February went quick and March went quicker, although cold temps and snow flurries kept this March lion from turning lamb. Just before the calendar turns and you children and co-workers unleash April fool's jokes on you, (please not anther variant), here's the March 2022 reads.
Books
Bird By Bird by Anne Lamott
I bought this book for my intermediate creative writing
class in January of 1995 when I was an undergraduate at DePaul. I know this
because I still use the receipt as bookmark. Our teacher, Anne Calcagno made
this book part of our class, and since there were maybe fifteen people in the
class, the bookstore didn’t get it in time and yadda yadda yadda I’m boring you
in the first paragraph of the post which doesn’t bode well. Back to the
book!
Bird by Bird is a book about writing and, frankly, it is one
of the best. The title comes from a story Lamott tells about her brother, who
put off his school project about birds until the last moment and was overwhelmed
by the task ahead. Her father’s sage advice: “Bird by bird, buddy. Just take it
bird by bird.” Simply put, do it a step at a time. Chapter 3, “Shitty First
Drafts,” is my favorite advice. All good
writers write them. This chapter I have read a least a half dozen times, especially
if I am agonizing over something I am writing (I have become terrible at finishing
my own shitty first drafts). The book is a great read for anyone interested in
writing, and I won’t wait more than twenty-five years to read it again. For you
Ted Lasso fans, Coach Lasso snuck in a “Bird by Bird” reference in the second
episode of season 1 after Richmond lost their first game with him as a coach:
Coach Beard:
I hate losing.
Ted
Lasso: Bird by Bird, coach.
Also, for the next two plus years at DePaul, Ryan Maconochie
and I would frequently sing song “Bird. By bird,” to each other whenever we
were writing. I don’t think anyone outside of our creative writing class
understood where that came from.
The House on Mango Street by Sandra Cisneros
I should have read this book already. Chicago writer, acclaimed
book, the stories set in Chicago, like one of my favorite writers, Stuart Dybek.
I really have no excuse for waiting this long to read this book. Fortunately,
my oldest was assigned this as part of his freshman lit class, so once he was
done with it, I stole it from him and read it (and got to read his highlights and comments, too). Cisneros wrote some fantastic
and very short stories about growing up in a Chicago that most people didn’t
see at a time when there were not many places for such short works.
Deadheading & Other Stories by Beth Gilstrap
“A dress with pockets is a reason to celebrate on its own.”
My wife has always complained about dresses not having
pockets, or women’s pants not having
pockets and that’s why I picked up on that
line from the title story of this collection. There isn’t much else to celebrate
in that story, but it is one of many powerful stories in this book full of fantastically
crafted stories about complicated, world-weary women working through life,
love, death, bad decisions, bad husbands, bad boyfriends, bad girlfriends,
absent parents set in the modern south. Gilstrap is a fantastic writer (I feel
remiss at omitting mention of her piece titled “A Monstrous Silence from the
Jan/Feb issue of Poets & Writers I read in January), and I can't wait to read more from
her. Seriously, you should go buy this book and start reading it right now.
For the Kids
A Boy Called Bat by Elena K. Arnold, Illustrated by Charles
Santoso
My youngest boy’s school chose A Boy Called Bat as the One
Book One School selection this year. Every student received a copy of the book
and each night, the students listened to one of the school’s teachers reading a
chapter. Ben and I read a couple chapters together, but he looked forward to seeing
and hearing his favorite teachers read as well.
The story revolved around a boy called Bat who
is autistic, who ends up helping his mother, a veterinarian, care for a baby
skunk. Bat (his nickname) and his sister also navigate living in the separate homes
of their divorced parents, and as the story progresses, Bat becomes friends
with another boy in glass who is also interested in the baby skunk.
A Very Large Expanse of the Sea by Tahereh Mafi
My daughter just finished this YA book, centered on Shirin,
a sixteen-year-old Muslim girl, who, shortly after September 11, 2001, moves to
a new school and fights against stereotypes, rude stares, and degrading
comments from both students and teachers. She meets a boy, Ocean, her biology
partner, who wants to get to know her for her, not just the stereotypes so many
others see. Abby rated this 4.5 stars out
of 5 and it is now on my want to read list.
I'm looking forward to April, when, hopefully, I have read several of the too many books I bought at AWP this year. Really, though, is there such thing as too many books?