Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Book review:Habit of a Foreign Sky by Xu Xi

Gail Szeto is the epitome of  an overworked Chinese executive.  As a global investment banker her job demands constant travel and long relentless hours.Already divorced and just when it seemed she was coming out of the grey veil of despair  that blanketed her sterile , bland existence after the death of her only son Gu
Kwan.  . Then the coup final her mother dies suddenly leaving her with that over indulged half brother Gordie
whom she has only tolerated up until this point.  The title of this book  was taken from a line of an Emily Dickinson poem but even if it wasn't it would still fit perfectly.  Reading this book was like watching an ice skater do a triple jump, I am always impressed and totally awed by their effortless skill and expertise.  Ironically I found myself sympathetic to the Gordie's character because he really tried  almost feverently to keep his relationship going with Gail in spite of her being the product of an affair and her sometimes horrible attitude.  Not that I wasn't sympathetic to Gail because I was until it  came down to the way she was treating her brother.  I mostly felt like Gail's character was greatly misunderstood even by her maid Conchita , who ironically probably was the one person who understood her best..  Like most things in life as cliched as it is to say , nothing is perfect, but I have never been so enthralled with the imperfections.  This book had the amount of imagery ,good use of plot and a narrative that allowed you to see what the other characters where thinking
that seemed plausible.  I gave this book 5 out of 5 books and it is going in the permanent collection

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

My Arkansas by Maya Angelou

The Complete Collected Poems of Maya Angelou  There is a deep brooding
                             in Arkansas
                            Old crimes like moss pend
                           from poplar trees.
                           The sullen earth
                           is much too
                          red for comfort.
                          Sunrise seems to hesitate
                           and in that second
                           lose its
                           incandescent aim,and
                          dusk no more shadows
                           than the noon.
                           The past is brighter yet.

                          Old hates and
                          ante-bellum lace,are rent
                          but not discarded.
                          Today is yet to come
                           in Arkansas.
                           it writhes. It writhes in awful brooding.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Congradulations Desire You won!

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by John Osteen

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