jazzy_dave: (beckett thoughts)




Ode to Solo Time (Uncut)

by Jazzy D

Late house quiet. Lights down low.
Need prowls up your spine like a thing you know.
Fingers find you already hard, already leaking,
Mouth half open, brain gone, body speaking.

No foreplay. No permission. Just command.
Spit in your palm. Close your hand.
First stroke is a snarl. Tight. Obscene.
You hiss and set the rhythm mean.

You’re filth and liturgy at once:
Altar boy, sinner, god, and wants.
Every drag of skin peels the night back.
Pre-come strings, you work it, thick, down the track.

You think in flashes: mouths, hips, the word yes.
Your hips chase your fist in shameless excess.
Base to crown, twist at the head, again.
Grip stuttering to that edge, then back from the end.

Edges stack. Vision whites at the seams.
Thighs iron. Toes curl. Nothing redeems.
You swear, guttural, not a word they’d print.
Balls drawn up, every nerve in sprint.

Then the snap. God, the snap.
Ruin in waves. You jack it through each wet slap.
Ropes hot across your belly and hand,
Pulse after pulse you didn’t plan.

You ride it out, still stroking, mean and slow,
Milking aftershocks that won’t let go.
Chest heaving. Wrecked. Lit from within.
Come cooling, sticky, honest on skin.

After is gospel: heartbeat, breath, grin.
Blanket to mouth. Silence pouring in.
No one to thank. No one to blame.
Just you, undone, and glad you came.
jazzy_dave: (beckett thoughts)
Shoreline, A Summer Dawn

by Jazzy D





Bare feet learn the tide before my heart does,
each step sinking where the sand still holds last night's cool.
The beach spreads out like an unmarked page,
gulls scribbling margins, waves erasing lines.

Then you appear,
salt in your hair, sunrise caught in your collar,
as if the sea had been keeping you for me.
We don't speak at first. The ocean is loud enough.

Your hand finds mine,
fingers fitting like shells choose their pair.
We walk where water meets land and argues,
neither winning, both returning.

Somewhere past the third dune
where the world narrows to breath and gulls cry,
we let the blanket drop.
Your skin tastes like sun and brine.

The tide pulls at our ankles,
keeps time while we forget it.
We make love slowly, then not slowly,
the sand remembering us in shallow hollows
that the next wave will take without judgment.

After, we lie still,
two prints side by side,
the horizon doing its old, honest work:
holding everything up.
jazzy_dave: (books n tea)
Zadie Smith "White Teeth" (Penguin)





White Teeth by Zadie Smith is an energetic and sprawling epic about class- and color-stratified Greater London. It's difficult to summarize - one reviewer (Maya Jaggi in the Guardian) explained, "Its characters embrace Jehovah's Witnesses, halal butchers, eugenicists, animal-rights activists and a group of Muslim militants who labour under the unfortunate acronym KEVIN." It centrally follows two families with roots in Jamaica and Bangladesh, the fathers of which met in the war. A scientist's genetic programming of laboratory mice sets up a clash of science, compassion and religion that affects them all.

It's astonishing that the author, half-Jamaican herself, was 24 years old when she wrote this. Its rich story and bravado would seem to have come from someone much more experienced. Is it post-racial? It struck me as more "frankly racial" than "post". It also provides glimpses into a London not often portrayed. I can see why it's received all the accolades it has.
jazzy_dave: (books n tea)
Terry Waite Taken On Trust" (Hodder & Stoughton)




How interesting can it be to be kept as a prisoner in a darkened room for four years? Well, much more so than I'd expected, and he intersperses this with engaging snapshots from his life. Of course there was a happy ending for him when he was released. How he came to be held hostage and the story of those four years is a long and winding tale, but ultimately worthwhile,and I don't blame him for getting a book out of it after such an ordeal.
jazzy_dave: (bookish)
Kang Han "We Do Not Part" (Penguin)







This is a tragic tale of South Korean history. It is revealed through the friendship of two women, Inseon and Kyungha. Inseon has had a horrifying accident while engaging in carpentry and is in the hospital suffering terrible torment as her injury is being treated. She asks her friend to come to the hospital immediately and then begs her to travel to her home to care for her beloved bird. Kyungha agrees when she realizes that Ami has no other means of survival and will surely die if she does not go. However, she must leave immediately and the journey is harrowing as she is forced to travel there in the midst of a dangerous snowstorm. Once she arrives, she is haunted by memories, dreams and visions. Through these revelations the reader learns of a gruesome period of time that has been covered up and hidden.
Inseon had been researching a tragedy that had directly affected her own family, a mass murder that had resulted in thousands upon thousands of deaths throughout the country, but she concentrated her research on Jeju Island where she lived. The slaughter had been justified by the imperative to stamp out Communism. Suspected citizens and their families, the elderly and the infants, who were thought to be connected in any way to Communism, were arrested, murdered and tortured. The methods used were absolutely barbaric. One of the most difficult reveals for me was the insinuation that the United States was complicit in this horror.
The visual images of bloodstained snow juxtaposed over its feathery beauty is painful. The details of the suffering are truly distressing, and I found it to be a difficult book read. The message is dark, but it is important because it reveals a little-known part of history as it shines a light on a massacre that took place on Jeju Island, in the mid-20th century. It took place in the time of the Korean War and is a story that should see the light of day.

This novel was also about friendship and the nature of the love between a husband and wife and a parent and child. How has the horror of that massacre traveled from generation to generation? How have the survivors been able to cope with and handle the tragedy? What was it that drove Inseon to research the massacre so intensely?

There were paranormal, mystical scenes that were totally otherworldly. The movement of the story was also sometimes confusing, but the lyrical quality of the narrative made it compelling, just the same. I listened to the audio along with the print read of the book, and the narrator made it spellbinding. However, I think most readers will have to research the real back story of the Bodo League massacre, in Korea, to understand why it occurred and why there were long-term effects on society and the world.
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John Buchan"The Thirty-Nine Steps" (Polygon)



The Thirty-Nine Steps is an adventure story and is probably what John Buchan is most known for even though he was a well recognized historian, accepted a peerage as Lord Tweedsmuir and served as a governor-general of Canada. This short adventure thriller is famous for it’s “man-on-the-run” action story and for the many films it has inspired.

The story opens with Richard Hannay, an Englishman who grew up in South Africa, finding his life in London rather boring and so is very open to becoming involved in uncovering an anarchist plot when he is approached by a nervous American. This American all too soon turns up dead and left in Hannay’s apartment. Now implicated in murder, Hannay decides to travel to Scotland to hide from both the British police and a very powerful German spy ring until the appropriate authorities can be advised of the situation. The story moves quickly as Hannay relies on the help of various people that he meets in the Scottish highlands and ultimately he turns the tables on the spies by helping to hunt them down.

The Thirty-Nine Steps is a very quick read and has the hero dashing around in the heather and peat bogs of the Scottish Highlands for most of the book. Set in the weeks prior to the opening of World War I, the author captures the nationalistic feelings and the political blunders that help to set up this occurrence. Although somewhat dated, I enjoyed this story.
jazzy_dave: (books n tea)
T. A Williams "Murder In Tuscany" (Boldwood Books)




Recently retired London DCI Dan Armstrong was given a two week creative writing course as a retirement present by his former colleagues. The focus of the course is a surprise to him, and several times he has thought of not attending. But the location in Tuscany is a drawcard.

The fact that the writer who has initiated the course is found dead after a couple days, stabbed to the heart in his dining room while Dan is visiting the police in Florence becomes an added bonus.

The case ends up changing the direction of Dan's life.

An enjoyable cozy read.
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John Sutherland "Is Heathcliff a Murderer?: Great Puzzles in Nineteenth-Century Fiction (Oford Univ. Press)






Sutherland examines literary texts ranging from Hound of the Baskervilles to Mansfield Park and Frankenstein for solutions to questions raised but not settled by the text. Is slavery a key to the fortune of Austen's Sir Thomas? How was Frankenstein's monster constructed? Who fed the dread hound on the moors? This is obviously a text for literature nerds, like myself, or those who are taking a degree in the humanities. Entertaining little book.
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James White "Bad Thoughts: A Guide to Clear Thinking" (Corvo Books)




A good, solid look at some of the most common logical mistakes. There were one or two amusing moments when the author actually committed a fallacy he'd just argued against, and there were a few places where he allowed his political preferences to color his arguments, but for the most part, it is a badly needed corrective to some of the most egregious mistakes being made in modern discourse.

This should be required reading for everyone, especially the devoted MAGA and Brexit generation who don't seem to have even a modicum of critical thinking skills and would prefer to have someone else tell them what to think.

This book has both a humorous and very pointed, yet concise way of walking the user through the various logic breakdowns and falacies that are encountered in the current spin filled 'news' of the day.
jazzy_dave: (books n tea)
Caroline Criado Perez "Invisible Women" (Vintage)




Filled with important data pointing out the myriad ways that women have been neglected in building society around the world is an eye opening relevation,and so depressing, that it took me forever to read it.

Criado Perez is thorough. She explores not just the commonly known areas where women have been historically unplanned for, like medicine and the workplace, but also transportation, public toilets, the internet, refugee camps, and the list goes on and on. She ends with summing up her work into three themes that "define women's relationship with the world". One is the invisibility of the female body - neglecting to take into account the female body in medicine, technology, and architecture - and how it has led to injury, death, and a world where women just don't fit. Two is, ironically, the hyper-visibility of the female body. Male sexual violence against women and how we don't measure it and don't design spaces to account for it or limit it. And third, the unaccounted and unpaid care work of which women do more than their fair share. In our current world, "human" equals "male".

Her main solution to all of this is getting women in the position to be involved in decisions. To me, this seems undoubtedly correct, though I think part of that equation has to be getting men involved evenly in the unpaid care work at the same time.

I do love her last line:

"And so, to return to Freud's 'riddle of femininity', it turns out that the answer was staring us in the face all along. All 'people' needed to do was to ask women."

This is a book everyone should read, but fair warning that it isn't comfortable or easy reading
jazzy_dave: (bookish)
Winifred Watson "Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day" (Persephone Classics)



Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day is a book with two settings. It's either a charming, frothy Cinderella-esque fantasy where the eponymous character, teetering on the verge of destitution in 1930s London, sees her life transformed over the course of a single day following an accidental encounter with glamorous nightclub singer Delysia; or a brick-to-the-face of antisemitism, xenophobia, and that weird interwar insistence that what a woman really loves is a man who'll shake her, tell her they're an idiot, and insist that "obviously she needs a little physical correction."

Oof. The ratio of froth delight to yuck was such that I was just able to get through the book without throwing it away entire;y. While I've heard so many people recommend this as a much-loved comfort read, I don't think I'll be coming back to it. In fact, dear reader, avoid it.
jazzy_dave: (books n tea)
Adrian McKinty "The Chain" (Orion)




I was very intrigued by the plot. Someone kidnaps your daughter and to get her back you need to pay a ransom and kidnap someone else to take her place, to keep The Chain living. Certainly not your every day mystery thriller story.

With this plot, it is easy to assume that at the end, the daughter gets saved, the bad guy gets caught or killed, and that the hero will be the mother. It is crucial that the story takes you from beginning to end through a rollercoaster of emotions and thrills. And that's where this book fails.

The character are poorly developed. At no point in time, you feel the stress of the main characters or the fear of the victims. The bad guys don't even get on your head because, again, the characters are poorly developed. Protagonists get out of difficult situations without a sweat. Things happen, sure, but most of them don't matter.

I am surprised about the good reviews it has received, but to it's an absolute skip and not worth your time.
jazzy_dave: (books n tea)
Umberto Eco "Interpretation & Overinterpretation" (Cambridge Universoty Press)





In 1990, Umberto Eco was invited by Cambridge University to give the annual Tanner Lecture. He chose for his topic the somewhat academically contentious area of literary interpretation or rather the question of whether one can set limits to the range of what a text can be said to mean. Over the course of three lectures Eco tries to establish that, whilst it may not be possible to prove which of any competing interpretations is correct, one may be able to point out those interpretations which are perhaps unfounded. Following the three lectures are responses by Richard Rorty, Jonathan Culler and Christine Brooke-Rose with a final reply to his critics by Eco although in this review I shall focus upon Eco's lectures..

In his first lecture on 'interpretation and history' Eco traces the history of Hermetic tradition in interpretation dating back from the dialogues of Hermes Trismegistus (one of my favourite names from philosophy, Trismegistus meaning thrice wise). He shows how, if we accept Hermetic thought, interpretation is essentially endless. "A plant is not defined in terms of its morphological and functional characteristics but on the basis of its resemblance, albeit only partial, to another element in the cosmos. If it is vaguely like part of the human body, then it has meaning because it refers to the body. But that part of the body has meaning because it refers to a star, and the latter has meaning because it refers to a musical scale, and this in turn because it refers to a hierarchy of angels, and so on ad infinitum'. Essentially a text would never have meaning because each interpretation could lead to another leaving the text as a meaningless shell. If we reject this theory, he argues, we arrive at the conclusion that a text has meaning. We are "not entitled to say that the message can mean everything. It can mean many things, but there are senses which it would be preposterous to suggest". This is the theme he takes up in his second lecture.

Overinterpreting texts is the subject of the second lecture and Eco starts by listing the ways in which images or words can be connected, the very basis of semiosis, by similitude, by homonymy, by irony, by sign and so on. Similarity is important for interpretation because 'the interpreter has the right and the duty to suspect that what one believed to be the meaning of a sign is in fact the sign for a further meaning'. However, as Eco puts it, 'the passage from similarity to semiosis is not automatic'. In other words if a text suggests something to you by means of similarity does not mean to say that it is a valid or useful interpretation of the text. Eco shows how Gabriele Rossetti's attempt to interpret Dante in the light of Masonic-Rosicrucian symbolism is ill-fated as he goes in search of a pelican and a rose. "Rossetti, in his desperate and rather pathetic fowling, could find in the divine poem seven fowls and eleven birds and ascribe them all to the pelican family: but he would find them all far from the rose". Rossetti's interpretation had another pitfall to overcome, that he was looking for symbolism that was not conceived until after Dante had written his Divine Comedy.

In the third lecture Eco poses the question of whether 'we should still be concerned with the empirical author of a text', his rather surprising answer is not really. Taking an example from his own work The Name of the Rose, in the trial scene William is asked 'What terrifies you most in purity?' and he responds 'haste'. On the same page 'Bernard Gui, threatening the cellarer with torture, says 'Justice is not inspired by haste, as the Pseudo Apostles believe, and the justice of God has centuries at its disposal'. A reader asked Umberto Eco what connection he had meant to establish 'between the haste feared by William and the absence of haste extolled by Bernard. The answer was that the author had intended no connection but that the text had created its effects whether he wanted them or not.

The responses are interesting. Richard Rorty, ever the pragmatist argues that interpretations are essentially pointless and what is more important is how we use and enjoy literature. Jonathan Culler attacks Eco's notion of overinterpretation and takes up his example of Rossetti's Dante interpretation arguing that it is in fact underinterpretation as Rossetti had been following false leads rather than positing valid interpretations of the material that was actually there. Finally Christine Brooke-Rose rather side-steps the debate with a lecture on Palimpsest history.

It is certainly an interesting debate and Eco makes his arguments with his usual charm and good humour (I would love to see him talk). Sadly it appears that Eco's respondents were not supplied with his lectures in advance which meant that Rorty's response was to an earlier piece by Eco in which he put forward a different argument and Brooke-Rose was off-topic nearly altogether but the most interesting aspect of the book is Eco himself. His general principle is spot on, there definitely has to be scope for determining the degree to which any given interpretation is valid. He is also right in suggesting that once a text has been created that it takes upon a life independent of its empirical author therefore any appeal to the author for a 'correct interpretation' is not strictly valid.

This framework should not be used to discourage the search for meaning in texts. "At the beginning of his second lecture Umberto Eco linked overinterpretation to what he called an 'excess of wonder'...this deformation professionelle, which inclines critics to puzzle over element is a text, seems to me, on the contrary, the best source of insights into language and literature that we seek, a quality to be cultivated rather than shunned'. Basically I'm saying feel free to interpret texts any way you like but I reserve the right to say that you've overinterpretted.

In sumation, the book would have been better if all speakers were singing from the same hymn sheet although what does get said is very interesting.
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Lydia Chukovskaya "Sofia Petrovna" (Persephone)





The story of a mother and son during Stalin’s Terror of the mid 1930s. Short, well-written, and chilling. And yet, as good as it is, it reminded me of Yevgenia Ginzburg’s memoir Journey Into the Whirlwind which covers the same story and is, I think, absolutely brilliant. Ginsburg’s work is actually two volumes: the first (if my memory is correct) covers the period up through her arrest and trial and the second volume (Within the Whirlwind) covers her nearly two decades of imprisonment (at the infamous Kolyma gulag) and her release. At one time, I read many memoirs of the Kolyma and the gulag more generally and, excellent as many of them were, Ginzburg’s stood out. Both the real Ginzburg and the fictional Sofia Petrovna are faithful and loyal Party members and their devotion and dedication are meaningless. The only observation that I think is even possible is that the word “terrifying” or “chilling” is drastically inadequate to describe that period and that regime. Sofia Petrovna nevertheless gives a good sense of the claustrophobia of those years and the effect of the terror on “ordinary people” and is well worth the time.

novella is a compelling portrait of the personal costs of Stalin's purges. The eponymous heroine is a faithful Soviet citizen who believes in the fairness and ultimate justice of the system and her country's leaders. When her son is arrested in a purge, her belief in her country and her belief in her son come into conflict. The disconnect between lofty Soviet ideals and the injustice of her reality ultimately drive her mad. The novella focuses on how political shifts had deeply personal costs for Soviet citizens. Its strengths are its portrayal of how public life influences private life and its description of the bewilderment of loyal citizens suddenly confronted with the deep unfairness of the purges.

Gripping.
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Kevin Powers "A Shout in the Ruins" (Sceptre)





George Seldom is an old man who decides to take some time to revisit his personal history on a road trip. He travels through the Deep South and as he does so the reader is given some of the events that have led to a country on the brink of race equality. The plantation of Beauvais is owned by a cruel master Levallois who, even before the Civil War, has recognised that industry is the way forward, not agriculture. His neighbour goes to fight in the war and Levallois usurps his land, his daughter and his life. Rawls has been in love with Nurse but both are purchased by Levallois and are subject to his mind games. Reid goes off to war a proud Confederate but returns to find that he has lost everything. Minor characters fight for what they believe is right.

This is a complex and very moving book which looks at aspects of the Civil War and the changes in society from numerous perspectives. The characters are not easy to pin down - Emily seems powerless to stop her fate but does she fight back in the worst way. Even the minor characters, the gang leader, the apprentice and the boatman are given a sympathetic perspective and the descriptions of violence are visceral in the extreme. I hadn't read Powers' first novel but know it was well received, I can see why
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Gareth Carr "The Boy From The Sea" (Picador)




I loved this haunting story with its beauty and grace, about fracture and repair. In 1973 Donegal, Ireland, a family is split by jealousy while coping with a changing world.

Narrated by a voice representing ‘we,’ the village, gives a timelessness to the tale.

A baby is discovered at the seashore and taken in by a Irish fishing village. The babe is shifted from house to house until Ambrose Bonnard tells his wife Christine and son DeClan they will keep him, naming him Brendan.

It is an act of charity by a family with just enough, with hopes of having money which never comes their way. Christine’s sister Phyllis is especially judgemental. She needs help with their aging father–why take on an outsider?

Declan instantly hates this interloper. He sees his father’s love for the baby that should be his.

Brendan grows into a strange child, never fitting in. He looks up to DeClan who only rejects him. He wanders alone all day, stopping to visit other lonely souls, giving them a blessing. “We were barrels adrift at sea,” the narrator says, “yet we also felt a benevolent force might be at work, a helpful current, and that was a comfort.”

Ambrose is a quiet man who fishes the old way. His friend buys bigger boats and takes in bigger hauls. Bad luck, changing economics, and lack of funds forces Ambrose to take work on the mainland, separating the family. When Christine worries about the boys, he says they will ‘sort it out.’

I loved these characters, so beautifully wrought. A storm at sea and the resulting intimate moments between Ambrose and Christine were especially moving.

The babe found in a floating barrel, the contention between brothers for the father’s love, recall to mind biblical stories. The novel has an element of the fairy tale without ever reading like a fantasy. It has a satisfying ending. Worth reading.
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E. Lockhart "We Were Liars" (Hot Key Books)




In We Were Liars, E. Lockhart carefully crafts Cadence’s character, focusing on her battle with a form of amnesia and the aftermath of an accident that is deeply tragic. The theme of facing truth, guilt, and accepting responsibility is the essence of Cadence’s character. Cadence’s development becomes critical as she unearths haunting truths about her childhood that took place during her fifteenth summer. She finally begins to surface from the fog of grief and confusion, volatility, and harsh realities she has long evaded.

Particularly, the use of fairy tales alongside Cadence’s physical pain serve as immense points of character development in the novel. Relatively to her fractured family dynamics, the fairy tales she tells throughout her life embodies her attempt at coping with the overwhelming reality. The island, striking yet isolated captures the destructive nature of Sinclair family; they are beautiful, escaping the realities occurring beneath them. The overarching message within these symbols highlight the antagonizing duality people face with maturing and the fact that to truly heal from anything, you must embrace every shard of reality, not just the appealing fragments.

Personally, I resonate with Cadence’s journey when reflecting on times in my life when I struggled to face painful memories. Reading We Were Liars reminded me that pretending things are fine doesn’t make the hurt disappear, true healing comes from honesty, even when it’s painful.
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Majella Kelly "The Speculations of Country People" (Penguin)




Majella Kelly's debut collection of poems deals with various aspects of life in contemporary Ireland — the shifting roles of women, changing relationships with the land and with myth, the island's flora and fauna. Many of these poems reckon with the sordid history of the Tuam Mother and Baby Home and the women and children incarcerated there in the mid-20th century—particularly moving and saddening to read in the week when the excavations at the Home's mass grave begins.

Kelly's imagery is lucid and beautiful, and I found myself unexpectedly entranced by the poems where she shows us her young self, trailing her grandfather and his High Nelly around his farm. There were a handful of places where she fell into the easy cliché — the matriarchal pagan power of pre-Christian Ireland and Brigit the Goddess being displaced by Patrick and yadda yadda; I know these are still ideas with a lot of popular sway but on the whole I really enjoyed this. I will keep an eye out for more of Kelly's work in future.
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dash; 22 July 2021), also known as Pita, was a British-Austrian composer of electronic audio works. He was the head of Editions Mego, which he founded in 2006 as a successor to Mego.

In an interview conducted in 2016, Rehberg stated that he did not want to peddle music "in its own little box",which he felt was the norm at present. Describing his impression regarding timbre, he believed that "dissonance and resonance have to co-exist for the other to work". François Bonnet, who collaborated with Rehberg on Recollection GRM, felt that his music came to be more dense as his career progressed. He described how it retained its "radical and bold" character, while becoming "deeper, more ambivalent, more moving".



Peter Rehberg – at GRM



File under Experimental, Abstract, Noise, Glitch, Electroacoustic.

ENJOY

The Wire magazine tribute to Peter Rehberg.

https://www.thewire.co.uk/in-writing/essays/walking-on-the-ground-you-broke-rob-young-remembers-peter-rehberg

GRM is Groupe de Recherches Musicales. The Groupe de Recherches Musicales ( GRM ) is a music research center specializing in sound and electroacoustic music . Pierre Schaeffer founded the GRM in 1958 , and two years later it joined the research department of French Radio and Television (RTF) . In 1975 , following the breakup of the ORTF , the GRM was integrated into the INA (National Audiovisual Institute ).
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Bill Bryson "A Walk in the Woods" (Black Swan)





A Walk in the Woods opens with the author and his family moved back to the US, settling in New Hampshire. The author, never having attempted true, rugged hiking, becomes enamored with the idea of taking on the Appalachian Trail. This famous trail begins at Springer Mountain, Georgia and extends an astonishingly 2,000 (arguably more) miles to end in Maine at Mount Katahdin. Bryson’s journey actually begins when he finds himself and his credit card gearing up for the endeavour while also trying to lure friends from far and wide to join him on the excursion.

Katz, a former friend from childhood days in Iowa, answers the call for companionship. The reader is shocked when he appears out of shape and overweight with a dubious past – one cannot help but marvel (and giggle) at the contrast between the two men as they struggle with themselves, each other, and the famous hiking trail. Along the way, the reader meets other characters who become memorable despite their short stays; such as Chicken John the habitually lost hiker and Mary Ellen with the musical eustachian tubes. Seriously, you can’t make this stuff up.

Bryson has an uncanny knack for mixing humour with sobering facts. A Walk in the Woods finds the author blatantly honest about his own foibles, and those of others while attempting to hike the legendary Appalachian Trail. All the while he continues his commentary on deforestation, the US Parks & Wildlife service, and human ineptness in general. At 397 pages the book is more than a weekend read and may require some patience when reading through the author’s many elaborations on the danger we, as clumsy humans, pose to nature. Though the work was published in 2006 it is more relevant than ever both in consideration of climate change, as well as man’s desire to conquer even a small span of wilderness.

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