Showing posts with label George Sheehan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label George Sheehan. Show all posts

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Off And Running Monday: George Sheehan, Lawrence Block, Haruki Murakami

Body, mind, and spirit.  Running is good for the entire trinity.  I'm not talking about racing, competitive running, but about inward running, which is good for the mind and the spirit as well as for the body temple which hosts it.


Each January, I resolve to get fit again and return anew to running--and by that I mean jogging.  Physical exercise is a good break from reading.  Jogging forces you to breath, to air out, to pace yourself.  While running, you can mull over what you have read, sort things out, draw connections.  Or you can go inward, meditate, concentrate on your breath, empty your mind for a while.  I've never been able to meditate in a lotus position, but doing so while running comes naturally.  At least for this runner.  Plus it helps regulate your weight and promotes cardiovascular fitness.



If you need to be inspired, you might like George Sheehan's Running & Being: The Total Experience, which I have reread often down through the years.  I also recommend Lawrence Block's memoir, Step by Step: A Pedestrian Memoir.  Block is a competitive runner/walker who tends to overdo it--and who kept saying that he was quitting.  He also said he was done writing novels, but the news is that a new Scudder novel is scheduled to be released in the spring.  I'll be reviewing it here.


 I was delighted to read Haruki Murakami's memoir,  What I Talk About When I Talk About Running (Vintage International), when it first came out.  He also talks a lot about his writing life.


I've not yet read Christopher McDougall's Born to Run: A Hidden Tribe, Superathletes, and the Greatest Race the World Has Never Seen, which appears on many of the non-fiction best lists for 2010.  They say it is also very inspirational.



I enjoyed Roger Robinson's Running in Literature: A Guide for Scholars, Readers, Runners, Joggers and Dreamers as well as Garth Battista's The Runner's Literary Companion: Great Stories and Poems About Running.


And if you've enjoyed these, you might like some of the others on my list at Amazon at the link, here.


That's me, by the way.  A literary jogger who takes it easy on his body and often can be seen walking up hills.  Still moving, after all these years.  I am grateful for the day.

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Books For January: Susan Froderberg, Alan Glynn, Sven Hassel, Raymond L. Atkins, Barbara Hunt, Nevada Barr, William Kent Krueger, George Sheehan

I read good books all year long, but I'm also something of a seasonal reader.  Gardening books tend to be put off until the spring, hunting books until hunting season, and some Halloween and Christmasy books that I didn't get to last year will be put off until the holidays come around again.


This last year, mystery writer Patricia Abbott (pattinase) started the FRIDAY'S FORGOTTEN BOOK feature on her blog, and a number of other writers joined in the project.  Her summing up of the reviews of these books, with links, is here.  My sole contribution was a review of Ed McBain's Money, Money, Money: A Novel of the 87th Precinct (87th Precinct Mysteries), which The Rap Sheet carried as a part of its THE BOOK YOU HAVE TO READ series. 


Besides Forgotten-Book-Fridays, in this space I intend to celebrate Off-And-Running-Mondays, Transcendental Tuesdays, Western Novel Wednesdays, Literary-Analysis-Thursdays, Freezing-Weather-Fridays, Sports Book Saturdays, and Southern-Gothic-Sundays.  Among others.


Just a few of the books I've tentatively scheduled to post about in January include:


Barbara Hunt's A Little Night Music, not to be confused with the Stephen Sondheim musical of the same name, although there ought to be clowns.


This is a 1947 hardcover that is a little-known gem, way ahead of its time, being obscure to begin with and long out-of-print.  Never mind her other books, which were of hoary scope and witchy horrors.  She wrote like an inspired intellectual angel in this one.  On forgotten-book-friday, I'll post a long synopsis and analysis of the book.  This is one that the NYRB needs to pick up and reprint in a new edition in its series of rediscovered and significant books.


This is the month I'll read Sven Hassel's Legion of the Damned (Cassell Military Paperbacks).  My copy is the 1957 first American edition, the first and most autobiographical in a series of novels which became famous in Europe.  The author, under his real name, was a reluctant conscript in a German penal company, fighting for his life with the Nazis against the Russians in the dead of winter.  This seems like the best month to read such a novel.





Raymond L. Atkins' Sorrow Wood has a wonderful dustjacket, a falling down barn, gothic and surreal, with almost metalic blue floral designs in its title font.  A southern gothic novel with social satire and reincarnation, it says.  We'll see.


William Kent Krueger's Heaven's Keep: A Novel (Cork O'Connor Mysteries) has been on my to-be-read shelf for a long time.  January seems like the right time to read this snowy novel that seems to include thoughtful mystery and heartbreaking longing.





I've saved Alan Glynn's Winterland for January.  It comes highly recommended by Emerald Noir novelists Declan Burke and Adrian McKinty, whose blogs I follow almost daily.  They say it's a paranoia novel that reminds us once again of the corrupting influence of bureaucracy.


Nevada Barr's Winter Study (An Anna Pigeon Novel).  I didn't get to this in my naturalism reading binge in November, but this will fit as well in January.  Last year, I read Nevada Barr's Seeking Enlightenment... Hat by Hat: A Skeptic's Guide to Religion, and she soars in my estimation.  The title may be misleading; it is a very insightful and spiritual book.  A bit like reading Marilynne Robinson.





I've sent for Susan Froderberg's Old Border Road: A Novel, off of this review, link.  She writes with the rhetorical word-magic of Cormac McCarthy, they all say.  Well, I'm willing to be convinced.  I may read it later this week.


I also plan on reading Scott Spencer's newest one, Man in the Woods.  A thriller-of-conscience and a dog story too.





Once a runner, always a runner, but January is the time to start getting in shape again.  I plan to start by being inspired by George Sheehan's  Running & Being: The Total Experience once again.  Other running, fitness, and diet books will no doubt follow, most of them with literary nuances.


The next significant holiday at our house is Valentine's Day, which we celebrate Groundhog Day (Special 15th Anniversary Edition) through Valentine's Day itself.  But that involves next month's reading, so more on that later.