Books with a Past; hope for the future of the book, in whatever form it may take
A recent visit to Books with a Past served as an all too vivid reminder of what has been lost with the demise of so many independent bookstores.
The first thing that struck me was the rich aroma…Is that decaying paper? No matter – it’s a balm to the senses. And then – what a treasure house of old volumes, some very old indeed. I’d say it was a pleasant jumble, but the store is much more organized and spacious than the usual establishment of its type.
(Some months ago we nearly lost Books with a Past. The near legendary owners, Mary Alice and Donald Schaefer, had decided to sell up. . Thoughts of the demise of this venerable institution were causing depression among the book lovers of the county (whose numbers, thank goodness, are legion). Then in rode a rescuer in the shape of Erin Matthews. We are no end grateful to you, Erin!)
Naturally I made for the mysteries first. I had stopped in at the shop some weeks before and been impressed to find several paperbacks by Francis Clifford. This is an author I had never heard of until reading Mike Ripley’s praise of this British thriller writer in the Summer 2010 issue of Deadly Pleasures Mystery Magazine. Now a more recent issue of that same excellent periodical had commended yet more titles that were of interest. Specifically, there was a feature concerning crime fiction set in Cambridge (UK). Naturally, these books tend to deal with life in academia. Now mysteries set in schools or colleges are a particular favorite of mine. I love the claustrophobic, almost hothouse atmosphere, the mix of different types of intellectuals: pseudo-, anti-, and genuine. I have my favorites (and I would include in this group teachers, professors, and scholars, like Isabel Dalhousie, who live outside academic institutions):
And my all time favorite by Dorothy L. Sayers: . (For a fairly comprehensive look at academic mysteries, see the list on Stop. You’re Killing Me!)
Here are two of the titles recommended in Deadly Pleasures:
(Click here for the complete list of books in the Cambridge Crime series.)
This particular search did not, alas, bear fruit. Thinking I was still in the mystery section, I turned a corner and came face to face with the classics – specifically, authors I through M. Here was a treasure trove of titles by some of Western literature’s most esteemed writers:
One is of particular interest to me at the moment:
Some weeks ago while I was subbing at the information desk at the Central Library, a patron came in and told me that she and a group of friends had been working their way through the works of Somerset Maugham. They were, she said, having a wonderful time. I asked her if she knew of The Secret Lives of Somerset Maugham. This new biography of the author by Selina Hastings has recently been published to considerable acclaim.
When I read the reviews of this book some months ago, I remember thinking, Is anyone actually still interested in Maugham? O ye of little faith… I was about to get very interested in him myself. My interest was piqued by what this patron had told me, At Books with a Past.I purchased Cakes and Ale and Twelve Short Stories, published by Doubleday in 1966, with an introduction by Angus Wilson. I’ve since read four of the stories. They are riveting narratives; they can be disturbing as well. “The Yellow Streak” and “Mackintosh” depict the patronizing, condescending attitudes of British colonial administrators toward the natives in places like Malaysia.
“The Lotus Eater” is set on the island of Capri, a magical place where – I can hardly believe it! – I actually was, a year ago last May. It is a place that has cast a spell on writers and artists for many years. This story describes one man’s struggle to attain a dream; I found it very moving. Maugham himself spent some idyllic time on the island, in the company of someone he cared for deeply.
I have since purchased this volume of Maugham’s stories published by Everyman Library:
In The Literary Review, Diana Athill calls The Secret Lives of Somerset Maugham: “An impressively perceptive and often moving account of an extraordinarily interesting man.” I’m on page sixty, and I can tell you that so far, her comments are right on the money.
As I was buying the Maugham volume, I began introducing myself to the person at the cash register. My friends had got there before me and they chorused, “Oh, Tina knows who you are!” And Tina did. It seems that years ago, when I still worked at the Central Library, I had introduced her to two authors whom she has cherished ever since. The first is Robertson Davies.
“You gave me Fifth Business,” she enthused, “and then I read the whole Deptford Trilogy.” Those are indeed marvelous books. And as for The Cunning Man, published a year before the author’s death in 1995, I remember finishing the novel and clutching it close to me and thinking, Thank God people can still write fiction like this!
I also introduced Tina to Josephine Tey, author of two of my favorite novels:
Upon seeing the volume I was purchasing, Tina remarked that she agreed with critics who maintain that Maugham’s stories are his true masterworks. She also asked if I had read Shirley Hazzard – not The Great Fire, in which we were both somewhat disappointed, but her earlier, highly regarded work, The Transit of Venus. (I had not.)
Amazon can be quite effective at recommending books. So can Novelist. (You need a card number in order to access that database via the library’s website.) Newspapers like The Washington Post and The New York Times and magazines such as The Atlantic and Harper’s still provide generous space for book reviews. And I am constantly in awe of the eloquence and enthusiasm of those who blog about books and/or maintain book-themed sites. In fact, I’ve been meaning to mention a few of my current and perennial favorites, among them: Booksplease, Lost in Books, A Commonplace Blog, A Book and a Hug, Do You Write Under Your Own Name, My Porch, In So Many Words, Letters from a Hill Farm, Mysteries in Paradise, Petrona, and Howard County Library’s Highly Recommended.
But there is nothing – NOTHING – like getting a recommendation from a living, breathing fellow reader. Tina’s recollection of the Reader’s Advisory I provided all those years ago was immensely gratifying and gave me hope for the future of the printed (or electronically displayed) word. The value of the human element in such a transaction can never be overestimated. When libraries and booksellers make a space for this “marriage of true minds,” then the passion for literature becomes a real and living thing.
So runs my dream: but what am I?
An infant crying in the night:
An infant crying for the light:
And with no language but a cry.
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Here’s a provocative piece from NPR on the future(s) of books.
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As for the mysteries I could not find, I was assured that the good folks at Books with a Past can search for them on my behalf, should I desire them to do so.
Letters from a Hill Farm
Do yourself a favor and have a look at Letters from a Hill Farm. This has become one of my favorite blogs!
Be sure to watch the Dusty Springfield video; it is a moving reminder of why so many of us cherish this artist.
Titles to anticipate in the coming months
I thought I’d throw this up here while I’m beavering away on my review – a stellar one, naturally! – of Not in the Flesh by Ruth Rendell:
I’ve just discovered this excellent book blog, called The Millions. Here’s a post entitled “The Most Anticipated Books of the Rest of 2008.”
Enjoy!
Tribute to an Outstanding Blog: Confessions of an Idiosyncratic Mind
Sarah Weinman doesn’t really need me to sing the praises of her blog: any mystery lover worth his or her salt already knows about it. Confessions of an Idiosyncratic Mind has numerous links to crime fiction review sources, but what makes this site so much fun for us crime fiction fans is the many juicy tidbits about the publishing business and booksellers, especially independents, that this veteran blogger is privy to and shares so generously with her readers.
Under the blog’s title, it says “Crime fiction, and more.” You see pretty quickly that although Sarah Weinman’s main beat is mysteries, she’s just plain crazy about books in general. You can count on her to bring to your attention a worthy title or author that needs a boost where public recognition is concerned. This piece on Arthur Lyons is a good example.
Sarah is a reviewer herself; moreover, she is frequently asked to serve as a judge when accolades are handed out. Whether she’s on the panel or not, she’ll report the latest news on award nominations and winners. Next month, she’ll be taking part in the Los Angeles Book Festival, which looks like a terrific event.
I really enjoy Sarah’s bright, breezy prose. And she has a great sense of humor as well.
These are just some of the reasons to read Confessions – now see for yourself!
Tribute to an Outstanding Blog: Booksplease
Booksplease is one of my favorite blogs.
Margaret, the blogger, is passionate about books in a way that I completely recognize and understand. She write beautifully about books and authors and always makes me want to rush right out and get what she’s been reading. This post on the essays of Virginia Woolf is a good example.
Margaret recently posed the question: What do you do when you finish a book? Do you “dive right into the next one” or give yourself time to think about and reflect on the one you’ve just finished? Do you switch gears and do something else altogether? I really like this question. It made me consider my reading habits as a whole. And at once I came up with the precise adjective to describe them: frantic! To begin with, I’m always reading several books simultaneously. It’s a habit I acquired when I went to work at the library twenty-six years ago. I told myself I would stop doing this when I retired, but, well, I’m still doing it. Reading more than one volume at the same time saves me from that dreaded crisis moment compulsive readers face when they finish a book…Now what??!!
For example: last night I finished The Chameleon’s Shadow by Minette Walters. Since I was already on page 52 of Cleaver by Tim Parks, I went right to it. I also have in reserve – I always like to have a nonfiction title “on the go” – A Land So Strange by Andres Resendez. This book is subtitled, “The Epic Journey of Cabeza de Vaca: The Extraordinary Tale of a Shipwrecked Spaniard Who Walked Across America in the Sixteenth Century.” Where, I wonder, has this amazing story been all my life?
Here’s Margaret’s post on the subject of the passionate reader’s dilemma.