"Never trust anyone who has not brought a book with them."
--Lemony Snickett
“Reading!”
those busy zip-zipping multi-taskers cry superciliously, “who has
the time these days anyway?” And to be fair, I find the pleasure of
reading more often a luxury than a responsibility. But it is not just
in a human being's prerogative to challenge himself with reading, it
is in our collective social interest. Through reading not only do we
acquire smarts but we also become a better, more
compassionate, empathetic species. There is a historical argument
gaining momentum which suggests that the rise of the novel and the
belief in the universal rights of man could very well be
interconnected.
Here are the books I read in 2013 in
sequential order. They are marked with their year of publication.
Those with a * details a second (or multiple read) and those with a
<> designate a book read while traveling.
- High-Rise by J.G.
Ballard (1975)
- East West by Salmon
Rushdie (1994)
- The Birdman and the Lap Dancer
by Eric Hansen (2004)
- Appointment in Samarra by
John O'Hara (1934) *
- Karma Cola by Gita
Mehta (1979) * <>
- Maximum City by
Suketu Mehta (2004) <>
- Delhi: a Novel by
Khushwant Singh (1990) <>
- Kubla Khan: The Mongol King Who Remade China
by John Man (2006) <>
- A River Sutra by Gita
Mehta (1993) <>
- Bill Contino's Blues
by James Ellroy (1994) <>
- The Death of the Heart by
Elizabeth Bowen (1938)
- The Painted Bird by
Jerzy Kosinski (1965)
- The Boy with the Thorn in His Side
by Keith Fleming (2000)
- The Road to Wellville by
TC Boyle (1993)
- Quiet Days in Clichy
by Henry Miller (1956) *
- The White Nile by
Alan Moorehead *(1960)
- Howard's End by E. M.
Forster (1910)
- Loving by Henry Green
(1945)
- 1984 by George Orwell
(1948) *
- The Great Gatsby by
F. Scott Fitzgerald (1925) *
- Brief Encounters with Che Guevara by
Ben Fountain (2007) *
- Welcome to the Monkeyhouse by
Kurt Vonnegut (1970)
- Hip: a History by
John Leland (2004) <>
- In the Miso Soup by
Ryu Murakami (1997) * <>
- The Ministry of Special Cases
by Nathan Englander (2007) <>
- Death in Venice by
Thomas Mann (1912) * <>
- The Remains of the Day
by Kazuo Ishiguro (1988) <>
- What We Talk about When We Talk about Anne Frank
by Nathan Englander (2012) <>
- Double Indemnity by
James Cain (1935) <>
- Imperial Bedrooms by
Bret Easton Ellis (2010) <>
- The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao by
Junot Diaz (2007) <>
- The Reader by Bernard
Schlink (1995) <>
- The Art of Travel by
Alain de Bottom (2002) <>
- Motoring with Mohammed
by Eric Hanson (1991)
- Cultural Amnesia by
Clive James (2007)
- The Assault by Harry
Mulisch (1982)
- The Wapshot Chronicle
by John Cheever (1957)
- The Sheltering Sky by
Paul Bowles (1949) * <>
- Under the Net by Iris
Murdoch (1954) <>
- Looking Backward by
Edward Bellamy (1887)
- The Spice Trade by
John Keay (2005) *
- The Magic of Blood by
Dagoberto Gilb (1993)
- Decline and Fall by Evelyn Waugh (1928)
All in all I managed to read 43 books this year (last year I'd read 42-- it seems that thus my pace is one book every nine days or so). 25 of the books were novels, 7 were short story collections, and 11 were books of nonfiction, including memoir, history or travel narrative. Also 11 of the books were rereads, and 19 were read "traveling," which included a stint at my mother's for three weeks with all the time in the world. The oldest book read was Edward Bellamy's Looking Backward (1887) and the most recent Nathan Englander's What We Talk about When We Talk about Anne Frank (2012). 18 of the books were published before I was born. 21 of the books were written by Americans. Of the others, only three were translations. All books were hard- or softcover-- I am yet to read anything on the tablet.
It was
wonderful to discover Clive James' Cultural Amnesia, Harry
Mulisch's The Assault, and Junot Diaz's The Brief Wondrous
Life of Oscar Wao. I revisited some of my favorite books this
year including Paul Bowles' The Sheltering Sky, Ben Fountains
Brief Encounters with Che Guevara, and the historical
narratives of John Keay's The Spice Trade and Alan Moorehead's
wonderful The White Nile. There were no absolutely bad reads,
though I found myself slightly exasperated at times with Khushwant
Singh's Delhi, Jerzy Kosinski's The Painted Bird, and
John Leland's trying too hard on the prose vernacular of Hip: a
History.
As this blog
has been slightly moribund of late, I will make some attempt to
summarize the books I'm reading-- I say that now but following
through on resolutions-- especially those related to writing-- is not
one of my strong suits. Nevertheless, it's important to try. The
first book I'm reading in 2014 is Celine's Journey to the End of
the Night, and after a promising start I rather loathe it.
How was your
year in reading?
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