The View From Saturday by E.L. Konigsburg

I wanted a nice, easy, feelgood read as I travelled north by train for a weekend visit to my auntie. Popped into the school library just before the end of the day, as the librarian was packing up for the night, so had to grab a couple of books, with only the covers for inspiration. So I picked up two, and I am delighted to say both fulfilled the categories I was hoping for.

The View From Saturday reminded my of a book I have not read, which has been made into a film I have not seen: Slumdog Millionaire. The conceit of the book is the final of a national student quiz competition. The question is asked, then one of the four main character tells a story that reveals how they know the answer. The lives of the four eleven year olds in the story are gradually revealed to be intertwined, and the Year 6 school quiz team seems to be brought together through either serendipity, fate or magic.

Very enjoyable and easy read. I also learnt about turtles ...

The Sound of Laughter - Peter Kay

I picked this up looking for some easy reading a few nights ago. At first I felt the writing was fairly pedestrian, with a few corny jokes thrown in. However, I was soon laughing out loud at some of the stories despite myself - I wasn't always able to get across the humour to H though! You have to read it for yourself. Overall a book that made me laugh in many places, even if the writing wasn't as sparkling as other books I have read.

The World's Wife by Carol Ann Duffy

It's a long time since I read poetry. It's even longer since I read a poetry book in one day. And I'm not sure if I've ever enjoyed a book of poetry so much.

The thirty poems in this book take well known tales (or at least tales that should be well-known; I'm not convinced many of my pupils would know them all) that have traditionally been told from the male point of view, and, well, not exactly retell the stories from the wives' points of view, but give a different viewpoint anyway. I particularly liked the brevity of Mrs Darwin, but the poignancy of Anne Hathaway, writing about her and Shakespeare's second best bed, was beautiful; Mrs Faust made me laugh out loud (even though I've never read the original: I knew enough to know that she was insightful here) and Mrs Icarus raised a smile.

I read a number of poems to H in bed; he wasn't too keen at first to hear them, and thought that one would be enough; however, he let me read four or five of them and enjoyed them too. I enjoyed being able to read them out loud, to hear the rhythm, rhyme and assonance.

I had heard of this book before; it had come highly commended by a friend - I can't remember by whom. I would highly recommend it myself. And I would be interested in reading more of Duffy's poetry. Go on - give it a go!

Blue Shoes and Happiness by Alexander McCall Smith

Another diverting look at life for the No 1 Ladies' Detective Agency. Borrowed from Mum, I have finished this in a couple of days on the tube. A nice relaxing way to recover from a day of teaching.

The Girl Who Married A Lion by Alexander McCall Smith

I am trying to make my way through The Life of Teresa of Avila by Herself. It's pretty tough going; although the writing is fairly straightforward, it is quite dense in places, and probably more suited to quiet contemplation than busy tube journeys. So I decided to ask our school librarian for something a bit lighter and easier, and this is what she recommended.

I have read quite a few African folk tales before, and these tales, rewritten and compiled by Alexander McCall Smith (with a "foreward by Mma Ramotswe"), and these were very much in line with my previous incursions. Each story is about five pages long - some much shorter, occasionally a bit longer. Some examples of final lines (I won't tell you which stories they are from, so it won't spoil your enjoyment):

The people said that the uncles should be killed. And so this happened.

Later, when he was chief, the short boy grew taller.

"Your sons are not lions," the uncle said to the boys' mother. "I am glad," she said.

They are hardly morals of the tale, but they are quite humorous, and I have enjoyed reading them. And now - back to St Teresa.

The Fire Gospel by Michel Faber

Interesting little novel about a Canadian Aramaic scholar, Theo, who finds some hidden papyrii in an Iraqi museum, which, when translated, contain letters from an eyewitness to the crucifixion of Jesus.

There is a lot of humour in the book, particularly near the beginning in the translations. It is also interesting to read about how Theo gets on with publishing his first book ... haggling over the advance, being interviewed by the media in order to fit into a certain number of minutes, book readings and, especially, looking up his ranking and reading the reviews on Amazon. Familiar territory.

My one criticism would be that the story seems to fizzle out a bit at the end, and the importance of the Fifth Gospel in the world is left in some doubt - and what about its effects on Theo? A short read, started last night, finished today after haggis, and a Christmas present for H from Mum.

Now, what should I read next?

Dreams From My Father by Barack Obama

As I finished this book on the tube, reading about a young man sitting weeping between the graves of his father and grandfather, elsewhere in the world, that same young man, slightly older now, was being sworn in as the 44th President of the United States of America.

I am glad that I read this book; I am glad that the young man who wrote it was elected back in November and is now in the White House. Barack Obama's public life makes sense, reading about his early private life. When his Kenyan family are mentioned in the news, they conjure up the images from the book, and I feel as if I almost know them.

I would highly recommend this book, to anyone who enjoys autobiographies, and to anyone who wants to know more about the "most powerful man in the world".

Reading in 2008

So I apparently only managed to finish 25 books in 2008, three down from my 2007 total. I am sure I managed more than that, but never got round to writing the reviews!! So here they are, in reverse order:

• 25. Tales of Beedle the Bard - JK Rowling
• 24. The Bluest Eye - Toni Morrison
• 23. The Tailor King - Anthony Arthur
• 22. Two Caravans - Marina Lewycka
• 21. When A Crocodile Eats the Sun - Peter Godwin
• 20. Fearless Fighter - Vera Chirwa
• 19. The Freedom Writers Diary - Erin Gruwell
• 18. Don't Let's Go To The Dogs Tonight - Alexandra Fuller
• 17. The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas - John Boyne
• 16. Apache: Girl Warrior - Tanya Landman
• 15. Mukiwa: A White Boy in Africa - Peter Godwin
• 14. A Long Way Gone - Ishmael Beah
• 13. The Raphael Affair - Iain Pears
• 12. Boy - Roald Dahl
• 11. The Reluctant Fundamentalist - Mohsin Hamid
• 10. The Medici Secret - Michael White
• 9. Fallen Gods - Quintin Jardine
• 8. The Immaculate Deception - Iain Pears
• 7. Misadventure in the Middle East - Henry Hemming
• 6. Mister Pip - Lloyd Jones
• 5. Not Without My Sister - Kristina, Juliana and Celeste
• 4. On Chesil Beach - Ian McEwan
• 3. The Five People You Meet in Heaven - Mitch Albom
• 2. The Gathering - Anne Enright
• 1. My Booky Wook - Russell Brand

So that's 10 autobiographical works, 9 by women, five set in Africa, four that were on the Booker shortlist (including the one that won), three children's books, four detective/murder-mystery stories. Not sure what that reveals about me!

Song of Solomon by Toni Morrison

An enforced retiral to the tube has meant that I have been able to finally finish Toni Morrison's Song of Solomon. I started this shortly after finishing The Bluest Eye, but, as I predicted at the time, it was a while before I had time in which to really get into and enjoy this book. However, what a treat it has been. Magical, mystical and mysterious. The story seems to go back and forth without due care to chronology, and then comes together in a satisfying way towards the end, dealing with identity, memory and family. I would definitely recommend this book.

Double Cross by Malorie Blackman

Malorie Blackman is one of my favourite writers; in particular, I have enjoyed her Noughts & Crosses trilogy, which actually now has five books in it. (A short "interlude" was written for World Book Day, and Double Cross continues the story where Checkmate left off.) So it is probably appropriate that this was my first book finished in 2009.

I received Double Cross as a Christmas present from my parents, and began reading it in the bath before my grandparents arrived for our New Year party on 2 January. I finished it while in bed recovering from an accident on 5 January.

Double Cross tells the story of what happened to Callie Rose after the bombing written about in Checkmate. It deals with gang culture, and, as always, Blackman deals sensitively with the issues currently affecting our young people. A shooting, knives, crime, gang leaders, drugs and territorial issues - Tobey has to try to ensure he doesn't "slip" from one area into another.

While I didn't find the emotional pull as much as in the original Noughts and Crosses, I enjoyed continuing the story of Callum and Sephy and their families. I now need to find some time to read all five books in the correct order all the way through!

The Tales of Beedle the Bard by JK Rowling

This was actually my final read of 2008. A Christmas present from H, I read it over about three nights between Christmas and New Year.

The Tales of Beedle the Bard are five wizarding fairy tales; one features heavily in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. They are fairly simple, and the conceit is that Hermione Granger translated the copy that she received from Albus Dumbledore, along with his notes on the text. An interesting little book, although I would say only within the confines of the Harry Potter septology.

The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison

Having seen Toni Morrison in person at the Southbank Centre, talking about her new book, A Mercy, and about the upcoming American elections (I hope she didn't, after all, hide under her bed, but was pleased with the outcome!), I thought that I should get round to reading her books. After all, she is H's favourite author, and he raves about her all the time. He suggested I should start with The Bluest Eye, her first book.

I found this to be a very sad book. I enjoyed reading it, and thought it was very well written, but very bleak. I look forward to reading more.

I finished this about a month or so ago - I am still in the process of reading Song of Solomon, which I think now I will finish in the new year. I am a bit worried that I may have read another book or two since I last updated this blog, but I think I have just been so busy at work that my reading has died off. Ah well.