1) _Sea of Hooks_ by Lindsay Hill
It was lovely — a book told in, what. What would you call them. Little bits and pieces, sometimes just a sentence, sometimes a fragment of a letter, sometimes a few paragraphs. What would you call that. Granules? Like, of salt or something? No, not granules. Messengers. The boy Christopher, as a young child, was obsessed with picking up little scraps of things off the streets. He called them “messengers.” Most of the messengers were paper scraps but sometimes there would be bits of foil and once even a metal key. Some of the messengers were thrown away by his mother, who seemed to have a borderline personality disorder. Christopher spent most of his time collecting messengers and trying to figure out how to avoid setting off his mother. Like I said, it was lovely; the messengers fragmented but the spaces in between them ringing. Basically the opposite of stitching. Now I don’t know which is more appealing.
2) _The Story of the Human Body: Evolution, Health and Disease_ by Daniel Lieberman
Daniel Lieberman is the guy (Harvard? I think Harvard) who is the “barefoot professor.” During the time and immediately after that book came out about the barefoot runners, and the ultramarathoners, Leiberman was researching feet, foot structure, the evolution of the foot, the evolutionarily significant ways the foot is meant to be used. The evolutionary significant way the foot is meant to be used, he ultimately decided, is that it is to be run on, barefoot, for a long, long time. He DID put some foot stuff into this book, but it was long and tangy with the pep of popular science and in the end did not reach many more conclusions other than we should exercise more and eat more vegetables and natural foods. Why does anything having to do with the evolution of the human body spook me, make me think of racism and sexism. I did not try to pick any bits of that out of the book. We are all mature adults and we can deal with it if Pacific Islanders tend to be shorter with more adipose tissue, because of the climate. Can’t we? Of course that’s not all there is to bodies. What would people like Leiberman think of things like The Queer Body. I’m suspicious already. I don’t think he’d even consider it. Maybe he would. I don’t know him. From his book I don’t think that he would.
3) _More Than This_ by Patrick Ness
I read this book all the way through, fascinated, in a couple of hours, even though it was like 400 pages long. Alllllll the way through, and it wasn’t until I’d read the very last page and closed the book and noticed the back cover, that this was totally YA literature. Really? It didn’t seem that YA to me. It was about a teenager, but it just seemed like regular science fiction to me. The world had basically devolved into a bunch of people lying in coffins and living virtually. Like what is that. Like Second Life? I think that this is unlikely to be the first such science fiction book about this ever written, people choosing to live virtually instead of in the real world. Wasn’t that what that movie Avatar was about, the one with the blue people? This book also had one of the sweetest love scenes ever, these two gay teens.