Blog Hop: Favorite Genre(s)

book blogger hopThis week’s Book Blogger Hop question: What is your favorite genre? List two of your favorite books in that genre.

Well…I’m pretty sure you all already know the answer to that question!  So to make this more interesting, I’m going to list favorite genreS, and try to find a couple of favorite books in those genres that I may not have mentioned frequently before…

Fantasy: The Blue Girl by Charles de Lint and A Tale of Time City by Diana Wynne Jones

Science Fiction: A Fighting Man of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs and Enchantress from the Stars by Sylvia Engdahl–and also Star Trek: First Frontier by Diane Carey and Dr. James I. Kirkland and Star Wars: The Thrawn Trilogy by Timothy Zahn

Historical Fiction: Bloody Jack series by L. A. Meyer and The Mischief of the Mistletoe by Lauren Willig

Classics: Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier and Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain

Whew, it’s harder than I expected to think of third and fourth favorite books–I’m so used to going to the top two for this sort of question!

Your turn: what’s your favorite genre and favorite book within it?  Don’t feel obliged to come up with your third favorite if you’d rather just share #1!

The Ogre Downstairs by Diana Wynne Jones

Ogre DownstairsI’ve checked another one off my list of Diana Wynne Jones “to be read” – The Ogre Downstairs.  It’s a romp of a fantasy in the old style, about kids trying to cope with magical adventures gone awry.

Caspar, Johnny and Gwinny are not at all happy with their two new stepbrothers, Douglas and Malcolm, and even less happy with their new stepfather, invariably referred to as the Ogre.  The two sets of kids are forced to band together when two chemistry sets arrive, with rows of mysterious chemicals that cause unexpected results–from enabling flight to causing people to switch bodies to bringing inanimate objects (like toffee bars!) to life.

I feel like I’ve read many books (from Edward Eager to Edith Nesbit) about kids dealing with magical chaos, but it’s one of those tropes that doesn’t get old.  These kids felt like archetypal fantasy children, good kids with some flaws.  None emerged really strongly for me, but all five are distinct and effective within the story.  They go through some nice growth as well, particularly in their understanding towards each other.

The magic is highly amusing and entertaining, with a grand variety of mishaps.  The living, growing (and breeding) toffee bars are my favorite.

There’s a lot that’s good here, and the book is overall very fun.  But I did have a big problem–and that was with the Ogre.  (Spoilers here, you have been warned…)  Throughout the book, the Ogre is loud, angry, ominous and forbidding, apparently with no liking or understanding at all for children.  But then occasionally, for no clear reason, he’ll do something nice (like gifting them with the chemistry sets).  This made me suspect that DWJ intended to reform him by the end–and she does.  Although, it’s less about his change than about the kids changing their understanding of him.  Even with the hints along the way…it just didn’t work for me.

The trouble is, the hints felt less like signs of a complex character, and made him feel more inconsistent than layered.  The bigger trouble is that, though the kids ultimately decide he’s not really so bad–he is.  He doesn’t just yell–he’s nasty, mean and genuinely hurtful.  That would be bad enough, but at one point he gets angry enough to hit two of the boys.  The scene is off-stage, so it’s not clear if “hitting” means a mild clout, a serious beating or something in between.  All we do hear is “Johnny found out he had been right to postpone being hit by the Ogre.  It was an exceedingly unpleasant experience.”  And then Malcolm is ill for the next day.  After that, you can’t convince me that the Ogre’s “bark was so much worse than his bite” (a direct quote).

For the record, I really, really like characters with gruff exteriors and hearts of gold.  And I like happy endings, even improbably neat ones.  But this…just did not work for me.  I feel like the ultimate message was, “be understanding of the verbally and physically abusive stepfather and maybe he’s not really so bad.”  That may be putting it harshly, but I feel it’s a valid interpretation!

It’s really too bad, because 80% of this book is a delightful fantasy.  But then the conclusion of the last couple of chapters leaves me feeling rather troubled.  I tell myself it’s from a different time, and standards on child-rearing were different, and it’s true that if this was an Edith Nesbit book from the early 1900s I’d give it a pass…but was 1974 really that long ago?

I don’t know if I recommend this one or not.  It’s complicated.  But I know some of you are Diana Wynne Jones fans, so I’m very curious on whether you’ve read this one–and what you think!

Author’s Site: http://www.dianawynnejones.com/

Other reviews:
Dead Houseplants
Caroline Williams’ Blog
Readers By Night
Swan Tower
Forgotten Classics
Anyone else?

Buy it here: The Ogre Downstairs

Favorites Friday: Authors I’d Like to Meet (Time Travel Edition)

Last week I wrote about living authors I’d love to meet–and since they’re living, it’s at least somewhat possible.  Many of my favorite authors, however, lived several generations ago, putting meeting them out of the question.  Unless, of course, I had the ability to travel in time–using a TARDIS, perhaps!  If the Doctor ever showed up and asked me what time I wanted to visit, I’d know exactly what to tell him…

L. M. Montgomery would be the first person to meet, probably to no one’s surprise!  I’ve read every scrap of writing by her I can get my hands on, letters and private journals included, so more than any other author she already feels like a friend.  I know exactly when and where I would like to go–June of 1908, when Montgomery was still living in Cavendish, on Prince Edward Island.  According to her journal, her copy of Anne of Green Gables arrived on June 20th.  Besides that excitement, it seems to have been a cheerful period (not always the case).  Her journal also mentions that it was the most beautiful June she could recall–and I’m sure she said somewhere else that nothing is more beautiful than Prince Edward Island in June.  If I had a TARDIS, my first stop would be to go pick strawberries and ramble through woods with Maud Montgomery.

William Shakespeare would be my next trip (following the Doctor’s footsteps, in this case) because, I mean, Shakespeare!  I have to wonder if he sounded out loud like his plays, or not (probably not…)  And then there’s that authorship question to explore.  I’d visit Shakespeare in autumn of 1599, when my favorite comedy, Much Ado About Nothing, was debuting at the recently-opened Globe Theatre.

Brenda Ueland is a far less famous choice.  She wrote my favorite book on writing, If You Want to Write.  She also taught writing classes, and if they were anything like the book, they must have been wonderful.  If I could, I’d visit long enough to take some of her classes–perhaps in 1938, the year her book was published.

Diana Wynne Jones wrote so many amazing fantasy books, and by all accounts (and the evidence in her own semi-memoir, Reflections on the Magic of Writing) she was a fascinating woman full of extraordinarily colorful anecdotes.  I don’t know precisely when I’d like to meet her…unless possibly when she was at university, so that I could join her attending lectures by C. S. Lewis and J. R. R. Tolkien.

J. M. Barrie is probably no surprise either.  Like Montgomery, I feel as though I know him, because all of his books (and plays, somehow) feature a most charming narrator.  I can’t help feeling like that narrator is Barrie himself.  I’d like to meet Barrie and the Davies boys (the inspiration for Peter Pan) in April of 1904–in Kensington Gardens, of course.  George, the oldest boy, was twelve, and Barrie had just finished writing the play version of Peter.  The other advantage to April is that the daffodils would be blooming in the Gardens, and I love daffodils.

So if the Doctor came to your door and invited you for a literary spin in the TARDIS, what authors would you go to meet?

Reflecting on Writing with Diana Wynne Jones

ReflectionsReflections by Diana Wynne Jones is not quite a book about writing…and not quite an autobiography…but a good bit of both.  Diana Wynne Jones is one of my favorite children’s fantasy authors, so I was eager to read her book of essays “On the Magic of Writing” when it was published this fall.

I feel like this is less about writing than it is about storytelling, which are not quite the same thing.  It’s not much about the craft of writing, and definitely not about publishing.  It’s about something more integral, about the art of crafting a story rather than how that story becomes a novel.  So don’t come here looking for one essay about how to create a character, another about plot arcs, or a third about the advantages of outlining.  Some of those elements may come in, but you’ll only find them as one possible aspect of an essay about, for example, the influence of Anglo-Saxen myths on modern fantasy, or the ultimate responsibility of writing for children.

That second topic may be one of my favorites addressed here, in the essay “Writing for Children: A Matter of Responsibility.”  That sounds rather weighty and apt to be moralizing, but it isn’t at all.  Without being overwhelming about it and certainly without advocating for Victorian stories where bad little children swiftly meet bad ends, Diana Wynne Jones gets at the influence books have on children.  I remember once in college I mentioned in conversation with an acquaintance that I wanted to write young adult novels.  She remarked, “so you can be an influence on twelve-year-olds everywhere.”  She clearly meant it scornfully, but…yes!

I’ve certainly “met” books later in life that have influenced me, but I think stories touch us and shape us in childhood in a way that later books don’t.  Diana Wynne Jones obviously understood that, and obviously believed in the power of books to be a positive influence.  I don’t mean that her books are ever moralizing, but I think they do build strength and courage and belief in oneself and one’s own imagination.  Those, of course, are good lessons for anyone, at any age.

I also particularly enjoyed “A Talk About Rules,” which discusses how seemingly-ironclad rules change.  I think this essay may be the key to why the book isn’t more about rules of writing–because it’s evident she doesn’t much believe in them.  To quote: “What you see should be a magnificent, whirling, imaginative mess of notions, ideas, wild hypotheses, new insights, strange action and bizarre adventures.  And the frame that holds this mess is the story.”

I mentioned autobiography at the beginning, and the book frequently tells stories about Diana Wynne Jones’ own life.  She tells wonderful, improbable stories about growing up in a town where everyone was mad, during World War II when the whole world had run mad.  She talks about her own writing process (something that always fascinates me about authors I love), about the influences on some of her novels, and about her experiences being an author.

If there’s a flaw in the book, it’s that some of the stories become repetitive.  This is a compilation of essays and talks that were originally spread across years, and when they’re all put together, you find that she describes the same details of her childhood three or four times.  Perhaps slightly heavier editing would have resolved some of this.  As it stands, it’s not too big an annoyance, although it may be an argument for reading this a few essays at a time, rather than straight-through.

If you really want a book about writing, I recommend Writing Magic by Gail Carson Levine.  But if you want a book about stories, and about Diana Wynne Jones, this collection is delightful.  And perhaps by focusing more on that deeper core, she’s created a book that would be as interesting to readers as it is to writers.  Really, to anyone who enjoys stories–particularly if you enjoy Diana Wynne Jones’ stories!

Author’s Site: http://www.leemac.freeserve.co.uk/

Other Reviews:
Things Mean a Lot
Awfully Big Reviews
Fall into Fiction
CalmGrove
Anyone else?  Tell me about yours!

Buy it here: Reflections

What Are You Reading…in January?

itsmondayIt’s been a few weeks since I posted for the What Are You Reading meme from Book Journey, so now seems like a good time for a new installment.

I’ve been making all sorts of headway with my science fiction reading.  I’ve managed to dip into just about every type of sci fi I was planning: Pern, Star Wars, Star Trek and two Burroughs books.  I also finally finished Reflections by Diana Wynne Jones, a wonderful collection of essays about storytelling.

On audio, I’m about halfway through Walden by Henry David Thoreau.  It’s a funny thing–sometimes he seems to just drop brilliant gems every two sentences.  Other times he loses me for five minutes at a time.  But overall I’m enjoying listening.

Pat BooksIt turns out to be a good thing after all that I decided to join the L. M. Montgomery reading challenge…after three weeks of sci fi, my excitement was flagging.  So I was all set to jump into Pat of Silver Bush, which is a completely different world.  I’m midway through now, and may or may not (but probably will) go straight on to Mistress Pat.

After that, I expect to  have renewed eagerness for sci fi, so it’ll be back to Star Wars for Darksaber, the next volume of the Callista Trilogy.  And then…more Star Trek or else Speaker for the Dead by Orson Scott Card.

Still lots of good books in the stack!

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