The funeral was yesterday. Afterward, we went to Grandma's apartment and picked out keepsakes by which to remember her. There was so much to go through in that little apartment. It felt weirdly like shopping. We came home with a trunk full of items that we'll cherish.
Grandma was an avid reader. In the old house in Brevard, N.C., there were books everywhere. She had to part with many of them when she moved to Ohio after Grandpa died. She managed to build up decent collection in the eight years since then. We brought home a few volumes to add to our library.
Mrs. Viper chose a set of Louisa May Alcott books and some antique children's books. I found part of a collection of Mark Twain books that will now become my mission to find the missing volumes to complete the set. I also found an old copy of Dante's Divine Comedy. Now, when we read those books, we'll think of Grandma and the rich life she led.
Well, after re-borrowing the Jack London book since my last update, it went back to the library again unfinished. I got through half of White Fang and called it quits. As London considered it a companion story to Call of the Wild, it was not surprising that they felt similar to read. Too similar. I just got bored with it.
Next up was George Saunders' Tenth of December, a collection of short stories released in January. A few years ago, I went through a big phase of reading lots of short stories, and Saunders was always one of those writers I meant to read, but never got around to it. He has an interesting style, which reflects our modern language trends. Some of the stories felt like they were written as text messages or Tweets.
While many of the tales here were satirical, the final, eponymous story involved an ailing man who decided to go off into the woods and freeze to death, but ended up saving a young boy's life instead. It was quite touching. Modernday alienation was a major theme in these stories. If you're into short fiction, give this collection a try. I'll be seeking out more of Saunders' work.
Books in Progress
Now, I'm reading Joyland, the latest by Stephen King. I can count on one hand the number of King books I've read. He's never been an author I really got into, but this short book sounded good. So far, it's not bad. It's due back at the library, and I'm racking up late charges to finish it. It's about a college student who spends his summer working at a carny theme park. Would you be surprised to learn that one of the rides is haunted?
Comic Books Consumed
There are probably a dozen comics waiting for me at my local comic shop. I haven't been able to get out there in a few weeks. The final issues of Batman Inc. and Dial H are among the comics I'm anxious to read. However, I've borrowed a couple trade paperbacks and graphic novels, including a bunch of Superman stories I wanted to read before seeing Man of Steel, which is now gone from the theaters. Oh well. I've been a bad comic book nerd.
Now, it's your turn, teammates. What books have been on your nightstand? Any recommendations? Any poor choices? Let me know in the comments. Cheers!