Wednesday, May 28, 2014


Reading Forbidden Passion I felt the characters come alive. I understood their situations and the feelings of liking someone you shouldn't all too well, of dealing with inappropriate feelings and desperately trying to channel them into something else entirely, something more productive and feasible. ("It was endless...and hellish," one woman thinks as she longs for someone who is emotionally and logistically out of reach.) Yearning for the impossible and having it somehow happen (eventually) is often a favorite theme of mine, especially in romantic fiction.

But everything here that makes this a gripping read also makes it a frustrating one: two completely different people connect unexpectedly and then spend the rest of the novel coming together and separating, coming together and separating, the one woman totally committed to understanding and accepting how aloof, and even cold-hearted, the other woman (the love of her life) is, both of them often behaving in a way that makes you want to yell a little.

We suffer for love, surely, and many of us would do most anything to get and keep it. Yet I found the dynamics between Kim and Sonja often very exhausting. Not a lot of people would put up with the nonsense Kim does. She's either a fool or exactly the kind of person you'd want to be in a relationship with.

Crisp yet heartfelt writing, great dialogue and fully fleshed out characters keep what should have been a ludicrous plot a very compelling one. Another selling point for me is the uncomfortably realistic attitude that desperately trying not to acknowledge how you feel about someone can be a twenty-four hour a day job. In a way the very things that made me uncomfortable with Forbidden Passions were the things that kept me reading.



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When I first read Forbidden Passion early last year, I didn't have much patience for the characters. But having just finished this novel a second time (and finding it to be a much better book than I had previously thought) I found (unfortunately) more than my share of quotes with which I could relate, not (of course) on a relationship level like the women's in Gogoll's novel (even if they don't know they both feel the same about each other until well into the story), but in a completely one-sided way.

Using Kindle Highlights more this time around, I saw a lot that struck me as emotionally familiar. You can see both what you like and what other readers favor when you activate digitally underling functions on ereaders, as well.

Seeing some people have picked the same passage can give you an eerie, but not unpleasant feeling, of being less alone...I also believe (however pathetic or 'nuts' this may sound) that a lot of the reading I've done this past year has somehow saved me (whether it be lesfic or mainstream.) Sometimes, without my choosing it at all, the right book seems to fall into my life and heal little part of me. 

Kim had nearly fainted. She immediately began working out a plan for how, “for reasons of strategic importance to the company,” she could move the department head’s office. (The main character is half joking/half serious about relocating when she realizes her new boss is someone she likes.)

She watched Sonja as much as possible without staring openly. I have got to stop doing this! Kim squared her shoulders and forced herself to look in the other direction. It made no sense whatsoever to become attached to a woman like that, or to even waste time thinking about it. She glanced over at her and enjoyed watching her laughing, relaxed profile. What a wonderful woman. (It made me feel slightly better this passage had been highlighted several times by other readers. It's awful when you catching yourself looking at someone, almost against your will.)

My God, she must be afraid of me! What did straight women really think of lesbians? That they had nothing better to do than pounce on unwilling partners. That's how it looked anyway. (This both saddened me and made me laugh because there are actually people out in the world who believe lesbians are out to "get" every woman in the world. Yikes!)

Kindle Highlights has helped me both personally and with research for book club related materials. Even though Sleep Donation by Karen Russell is about as far away as anything I've read this past year I found myself underlining many wonderful passages in it. Also, oddly enough, H.L. Mencken's In Defense of Women has some highlight-worthy lines in it, too! :)

"It is a special kind of homeless, says our mayor, to be evicted from your dreams."


 

Monday, May 26, 2014

Odds and ends...

I may have jumped the fence too soon on Songza the other day. I already find myself back to 8Tracks, especially because their opera playlists are so much better and more unique.



I have been impatiently waiting three years for an English translation to be released from one of my favorite (okay, my only favorite) German writers, but it looks like it's not going to happen so I bought the novel through iBooks and am painfully (it's literally quite painful) translating it myself.

In trying to do that I discovered that Siri can read your iBooks for you herself (or himself, if you switch the gender in your settings) and though her German is quite quite good, her performance is very understated. Siri, where , oh where, is your willingness to get into character?? You are certainly no Jim Dale!

If you would like Siri to read to you...

Friday, May 23, 2014

Last night I couldn't sleep and happened to be reading this past Sunday's New York Times which featured a rather interesting article on the newest in music streaming sites and Apple's foray into it all: read here. I've always been a big fan and user of the 8Tracks and Pandora apps, but after seeing Songza mentioned I had to check it out. Boy, is it amazing!

Similar to 8Tracks, Songza lets you find playlists based on different categories, such as moods, activities and genres. Let's say, you choose "Sleepytime Indie." You pick that and suddenly you're hearing really relaxing, but still insightful music from some of the best (relatively) unheard of musicians and singers around. Richard Hawley's quietly heartbreaking "Baby You're My Light" came on and his warm, deep enveloped my ears like a nice blanket.

I couldn't help but be amused that Norah Jones was filed under just "Sleepy." I have nothing against her, but there's a reason her nickname is "Snorah Jones."

Thursday, May 22, 2014

 

 
 
 
I can't be the only person who used to leave her window open as a little girl, hoping maybe Peter Pan would show up and take her on magical adventures.

I didn't have a big fancy picture window like the Darlings had. Mine, in fact, wouldn't have left much room at all for anyone to fit through and they would have to bust through the screen. But, still, from about the age of five until eight I used to sometimes dream I'd be off to Never Never Land with the whole gang. It wasn't so much that I didn't want to grow up, but that it seemed like it would be a very exciting place to be.

I saw this variation on the "Keep Calm" sayings recently and laughed because surely whoever designed it might have some of the same memories, the same need now to find a similar way to escape into something less...ordinary. I used to think finding your happy place had to be finding an actual place (say Hawaii), but now I realize you could picture the most beautiful, exotic place in the world and still not find your spot, if you don't have inner place.

 
 
Then, one of my favorite songs, "Further" by Correatown, came on my iTunes shuffle and I really listened to the words as if I hadn't heard them only a few hundred times before.
 
I think part of the problem is that sometimes we don't want to leave our dark places behind because we're so used to them and the light seems too good to be true or we believe that we don't deserve it.
 
I wish everyone, even the most mean and thoughtless people in the world, true inner peace because if you don't have that, if you can't leave the darkness behind, how can you ever live, except mechanically?
 
 "Further" by Correatown
  • If I can't let this go
  • I'm telling you I won't make it another year
  • If I go all the way
  • I'm telling you I can see all these things coming clear
  • 'Cause we have so much love
  • But we need so much more
  • 'Cause we have so much love
  • But we need so much more
  • If we go on like this
  • I'm telling you we won't make it another year
  • But if we go all the way
  • I'm telling you we'll finally see all these roads coming clear
  • 'Cause we have so much love
  • But we need so much more
  • 'Cause we have so much love
  • But we need so much more
  • We have a fascination with the darkness
  • Although we're standing in light
  • We have the strongest sense of kindness
  • But still we can't treat our own selves right
  • We have so much love
  • But we need so much more
  • We have so much love
  • But we need so much more
  • We go further
  • We go further
  • We go further
  • We go further
  • 'Cause we have so much love
  • But we need so much more
  • 'Cause we have so much love
  • But we need so much more
  • We have a fascination with the darkness
  • Although we're standing in light
  • We have the strongest sense of kindness
  • But still we can't treat our own selves right
  • We have so much love
  • But we need so much more
  • We have so much love
  • But we need so much more
  • We go further
     







    Wednesday, May 21, 2014

    My Internet is fixed. I'm almost sorry it is because I kind of liked being detached from the online world and getting all my errands done quickly. And I'm also sorry because it's once again easy to hop on here and confess things I probably shouldn't.

    I love people, I really do. Even if I'm not always good with them, I love them and I love the concept of connecting with others.

    Yet, I'm often horrible at socializing. Shy people come in all forms and some of us may not seem seem shy but we really are and secretly quake a bit inside when we talk to certain people.

    And when someone doesn't like me I only want to try harder, which really can get kind of unintentionally creepy on my end. I don't mean to, I don't.

    It takes me a while to get the "leave me alone" message sometimes. But I do get it and I just wish this one particular person I'm thinking of all the best. 

    She is a nice person, hard-working and decent so if she doesn't like me I can't help but think I've done something wrong. I long to ask her if I have, but I can't help but think it would make things worse.

    So I just literally walk on by, sometimes with a smile if I can muster one, and hope this uneasiness is all in my head. With her, at least, I can't help but think of that saying attributed to Abraham Lincoln: "Better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to speak out and remove all doubt."
    Better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to speak out and remove all doubt.
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    Better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to speak out and remove all doubt.
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