Broken for You by Stephanie Kallos

In Gone With the Wind, Rhett Butler tells Scarlett, “Scarlett, I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken–and I’d rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken pieces as long as I lived.” I’ve always remembered that statement as a poignant example of man’s inability to mend broken lives and broken relationships, or even to conceive of the possibility of broken lives made new.

Broken for You, however, is not about mending broken things and broken people into an imperfect replica of what once was whole. It’s about taking the broken pieces and making something new. The characters in the book are atheists, Catholics and Jews; the most redemptive and Christlike character is a Jewish holocaust survivor. The ideas and the themes in the book seem to me to be Christian, as evidenced first by the quotations that introduce this spiritual parable:

“They’re so much more than objects. They’re living things, crafted and used by people like us. They reach out to us and through them we forge a link with the past. —Gwendolen Plestcheeff, decorative arts collector (1892-1994)

” . . . He took Bread, and when He had given thanks, He brake it, and gave it to his disciples, saying, ‘Take, eat, this is my Body which is given for you.'” Mark 14:22.

Broken things really aren’t worth much if they’re broken and then glued back together into their original form. A glued and broken teacup always shows the crack and can’t be trusted to hold tea. Broken lives can’t be remade into what they were before either. And only a miracle worker, a transcendent God, can take the broken pieces and make something new and meaningful out of them.

In the story, a broken woman, crippled in body and mind, uses the broken pieces from a fortune in dishes and ceramics and glassware to create Art with a new meaning all its own. And in the process, a curse is lifted, a community is born and nurtured, a family is reunited, and a prodigal comes home. The coincidences, or miracles if you will, in the story are sometimes unbelievable. The frequent changes in person and point of view were disconcerting but had the effect of engaging me as a reader and making me work at the novel rather than their pushing me away in frustration. Others may find the use of second person in particular to tell part of the story more than disconcerting, but persistence pays off.

Altogether Broken for You is a remarkable first novel. In case I’ve given anyone the wrong impression, it’s not a “Christian” novel, per se, not published by a Christian publishing house. Nevertheless, the themes resonate with a Christian worldview. I’d like to pursue and read more of Ms. Kallos’s work.

If any man be in Christ, he is a new creation. The old is passed away; all things are become new.
2 Corinthians 5:17

The Big Sleep by Raymond Chandler

Expanded vocabulary from reading this classic noir detective novel:

loogan: a man with a gun

squibbed off: killed

lammed out: ran away

frail: woman

leery: risky

peeper: private detective

Useful phrases and wisecracks:

“Shake your business up and pour it. I haven’t got all day.”

“Hold me close, you beast.” Actually, that one came from an inept seductress in chapter twenty-three, and I thought it was one of the funniest lines in the book. I can’t imagine anyone putting that line over with a straight face.

“His story had the austere simplicity of fiction rather than the tangled woof of fact. I’d like to find someplace to use that bit of discernment.

“Did you know that worms are of both sexes and that any worm can love any other worm?” Now there’s a conversation stopper.

Has anyone seen the movie version of this book with Bogie and Bacall? Recommended or not?

Francesisms

Frances is a badger, a little girl badger with a mind of her own and a talent for making up songs. We use lots of Francesisms in our house, and so in honor of the birthday of Lillian Hoban (b. May 18, 1925), author with her husband Russell, of the Frances books, I give you our favorite Francesisms:

“Being careful isn’t nice; being friends is better.”

“A lot of girls never do get tea sets. So maybe you won’t get one.”

“No backsies.”

“When the wasps and the bumblebees have a party.
Nobody comes that can’t buzz.”

“That is how it is, Alice. Your birthday is always the one that is not now.”

“Chompo bars are nice to get,
Chompo Bars taste better yet
When they’re someone else’s.”

“A family is everybody all together.

“If the wind does not blow the curtains, he will be out of a job.
If I do not go to the office, I will be out of a job.
And if you do not go to sleep now, do you know what will happen to you?”

“Sunny-side up eggs lie on the plate and look up at you in a funny way. And sunny-side down eggs just lie on their stomachs and wait. Scrambled eggs fall off the fork and roll under the table.”

“Jam on biscuits, jam on toast,
Jam is the thing that I like most.
Jam is sticky, jam is sweet,
Jam is tasty, jam’s a treat—

Raspberry, strawberry, gooseberry, I’m very
FOND . . . OF . . . JAM!”

“She liked to practice with a string bean when she could.”

“Jam for snacks and jam for meals,
I know how a jam jar feels—
FULL . . . OF . . . JAM!”

“How do you know what I’ll like if you won’t even try me?”

More about Lillian and Russell Hoban.

More May Celebrations, Links, and Birthdays.

The Crazy School by Cornelia Read

Apparently, this book is the second in a series featuring “ex-debutante Madeline Dare.” References to the first book in the series abound in this the second, but they’re unexplained. I didn’t care enough to find out where and why Madeline killed a man in self-defense, but I did glean that she did —and that she’s happy to have escaped something in Syracuse.

However, it seems to be a case of “out of the frying pan,” because if Syracuse was bad, a “crazy school” in the Berkshire Mountains of Massachusetts turns out to be much worse. Madeline has a job at this school and residential treatment center for mentally disturbed adolescents. Unfortunately, the administration is crazier than the the inmates. And why Madeline, who’s supposed to be in full possession of her faculties despite being clinically depressed, doesn’t resign within two days of her arrival at Santangelo Academy . . . Maybe it has something to do with the mess she left behind in Syracuse in the first book.

That’s not the only motivational issue in the story, but it’s a minor example. Madeline also returns to her job a few days after a double murder at the school, a murder that the police suspect Madeline of committing. And, like a lunkhead and against her lawyer’s orders, she goes over to have tea and conversation with the guy she suspects is the murderer.

I’m not buying any of that kind of idiocy, and if you are, I’ve got a manuscript tucked away in my bottom desk drawer about a girl who spends the night in a haunted house and . . .

LOST Rehash: There’s No Place Like Home

Unstuck in Time

The Wizard of Oz again. Ben is still the Man Behind the Curtain; only now he’s come out and given himself up, a sacrifice so that Locke can move the island. But we know that Ben doesn’t get killed because he’s been directing the opposition to Widmore, again from behind the scenes. So, if I’ve got the time thing right, all the flashbacks/flashforwards this season have been counting down to this homecoming episode. The farthest forward in time we’ve gone is the final episode last season when Jack told Kate they had to go back to the island. All the flashes for this season have happened in between the rescue that’s taking place this week and two weeks from now and that finale last season.

I’m getting “unstuck in time.” I think maybe when Locke moves the island, he moves it not only in space but also in time. So everyone who has anything to do with the Island, for whom maybe the Island is a “constant”, is now unstuck and drifting. I’m hoping Daniel Faraday doesn’t become unstuck and dead. Sun had a very poignant look on her face when she took the baby and left Jin and Desmond in that cabin full of explosives. How do she and the baby escape —without Jin? And why does she say that Jin didn’t survive the plane crash instead of saying that he died in the water or on the island?

Alice and The White Rabbit

Twins and mirrors and half siblings are big themes in LOST. Jack and Claire are half siblings; Boone and Shannon were half siblings, too. Didn’t Walt have a baby brother, or am I imagining that? Locke and Ben aren’t twins or siblings, but they are sharing more and more characteristics and history: a mom named Emily who leaves the scene soon after their birth, a “calling” to the island, deadbeat dads, a tendency to manipulate people and force them to do things. We’re not only back to Oz; we’re also back to Wonderland with all the rabbits’ feet and the superstition to go with it.

Of Tibet, Dharma, and Creeping Syncretism

Oh, and in relation to Locke and his “specialness” in last week’s episode, I thought this tidbit was fascinating from J. Wood’s LOST commentary at PowellsBook.blog:

Two years after Thubten Gyatso (The Dalai Lama) died, his corpse still lying in-state, his head strangely changed positions, and was found facing northeast rather than south. So the monks headed northeast, and after some other signs and omens, they came across little Lhamo Thondup and gave him a particular test: They showed him a number of items, some of which belonged to the 13th Dalai Lama. If the boy recognized the items as his, that would be evidence that the Dalai Lama had been reborn. When they showed the boy the collection of items, he immediately claimed that items belonging to Thubten Gyatso were his, and that’s how Lhamo Thondup became Tenzin Gyatso, the 14th Dalai Lama. That’s just what the ageless Richard Alpert did with young John Locke.

So do the Dharma people believe in reincarnation? They do act and talk kind of Eastern mystic-like with all the “Namaste” and discovering hidden talents in special children. And Richard was angry because . . . Locke was supposed to go to the island way back when, but he flunked the test out of stubbornness? Did the universe/island self-correct by using Ben instead?

So if all of this story hinges on some Eastern religious metaphysical explanation, I’m going to be disappointed because, let’s face it, I’m not Buddhist or Hindu or even Taoist. And I don’t believe Truth lies there any more than it lies in the fearful superstition of Hurley and his mom. And I won’t like it if there’s a scientific explanation for everything either, although that would be better. So far the writers have been good at keeping their options open and playing one belief system against another (Man of Science, Man of Faith) with Eko and Rose and Claire and Charlie to some extent representing the Christian worldview, but they’re going to have to come to some conclusions someday. They can’t all be right, can they?

Best lines of the evening:

Ben to Locke: Haven’t you learned yet that I always have a plan?

Hurley’s mom: Jesus Christ is NOT a weapon!

Sawyer to Jack: You don’t get to die alone!

Thanks for indulging my rambling thoughts. What are you thinking about LOST these days?

Some Wildflower in my Heart by Jamie Langston Turner


Having loved two others of Ms. Turner’s books, I saw this one at Half-Price Books and immediately snapped it up. I wondered if it would live up to its predecessors in my reading life, A Garden To Keep and Winter Birds. It did.

However, the book does start out, and proceed, rather slowly, and the narrator’s voice takes some getting used to. Margaret Tuttle is a lunchroom supervisor at Emma Weldy Elementary School. She’s a high school dropout, but very well read and educated, nevertheless. On the first page of the novel, she says, “My passion is reading. I am haunted by phrases from things I have seen and done as well, though I prefer by far the haunting from things I have read.”

Margaret Tuttle is haunted by many things, as she indicates, not just books, and although she tells her story in a precise, erudite, almost pretentious tone, she reveals her secrets and those of the subject of her story, Birdie Freeman, at just the right pace. If the ending is rather abrupt, it mirrors life which is full of abrupt endings.

Margaret has decided to spend the three months of her summer vacation writing the story of her growing friendship with a woman named Birdie Freeman. Birdie is a bit too good to be true, and Margaret knows that her portrayal of Birdie is almost unbelievable.

You have seen Birdie Freeman as I saw her: gentle of spirit, high of principle, unfaltering in kindly demeanor. I have added nothing and have omitted only more of the same . . . As extremes are rarely believable, there are readers who will accuse me of selective and slanted reporting, but to them I shall answer that I have told all that I have seen.”

Birdie is the heroine of this novel, and although she is homely and uneducated, her essential character is flawlessly kind and loving. I suppose this Pollyanna-ish portrayal is a problem, but don’t you know at least one person who looks a little too good to be true? Perhaps we assume that behind closed doors there are unseen faults and character deficiencies, and perhaps there are. Still, it’s amazing to realize that there are good, not sinless, but good, people in the world.

I actually found the character of the narrator, Ms. Tuttle, to be somewhat more difficult to believe in. Margaret is a woman who lives in the world, with a husband, a job, relatives, but with no emotional connection to any of it. She and her husband, Thomas, have shared a fifteen year long marriage in which she prepares the meals and cleans the house, and he does the household repairs and pays the bills. They sleep in separate bedrooms and share no romantic or emotional relationship. This sort of platonic marriage arrangement seems rather unlikely, to say the least.

Some Wildflower in my Heart is the story of Margaret and Birdie and of how their friendship changes both of them, but especially Margaret. If you’re a fan of authors Jan Karon or Brett Lott, you might try one of Jamie Langston Turner’s books. Memorable characters living authentically Christian lives in a broken world make for good fiction.

Semicolon review of A Garden To Keep by Jamie Langston Turner.

Semicolon review of Winter Birds by Jamie Langston Turner.

I am pleased to think that I still have two or three more published books by Ms. Turner yet to experience, and as far as I know she’s still writing and may write more excellent novels. Bring them on.

First Daughter: White House Rules by Mitali Perkins

Tagline: This First Daughter makes her own rules.

Like all politicians and family members of politicians, Sameera Righton, the President’s daughter in Mitali Perkins’s First Daughter series, does seem a little too good to be true. She’s pretty, outgoing, poised, confident, full of fun, athletic, intelligent, loyal, and well, you get the picture. But, really, even if it is a bit of a fairy tale, First Daughter: WHite House Rules is a lot more fun to read than a journalist’s walk through the seamy side of politics. Why couldn’t at least one celebrity/political person be a wholesome all-American teenager?

The inside details on life in the WHite House are fun, too. And of course, as a blogger myself, I like the way Sameera uses her blog to communicate, hone her writing skills, and authenticate herself. An honest and transparent blog, written by the daughter of the United States of America, would be nearly impossible to monitor and maintain, but again it’s fun to imagine.

Then, Ms. Perkins has Sameera attending a public high school in Washington, D.C. I can’t wait to read what looks like the next book in the series: First Daughter: The School Diaries.

So, bottom line, I may be a cynic, but I have trouble believing in a First Daughter who’s as free, open, and unspoiled as Sameera (just as I have trouble believing in a certain presidential candidate’s kind, gentle, positive and hopeful image), but I like imagining that it could be so. It’s well-written teenage romance and adventure with a subtle, understated message of anti-racism, acceptance and respect for other cultures. What’s not to like?

Wednesday Discussion

Back in February/March I read Robert Epstein’s The Case Against Adolescence. Epstein and John Holt would have been buddies. Epstein’s basic premise is that adolescence is a fabricated concept and that adolescents, starting at about age thirteen or whenever they demonstrate competency, should be treated as adults with adult privileges and responsibilities. These privileges include the right to own and manage property and money, driving, marriage, and other things we as a society have traditionally restricted teenagers from doing.

Matthew Lee Anderson at Mere Orthodoxy is the one who inspired me to read this book. You may want to read his thoughts and then come back to answer my questions.

Questions:
When does a child or a teenager become an adult?

What characteristics distinguish a child from an adult?

At what age, or using what other criteria, should society give adult responsibilities to and have adult expectations of a person?

If adulthood doesn’t magically happen on your eighteenth birthday, when does it happen?

And to get very specific, and very controversial, what basis does the state of Texas have for deciding that persons under the age of eighteen, and sometimes over the age of eighteen, can be held against their will, not charged with any crime, and made wards of the State of Texas for an undetermined time period? This is exactly what is happening in the case of the FLDS in Eldorado.

Into the Wild by Sarah Beth Durst

I read this book back in February when I was on my blog break, and I’m just now getting my thoughts typed up and posted. Better late than never.

Choice: a predictable, planned out life where you get to live happily ever after—after slogging through the difficulties OR freedom to make your own choices, choose your own destiny, with all the risk that freedom entails?

Into the Wild is three parts silly, but the fourth, underlying part is serious philosophical stuff, like the question above. The Wild is fairy tale land run amuck, and Julie, our protagonist/heroine must choose to save her fairy tale character friends from the dictatorship of story that is The Wild or to become a part of the stories in The Wild and thereby gain a father and a happily-ever-after for herself. It’s not an easy choice. Stories have a way of sucking you in, sapping your strength and resolution, and making you into a helpless pawn in the hands of the storyteller.
I’m glad I finally read this tale told by a master storyteller herself, Sarah Beth Durst, and I’m looking forward to reading the sequel, Out of the Wild.

Miss Erin interviews author Sarah Beth Durst.

Becky’s review of Into the Wild.

Sarah’s Journal (the author’s blog)

Eldest Daughter’s Summer Reading List: 2008

I am asking my children, even the eldest, to read at least ten of the books on their individualized list before August 18, 2008. I will take each child who does so out to eat to the restaurant of his choice, and I will also buy a book for each child who finishes the challenge. This list is for Eldest Daughter, age 22, who graduated from college last year and will be attending graduate school in the fall. She chose several of the books on the list herself.

The Bible. Romans.

The Bible. I Samuel.

Beaumont, Francis. The Knight of the Burning Pestle. Daughter’s choice.

Buber, Martin. I and Thou. Daughter’s choice.

Burkett, Larry. Debt-Free Living. Eldest Daughter says Dave Ramsey is annoying, so I chose an alternate selection on the same subject. I think she’s annoyed with me for saying so, but I also think she could use the reminder and inspiration as she begins to be completely responsible for her personal finances.

Chesterton, G.K. Manalive. June selection for the Biblically Literate Book Club.

Faulkner, William. The Sound and the Fury. Daughter’s choice. I may read this one with her. I’ve always planned to read Faulkner, but I never have.

Janson, Tore. Speak: A Short History of Languages. I may read this one, too.

Kallos, Stephanie. Broken for You.

Kierkegaard, Soren. Works of Love. Daughter’s choice.

McCaughrean, Geraldine. The White Darkness. May selection for Biblically Literate Book Club.

Monroe, Kelly. Finding God at Harvard. July selection for Biblically Literate Book Club.

Nadeau, Jean-Benoit and Julie Barlow. The Story of French. From the authors’ website: “When people think of the ‘French paradox’, they are usually thinking about how the French can eat rich foods and drink great quantities of wine yet somehow remain slim. But there is another French paradox, this one about the language: In spite of the ascendancy of English, French has held on to its influence. Where did this influence come from, and how has French retained it? These are the questions we set out to answer in The Story of French.”

Sartre, Jean-Paul. La nausee. Daughter’s choice.

Schillebeeckx, E. Christ the Sacrament of the Encounter with God. Daughter’s choice.

Smith, Lori. A Walk with Jane Austen. Deb D didn’t care for it at all. Camy thought it was well-written and perfect Jane Austen fans. Anne, Palm Tree Pundit, found a kindred spirit in author Lori Smith.  I think Eldest Daughter and I will come down on the pro side.

Four issues of WORLD magazine. The purpose of this particular “assignment” is to help prepare Eldest Daughter to vote in her first presidential election. Does anyone else have any other reading suggestions for me and my three eligible young adult voters?