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Mr. Scatter has never been much of a list-keeper,<\/strong> and although he reads a lot of books and other products of the printing press he finds it easy to lose track of them. Their ideas and images become part of some vast quasi-literary soup of the subconscious, like the broken-down bits of verbiage in Jasper Fforde\u2019s wry novel The Well of Lost Plots.<\/em><\/p>\n Mrs. Scatter is a seasoned list-maker, and she Keeps Track of Things. She is sometimes shocked by people who Do Not Keep Track of Things, so in her presence I attempt to downplay my disability.<\/p>\n \u201cCan you imagine someone forgetting they\u2019ve read a whole book!\u201d she\u2019ll say now and again. \u201cI mean, a magazine article, OK. But how do you forget you read a book!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n I\u2019m sure I don\u2019t know.<\/strong><\/p>\n Which is just to warn you that what follows is bound to be at least partly a work of fiction. I\u2019ve decided for some reason I can\u2019t quite fathom to take a beginning-of-the-decade accounting of the books I read in 2009, and arrange them into \u2013 yes, yes \u2013 a list. It will be faulty. And, don\u2019t worry, it\u2019ll be relatively brief: I won\u2019t be mentioning the whole lot, only the ones that are still rattling around my brain with a fair amount of vividness. The ones, in other words, that successfully evaded becoming just part of the soup.<\/p>\n I won\u2019t be counting the small number of books on tape I listened to, which at any rate this year would amount only (as I recall) to the five volumes of Lloyd Alexander\u2019s enjoyable Chronicles of Prydain<\/em> fantasy series, slipped into the CD player of the Scattermobile to lessen the effect of teen\/tween squabbling during long car voyages, and the first book and a half in Susan Cooper\u2019s equally breathless <\/span>The Dark Is Rising<\/em> series, undertaken for the same reason.<\/span><\/p>\n Nor am I promising that I didn\u2019t<\/strong> read one or two of these volumes in 2008. If so, it’s not that I’m trying to cheat. I just suffer from Faulty Memory Syndrome. And I\u2019m quite sure I\u2019ve read some books this past calendar year that I simply can\u2019t remember having read at all. (Several of those would have been borrowed from the public library, leaving me no physical reminder of our brief flings.) Shocking, yet true. Please don\u2019t tell Mrs. Scatter.<\/p>\n I\u2019ll leave it to you and Dr. Freud to figure out the patterns inside this list. I\u2019ll mention just one: In 2009 I reread a lot of books. This, I think, is a good thing. I\u2019m branding repeat readings with an RR<\/strong><\/p>\n And now, on with the list:<\/p>\n <\/span><\/p>\n HISTORY, POLITICS, WORDS AND IDEAS<\/strong><\/p>\n This Republic of Suffering: Death and the American Civil War. <\/strong>By Drew Gilpin Faust. Most histories of the Civil War concentrate on military tactics, political decisions, or the moral questions of slavery. Faust, a distinguished historian and president of Harvard, approaches the war from the view of the people who died in it. The result is a fascinating and sobering account of politics, cultural beliefs and morality. What made these men willing to die? How did they approach their meeting with their presumed maker? What happened to the corpses, and what were the lasting effects in the victorious national government\u2019s differing levels of care for the dead of the North and of the South? You can\u2019t call this an enjoyable read, although it\u2019s written with elegant straightforwardness. But it\u2019s engrossing, and important.<\/p>\n The River of Doubt: Theodore Roosevelt\u2019s Darkest Journey. <\/strong>By Candice Millard. Begun in 2008, finished in \u201909. After losing his bid to return to the White House in 1912, Roosevelt went into a funk and decided to get himself out of it by exploring in South America. His target: A long, fierce tributary of the Amazon that had never been mapped. The trip cost lives and reputations and left the former president with injuries that probably hastened his death. But he and his companions emerged. At a time when people believed that man\u2019s role was to conquer nature, conqueror and conquered became horribly mixed up. A fascinating history of nature, power and determination. I wrote about it in this post<\/a>.<\/p>\n Pretensions to Empire: Notes on the Criminal Folly of the Bush Administration. <\/strong>By Lewis Lapham. Published in 2006, when the fight was still on, Lapham\u2019s book of essays burns with keenly focused anger. Most of it is aimed at Bush and his team of what Lapham clearly believes to be radical usurpers, but his scorn could also be spread to the mainstream press that allowed itself to be so easily manipulated by the Bush administration. Lapham, the patrician leftist who edited Harper\u2019s magazine for almost 30 years and now publishes Lapham\u2019s Quarterly, lathers on the facts with relentless logic but sometimes hurts his cause by refusing to get off his high horse: Eventually people stop paying attention to a scold. On the other hand, he was out there crying when a lot of other journalists were unwilling even to note for the record that we were in the middle of a wilderness.<\/p>\n The Price of Loyalty: George W. Bush, the White House, and the Education of Paul O\u2019Neill.<\/strong> By Ron Suskind. O\u2019Neill, a highly successful corporate chieftain who had served previously in the Ford and Nixon administrations, was George W. Bush\u2019s first Treasury secretary. He didn\u2019t last long. Suskind\u2019s 2004 book struck while the iron was hot (although I didn\u2019t read it then) and was a best-seller. Very flattering to O\u2019Neill, who cooperated with Suskind, it paints the Treasury boss as a big-idea man who was frustrated at every turn by the ideologues who held sway with a president who lacked curiosity and saw the world in black and white. A good inside look at the world of big-league politics. Perhaps self-serving, but notable in that O\u2019Neill was a lifelong Republican player who discovered he was too \u201cliberal\u201d and not loyal enough for the bosses of Bush\u2019s repurposed party.<\/p>\n The Collector: David Douglas and the Natural History of the Northwest. <\/strong>By Jack Nisbet. A fascinating history of the young Scots botanist who came to the Pacific Northwest in the 1820s under the sponsorship of the Hudson\u2019s Bay Company and the London Horticultural Society to collect and identify the flora and fauna of the tenuously tamed territory. So brief a time ago, and yet so different. Our corner of the world was familiar and yet fundamentally different from the Northwest of today. <\/span><\/p>\n Operation Bite Back: Rod Coronado\u2019s War To Save American Wilderness. <\/strong>By Dean Kuipers. Inside the Earth Liberation Front, Animal Liberation Front and other underground outposts of either fierce moral counterinsurgency or Luddite terrorism, depending on how you look at it. It\u2019s here (this is largely a Western movement, with deep roots in the Pacific Northwest) and it\u2019s now, and Kuipers gets deep behind the occasional sensationalistic headlines. The question: Has the author drunk the Kool-Aid? Maybe a sip or two. But it seems worth it for the insider access he got.<\/p>\n Ex Libris: Confessions of a Common Reader. <\/strong>By Anne Fadiman. A small, quirky, altogether lovely book about one woman\u2019s love affair with books. Each essay is elegantly crafted, warmed with intelligence and humor. We learn of the difficulties of merging libraries when two people become a couple and move in together (whose system of organization wins the day?) and of the book-people split between courtly lovers and carnal lovers: the first group puts the physical book on a pedestal, as an object to be treated with the utmost care; the second group rips into it, writes in the margins, dog-ears pages, treats the flesh with gusto as it goes for the soul, the ideas<\/em>, inside. Fadiman, daughter of the legendary writer\/entertainer Clifton Fadiman, reports with pleasure that her family comes from the carnal side of the great divide.<\/p>\n The Eclectic Encyclopedia of English. <\/strong>By Nathan Bierma. This collection pulled from Bierma\u2019s \u201cOn Language\u201d column in the Chicago Tribune is engaging, informative, and not schoolmarmish at all. Bierma doesn\u2019t wag fingers, and instead of pronouncing from on high he listens to what the linguists have to say. An excellent bedside book for late-night browsing, which is how I eventually read the whole thing. It\u2019s published by William, James & Co., the Sherwood publishing house.<\/p>\n NOVELS AND OTHER IMAGINED TRUTHS<\/strong><\/p>\n Winterkill, River Song, The Sky Fisherman. <\/strong>By Craig Lesley. For some reason other writers get the praise while Lesley delivers the goods. This trio of novels represents some of the finest fictional evocations ever of life in the Pacific Northwest \u2013 mostly the forgotten rural Northwest, where Portland and Seattle are either ignored or resented — and their emotional effect goes far beyond mere regionalism. Lesley gets at the importance of land and water, at the brutality of history, at the stark differences between Indian and white ways of looking at the world. He writes about betrayals and loyalties and the surprises of love, and he tells hauntingly good stories. As the best fiction does, these stories ring shatteringly true. If you\u2019ve never read Lesley, do yourself a favor and pick him up (I\u2019d read them in the order above, although that\u2019s not crucial). If you have read them but it\u2019s been a while, do a re-read. It\u2019s worth it. RR<\/strong><\/p>\n Straight Man. <\/strong>By Richard Russo. Published in 1997, before he hit it big with Empire Falls<\/em>, Russo\u2019s Straight Man<\/em> is that rare and wondrous thing, an academic novel that\u2019s genuinely funny and entertaining. His hero, a one-hit-wonder novelist who\u2019s rotted into the English department chairmanship of a third-rate state college, has the saving grace of being an irredeemable anarchist, which creates untenable situations \u2013 at one point he holds a goose hostage, threatening to wring its neck while television news cameras roll \u2013 and also allows him to scramble out of harm\u2019s way.<\/span><\/p>\n The Anthologist. <\/strong>By Nicholson Baker. Baker\u2019s hero is a little like Russo\u2019s in Straight Man<\/em>, but more extreme: He\u2019s so untamed and untamable that he\u2019s dropped out of academia because he can\u2019t stand the restraints. He also has a mythic case of writer\u2019s block that\u2019s keeping him from writing the introductory essay to his collection of rhyming poems \u2013 and Baker\u2019s novel, in both hilarious and deeply felt ways, is essentially what that essay ought to be. This guy \u2013 Paul Chowder by name \u2013 is a mess. But I\u2019d love to read his anthology once it comes out.<\/p>\n Bread and Wine. <\/strong>By Ignazio Silone. A priest who is not a priest hides in a mountain village, a fugitive from both the fascist rulers of 1930s Italy and the Communist party with which he\u2019s become disillusioned. A deeply felt study of idealism, totalitarianism, moral duty and independent thought, this is a touchstone novel for me, one I read every few years. I wrote about it in this post<\/a>. RR<\/strong><\/p>\n Parnassus on Wheels. <\/strong>By Richard Morley. This droll pastoral from 1917, about a farm woman who embarks on a horse-and-wagon journey with an itinerant book salesman, determined to take over his business of spreading culture across the countryside, is a light and whimsical crackerbarrel delight. Nothing too serious, sometimes even a little corny, it\u2019s nonetheless a pleasing diversion. I described rediscovering it in this post<\/a>. RR<\/strong><\/p>\n The Warden. <\/strong>By Anthony Trollope. Whimsy, wisdom, avarice, idealism, maybe a little shady money on the side: Ah, for the life of a quaint English village in Victoria\u2019s reign. My first Trollope (try typing that!), and I found the experience stimulating.<\/p>\n On the Black Hill. <\/strong>By Bruce Chatwin. Best known for his travel writings \u2013 In Patagonia<\/em> in particular \u2013 Chatwin published this novel of rural life in 1982. At times its characters and situations seem from an earlier century, and the novel promises more than it delivers, but the writing\u2019s beautiful and some of the characters, especially the identical-twin brothers Lewis and Benjamin, are memorable.<\/p>\n Middle Passage. <\/strong>By Charles Johnson. It won the National Book Award in 1990 and stands up well \u2013 spectacular lush language, an adventure worthy of Fielding or Defoe, and a subject matter that burrows deep into an essential question of the American character. Johnson\u2019s hero, Rutherford Calhoun, is a freed slave in 1830 New Orleans who runs afoul of the local kingmaker and \u201cescapes\u201d onto a slave ship, where he becomes part of the crew. A harrowing, astounding, crucial moral journey that is also, like <\/span>August Wilson\u2019s best plays, a dazzling work of art. RR<\/strong><\/p>\n Revolutionary Road. <\/strong>By Richard Yates. One depressing puppy dog of a novel. Well-written, though, in a meat-ax-surgery sort of way.<\/p>\n Christmas at the Juniper Tavern. <\/strong>By Charles Deemer. Deemer\u2019s fine, funny, and insightful Northwest play still has things to say about the way people live their lives in this corner of the country. I wrote about it in this post<\/a>. RR<\/strong><\/p>\n MYSTERIES, MURDERS AND SCOUNDRELS<\/strong><\/p>\n Death Shall Overcome, Murder Against the Grain, A Stitch in Time. <\/strong>By Emma Lathen (pseudonym for the team of economist Mary Jane Latsis and economic analyst Martha Hennisart). Three mysteries from the mid-1960s featuring amateur sleuth John Putnam Thatcher, senior vice president of the Wall Street bank Sloan Guaranty Trust. Sly, witty books about foolishness and greed, written with the underlying principle that on Wall Street as in real life, doing the honorable and legal thing is better in the long run for everyone. Where are Lathen and Thatcher when we need them most?I wrote about Death Shall Overcome<\/em> in this post<\/a>. RR<\/strong><\/p>\n Death Before Bedtime, Death in the Fifth Position, Death Likes It Hot. <\/strong>By Edgar Box. Gore Vidal wrote this trio of urbane mysteries \u2013 like the Lathen books, they\u2019re more comedies of manners than whodunits, really \u2013 under the Box pseudonym. If he was slumming, he did it superbly. Murder at the ballet, murder in the Senate, murder at the country club \u2013 and the amateur detective is a public-relations guy who spends more time in the sack than James Bond. I wrote about them in this post<\/a>. RR<\/strong><\/p>\n![\"Hey](\"http:\/\/www.artscatter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/01\/powells-city-of-books-nw-entrance_portland-or_2008-may-481x1024.jpg\" "\\"Hey")
As near as I can figure in the aftermath,<\/strong> I read about 75 books in 2009: a decent clip, though still pretty minor-league compared to the truly devoted. I won\u2019t pretend to be as catholic or compulsive in my reading habits as Art Scatter\u2019s friend Rose City Reader<\/a>, who consumes books the way a competitive professional eater downs hot dogs or oysters while training for the world championships; or as omnivorous as my erudite sister Laurel, who in 2009 almost accidentally read or reread all of Charles Dickens\u2019 novels while maintaining a steady speed diet of the classics and a few contemporary books, some of them in foreign languages just to brush up on her linguistic skills. (This year she\u2019s aiming at a slightly less prolific target, James Galworthy, in addition to her \u201cregular\u201d reading.)<\/p>\n![\"History](\"http:\/\/www.artscatter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/01\/517zq-olnkl_ss500_-208x300.jpg\" "\\"History")
Waking Giant: America in the Age of Jackson. <\/strong>By David S. Reynolds. A very good popular history of that vast period between Jefferson and Lincoln that is something of a blank to most of us, and shouldn\u2019t be. These years, essentially the first half of the 19th<\/sup> century, were the years of the nation\u2019s adolescence, when it was stretching its newfound muscles and figuring out what it wanted to be when, or if, it grew up. This is when the empire expanded from sea to shining sea, when it decided to be a nation rather than an association of states, when internationalism and isolation duked it out, when the philosophical and economic splinterings that separated North and South became a chasm. Reynolds, also a biographer of Walt Whitman and the abolitionist John Brown, tells the tale with humor, insight and a sense of adventure. Scatterers may remember his recounting of the blood sport of 19th<\/sup> century politics from this post<\/a>.<\/span><\/p>\n![\"bookofgenesisillustrated\"](\"http:\/\/www.artscatter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/01\/bookofgenesisillustrated-226x300.jpg\" "\\"bookofgenesisillustrated\\"")
The Book of Genesis, Illustrated by R. Crumb. <\/strong>What is this thing? \u201cComic book\u201d doesn\u2019t seem quite right. Neither does \u201cillustrated novel.\u201d Comic-strip history? Nope. Call it what you will, it\u2019s an inspired pairing of artist and text. In a comic-book (but hard cover) format, the famed creator of Mr. Natural gives the entire 50 chapters, in accepted translation, concentrating on the rough power of these creation and founding stories. His drawings focus on the brusque carnality of the tales, breathing sexuality and emotional vividness into what too often is almost singsong recitation. These are astonishing stories, and Crumb embraces them with devoted lustiness, making even the \u201cbegats\u201d seem somehow vital.<\/p>\n![\"oregoncompanion\"](\"http:\/\/www.artscatter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/01\/oregoncompanion-250x300.jpg\" "\\"oregoncompanion\\"")
The Oregon Companion: An Historical Gazetteer of the Useful, the Curious, and the Arcane. <\/strong>By Richard H. Engeman. The title pretty much sums it up: Sometimes rooting through history is mainly for the simple pleasure of stumbling on some intriguing facts. This is a dip-in-at-leisure collection, running alphabetically from George Abernethy (Oregon\u2019s only provisional governor, before it became an official U.S. territory) to Zigzag River, with a lot of fun between. Illustrated profusely with historic photographs.<\/p>\n![\"shades-of-grey1\"](\"http:\/\/www.artscatter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/01\/shades-of-grey1-300x300.jpg\" "\\"shades-of-grey1\\"")
Shades of Grey. <\/strong>By Jasper Fforde. The sly linguistic entertainer of the Thursday Next<\/em><\/span> and Nursery Crime<\/em> novels, in which fictional characters are real and interact, sometimes alarmingly, with \u201creal\u201d characters who are of course themselves fictional, takes a sharp turn in this new novel that lays the groundwork for a new series. The jokes are tamped down (though they\u2019re still there) and what had been a wry acceptance of the idiocies of bureaucracy has become an altogether dark view of a tightly regulated future world after some unspecified great disaster that has left humans socially stratified according to their abilities to detect specific hues in light. It\u2019s like George Orwell crossed with Russell Hoban\u2019s <\/span>Riddley Walker<\/em>. As the first of a series, this one raises the questions and sets up the problems. Can\u2019t wait to see what comes next.<\/span><\/p>\n![\"farthingcover\"](\"http:\/\/www.artscatter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/01\/farthingcover-198x300.jpg\" "\\"farthingcover\\"")
Farthing, Ha\u2019Penny, Half a Crown. <\/strong>By Jo Walton. The English\/Canadian writer\u2019s fascinating trilogy rejiggers history with an Orwellian eye, imagining life if England\u2019s Nazi sympathizers had won the day and entered into partnership with Hitler. The scary thing is how plausible it all seems: a twist here, a slip there, a little white lie whispered in the right place, and it\u2019s bye-bye democracy, hello fascism. Walton manages this cultural nightmare within the tea-cozy tradition of the British murder-puzzle mystery: Josephine Tey or Agatha Christie with real consequences. Because Walton\u2019s known as a sci-fi and fantasy writer, this trilogy flew mostly under the radar of mainstream critics. Too bad. It\u2019s got a lot on its mind, and it tells its tale admirably. As Ursula K. Le Guin says on the cover of Farthing<\/em>: \u201cIf Le Carre scares you, try Jo Walton.\u201d<\/p>\n![\"edgarcover\"](\"http:\/\/www.artscatter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/01\/edgarcover.jpg\" "\\"edgarcover\\"")
The Fires of Edgarville. <\/strong>By Craig Joseph Danner. Danner, who also wrote the Pacific Northwest Book Award winner Himalayan Dhaba<\/em><\/span>, tells an involving story about personal and cultural secrets in Oregon\u2019s Hood River Valley, going back to the detention of Japanese American citizens during World War II and coming forward to the kind of neo-incarceration of a prominent doctor who\u2019s been forced back to the valley of his childhood after a professional scandal has ruined his career. Race, love, revenge, honor, mercy and redemption wind through this tale, which also touches sensitively on the realities of aging and dementia.<\/p>\n![\"n51118\"](\"http:\/\/www.artscatter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/01\/n51118-179x300.jpg\" "\\"n51118\\"")
The Stolen Gods. <\/strong>By Jake Page. Read on recommendation of my friend Gerald, who lives part-time in Santa Fe and sometimes hangs out in the same restaurant as Page’s sleuth. Mo Bowdre is a big, bluff, blind sculptor in Santa Fe. Connie Barnes is his smart and longsuffering Hopi girlfriend. A big-money dealer in Native American art is murdered and his gallery trashed. Some Hopi deities, sacred objects that should never show up on the legal or illegal art market, are missing. The world\u2019s out of joint. Page works the borders between Anglo and Indian cultures deftly, which makes the mystery less important than the atmosphere.<\/p>\n
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Feed. <\/strong>By M.T. Anderson. Killer novel about a future dystopia, a high-tech environmental disaster in which bored teens fly off for the weekend to get stoned on the moon and everyone\u2019s plugged into the feed \u2013 a sophisticated, highly manipulated advanced Internet that enters through a surgically implanted chip in your head, and that pretty much calls the shots on everything. What do you listen to? Where do you go? What do you want to buy? The feed sets the agenda. You could call this novel scary good.<\/p>\n![\"monstersbroccoli\"](\"http:\/\/www.artscatter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/01\/monstersbroccoli-233x300.jpg\" "\\"monstersbroccoli\\"")
Monsters Don\u2019t Eat Broccoli. <\/strong>![\"younger-land\"](\"http:\/\/www.artscatter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/01\/younger-land-201x300.jpg\" "\\"younger-land\\"")
The Food of a Younger Land. <\/strong>Edited by Mark Kurlansky. Kurlansky (Cod<\/em>; Salt<\/em>