Friday, April 20, 2012

Article by Rachel Noel: Peace in Death

I am posting this on my uncle's birthday for my readers at The "I'm Gonna Do That" Girl.


Peace in Death

The Gianiny family gathered in a tight bundle in the bright light of the late afternoon. The open floor plan of the rented beach house was dwarfed by the presence of the entire family gathered in one room around one man. Jonathan Gianiny, the youngest son of Lyle and Margaret Gianiny, had just arrived for the family’s annual beach trip.
The journey up the stairs to greet the family had been different this year. Jonathan required the help of four adults to get up the stairs, because he could not get out of his wheelchair nor unhook himself from the oxygen tank that was carried only a few feet behind him by his wife, Carol.
The difference this year, was that Jonathan would have to sleep on the couch upstairs, and not because the house was short on beds, but because this year, Jonathan was dying.

Jonathan Gianiny, more lovingly deemed Jon by his family members, was welcomed into the world by Lyle and Margaret in 1954. This put him last in line of three siblings, Carole and Lynn Gianiny preceding him, the latter only by two years.
The family grew up very close. Lyle, who had two brothers and one sister, and Margaret, who had two sisters, kept their children close to their cousins. The families even started an annual trek to Ocean City, MD, the beach closest to their Washington, D.C. home.
When the families got older, it was harder to plan the Ocean City trips, but Lyle and Margaret made sure that their children and grandchildren were able to continue the tradition by funding the rental of a beach house in Duck, NC.

            Jon, who was normally the tallest and most burley member of the family, had to stay horizontal on the couch throughout his stay at the beach. Instead of setting up the canopy, as was custom, he had to helplessly stay inside. The son, brother, husband, uncle, and stepfather, who once had a decided, but undeniably goofy presence, was forced into quiet. It took so much effort for Jon to speak that he would get winded.
            Jon’s condition undeniably took the toll on the family, but they were determined not to let him see their grief. There were muffled sobs coming from unopened doors and whispered conversations that would come to a halt when others would impede. But the Gianiny family, though dealing with their grief, was planning something else: how to make Jon feel less sick for the days he was at the beach.

            Jon met his wife, Carol, 13 years ago. Jon, who had just ended a long-term relationship, and Carol, who was recently divorced, seemed to be a perfect fit. It wasn’t long before Jon brought Carol, along with her children, Angela and Jesse Foy, along on the annual beach trip. The two were married a year later in a church in Leesburg, VA.
            Carol, who was an avid Christian, and Jon began to attend church regularly, more increasingly in the most recent years when they found a place they felt was their spiritual home at Church of the Holy Spirit.
            The Christian faith that Jon and Carol had been building over the years was put to the test when, just after the couple had purchased their dream home, a small farm outside of Leesburg, Jon was diagnosed with liver cancer.

            The Gianiny family gathered around Jon, on the floor or in chairs. The family had to weave in and out of electric cords that were attached to the amp that sat beside the television. Jon’s son-in-law, Nathaniel Davis, had brought his electric guitar and Jon’s niece, Caroline Noel, had brought her acoustic guitar. Jon, who was a drummer, did not have a set of drums. He was not strong enough to play them anymore. But Nathaniel had brought a drum board, which even with the lightest of touches would emit sound. He placed the board in Jon’s hands, who then tapped his fingers over the various buttons to get his bearings. He looked up at his family and smiled. Hours of music ensued.
            The family gathered in the living room every night that week, instruments and voices creating a cacophony of sound. Carol had brought as binder full of his favorite Christian songs, and even those who neither knew nor liked them joined in because they knew it was what Jon wanted. Even his parents, who weren’t fans of Led Zeppelin, honored Jon’s request when he longed to play “The Song Remains the Same.” He would go to bed exhausted each evening, but he would frequently whisper “One more!”
            Even more pressing of an issue than the nightly “Hooten-Gianiny” was how to get Jon down to the beach to see the ocean.

            Jon, who was very weak, was able to come to the beach because of the devotion of family. But they, alone, could not provide all of the services and equipment he would need. It was with the help of Hospice that Jon truly was able to make it to the beach.
            Hospice provides many services to its patients, including providing equipment, counseling and therapies in addition to the patient’s medical regimen. The main goal of Hospice is to provide care on more than one level. They function under the assumption that “those involved in the process of dying have a variety of physical, spiritual, emotional and social needs. The nature of dying is so unique that the goal of the hospice team is to be sensitive and responsive to the special requirements of each individual and family.”

            Lynn, Jon’s sister, began searching the phone books for Hospice services in Duck, NC. If they could not provide a way to get Jon down to the beach, she was sure that there would be some service like it that could provide the family with a way to get him off of the couch and onto the sand.
            She found a free lifeguard service that assisted in taking the disabled to the beach. She called the service and they set up an appointment to come and pick him up later that day.
            The lifeguard arrived in a van that was large enough to carry three of Jon. He got out and helped the family take Jon down from the top-most floor and into the vehicle that would take him to the beach. The drive was less than 30 seconds, but the last feat was to get Jon up the boardwalk and down the sandy stairs that led to the family’s canopy. The lifeguard, with the help of the family, easily got Jon down onto the beach.
            Jon’s sisters dug, with their hands, a hole in front of Jon. Lynn took a bucket down to the water, filled it to its brim, and poured the fresh ocean water into the hole. Jon placed his feet inside the warm water and smiled. He stayed there for an hour, a task that had seemed impossible only the day before. The lifeguard returned for Jon, as helpful on the return as he was on the way down.

            The next day, Carol decided quite early in the day that she should take Jon home. She said he just seemed like he needed to go home after so many exhausting days at the beach. She and her daughter gathered their things in less than an hour before they were ready to pack Jon in the car.
            The same four men to bring Jon upstairs gently took him back down again. Behind him was a precession of family, young and old, waiting to say goodbye. He was gently placed in the car before he was bombarded by hugs and kisses from the mob of family that stood outside of the car.
“It was almost cinematic,” Lynn said. “Everyone said goodbye.”
            The next afternoon, the family got a call from Carol. Jon had died at 2:30 p.m.
            “He said “I have to go now,” and he was gone,” Carol said.

            Three days later, the family was gathered, not inside a drafty beach house, but a sweltering church that dated back to the Civil War. The cousin’s from Jon’s childhood arrived in droves. The church, which could hold less than 100, was packed. Jon’s fellow congregates at the Church of the Holy Spirit were also there. The people who stood in and flowed out of the church were there for one reason: to celebrated Jon’s life.
            The worship band from Church of the Holy Spirit played many of Jon’s favorite songs. His pastor led the services as a friend would have, less concerned with ritual than love. Lynn, who was deemed to write a eulogy, took her place at the pulpit before the grieving group. She used humor to invoke laughter, Jon’s favorite sound.
            “I know he wouldn’t want us to cry,” Carole, his oldest sister, said, “but it’s okay to cry a little bit. We just miss him.”

            Hospice, who provided care to Jon in his last days, also provides care to the family in the aftermath of a death. They provide support groups and ways to find them. The international foundation has a local chapter almost everywhere. Hospice, in most places, provides this grief support for as long as a year. Carol is currently utilizing the services and has found a support group.
            But the biggest support for Carol and the rest of the Gianiny family has been each other. In the months following Jon’s death, the family has added a lot of gas mileage to their cars. The road trips, which can be as long as five hours, are for support in the loss of a loved one, of Jonathan Gianiny.

The Gianiny family will again take their annual beach trip in the summer of 2010 to spread Jon’s ashes. In his last days, he had spoken to Carol about what to do with his remains. He deemed Duck, NC, his final resting place, as it was his favorite place in the world.
Though the family will be mourning Jon’s death next July, they will be celebrating his memory, as well as new life. His nephew, Andrew Giacomazzi, just welcomed a baby girl, Nicole, on the morning of Nov. 20.

Monday, December 13, 2010

Reading List, 2010-2011

If anyone has input on these unread ones, good or bad, let me know! I'll definitely take it into account before I read.

"Fight Club," Chuck Palahniuk
I was terrified to read this. I love the movie so much that I thought I would forever ruin a film that will always be in my top 10. I was so, so excited to find that the book was just as beautiful as the movie, and that the two are perfect partners. Fight Club deserved every shard of praise that shone and still shines upon it. It makes me sad to know I will never, ever write something that gorgeous. My only qualm: the last chapter, aka the ending. The movie trumps the shit out of the book here.

"Clapton: The Autobiography," Eric Clapton
Sweet reading gods, I finally finished this. The best way to describe this autobiography is that the first 100 pages had a flat line, while the last 228 had a heartbeat. The first part of the book was SO packed with names that I couldn't tell anyone apart, even the people I knew. He also seemed quite content with skipping over some of the earlier happenings in his life, but it made me feel like he didn't care much. However, he got me crying later and said some moving things about music. Overall, this was good, but not the best rock bio I've ever read. I'll give him props for his America obsession as a child (I have the reverse with the UK) and the last paragraph.

"Uncharted TerriTori," Tori Spelling
As usual, delightful, funny, and everything I wanted to know! It furthered my belief that Tori and I are friend soulmates, as half of her health encounters mirrored my own. It actually helped me in a time of great health strife to read about Tori's troubles. I appreciated this book so much.

"The Great Gatsby," F. Scott Fitzgerald
Not that I didn't read this in high school, but I spent my summer re-reading it by the pool. I forgot how much I loved the imagery in the first half of the book. While the ending was much more grim than I even remember, I still love this story. It's almost painful how beautiful Fitzgerald's sentences are, not to mention how amazing of a character Jay Gatsby is.

"Nerd Do Well," Simon Pegg
I have the biggest lady wood for Simon Pegg, so I was really ecstatic to find a signed copy waiting for me on my desk one day. (I WAS IN HIS THOUGHTS FOR A MILLISECOND. I CAN'T EVEN FULLY COMPREHEND THIS NOTION!) While there were some things I was wishing he'd expound upon more, it was still lovely to get a peek inside this man's head. It had me laughing and even crying at some points. I honestly think all high schoolers should be forced to read this tale, as it, more than anything, is the journey to finding who you are and not being afraid to go for it. I truly believe if I'd have read this when I was 16, my whole life would be different. Pegg has a beautiful vocabulary and some incredibly meaningful words about life in general to share with everyone. I recommend it, especially for girls like me who bake "Shaun of the Dead" cakes and drink out of a "Spaced" mug.

Summer Reading List, 2010

"This Is Where I Leave You," Jonathan Tropper
This book was pretty cliche for the most part, but I still liked it. I didn't LOVE it, but I liked it. There were some moments that made me cry because they hit far too close to home, and I think that's what keeps this book from being so cliche that it is obsolete. The story focuses on the Foxman family, who gather together to sit shiva to mourn the loss of their patriarch, Mort. The ending is by far too rushed and the most cliche part of all, but other than that, I found Tropper made some pretty true and poignant statements about life, family, and love.

"Diary"
Rant being the only other Palahniuk book I've read, I can't say that I'm an expert, but I was unsure of his handling of the ending. I expected a new design to present the story and he definitely did that. He used storytelling in a fresh way, which always takes some getting used to, but I always appreciate. I would rather adjust myself as the reader than the writer always take me to the same place. I found it hard to stop reading this short book once I was on a roll, but the build-up lead to a kind of lackluster end - I didn't really get the huge ending from him that seemed appropriate for such suspense. I suppose that's how he is - anyone who has ever watched and consequently loved "Fight Club" loves it for its jarring ending. However, just because this ending wasn't what I expected didn't mean that it was automatically fantastic because of its unpredictability. I didn't dislike the whole novel because of it, but I found myself wanting more, and not in the good way of "author knows best..."
"Lullaby"
I loved this one. It was still crazy, yet much easier to follow than the other Palahniuk books I've read. It centered around a journalist and culling songs (use your Google skills, lazy ass). My only complaint is that while the first 3/4's of the book were good, the twist for the last 1/4 should have been expanded on. The book was short enough that he could have added a solid 100 more pages on the "wham, bam, thank you, ma'am" Palahniuk twist that is ALWAYS, always present.... except maybe in Diary. On to FIGHT CLUB!!!!
[both by Chuck Palahniuk]

"How to Buy a Love of Reading," Tanya Egan Gibson
I think I might have loved this book. The only reason I can't figure it out is not because of lack of characterization, or the characters themselves, or the story, or the point of view, or the bittersweet ending, or any other device used in this book. It was the overload of SAT words. In some instances it made sense (Carley, the main character, is constantly studying for her SAT's and being bombarded with the importance of language/reading/etc.), but in others, I was pretty sure the writer just wanted to boast her knowledge of the English language. I can't hold the author against the novel though, as the story was compelling and made me cry, once I got used to the maze of language. If you read my copy, you won't get through more than 2 pages without marks on it for words I either didn't know or thought excessive. The different ways Gibson told the story, however, were inventive and fun to read. They made me interested in the characters, especially in Hunter and Carley's friendship, so much so that the ending had me crying on my couch in tears for the final 20 pages. As the famous & oft quote Gatsby in this novel, "And so we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past." This book did force me back into the past, to reevaluate my own life, love, and specifically, my love of reading. That Fitzgerald line always whispered beautiful to me, but today, it made me cry as I realized how much I loved it, loved reading, and how much I needed to change. Love of Reading re-sparked my own.

"The Road," Cormac McCarthy
Not to sound like I didn't enjoy this novel, but I was a little surprised at how much credit it received. I thought it had some wildly beautiful language and imagery, and a moving father/son relationship at the core of it all, but not much happened. I guess I was just expecting more out of a novel set in a post-apocalyptic world. I felt the character growth through the characters, but not really through the events. I felt emotions through the characters, but not really because of what had happened to them. I felt disgust and fear through the characters, but not through the should-have-been-grossly-detailed-but-were-vague descriptions of the cannibalistic and violent activities of human race. Of course, this kind of counteracts my statement about great imagery, but I assure you: the imagery of place was dire and deep. However, the imagery of the off-stage humans, the ones who were responsible for every move the main characters made, was lacking. I needed McCarthy to prove how evil they were, even though my imagination ran wild, and there was one (**SPOILER**) instance of a barbecued baby that finally pushed into the level of description I wanted.

"Mommywood," Tori Spelling
There's nothing critical I can say here. Tori Spelling is who she is, and her books are that way as well. Maybe that's why I have such an obsession with her and her life. She's funny, normal, clumsy, OCD, anxious, weird, and seems like she could be my best friend. Every book I read of hers feels like I'm reading the diary of a close friend to catch up on what's been going on in her life. The light-hearted, sweet (and often laugh-out-loud funny) tone of her books is refreshing from the rest of what we think we're supposed to read, the books that get you a respectful stare instead of one with laughter brimming from behind it. Loved it! (Thanks for the birthday present, Ma!)

"My Horizontal Life," Chelsea Handler
This book was really funny. It was actually more tame than I thought it would be, but entertaining nonetheless. Quick read if you enjoy reading things that are funny, racy, and/or awesome.

"Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West," Gregory Maguire
Not even done with this, but there is absolutely nothing that could happen to prevent me from adding this book to my list of favorites. Fucking BRILLIANT. (After finishing this book, though it didn't ever fizzle, it did slow down significantly. If the detail of the first half of the novel were applied to the last half, this book would be perfect. However, I still loved it! Definitely a favorite and I look forward to reading more of his books.)

Summer Reading List, 2009

"Welcome to My Planet, Where English is Sometimes Spoken," Shannon Olson
This book started out better than it ended. Not that it didn't end well, but it changed dynamics. It began with this fucked up character involved in confusing situations - you know - real life. As one of these people, I appreciated the realistic approach it had. It just slowly lost it's edge... fizzled out a bit. I would still read it, simply for the first half and well, you have to know what happens after that, right?

"Sex and the City," Candace Bushnell
I honestly like the show more than the book, but I think that's just because the columns were organized so strangely. The narrator is not Carrie and the character of Carrie was even more crazy and unlovable than the SJP Carrie in the late seasons of the show. It was interesting to get more background on Mr. Big, but I'm sad that I didn't get that with the others. The characters were all changed up and a departure from the girls in the show, so it wouldn't have been helpful anyway. I'll really give it up to the show here - they took this book and ran with it, in a very awesome way. Of course, to Ms. Bushnell's credit, the first couple of chapters were word for word the script for the first season, so she isn't the worst, she just could have done much more.

"The Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood," Rebecca Wells
I LOVED this. If you like Southern lit, you HAVE to read this. The relationship between the mother and daughter, and the mother and friends is beautiful. The visuals are astounding, and I cried left and right. This is one of my new favorites because of its simple yet wildly intricate story.

"Bright Lights, Big City," Jay McInerney
The 2nd person narration is really what made this a good book. I, admittedly, had to have a dictionary beside me, even if the book was small in length. Jay has a really well-rounded vocabulary, but doesn't use it out of context - even when I had to roll over and look in the Oxford edition I have, I didn't feel like an idiot. I felt like he was trying to enlighten me somehow. The disenchantment of the main character (YOU) was relatable, though he still had bounds of optimism left at the end. I recommend everyone read this, simply because it's a new classic and I feel everyone should experience it.

"Valley of the Dolls," Jacqueline Susann
I felt like I was opening the head of someone from this era and gazing down into their brain. It was pretty intense from the get-go, but not as drug-centered as I thought it would be. It really circled around the 3 main characters and their struggles in show business, something that interested me as a former drama nerd. It was actually pretty depressing - no fairy tale - but it seemed very believable, even in it's craziest moments. When the drugs did finally show up in the plot line, they still didn't overwhelm the reader. They seemed like another character, introduced when her time was appropriate. I must admit, I was disappointed it wasn't grittier and more drug-fueled, but I'm a little dark when it comes to my literature.

"The Story of 'I Love Lucy'," Bart Andrews
A good example of literary journalism, I had to read this for prep on my literary journalism class in the fall - not assigned, just thought it would be a good idea. I also really wanted to know about some specific episodes and about their marriage, and I got it all. Informative yet entertaining, an updated version (published in like 1977 or so) would be helpful!

"The Secret Life of Bees," Sue Monk Kidd
This novel was about as cute as everyone said it would be, but I think it's for the younger reader. Not necessarily a tween, but just younger than me. I cried, but not as much as everyone said I would, and I thought the climax of the novel was only important if you were at just the right age. She did write well, though, and her visuals were astoundingly accurate - something I find important (and divine) if you're describing the south, especially in the summer months. Being able to take me there - even if it's already summer in NC - is important because I've lived them!

"The Time Traveler's Wife," Audrey Niffenegger
This book was just as good as I was told it would be - I was surprised by all of the the romance in it, though, because of the type of readers that suggested it to me. I figured it would be more sci-fi or something - I can't put my finger on what my notions were then. The romance is well done though, because you feel the anguish of the two characters and therefore, it's realistic even with the time traveling element. I finished this at 4 in the morning, sobbing uncontrollably beside my boyfriend. I looked at him differently for the next couple of hours, but I won't say too much so to keep the story a mystery for those who haven't read it! I'm not really sure what my opinion on the ending is, but I still like it.

"Atonement," Ian McEwan
JUST as sad as the movie, but now I have a greater appreciation for both. Another one that had me crying throughout, another good example of real love rather than that of the fairy tale variety. His pretentious language can get a bit boring though, so I actually recommend seeing the movie first if you feel like you'll get lost in the waves of old-fashioned language.

"I Am Legend," Richard Matheson
Completely different from the movie, the book is actually made of up of the "I Am Legend" novella, followed by a lot of other short stories. They all read like Twilight Zones, and I love that kind of stuff. It scares you because of the psychology of it all rather than physical threats. Come to find out, Matheson wrote a lot of episodes of "The Twilight Zone." How about that?

"Intensity," Dean Koontz
I got this book solely for the purpose of all the memories attached to it. Whitty got a copy from her grandmother when she was 9 and she would select racy passages for us to read together. She actually got in trouble with the legendary Ms. Lester because it was "indecent for a 4th grader to possess." It was - who cares? We've always read too old for our age. Anyway, it really is a good thriller, Dean Koontz just isn't really an amazing writer. He's a little too pretentious, using large words that aren't merely difficult, but so obscure that you can't understand why he just won't use simple language. It's almost as if he tries to create a masterpiece of literature while also attempting to shock and scare his reader - that can't happen. Fear is simple. I would recommend the read (since I took extra precaution with security before sleeping last night) because it does induce a since of dread, but I'm not sure how much of Koontz's writing I'll read after this.

And because I only read one book in that horrific school year, I'll tack in onto this list:
"Honor Thy Father," Gay Talese
This was the first nonfiction look inside the Mafia EVER, so it was pretty intense. This rounded out at almost 600 pages, so it was tiring and sometimes a little overbearing, but overall, I found it interesting and realistic. Talese told the story from multiple perspectives, which helped me out a lot. It made me realize, though, that the Mafia is not as glamorous and action-packed as we've been led to believe. It's a lot more about loyalty and love than you'd ever think organized crime could be.

School Year Reading List, 2008-2009

Just to note: "Invisible Man" has absolutely become one of my favorite books. I have never remembered a book after one read as well as I remembered that one, and it is because Ellison is so good at what he does.

Jessica Darling series by Megan McCafferty :
"Second Helpings"
I am WILDLY addicted to these books. I never expected to be because they looked so girly and immature, but the journal entries mirror my journal so closely that I can't help but love them! This picks up half a year after the other left off and in true fashion, left me wanting more. Marcus Flutie, you are the love of my life. On to the next..
"Charmed Thirds"
This one spanned the entirety of Jessica's college years, which was both good and bad at the same time. It was a fun way to portray more life experiences, but took away from the detailed accounts of the first two books. It did, however, move into more mature content that is much easier to currently relate to rather than the nostalgic high school issues from the former books.

"Secret Diaries of a Call Girl," Anonymous
FINALLY. I started to read this when I still had some form of downtime, but now I have much less. Belle is witty and takes away the stigmas of the working girl. She actually makes it sound appealing. This book is racy as hell until about 2/3's of the way through when she stops talking less about her sexual encounters and more about her life. It's worth reading though! I appreciate a woman who can talk candidly about sex, even if it is anonymous. P.S. It's really fun to make your guy read all of the dirty and/or funny parts. Trust me, he'll enjoy it.

"Rant," Chuck Palahnuik
Chuck is weird. Anyone who has seen "Fight Club" knows this, but it's that addictive kind of weird. Anyway, he wrote this book in the fashion of interviews with multiple people telling the story of the book's deceased namesake. It took some getting used to, but once you get into the style, it's very good. The twist got me - he finds a way to creep in on even the most suspecting sci-fi/thriller readers. This one makes you think.

"The Rolling Stone Interviews," Various Authors
The title makes the subject matter of the book very obvious. It was good to read about some of my favorite people and some I knew nothing about. My only qualms with this book is that they say they have picked the best interviews. I disagree. There are some notable figures, in music especially, that they left out. I also know I've read much better interviews in RS in the past and present. Overall, it was good, but not the most staggering collection of interviews.

"Invisible Man," Ralph Ellison
This was actually really good. I think everyone should be required to read it. It really does have some good insight about African American life in America. It has so many ins and outs - almost everything Ellison does relates to a deeper thing. It's actually amazing how intricate he gets with connecting details upon details to a much larger issue. It's not too hard to read either! I would definitely say, socially, you should know this book. It enlightens.

"Mama Day," Gloria Naylor
I LOVE Southern writers, novels, etc. This was not only a Southern novel but it was written about an island with unique African American culture. The dialect is perfect. So is the scenery and the voices of the characters are unique. It's really funny and every time I opened the book, I felt like I was on a front porch with my shoes off and the summer air was touching my skin - the imagery is just that good. I'd definitely read this outloud to my kids, racy/scary parts and all. This book touches on all genres. READ!

"Middle Passage," Charles Johnson
I ended up going through this one wildly fast. It was good, but I think I probably missed a lot in my haste to get it done. It's a unique book, though, because it talks about slave trade in a recently emancipated America yet it is done in a modern tone. It's also racy, and I love anything that's racy because well, I am. Haha. The Allmuseri are also a fascinating group of characters.

Summer Reading List 2008

"Fargo Rock City," Chuck Klosterman
I bought this book thinking it was just going to be Chuck's personal experiences, but it's more of an analysis of heavy metal culture. Of course, I still loved it. He justified my liking of 80's metal (hair metal, even!) I'll still probably call Bon Jovi a "guilty pleasure," but from now on I have an ally. The most exciting moments in this to me were about GNR. Now I will just open the pages of this book to point out how musically gifted they are (were?) instead of arguing with anti-metalist's.

The Mitford series by Jan Karon:
"Out to Canaan"
This one was much easier to get through - much more happened. I loved some of the breakthrough moments. I'm taking a break from the series now to read some other books. I'll be back to them eventually!

"Franny and Zooey," J.D. Salinger
I loved it. I wouldn't expect less - it is Salinger - but the stories were perfect. They weren't more than conversation really, but the characters created in that dialogue were vivid and endearing. I got really strong visuals from of the stories as well, which I love. The Glass family cannot be ignored as one of the greatest group of literary characters ever created.

"The Shining," Stephen King
This was MUCH different from the movie. It was almost 700 pages, but I couldn't stop reading. Stanley Kubrick took a lot of the context away behind the actions in the movie and reading the original book made everything much more clear and easy to understand. I really liked it! It wasn't as terrifying as everyone had said it would be, though. Then again, if any of it happened to me, I would have freaked out far before the characters in the book did. READ!

"sTori Telling," Tori Spelling
I have this strange new obsession with Tori Spelling. I started watching her reality show and god knows why, because I have hated her since childhood. I loved 90210 & watched it religiously, but hated her. Anyway, I started watching it and became addicted, which is a first for me & reality tv. I was just surprised by how normal, goofy, and smart she is. Their family's adorable. Of course, I had to get the book to get all the details of her life. I got it yesterday in the mail & finished it already!

"Sloppy Firsts," Megan McCafferty
I found this in my room when I got back to Boone because Sarah has been reading it. I thought it looked dumb, but I finally opened it last night anyway. I finished it in like 5 hours. It was really good! It surprised me. It also pissed me off with such an abrubt ending, but then I realized it was a series. As if I need another series to read when I'm already in the middle of 2....

School Year Reading List, 2007-2008

The Vampire Chronicles by Anne Rice:
"Interview With the Vampire"
It took an unusually long time to finish this with moving/starting school/homework, but I did. I wish the movie would have been more like the book - both are wonderful, but this explains so much more!
"The Vampire Lestat"
Seems like it took me forever, but I'm finished. This answered the many questions that Interview left me with. I really liked it a lot even if it was a completely different style/concept from it's "prequel." Keep in mind that these books intertwine through different time periods and should be read in the order they were written to maximize their marbled plots.

"Tart," Jody Gehrman
I finished this in a night. It was definitely just a guilty pleasure, but one that I couldn't put down.

"Killing Yourself to Live: 85% of a True Story," Chuck Klosterman
Chuck's just a genius to me. I agree with 95% of his opinions & he's just a crack-up. I laughed out loud reading this on the bus everyday!

"Amusing Ourselves to Death," Neil Postman
A highly cynical look at tv/the media, but so true! Postman might be a little extremeist, but only to warn us not to take entertainment as seriously as we should be taking reality.

"On The Road," Jack Kerouac
I unfortunately read this in a really choppy manner - only on the bus. However, it was lovely. I've never fallen in love and pitied a character at the same time or longed to know the tragic subject of a story until I read about Dean Moriarty. READ IT.

"Slash," Slash & Anthony Bozza
His autobiography was INTENSE. I loved to read about how all of my favorite Guns songs came into being. Have to love GNR/Slash/etc. to love this. I've read better autobiographies, but this was pretty good.

"Mediated: How the Media Shapes Your World and the Way You Live in It," Thomas De Zengotita
Inventive & relevant study of the media and the options it leaves us with. It was written more like a conversation than a serious academic book, though it was one.

"The Image," Daniel J. Boorstein
I thought I was in for an extrememly boring/shitty read, this being the oldest out of all the media-related books I had to read for Foundations, but it was actually extremely applicable. Describes modern day behavior, though written in the 60's - may actually be more relevant than the others in some ways?

The Mitford series by Jan Karon:
"At Home in Mitford"
These books are light, happy reading. They have moments of sadness like most fluff-reads, but they're still happy in nature. I've seen them on my mom's shelves for years & they're set in the NC mountains, so I figured why not? Pretty fast & easy! A good start to a series.
"A Light in the Window"
Pretty much just like the other one, but a lot of things that were introduced in the first book were resolved and that's always pleasing. Also getting more intense in the relationship department (i.e. more sexual innuendo in the conversations) though not much, of course, because the main character is a rector. I'm not even sure why I'm reading a book with a rector as the main character in the first place...
"These High, Green Hills"
It took me a long time to read this because nothing happened in the first 60% of the book. Once things started going, however, it was intense..... as intense as these kind of books can get. A main character dies, a new one is introduced, and you fall even more in love with the red-headed boy who's grown up as the series has progressed.