoffrey Firmin, Under the Volcano, Malcolm Lowry, 1947
69 – Benjy, The Sound and the Fury, William Faulkner, 1929
70 – Charles Kinbote, Pale Fire, Vladimir Nabokov, 1962
71 – Mary Katherine Blackwood, We Have Always Lived in the Castle, Shirley Jackson, 1962
72 – Charles Ryder, Brideshead Revisited, Evelyn Waugh, 1945
73 – Claudine, Claudine at School, Colette, 1900
74 – Florentino Ariza, Love in the Time of Cholera, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, 1985
75 – George Follansbee Babbitt, Babbitt, Sinclair Lewis, 1922
76 – Christopher Tietjens, Parade’s End, Ford Madox Ford, 1924-28
77 – Frankie Addams, The Member of the Wedding, Carson McCullers, 1946
78 – The Dog of Tears, Blindness, Jose Saramago, 1995
79 – Tarzan, Tarzan of the Apes, Edgar Rice Burroughs, 1914
80 – Nathan Zuckerman, My Life As a Man, Philip Roth, 1979
81 – Arthur “Boo” Radley, To Kill A Mockingbird, Harper Lee, 1960
82 – Henry Chinaski, Post Office, Charles Bukowski, 1971
83 – Joseph K. The Trial, Franz Kafka, 1925
84 – Yuri Zhivago, Dr. Zhivago, Boris Pasternak, 1957
85 – Harry Potter, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone, J.K. Rowling, 1998
86 – Hana, The English Patient, Michael Ondaatje, 1992
87 – Margaret Schlegel, Howards End, E.M. Forster, 1910
88 – Jim Dixon, Lucky Jim, Kingsley Amis, 1954
89 – Maurice Bendrix, The End of the Affair, Graham Greene, 1951
90 – Lennie Small, Of Mice and Men, John Steinbeck, 1937
91 – Mr. Biswas, A House for Mr. Biswas, V.S. Naipaul, 1961
92 – Alden Pyle, The Quiet American, Graham Greene, 1955
93 – Kimball “Kim” O’Hara, Kim, Rudyard Kipling, 1901
94 – Newland Archer, The Age of Innocence, Edith Wharton, 1920
95 – Clyde Griffiths, An American Tragedy, Theodore Dreiser, 1925
96 – Eeyore, Winnie the Pooh, A.A. Milne, 1926
97 – Quentin Compson, The Sound and the Fury, William Faulkner, 1929
98 – Charlie Marlow, Heart of Darkness, Joseph Conrad, 1902
99 – Celie, The Color Purple, Alice Walker, 1982
100 – Augie March, The Adventures of Augie March, Saul Bellow 1953

The Persephone Post

Another brief blog entry, to point you in the direction of another blog. Quite a new one, though not an unfamiliar source – Persephone Books have started The Persephone Post. The form the blog takes is a picture – painting, photograph, reproduction – and a small explanation. Quite diverse, they’ve already included a vintage poster, some chairs and a Morris Traveller, somehow it’s cohesive in the Persephone spirit. Go, enjoy.

 

 

Take Your Book Group To Guernsey

I very nearly kept this exciting competition all to myself…

Only kidding. But, if the competition to win the Bloomsbury Group books (now closed) weren’t enough, Bloomsbury are also offering a chance to head off to Guernsey, in celebration of The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society. Was it really a whole year ago this wonderful book entered my life? More here on what I thought of the novel, and the information from the Bloomsbury newsletter is below.


Enter our competition for your chance to take your book group to Guernsey. One winner will be selected to travel to Guernsey with five friends from Friday October 2nd to Monday October 5th, 2009. Activities will include a joint book discussion with a US book group, an island tour, and more. There is one Grand Prize and ten First Prizes. The Grand Prize consists of A 4-day/3-night trip for six people (including the Grand Prize Winner) to Guernsey. Ten First Prizes: One copy of The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society will be awarded to each of ten first prize winners. For full details of how to enter and for terms and conditions, visit our website.

Persephone Book Group

And I am now back from my first ever Persephone Book Group! I do hope it’s the first of many, because the people were lovely, the discussion was fun, and meeting Persephone fans new or old is always a delight. I *am* a little worried that my Persephone obsession was a little too forthright… will have to temper my “Oo! Oo! I know that one!” for next time…

We discussed Flush by Virginia Woolf, which I read a few years ago and re-read last week. It’s all about Elizabeth Barrett and her courtship with Robert Browning, from the perspective of their dog Flush. I think it’s a brilliant book – mostly because it so successfully presents a new angle, a new way of perceiving things. Lots on smell especially – I liked this, on Flush’s astonishment that Mr. Barrett cannot tell Mr. Browning has been there:

‘Don’t you know,’ Flush marvelled, ‘who’s been sitting in that chair? Can’t you smell him?’ For to Flush the whole room still reeked of Mr. Browning’s presence. The air dashed past the bookcase, and eddied and curled round the heads of the five pale busts. But the heavy man sat by his daughter in entire self-absorption. He noticed nothing. He suspected nothing. Aghast at his obtuseness, Flush slipped past him out of the room.’

Critics haven’t always been enamoured by the novel, perhaps because the initial concept sounds a trifle silly. But in Woolf’s very able hands this is a clever, funny and very well observed book. I almost never get bothered about depictions of places in novels, but from the entirely new angle of a dog, I found descriptions of London and Italy fascinating.

The book group seemed, on the whole, to like the book a lot. Most of us didn’t know much about Elizabeth Barrett Browning before we started, but didn’t think that made much of a difference. Woolf’s slightly odd views on class were discussed, but so too her liveliness and breaking free from Victorianism. Whilst I love Flush, I don’t think it’s the most representative of Persephone’s books, and I’d be intrigued to see what the views are on other titles. Next time is Joanna Canaan’s Princes In The Land, and after that Rachel Ferguson’s Alas, Poor Lady. I’ve not read either of them, and sadly I’m going to miss the next one, but looking forward to July and Alas, Poor Lady.

If anybody from the book group is dropping in (since I shamelessly advertised this blog) please do say hello! I look forward to seeing you again.

Flushed


Just to warn you, over the next couple of weeks my blog posts may be a little short and sporadic, as my dissertation is due in on 15th June!

And very brief tonight… tomorrow I’m off to my first Persephone book group in Oxford, where we’ll be discussing Flush by Virginia Woolf, which actually tied in nicely as a peripheral book to my dissertation. I’ll hopefully write about my thoughts tomorrow, and the thoughts of the group, but why not gather some opinions here first?

Anybody read this pseudo-biography of Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s dog? And what did you think? Better or worse than Woolf’s other books – and how is it different?

Reading Wrecks

You guys might remember that I love, honour, and obey the wonderful Cake Wrecks website. To quote the tagline, it’s where professional cakes go horribly, hilariously wrong. What’s not to like?

But Jen, who writes the blogs, also appreciates really good cake decorating. So every Sunday she shows cakes that are excellent – probably aided by those each week which make you want to cry, they’re so bad.

This Sunday it was book-themed. ‘Book’ seems to be synonymous with ‘children’s book’, but that’s fair enough, as sadly adults get fewer themed-cakes than children do. Though I’ve had Mr. Men cakes more since I turned 18 than before.

Basically, go and have a look at them.

 

Awww. I want a birthday cake. Right now. With a Miss Hargreaves theme.
(N.B. my birthday is only, err, five months away… so I deserve a cake, right?)

Enjoy! Hope the weather is as sunny where you are as it is in Oxford. And hope you aren’t going mad, like me, over the dissertation that never ends… (only two weeks left, then fun, frolic[k]ing, and a road trip to Devon!)

Say Please

I’ve recently finished one of the funniest books I’ve read this year. I bought Say Please by Virginia Graham because (a)it was a nice old hardback, (b)Virginia Graham is both a Persephone author, and co-author of the wonderful letters to and from Joyce Grenfell, (c) I read the Foreword. Which I will now quote in full:

‘This is a book on Etiquette for Ladies, neither of which or whom now exists, as everybody knows; so the whole thing, both from my point of view and from yours, is the most shocking waste of time, and I have really no idea how it happened. The only thing that can be said for it is that it will not help you in the least to be a lady, which is all to the good as I believe it is not a desirable status, but it may make you laugh, which is always nice, even if this, also, is a waste of time. It may, of course, do nothing of the kind, which will be an enormous pity.’

Thus set up, how could I resist? Published in 1949, Say Please is a tongue-very-much-in-cheek guide to everything from leading committees (‘A very good Chairman never lets anybody speak at all but assumes with perfect confidence and with a perfect disregard for the truth that everybody is in agreement’) to dealing with an ill relative (‘any information he cares to give must be regarded as puerile… If a patient insists on being spoken to, then he must be addressed in the third person as though he were a baby.’)

This book, though obviously not meant to be an accurate reflection of everyday life, does still give a snapshot of the obstacles faced by the 1940s woman. Still sections on huntin’ shootin’ fishin’, and servants – but also how to deal with rationing and post-War discussions. Not forgetting the Tennis Party, present in so many books of the early twentieth century, now a thing of the past. The section on Tennis included an epigraph from Harry Graham (her father): “She also served but mostly stood and waited”. A-ha-ha-haaa, if you’ve read your Milton.

A pseudo-etiquette guide may not seem immediately your cup of tea, but any fans of The Diary of a Provincial Lady are advised to get a copy of Say Please: the humour is often quite similar. There are quite a few cheapish (£2-3) secondhand copies on Amazon and abebooks, and doubtless elsewhere. A few editions appear to have been printed in the late ’40s and early ’50s, but nothing since… it seems to linger on only in collections of sporting quips. Say Please could be a good candidate for a reprint, only which market would it fall into?

One of the funniest books I’ve read this year, and might well make my top ten of 2009… I’ll leave you with a quotation from the section on Invitations.

After reaching a certain age it is legitimate to throw etiquette to the winds and be frank. In society, and indeed out of it, frankness is considered very bad-mannered, and that is why one has to be of a certain age before one attempts so drastic a measure. (How certain the age is can only be ascertained when one reaches it.) Then, in a voice nicely balanced between self-depreciation and arrogance, one can say: “No, Jane! It is sweet of you, but you know how stupid I am? I simply loathe the country in the winter and nothing in God’s earth will make me come to Norfolk in November! I’m sorry, darling. I love you, but NO”. This type of remark, firm but loving, resolute but begging sympathy is unfortunately dreadfully wounding, but on reaching that certain age (curse the thing) one prefers, alas, to wound rather than go to Norfolk.

Remember that to get a name for not going out eventually means you will not be asked out. This is rather a bore, for the whole charm of life lies in being asked everywhere and going nowhere. When you are a very old lady living in one tiny room with only one tiny frayed aspidistra for company, you may wish you had gone to Norfolk after all and kept up with dear Jane, who is still being photographed blowing, with her last remaining breaths, down a hunting horn at local Hunt Balls.

A Pinch of Salt


I spotted on Juxtabook the other day a viral campaign which has been gaining quite a lot of momentum.

Salt Publishing are an independent publisher of poetry (and, I believe, some short stories). Long-term Stuck-in-a-Book readers will know that I’m not much of a poetry buff, but I certainly support the publication of it for those who are, and always happy to be proved wrong with something special. In this economic climate, however, and with funding coming to an end, Salt are facing some difficulties.

And so they’ve started a campaign. The whole thing is below, but essentially it’s Just One Book. Buy just one book from them, and they might well stay afloat. (Check out the WWF-inspired video they’ve done for it) The campaign has been incredibly successful – in the first four days they got six weeks’ worth of sales. But they’re not out of the woods yet. I encourage you to go along to Salt’s website and choose Just One Book. And, when you do, let me know which poetry volume might convert me…

The statement from Salt:

As many of you will know, Jen and I have been struggling to keep Salt moving since June last year when the economic downturn began to affect our press. Our three year funding ends this year: we’ve £4,000 due from Arts Council England in a final payment, but cannot apply through Grants for the Arts for further funding for Salt’s operations. Spring sales were down nearly 80% on the previous year, and despite April’s much improved trading, the past twelve months has left us with a budget deficit of over £55,000. It’s proving to be a very big hole and we’re having to take some drastic measures to save our business.

Here’s how you can help us to save Salt and all our work with hundreds of authors around the world.

JUST ONE BOOK

1. Please buy just one book, right now. We don’t mind from where, you can buy it from us or from Amazon, your local shop or megastore, online or offline. If you buy just one book now, you’ll help to save Salt. Timing is absolutely everything here. We need cash now to stay afloat. If you love literature, help keep it alive. All it takes is just one book sale. Go to our online store and help us keep going.

2. Share this note on your profile. Tell your friends. If we can spread the word about our cash crisis, we can hopefully find more sales and save our literary publishing. Remember it’s just one book, that’s all it takes to save us. Please do it now.

With my best wishes to everyone
Chris
Director
Salt Publishing
http://www.saltpublishing.com