Delicious Sentences

I have a friend who posted this on Facebook:

"She enjoyed registering her fellow citizens' neuroses, intimacies, and habits, plotting them on a scale of decency, and knowledgeably passing on her opinions to others. She was generous in that regard." Nina George, The Little Paris Bookshop.
What delicious sentences.

I thought about what my friend had written as I was re-reading Jane and Prudence by Barbara Pym. It is full of delicious sentences. Some examples below:

"But I've never thought of myself as caring for canons," said Jane rather wildly.

"What are we having for supper?" asked her husband.
"Flora is in the kitchen unpacking some of the china. We could open a tin," added Jane, as if this were a most unusual procedure, which it most certainly was not.

"I suppose old atheists seem less wicked and dangerous than young ones," said Jane. "One feels that there is something of the ancient Greece in them."
Father Lomax, who evidently thought no such thing, let the subject drop.

Jane often thinks or says things "wildly." Little comments like "as if this were a most unusual procedure, which it most certainly was not" and "who evidently thought no such thing." Delicious.

Between You and Me by Mary Norris

I just started this book but I want to write out a quote already. Mary Norris calls herself a "comma queen" at the New Yorker. She checks the grammar and other aspects of stories in the magazine.

In this quote Norris is talking about autocorrect, and it made me laugh out loud.

Autocorrect I could do without. It thinks I am stupid and clumsy, and while it's true that I don't know how to disable it and I can't text with my thumbs like a teenager (though I am prehensile), why would I let a machine tell me what I want to say? I text someone "Good night" in German, and instead of "Gute Nacht" I send "Cute Nachos." I type "adverbial," and it comes out "adrenal," which is like a knife thrust to my adverbial gland. Invited to dinner, I text my friend to ask whether I can bring anything, and she replies that the "food and dissertation" are under control. Good news, I guess. I understand to bring wine and not ask anyone the topic of his PhD thesis.

Fiction is fun

It's turned out to be quite a long time since I've read a novel (a new one; I've been doing a lot of re-reading lately). I kind of forgot how fun it is to read a really good story, and just enjoy the story.

Yesterday I finished A Dangerous Place, by Jacqueline Winspear, the latest of the "Maisie Dobbs" novels she writes. It was great, as have been all the others.

Today I started reading The Bartender's Tale by Ivan Doig. I am enjoying it so much! I've only just started but loving it so far. I was lying in bed this morning thinking over what I've read so far and wondering about what will happen next. I haven't done that in a while, either. It's been a pretty happy, kid-growing-up kind of story so far and I was lying there thinking that eventually probably something bad or sad will happen. There has to be a climax coming at some point, right?

Anyway, I'm having fun. I recommend both books. I'll try to come back and blog more thoroughly about them later.

Georgette Heyer Makes Me Laugh

This is one of the reasons I love reading books by Georgette Heyer: They make me laugh.

Today I am re-reading Faro's Daughter. Who knows how often I've read it already? I keep these books on a shelf by my bed and grab them to read over and over.

A passage I just read made me laugh aloud. The main character, Deb Grantham, and her aunt, Lady Bellingham, are hiding Phoebe Laxton, a young, rather foolish woman, in their home. Phoebe has just been discovered by her persecutor and is so frightened at being seen that she faints when she runs to tell Deb and Lady Bellingham. They succeed in waking her and try to find out what happened to scare her so.

First there is the passage where Phoebe faints and Lady Bellingham is trying to figure out how to revive her:

'Oh, heavens, if it is not one thing it is another!' wailed her ladyship, looking round wildly for the vinaigrette. 'Untie her laces! Where are those salts? Why is nothing ever where it is wanted? Ring the bell! Oh no, the hartshorn is in that cupboard! I shall go distracted! You ought to burn some feathers under her nose, but there are only the new ostrich plumes in my best hat, and really---- However, take them if you like! I am sure I do not grudge them!'

I must admit I snorted as I wrote this. Not very ladylike, I know, but it cracks me up. Barbara Pym also uses "wildly" in this way. Her characters sometimes speak or think "wildly" like Lady Bellingham does here. And I love the way her ladyship is willing to sacrifice her ostrich feathers. Too funny.

The book goes on to describe Deb and Lady Bellingham's unsuccessful attempts to calm Phoebe down with reason and reassurances. They are quite frustrated that nothing they say makes any difference. Then Phoebe's fiance, Lord Mablethorpe, comes in and learns of the problem.

...his brows drew together across the bridge of his beautiful nose, and he said with more decision than Deborah had ever before heard in his voice: 'That settles it, then!'
    Miss Laxton [Phoebe] heaved a huge sigh, and tucked her hand in his. 'I knew you would know what to do!'
    'Well, it's to be hoped he does,' said Lady Bellingham, with some asperity. 'If I had known that all you wanted was to hear someone say that settles it, I would have said it myself for I am sure it is easy enough to say, and doesn't signify in the least!'

I find that quite hilarious. "Asperity" itself is just a funny word. And the absurdity that if her ladyship -- or anyone -- had just said that settles it, all would have been well.

I only know a few other people who love Georgette Heyer novels like I do. My best friend from high school, Cindy B, was the one who discovered them and told me about them; my sister Jan shares my enjoyment; my good friend Gert Bamford also was one of the rare people who not only had heard of Georgette Heyer but, like me, often tested the worthiness of used bookstores by checking to see if they carried Georgette Heyers.

One time when I was sad and scared about some health tribulations going on, my sister was trying to comfort me on the phone. She said, "I wish there was something I could do to help, Mave." I asked her to bring over some of the Georgette Heyer books she owned. Jan said she would bring them all and, "You be the keeper of our Georgette Heyer books." It makes me tear up to think about. What sisterly love.

 

Links:
On Georgette Heyer
Georgette-Heyer.com
Wikipedia
Amazon author page

Searching for Sunday by Rachel Held Evans

I loved this book! I love Rachel Held Evans so I had pre-ordered it when Held-Evans announced it was coming. It's full of memorable statements like the one below.

The book is divided into 7 sections, for 7 sacraments: Baptism, Confesion, Holy Orders, Communion, Confirmation, Anointing of the Sick, and Marriage.

In the prologue, Rachel talks of how "religious folk have always had it out for us night owls." I am not a night owl myself, but my daughter is and I thought of her as I read, "'...At the break of light it [the Church] rememebers the morning on which death and sin lay prostrated in defeat and new life and salvation were given to mankind.' This comes as unfortunate news for someone like me who can barely remember who she is at the 'break of light,' much less ponder the theological implications of the resurrection...No doubt I would have shooed poor Mary Magdalene away with a soft, pillow-muffled grunt had she asked me to help her bring the burial spices to the tomb that fateful morning two thousand years ago. I'd have slept right through the Main Event."

Later, still in the prologue, she writes about some reasons she feels people are leaving the church: "We don't want to choose between science and religion and between our intellectual integrit and our faith...When our gay, lesbian, bisexual, and transgender friends aren't welcome at the table, then we don't feel welcome either..."

My own theory about why people aren't coming to church goes beyond what the church has or has not to offer. That's definitely a factor. But I feel, actually it's more practical than that -- they don't feel like setting the alarm on a weekend day and having to get up, get dressed, and go somewhere. But that's a whole different subject I won't go into right now.

The subtitle of this book is "loving, leaving, and finding the church." A big part of Held Evans' life story is that she grew up in an evangelistic church her father pastored, was very gung-ho, excelling in the Biblical pursuits espoused by the church, and believing wholeheartedly everything taught there. Then as she grew older and started being exposed through books and life to many other types of beliefs and conflicting values, she started to wonder and doubt about the teachings of the evangelistic church.

This book talks of leaving the evangelical tradition and looking for a church she felt better matched her beliefs, yet also coming to terms with the evangelical church that is her heritage, and even realizing she loved that history and needed it.

A great quote from the baptism chapter: "The good news is you are a beloved child of God; the bad news is you don't get to choose your siblings." So funny because it's so true.

Held Evans talks in this chapter about the feeling that you are not fit for church membership until you've conquered your "demons" -- the sin in your hearts. She writes: "demons are as real as the competing identities that seek to possess us. But rather than casting them out of our churches, we tend to invite them in, where they tell us we'll be children of God when

•  we beat the addiction.
• we sign the doctrinal statement
• we help with the children's ministry
• we get our act together.
• we tithe.
• we play by the rules.
• we believe without doubt.
• we are married. 
• we are straight.
• we are religious.
• we are good."

I had not thought of sin or demons that way. I know there is sin in the world and in our hearts. I just hadn't thought of them in such a concrete way, as devils or demons.

And, "...sometimes I think what the church needs most is to recover some of its weird...In the ritual of baptism, our ancestors acted out the bizarre truth of the Christian identity: We are people who stand totally exposed before evil and death and declare them powerless against love. There's nothing normal about that."

Rachel writes about doubt coming in to her life, "like an invasive species, like kudzu trellising the bran: What if none of this is true? What if it's all one big lie?"  I can related to this kind of doubt. Over the years I would periodically go into a kind of season of doubt. Now, though, I am usually successful in avoiding those seasons. I was in a doubting season when I heard that my brother had ALS. I decided then that I did not want to think any more about doubt; that I would believe like a child. It was and is basically mind control. When those kinds of thoughts start sneaking into my brain, I start thinking about other things. For this situation, I usually start thinking about my blessings and all the things I believe without doubt. 

In another place in this book, Held Evans says, "people bond more deeply over shared brokenness than they do over shared beliefs." That struck me as true. It is in her chapter nine, called "Dirty Laundry." I know we shouldn't try to present a perfect church face to the world, however there definitely have been times where I felt that, even if I was inclined to invite someone to my church, I could not do it because I was too afraid they'd find out my church (at that time) did not let women be elders or ministers, or I had a fear that my minister (at that time) might say something I was ashamed of and that would be offensive. Yet I get the sentiment that Rachel wrote, "I've heard many recovering alcoholics say they've never found a church quite like Alcoholics Anonymous. They've never found a community of people so honest with one another about their pain, so united in their shared brokenness." How do we strike a balance between not airing our diry laundry and being that shared-brokenness-community of love to each other?

I love this phrase, too, "broken and beloved."

This blog entry is about just the beginning of the book. It's chock full of more and deeper thoughts, as well as interesting, funny stories. I highly, highly recommend it.

The Innovators by Walter Isaacson

Can you imagine this woman, Ada Lovelace, the daughter of Lord Byron, is the first person featured in this history of technology - the internet and computers? I read about Lord Byron in the Georgette Heyer Regency novels that I love. He was a famous, romantic novelist. In this book, The Innovators, it sounds as if he married for money and the marriage did not last long. Ada's mother must have disliked Bryon a lot because she had Ada tutored in Math in order to "counteract" any tendencies Ada might have to poetry.

It turned out Ada had a love for the poetry of mathematics and science. I did not know this but it turns out that Steve Jobs always featured an image of the intersection of technology and liberal arts when he gave demos of new products. The book had this intersection as a theme, writing about the many different people who exemplified that intersection, and who built on each others' ideas to develop computers, networking and the internet.

Walter Isaacson wrote a biography of Steve Jobs that was a bestseller, and that I also read. It was great. I was thinking at first to describe The Innovators as a bunch of short biographies. But really, it's a biography of technology.

One of the things that surprised me as I read it was the communal aspect of the technology world. When they said, "Power to the people," they meant it. Or many of them did. Many of the creators and inventors who were a part of the development of technology strongly believed in NOT having a central authority that determined rules and so on. They believed in spreading the control throughout the system, with no one person or entity in charge. There was even an early technology company called "The Love and Grace Company."

The structure of the internet is kind of like a fishnet, with multiple paths from one thing to another. There's a piece of equipment in our server room, and millions of other server rooms, called a "router" because that's truly what it is. It routes the data from place to place. And if one router goes down, the data is routed around it.

I was also surprised by the women featured in the book, who were integral parts of the growth of technology. There were a team of women who did the programming of the huge, early computers. They configured the pathways and plugged the cables in and out to program the computers manually. They were usually very much unacknowledged, but they still loved their work.

There's a story of the "mother of all demos" that early inventors had in order to show others the power of computers. It is mentioned not only in the history itself, as an event and what happened, but often referred to by people who attended it as being a big influence for them. For this demo, 4 women did the programming and worked 24x7. The book recounts how the night before the demo they were all exhausted and even though there was still an unsolved problem, they had to go home and go to bed. One woman woke up at 4am with the solution in her head and she went over to the room at that wee hour in the morning to put in the fix.

But these women were not even invited to the demo. There was a big dinner afterward to celebrate and the women were not included. As the men went off to their dinner, the women walked to their hotels in the cold. Sheesh. However, one of those women was in the Navy, became a brigadier general, and had the longest career of anyone in the Navy.

With my work being in the technology arena, it's not surprising I found the book interesting. But I think people not even as geeky as I am would enjoy it, too. It's about people and how they worked together and alone, how they built on each others' ideas, how ideas came to them, how technology involved, the culture surrounding them -- so much more than just how computers were invented.

I highly recommend it.

Scary Close by Donald Miller

I pre-ordered this book when I read about it coming out. Partly I pre-ordered it because I read Blue Like Jazz by Donald Miller but also because if you pre-ordered it you got two freebies with it, the ebook of Blue Like Jazz, and a soundtrack of 16 songs that Miller made in honor of the book. The sound track seemed like a fun idea. I just downloaded it and started to play it for the first time.

It turned out, though, that I liked the book more than I'd even expected I would. I kind of devoured it. I have been thinking a lot about how to be more...essential? ...transparent? ...vulnerable? Not sure of the best word. I think of it as "Mavis being Mavis," not trying to be someone or something I'm not, not worrying so much about what other people might think of me or what I say or do.

This book fed right into this line of thinking. Miller wrote about the process of changing himself while falling in love with his now wife, Betsy. It's about relationships and things he learned about how to be good at relationships. It talks a lot about marriage and falling in love, but you can take what he writes about and apply it to any relationship.

When my brother Dan died, as I've written about before, one of the many things I realized was how important relationships are. It was beautiful to see Dan's friends, including co-workers, and family surround him with faithfulness and love. It made me not just realize but start to live with the priority of building good relationships with whoever is in my life. This book is full of thoughts and stories about how to do that.

It's got some helpful kind of self help type of tips, like 5 kinds of manipulation, but I didn't really feel like I was reading a self help book. It felt like Donald Miller was just talking to me about what he went through and learned. He has a friendly style of writing. It never bored me or seemed like a slog.

I think it'd be a good one for my two sons and wife and girlfriend. There are even online courses for pre-marriage, marriage and parenting. Quite a package deal.

Lila by Marilynne Robinson

Loved, loved, loved it. It inspired me to read 2 more of Robinson's books, Home and Gilead. I'm going to try to write about Gilead later.

Lila is set in Gilead, at least the present-day part of it is. Home, too, is set in the town of Gilead, as is, of course, Gilead. I like it when authors write books that interlace the way these 3 do. There are different main characters, different plots, different times, but it's kind of like catching glimpses of old friends from other books. Barbara Pym does a good job with this, too.

Lila is the name of, and story of, the woman who becomes the wife of Reverend Ames, the main character in Gilead. She's a strange character. She grew up very poor, mostly looked after by a woman named Doll. Doll and Lila lived a kind of hobo life. The book begins when Lila is alone, grown, and staying in an abandoned house in the town of Gilead.

It's been quite a while since I read the book and I had to take a look to remember if the book was written in first person or not. Even though it is not, it kind of felt like you were inside Lila's head, and seeing the unfolding of events from her perspective.

You follow the progression of her relationship with "the Reverend," as she calls him. It is a strange coupling, it seems. They are so different. Yet there is a lot of attraction between them, and they do love each other. Reverend Ames, who knows so much about theology and faith, and who is so much older than Lila, is fascinated by her even though she is so "un-scholarly" compared to him, and kind of "un-eloquent," too. But she's wise. And she loves him, too.

It's hard for me to write about Lila in a way that makes it sound interesting. I'm not sure what to say. Partly, it is such a good book because Marilynne Robinson is such a good writer. It always sounds kind of off-putting to me when someone says they love a book because the writing is so good. It makes me imagine beautiful descriptive passages. They ARE beautiful, but I often start to skim them as I get involved in the story and just want to read for the story, not the writing.

Maybe instead of saying it's so good because of the writing, I could say it's because of Robinson's wonderful way with words. I am all about the story, especially in fiction, and Robinson writes so that I do get into the story. Yet, without making me annoyed by moving away from the story, she fits in flashbacks and passages of inner thoughts.

Festival of Faith & Writing 2014

I started writing a bunch of Festival notes under my photo gallery but then thought it would probably fit better if I write a blog and embed the pictures. It'll be long but basically I'm transposing little notes I took at the Festival. Most were sentences/quotes that I found thought-provoking.

My photos:
http://moonfamily.smugmug.com/Travel/Festival-2014
Faith & Writing Festival:
http://festival.calvin.edu/
Speakers:
http://festival.calvin.edu/plan/speakers/

Gene Luen Yang

Is Art Selfish? was the name of Yang's talk. I had never heard of Gene Luen Yang, but he was so interesting. Definitely want to read and learn more. He's a graphic novelist but prefers to call himself a cartoonist. He spoke on whether art is selfish or selfless. When you write you are alone and need to shut yourself off from others. He has 4 kids and had a photo of a tiny child's hand sticking out from under the door of the room he writes in. They bang and knock on the door.
He asked his wife, "Is art selfish?" and her answer was, "It can be."

He spoke of 4 points:

1. Art as an icon - Intense discipline to point you to something higher than self, our stories as part of a lineage.
2. Art as prayer - Holy Spirit work to create something else. Tame the "monkey mind" to get to flow.
3. Art as an organ - Like a liver. Vital, can't function without it.
4. Art as our act of service - Collection of stories that bind a community together.

Art as a service that renews a people.

From the interview. Boxers and Saints based on the Boxer rebellion.

• It's really irritating that Jesus talked in story.
• He never wrote anything, only in the sand.
• If only he'd written on paper -- like, bullet points
• His (Yang's) heroes of faith:
• Henri Nouwen - Caring for others out of your own brokenness. Don't have to be complete to help others.

http://geneyang.com/

http://festival.calvin.edu/plan/speakers/gene-luen-yang/

Scott Cairns

Time to write:

• start with reading
• poring over a line or two
• praying for something to come of it.
• writers who have found a way to find things to say

Discipline - language - pursuit of truth.

Wallace Stevens poem - "The Idea of Order at Key West."

Make good friends with accomplished dead people.

Midrash says, "And another interpretation might be...."

Threnity - song or poem for the dead

Kol Nidre - recanting from ill-considered vows.

Saint Isaac of Syria / Ninevah - rominent in The Brothers Karamazov.

Poem = Not pointing to or at; not a document of meaning made, but a scene of meaning making.

Language that provokes a vision and more.

People he reads:

• Simeon the Theologian
• W.H. Auden
• Samuel Coleridge
• Emily Dickinson
• Constantin Kovafy
• Elizabeth Bishop
• Robert Frost

Idiot = 

1. Monks who have their own rule
2. Monks who share a rule

Isolated figure. Also, the fool - concern for other, bigger than self.

An idiot who hopes to become a fool.

Writing = coming to terms, but not conclusive. Get more from it each time.

Poem - opportunity to make something useful to the reader.

http://www.faithandleadership.com/qa/scott-cairns-words-lead-you-ideas

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/scott-cairns/
http://festival.calvin.edu/plan/speakers/scott-cairns/

James McBride

He spoke extemporaneously and genuinely about living a good Christian life.
One of McBride's pieces of advice was to forget about mistakes. Try, and then just let it go, put it behind you, then try again later. 

Love and faith are action words.

http://www.jamesmcbride.com/
http://festival.calvin.edu/plan/speakers/james-mcbride/

Brett Lott

• The word "Christian" was never meant to be a modifier, like "Christian plumber," "Christian writer." It makes it a lesser person. We are people who are Christians.
• Descriptions - Triangulate - Points us to a known item to help us know the thing.
• To write precisely, you must be there. Paying attention. Inside the story itself.
• Precision calls for patience, stumbling over.

• Exercise:
• She steps onto the boardwalk, unnerved to hear it creaking under her feet.
• Take the "ing" out. "Creaking" is a gerund, and implies always happening. Make it "creak." Don't rob it of its power.
• Marilynne Robinson - You should always think of your audience as someone who's a little smarter than you.
• Show emotion, don't tell.

http://thegospelcoalition.org/blogs/justintaylor/2013/06/12/bret-lott-on-being-a-christian-who-is-a-writer/
http://festival.calvin.edu/plan/speakers/bret-lott/

Richard Foster

• Words matter. They are the best carriers of idea. And ideas rule the world.
• We are what we think about.
• Allow our words to be grounded in silence.
• Distraction is a key problem.
• Need silence - discipline.
• Silence is writing.

http://richardjfoster.com/
http://festival.calvin.edu/plan/speakers/richard-foster/

Raymond Singer

Screenwriter / Filmmaker. he showed a documentary he directed called "Battlefields to Farmfields." 

It was inspiring. It's a program to get vets into growing food. They find it calms their troubled minds and it also gives them a new purpose in life - to grow food for the world. More about it here:

http://www.groundoperations.net/

It started in Santa Rosa. I'd like to learn more!

http://festival.calvin.edu/plan/speakers/raymond-singer/

Okey Ndibe

I had not heard of Okey Ndibe, either. I loved his voice and manner, and his story. He is from Nigeria and has written several books plus writes essays and commentaries.

Okey Ndibe is working on an autobiography that I hope to read when it comes out. He also is publishing online stories of coming to America. The title begins with "Going Dutch..." He's got intriguing views, looking at the world and religions in a different way than we usually do.

Another book is Foreign Gods, Inc. He mentioned the commodization of gods, buying and selling gods, the ultimate outsider.

http://www.okeyndibe.com/
http://festival.calvin.edu/plan/speakers/okey-ndibe/

Rachel Held Evans

Rachel Held Evans is one of my big favorites who was at the Festival. I've read her books and follow her blog. I wrote a note to a friend after listening to her interview: "There's a scene in "Notting Hill" where the goofy sister says to the movie star, '...and more importantly I genuinely believe and have believed for some time now that we can be best friends. What do YOU think?' That's kind of how I felt." So much of what Evans said seemed like things I would say or do. She seems like a kindred spirit. I know many others feel the same way.

One scene was really funny. During the Q & A time after her talk, someone asked her about how she responds to people who say she is sowing disunity in the church when she voices some of her differences of opinion and so on. She walked away from the podium, closer to the questioner and started talking about how, often, the status quo works for people, and it's natural that they would object to changing it. She said, though, that it is right to express what you believe is true. Then we all heard a low rumble from outside. She stopped and looked out at the audience. "Is that a storm rolling in?" she asked. Before anyone could answer, she scurried over, back behind the podium, folded her hands demurely, and said quickly, "The church is wonderful just as it is, and we should not cause any disunity." We all cracked up.

Before her interview, I had said to my sister that it seemed kind of a shame to me that several of the speakers had talked about the downside of technology such as social networks, e-books and so on. I actually agree that the internet has changed our behaviors. My own reading is most definitely affected. But I said that I wished we could get into a discussion of the best way to take advantage of the benefits of technology, while still encouraging reading. I felt that affinity to Rachel Held Evans when she turned to the audience and said, "It seems like some of the people here are kind of dissing the internet, doesn't it?" And then she went on to talk about how collaborative her writing is, with involving those who respond to her web-based contributions.

Some quotes/gems from Rachel Held Evans.

• Social media - connection with the readers
• From certainty, through doubt, to faith.
• Recognize doubt and uncertainty are part of faith.
• A lot of people are afraid of grace getting out of hand.
• Get out of the way and let Jesus do his thing.
• The Bible as a conversation starter, not a conversation ender.
• Jesus' teachings are annoyingly straightforward.
• Proverbs 31 - This woman is like a Pinterest board come to life!
• The banana of self control. There are so many ways you could make that interesting. (She was referring to how, often when the fruits of the spirit are posted on walls as fruits, self control is a banana because it's the longest.)
• The act of writing is the best part.
• Post-it above her desk: The next sentence is not in the refrigerator.
• Process: Start with animal crackers, move on to more complex carbohydrates.
• Writing is the work of paying attention.
• What makes the gospel offensive is the people it lets in, not those it keeps out.
• Mary Carr, author of Lit, is an author she admires.
• She also reads old prayers as a way to begin writing - Teresa of Avila prayer, Julian of Norwich.
• Other favorites: To Kill a Mockingbird, Mark Twain.

http://rachelheldevans.com/

http://festival.calvin.edu/plan/speakers/rachel-held-evans/

Anne Lamott

Anne I love. I think I've read every book she's written, and I follow her on Facebook. Some gems:

• I don't think we're here to figure it out. "Figure it out" is not a good slogan.
• The way you do one thing is the way you do everything.
• The sacrament of puttering.
• Closet shrinkage.
• Toxic self-consciousness
• "From Mau to Mozart" - documentary she loves.
• Laughter is carbonated holiness.
• We're not hungry for what we're not getting.
• Kill your little darlings - speaking of writing and then editing your writing.
• If you can't find an hour, even Jesus can't help you.
• I have not found inspiration to be a useful tool.
• Voice of distractor and seducer - Have to be firm, strict and nice. You choose which voice.
• You can kind of gently bust yourself...I know, honey, I know.
• Structure and discipline - it's the way to freedom.
• Every day you have to ask yourself, "Do you want the hit or the serenity?"
• We hope for the wrong things.
• People don't need as many casseroles ad you may have thought. I really think it's helpful to offer to do the laundry.
• Barry Lopez - When all is said and done, all we have is compassion and stories.
• Barbara Johnson - We are Easter people in a Good Friday world.
• Can only do it in community.
• Christianity is Jesus saying, "Got a minute?"
• Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change..which is everyone else...and the courage to change the things I can...which is me.
• Annabel - Kathleen Winter - about Inuit in Canada. Ulitmate story of restoration.
• Authors she loves:
• Mary Oliver
• Adrienne Rich
• Fredrick Buechner
• We don't share our good ideas with people so that we may be more comfortable.

https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7113.Anne_Lamott

http://festival.calvin.edu/plan/speakers/anne-lamott/

James Schaap

Jim read from a poem he is planning to publish, still in draft form. It reminded me of "Our Town." The narrator is based on a reporter from a small Iowa town who is dead, talking to the reader who is also dead, introducing him to others in the cemetery "up the hill." He spoke of the dead as "redeemed souls."

I thought it was good writing and I will keep an eye out for the new book.

http://siouxlander.blogspot.com/

http://festival.calvin.edu/plan/speakers/james-schaap/

Miraslov Volf

Volf's talk was the most dense, most truly a lecture, talk I heard. I took tons of notes; there was so much in what he said.

• Theology  articulated way of life.
• Exclusion & Embrace
• Two major cultural elements
• Failure of world to secularize and resurgence of religion
• Gradual pushing out of exploration of the meaning of life from colleges and universities
• Expected secularization - help from Hawkings, Stalin, Mau.
• Thought religion was superfluous. Don't need God to explain.
• Thought religion would privatize
• Thought religion would atrophy
• 1990-2000s - Number of Buddhists, Christians, Hindu, Muslims has grown extensively, also relativity.
• Charles Taylor - philosopher, great book.
• People continue to choose religion for many reasons.
• One reason, central, is:
• Faith explains the world.
• Also, faith manipulates people
• Presumes faith, like science, is to explain and manipulate. 
• Vigorous debate. Debate is misdirected. Leaves out religion.
• Augustine: You move us to delight in you. You have made us to delight us. Our hearts are restless until we find you.
• References to transcendence defines us as human beings.
• Secularists presume religion needs explaining. But religion presupposes humans need religion.
•  When we rest in God, it becomes the axis of our being. To be free and flourishing, life is to be lived in relation to the divine.
• World faiths bring people to transcendence, so their lives have purpose and meaning.
• Science doesn't compete with this.
• Now the debate is, how do we understand transcendence?
• Pushing out the quetion of the meaning of life from colleges and universities.
• End = goal. What is a life worth living?
• Age of purity - goal to parse out the assumed way of life
• Secular humanism - to 1968. Explain meaning of life without religion. Pluralistic.
• 1968 - all changed - Question of life's meaning has ceased to be recognized. Professors swa themselves as scholars, not there to discuss that question, just advancing knowledge.
• Humanities lost out and are at the bottom of a hole, according to a scholar he was talking about.
• Volf thinks more important: You can see a loss of understanding of human nature. As many meanings of life as there are individuals.
• Faith leaders may or may not contribute to this.
• Decisions about life worth living are chosen by preference, like consumerism.
• Stream of new goods is an opiate of people.
• Preferences come under the meaning of life.
• In university, it is about research, the question is how.
• Question for humans is, "to what end?"
• We have lost the ability to deliberate.
• He teaches a course looking at religions/philosophy and ask how would your life change if you followed each religion or philosophy?

After this session I was thinking especially about the part where Volf spoke about preferences, about how we make decisions based on preferences rather than on what will give us a life worth living, help us to answer "to what end." I had been involved in a conversation with two young women discussing choosing a church to join when moving into a new area. I wondered how thinking about this would affect that decision. Rather than preferences, thinking what church would help you to live a life worth living, help you answer "to what end?"

http://divinity.yale.edu/volf

http://festival.calvin.edu/plan/speakers/miroslav-volf/

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UpUxIynUA7Q

Amy Leach

Another author I had not heard of. She is very animated, almost hyper, extremely cheerful, exudes enthusiasm. Some gems.

• Degree in "creative non-fiction."
• Thinking new thoughts - session was on how to encourage thinking new thoughts.
• How can we think independent thoughts?
• I get out of my own ruts, go to things without preconception.
• Why should conversations be so much more understandable than experience?
• Reading old books illuminates our current times
• A longing/yearning to think new thoughts.
• Don't be satisfied with the beginning thoughts. Keep thinking to find new thoughts.
• Find surprising words - dictionary, old poetry.
• Some authors:
• Edward Lear
• Thomas Carlyle
• Lewis Carrol
• Laura E. Richards
• Felicia Lamport
• Shel Silverstein

http://milkweed.org/authors/amy-leach/

http://festival.calvin.edu/plan/speakers/amy-leach/

Dearie by Bob Spitz

Dearie, the Remarkable Life of Julia Child

I haven't written here in a while and now I notice that the last time I wrote it was about Julia Child's best friend, Simca, and now I'm writing about her biography.

Our bookclub chose this book on the recommendation of one of the members who is a fantastic cook. I've been an admirer of Julia Child for quite a while, and have read her memoir, My Life in France. (By the way, that was written with the help of her nephew, Alex Prud'homme, and was used as inspiration in the movie "Julie and Julia," written and directed by Nora Ephron.)

I liked this book a lot. Bob Spitz did a great job of filling the book with facts and details, yet making it interesting and fun to read. In his Afterword he writes about having written a "tome" about the Beatles. Now that I've seen his work, I may check that out, too.

But to get back to Dearie, I loved getting to know Julia Child more. Did you know she was actually 6'3"? I guess she told people she was 6'1" but she was shaving off a couple inches. And her sister "Dort" was 6'5", their brother was 6'4". Have to love a tall family! She seems to have never let it bother her. She sort of galloped through life, making her presence felt wherever she went.

She was not perfect by any means, but what a wonderful woman! She had lots of fun as she grew up in California, in a fairly wealthy family, but she didn't figure out what she really wanted to do until she was somewhere in her 40's, I think it was. That was part of the memoir and movie: her discovery of her love of French food when she went to Paris with her husband Paul, and then going to culinary school to become a chef.

Her devotion to Paul is one of  the things I admire. She loved him so dearly. He loved her, too, of course. In the book you learn that Paul was kind of a difficult guy. He was very smart and creative, but stuck in government jobs and he didn't advance easily in his career because he was rather blunt and sometimes irritating. Even when he got old and lost his memory and eventually needed to live in an assisted living facility, Julia still called or visited him every day and told him all the details of what was going on in her life.

She was not sentimental, though. She was practical in matters of money, for example. She really did not make a whole lot of money for many years of her cooking, TV and book-writing career, and part of the reason for that was her loyalty to those who contracted with her in the beginning. Sometimes she was a contradiction - accepting much less pay than she could get elsewhere in some cases, and other times deciding to go with the party that offered the most money even though she had a longtime friendship with the other person involved.

She liked to flout convention and break the rules. That's another one of the things that makes her endearing to me. I sometimes have a tiny problem with authority myself, and it's fun to read about her doing things pretty much only in order to break the rules. One time she was working on the show, "Julia and Jacques," and insisted on drinking beer with the meal they made even though she never drank beer with meals - she always had wine. But Kendall Jackson was sponsoring the show and some of their representatives were watching, and she just wanted to be contrary. As the author wrote, Kendall Jackson did not sponsor any more shows for her. Not the wisest action for Julia to take, but I can't help but laugh.

Those "Julia and Jacques" shows are a favorite of mine. I want to find them and watch them again. I always felt that Jacques was treating Julia with so much love, even when she was purposely exasperating him with insisting on her methods over his. I was so glad this biography included a bit about these shows. They were a big hit precisely because of that back-and-forth disagreement between the two of them. I knew they were both being genuine, but I didn't know that Jacques was as exasperated by Julia as he must have been. The author said that on some breaks, Jacques would stand on the porch with his fists clenched and let out a stream of French swear words. But then he'd go back on camera and lovingly bow to her opinions. (And speaking of swearing, Julia did her share. She was known to say, or advise others to say, "Fuck 'em!" as she moved forward in what she felt was right.)

By the time she was filming those "Julia and Jacques" shows, she could pretty much get away with anything. She was truly the queen of the cooking scene, treated like royalty wherever she went. Usually she was kind and gracious to her admirers. Even when she didn't approve of a chef's methods or foods, she would avoid unkindness and find some way to say something encouraging.

It was interesting to learn about her writing, too. Julia took her cookbooks very seriously. She tested every recipe over and over. She'd call authorities to learn the chemistry of ingredients, or the best cuts of meat, or any other answer she needed. It's no wonder it took her years to complete the books. She worked hard and put in long, exhausting hours. Julia spurned cookbooks with vague recipes and made sure hers were precise in measurements and instruction. I've been trying new recipes lately and have come to appreciate those precise recipes.

I highly recommend the book. You'll enjoy getting to know a remarkable woman. Julia Child has been and continues to be one of my heroes.

Food & Friends - A Feast of a Book

I'm reading a book I picked up on sale at a cool bookstore in Santa Cruz. The first time I went there I took a picture of the shelves full of handwritten notes by the staff. Love that.

That was when I was on our "Woman Time at the Ocean" weekend.

A couple weeks ago Cori and I went to Santa Cruz for the day and spent quite a bit of time in the bookstore. I picked up 6 books on the way from the bathroom back to where Cori was. Bookstores are dangerous locations for me.

Right now I'm reading one of those books. It's called Food & Friends, by Simone Beck. She was the co-author of Mastering the Art of French Cooking with Julia Child.

I'm really enjoying this book. I like that it's a feast for the eyes as well as a good read. Look at these details.

Look at these hand drawn illustrations. And the borders around the pages. And the different fonts. And the little decorations between the headings.

See the first letter of the chapter?

Here's one of the many recipes in the book. Pretty to look at, and I like the little personal note, "Orange-flavored chocolate cake, for Jean." (Jean was her husband.)

Even the photos are kind of old-timey and nostalgic.



























Beyond that, I'm enjoying the read. Simone was born in France before World War I. Her father was a soldier in that war. Then she lived through World War II. I'm not finished with it yet. I've read through her description of her childhood, which included recipes of foods she learned from her family's cook, Zulma, and through her first marriage, that includes recipes she learned while living in Paris. Now I'm at the part where she's divorced her first husband and has just married Jean, the love of her life.

I am looking forward to finishing the book, and also trying some of the recipes.

Where'd You Go, Bernadette: A Novel by Maria Semple

Author's website

This book was enjoyable but I wouldn't call it great or compelling. It was kind of weird.

Bernadette is the name of the narrator's mother. The book is a compilation of emails and documents that slowly unveil the story of Bernadette's disappearance. The family -- the daughter/narrator, her father and mother -- live in Seattle. 

The father works at Microsoft and there's a kind of sub-plot of him, his project at Microsoft (mind-controlled robots) and his affair, or really one-night-stand with his administrative assistant. The mother, Bernadette, is an architect who won the MacArthur genius grant before the daughter was born, and now stays at home and seems to be almost agoraphobic, hardly ever venturing outside her house. The daughter, named Bee, goes to a private school and the super-involved parents, especially two mothers, at the school are central figures in the story, too.

A central part of the story is the fact that the family is planning a trip to Antarctica as a reward for Bee's excellent grades. Before they go, though, Bernadette runs away, escapes, actually, and the family does not go on the trip as planned. Later Bee and her father go, after Bernadette has been gone long enough that many consider her dead or lost forever. Bee has not given up hope, though, and continues to look for her mother.

Because the story is revealed through a bunch of different documents, there are many voices and viewpoints. It's not my favorite way to read a story, but it wasn't as frustrating as that device sometimes can be. I still wanted to keep on reading and find out what happened. The characters and plot are interesting, but I guess I didn't think they were that realistic. Kind of cartoony.

Anyway, it's a light read and not bad.

National Poetry Month

I just read something that said it is National Poetry Month so I decided to copy down a few poems I like. Of course, there are lots more but these were either short enough to type or easy to find and copy in. Love to hear any of yours!

Phenomenal Woman
by Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

worms
by Aaron Belz

Cyclists, as a rule, think bikers are cheating,
because they have engines. Pedestrians, in turn,
think cyclists are cheating; they use wheels.
People in wheelchairs think pedestrians
have a leg up, for obvious reasons,
but pedestrians think the same thing
about people in wheelchairs; they use wheels.
What makes people in wheelchairs unique
is that they also think cyclists and bikers
are cheating. Their disdain is uniform.
The wheelchairists' hypocrisy lies,
however, in their use of automobiles.
Everyone uses automobiles except worms.
Worms think they're better than everyone.
Worms think they're more authentic than everyone.
This is why people say worms are self-righteious.
To worms' credit, however, they aren't hypocritical,
except the ones that glide down the sidewalk
on hundreds of tiny legs, blithely ignoring
their wilted, sun-blackened comrades.
These worms are called millipedes.
Those worms are really bad apples.

The Shirt
by Jane Kenyon

The shirt touches his neck
and smooths over his back.
It slides down his sides.
It even goes down below his belt--
down into his pants.
Lucky shirt.

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
by Dylan Thomas

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Funeral Blues

by W.H. Auden

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message 'He is Dead'.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

Hope is the Thing With Feathers
by Emily Dickenson

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

Life, God, and Other Small Topics: Socrates in the City edited by Eric Metaxas

Review by my brother and a friend

I found this book because my brother, Joel Kok, wrote a review of it with a friend. I thought it was a great read.

Socrates in the City was started by Eric Metaxas "with the simple idea that the philosopher Socrates was quite right when he famously said that the 'unexamined life is not worth living.'" He decided to bring some people who were asking and thinking about the "Big Questions" to New York, invite a few friends and serve some wine and hors d'oevres.

Each section of the book is one of the speeches by these thinkers. It begins with the introduction by Metaxas, then the speech itself, and then a transcription of the question and answer period afterward.

The introductions often make me laugh out loud. I had not actually heard of Eric Metaxas before this but he is a very witty guy. The speeches are wondeful, concise spoken essays about "life, God and other small topics" such as Belief in God in an Age of Science, Making Sense out of Suffering, Can an Atheist be a Good Citizen?, Who Are We? C.S. Lewis and the Question of Man. To name a few. The speakers had to stick to about a 45 minute talk, so they are concise. Each of these topics could be -- and are -- a topic it would take several books to discuss.

I found myself usually reading one and then stopping so I could soak it in and ruminate on it for a while before jumping into the next one. There are so many great quotes it's hard to chose just a few to include. I'll put down a few, though.

The question of truth is as important to religion as it is to science...Of course, science and religion are looking for different aspects of the truth. Science....restricts itself essentially to asking questions of process, which are the "how questions."....Religion is asking a different set of questions, and in my view, more interesting questions...of meaning and purpose: "Is there something going on in what is happening in the world?"

Those seeking to serve the God of truth should welcome truth from whatever source it comes. 

So, the fact that there is cancer in the world, which is, undoubtedly, an anguishing aspect of the world and a source of grief and anger to us, is, at least, not gratuitous. It is not something that a God who was a little more compassionate or a little more competent could easily have removed. It is the shadow side of the creativity of the world. It is the necessary cost of a creation allowed to make itself.

To live is to suffer. Therefore, if life has meaning, suffering has meaning, too.

God is intimately present in the worst sufferings. Where was God in the Holocaust? He was in the gas chambers.

God doesn't give us a lot of words to answer the problem of suffering...he gives us a single word, and his name is Jesus.

That's just a small sampling from the first few speeches. There was a humorous exchange in one of the introductions that I could relate to as someone who sits in the sound booth often:

Eric Metaxas: Can everyone in this area hear?

Speaker: I am sorry, what should I do?

Eric Metaxas: You should berate one of the sound people.

Speaker: That is cathartic but not very useful.

That cracked me up.

But seriously this book is great. I highly recommend it. I plan to send it to a few people, actually, just to encourage them to read it. I like the shortness and conciseness, so people who don't like to read might actually be okay with it.

There is a website for the group Socrates in the City. I hope to explore it and hear more great thinkers and speakers.

Half Broke Horses by Jeannette Walls

Review, summary, etc.

The sub-title of this book is "A True Life Novel." It's written as if it were a memoir, in the first person, but it's the story of Jeannette Walls' grandmother, Lily Casey Smith, born in 1901. She grew up on a ranch in Arizona and was a woman ahead of her time. She was the oldest of three children and took on a lot of the responsibility of the ranch, working alongside her father from an early age.

I thoroughly enjoyed this book. It's kind of a rip-roaring story. Lily is an incredible character. She was so strong and independent. Although her father seemed to appreciate how hard she worked and how invaluable she was on the ranch, still there was never any question that her brother would receive funding to go to college, not Lily. And even when he did send her to school, he eventually stopped paying for that in order to implement a crazy get rich quick scheme of his own.

But nothing stopped Lily. She made her own way, if none was provided. She rode 500 miles by herself through unsettled country for a teaching job. Later she learned to drive and even to fly. She was really amazing. And when you read the author's introductions and acknowledgements you realize that the book doesn't seem to exaggerate; this really was Lily.

She went through some tough and scary times. The book begins with the story of her survival of a huge flash flood that could have easily killed her, her sister and brother. And that's just the first of many adventures. I woke up one night unable to sleep and ended up reading at least half if not more of this book in one sitting. It's just such a good story. You'll love the book -- and Lily.

Bad Religion by Ross Douthat

Author interview

Last night one of my book clubs discussed this book. I must confess I did not read the entire book. I got about halfway through. As our meeting drew near, the leader of the discussion told us that if we had not finished the book yet, to read the final chapter where the author outlined some of the author's conclusions and suggestions, and I did that.

My dad also read the book and he remarked it had a lot of numbers. He quoted the line, "There are lies, damn lies, and statistics." True words, but it is pretty evident that church attendance, at least in North America is shrinking.

A big part of our discussion centered on the demise of institutional Christianity, or even more specifically, of denominations. One member, a pastor, said that when he is leading classes for new Christians he includes a discussion of why we should be thankful for the institution of denominations. One reason is that there is someone to appeal to beyond the local church or minister. There won't be a Jim Jones when you're in our denomination. I also am grateful for the ability to do more than a single church could do. Our denomination has a few colleges, a seminary, and many ministries throughout the world.

It was interesting, though, to talk about the future of denominations. Another member said that he had been personally saddened by the, what he feels is, the impending demise of his denomination, not only because of shrinking numbers but also theological divides. He talked about churches doing ministries on a micro-scale, more one-on-one, training each other and holding each other accountable to live out our lives, no matter what we do, as Christians.

In the book, Douthat gives a kind of history of Christianity in the US. He talks about how churches and Christian scholars had authority and influence in the past. He brings up renowned Christians such as C.S. Lewis, Reinhold Niebuhr and others who were looked at and listened to as people who had some authority and credence, but now we don't really have that kind of thing anymore.

Douthat talked about the "accommodationists," who try to figure out ways to make Christianity more accommodating to the general society. I can see his points but I don't really think that those kinds of changes are what caused people to stop going to church in as large of numbers as they did before.

I have a friend who was brought up in a mainline Christian church, he was active in the church's young people's group and his parents are still  active in church. But my friend married a woman who has no desire to participate in a church and, seemingly, no faith. Their life is taken up with family activities, their kids' sports and work and the feeling I get is they feel that their life is fine and they just don't need church life. My friend and I have not talked a whole lot about our personal beliefs but he doesn't have anything against religion or faith and I think he even prays and feels he does believe in God. I look at them and I have no idea what could cause them to desire to increase their faith and become a member of a church community.

Douthat, at the end of his book, talks fairly optimistically about the future of Christianity. He says:

...Christian witness needs to be public and evangelistic as well as intimate and personal....The future of American religion depends on believers who can demonstrate, in word and deed alike, that the possibilities of the Christian life are not exhausted by TV preachers and self-help gurus, utopians, and demagogues. It depends on public examples of holiness, and public demonstrations of what the imitation of Christ can mean for a fallen world...Only sanctity can justify Christianity's existence; only sanctity can make the case for faith; only sanctity, or the hope thereof, can ultimately redeem the world.

(If you, like me, need a reminder of what sanctity is, the definition is, "The state or quality of being holy, sacred, or saintly.")