Category: Staff Blog (Page 13 of 32)

Kornegay joins the club

081913-Greenwood-Mississippi-257It has been a busy year for the indie bookstores in our state. Lisa Howorth published Flying Shoesan honest, bittersweet novel about an unsolved murder finally getting the attention it deserved- showing her customers at Square Books she knows how to write as well as sell books. Our fearless leader John put together a brilliant book of photographs with the help of photographer Ken Murphy to showcase what people from Jackson needed a reminder of: there’s something beautiful in our capitol city. Jamie Kornegay of Turnrow Books is now a member of this small club. His first novel Soil has just been released and I am quickly digging my way to the bottom of it.

Jay Mize is a smart but obsessive man who sees the writing on the walls that an apocalypse is coming; he’s just not sure which one yet. A farm is the smart way to save his family from the coming crash of civilization- unless it drives them away first. When he finds a body on the land surrounding his home, his mistrust of society leads him to quietly dispose of it. Unfortunately for him, the local deputy is out cruising for women in his Mustang and chasing his estranged wife. He might even try to solve the case. Far from being the traditional who-dun-it, this is a novel with a very clear sense of place and people. The kind of place where a warning shot to a man on your property can lead to conversation just as easily as a “hello.”

They say write what you know, and Jamie Kornegay shows just how much he knows about the web that ties small towns together and the secrets they have buried in their back yards. Come see him this Thursday at 5 and get a signed copy of Soil to find out for yourself if you want to learn what he knows: we are all a product of the land from which we came.

 

Written by Daniel 

No disguise is perfect

“The miracle of the world, Mr. Vandaline, is that no one’s disguise is perfect. There is in every person, no matter how graceful, a seam, a thread curling out of them. It’s like a pimple that rouge cannot cover up, a patch of thinning hair. Often, it’s the almost unnoticed thing that’s a thread: a bit lip, a slight sigh. But when pulled by the right hands, it will unravel the person entire.” 

JacketGiovanni Bernini is a student of humanity, fighting his way through life, taking on the personas of others and slowly moving further and further away from himself.  In Jacob Rubin’s debut novel, The Poser, he writes in a tumbling, hurried fashion; as if he couldn’t get his thoughts onto the paper quickly enough. Despite this, the narrative is compelling and moves at a nice, quick clip.

 

Bernini is convinced that he is the exception to his rule, that he  has no thread in his core, no string that can unravel him to show his true nature. It is this belief that moves the story and drives him to devour the personalities of other people. Giovanni does not just impersonate the voices of those around him, he studies and collects subtle movements, and knows how to read emotions that are buried far beneath the surface of those he observes.

 

The arrival of Lucy Starlight throws a serious wrench into Bernini’s gears, as he finds he cannot find the thread that runs through her. To him, “The world was a smooth case, Lucy a splinter jutting out of it.” Not being able to imitate another human spins Bernini off of his regular course and becomes the linchpin for this surprisingly clever novel.

 

In prose that brings to mind a world with big top circuses and travel by hot air balloon, Jacob Rubin has captivated me and pulled me into this strange, colorful narrative. What disguises do I daily use to hide the fragile cord of truth running through my person? If Giovanni Bernini were here to show me, I’m not sure that I would want to know the answer.

 

Written by Hannah 

 

 

The bookseller’s greatest tool: hand-selling

One of my favorite parts of working at Lemuria is hand-selling books! Hand-selling is when you ask us to recommend a book, and we get the privilege of tailoring the reading experience just for you. I love it when a customer comes in and asks, “So what have you read lately and what do you think I should read?”  Well, let me tell you what my favorite books are to hand-sell:

 

Christopher Scotton’s The Secret Wisdom of the Earth

Jacket (1) I already blogged about this book, but yet it is still number one on my favorite books to hand-sell right now. It is beautifully written; a coming of age tale, full of mystery and adventure, and portrays a moral that is deep and compelling.

 

M.O. Walsh’s My Sunshine Away

Jacket (2)This book is amazing. The staff loves it. I loved it. M.O.’s (Neil to us) signing and reading was captivating and made me love the book even more. It is also a coming of age tale, but has an unreliable narrator who keeps you hooked into the story long after you have finished the book. The best way I can describe this novel is that it is Suburban Gothic with twists and turns that keep you turning pages long into the night.

 

David Joy’s Where All Light Tends To Go

Jacket (3)This book is another southern tale that punches you in the gut. When I was able to talk to David about the ending (no spoilers), he said his intent was to leave the person feeling empty. Well, he succeeded. However, the book, as empty as it makes you feel by the end, is so good!

 

Douglas Ray’s The Queer South: LGBTQ Writers on the American South

Jacket (4)Douglas Ray, a Jackson native, edited this project and Jackson’s own Eddie Outlaw has a short story in the compilation. It is full of essays, poetry, and short stories that share how LGBTQ persons feel about growing up or being queer in the south. It is great to read if you want to hear about the struggles, lives, and victories of queer southerners.

 

Amy-Jill Levine’s Short Stories by Jesus: The Enigmatic Parables of a Controversial Rabbi

JacketThis academic work of art is a gem of a book. Dr. Levine takes the most beloved parables of Jesus and offers fresh, creative, and modern understandings of the often-misinterpreted stories. It is great for those who are Christian and it is great for those who aren’t, but want to understand more about the teachings of Christ. I love this book!

 

 

 

 

And at the end of the day, there are so many more books that we have here at Lemuria that are amazing. All of our booksellers have their favorite books to hand-sell! So, feel free to come into the store and ask us to put something into you hands. Hopefully you won’t be disappointed!

 

Written by Justin 

 

Nicola loves All the Light We Cannot See! No wait, she doesn’t. No, wait….

JacketMy opinion of this book changed about three times over the weeks after I read it. Usually, my internalization and musings of what I read last a few days, and then I move on to the next book. But after weeks, when I sipped coffee, when I buttoned my coat, when I went about my day, this one stayed in my mind. Had I missed something?

During the flurry of wrapping paper that was Christmas at the bookstore, this book flew off the shelves. I’ve heard rumor that one reason for this was publisher bottlenecking, and people want what they can’t have. But I was curious and read it anyway.

When I first read the book, it sucked me in. I had to look up words like herbarium, escutcheons, and gendarmes. The story goes back and forth between two main characters, a young blind girl growing up in Paris during World War II right before Nazi occupation, and a young German orphan who must join the Hitler Youth. The story is interesting because there is buildup behind the scenes of what is going to happen while the main story is occurring.

After reading, I became a bit disillusioned with the story. It was a flash in the pan, fad of a book, plenty of World War II novels have been written (because few people are easier to make villains in a book than Nazis), and the children in the book are a bit too innocent and sweet all the time. I don’t like it when children are treated as innocent props for a story instead of given personalities and weaknesses, like real children. I laughed as I called this book “World War II with maple syrup on top”.

So that had settled things. But as I mulled over the things I did like about the story, I remembered some of my favorite books. I love Ulysses by James Joyce and The Book Thief by Marcus Zusak. One reason I love these books is because they both have an interesting plot, but focus on the everyday aspects of life. The characters may have purpose, but they also hang up their laundry, they let their thoughts wander, they still live. All the Light We Cannot See also does this, and apparently this book would have nagged at my mind until I discovered the link.

I don’t think everyone will have such a journey when they read this, but hey, who really knows what will happen when they read a book?

 

Written by Nicola 

Spoiler Alert: Erik Larson actually makes history super interesting

Jacket (1)This won’t be a spoiler if you know anything about history.  The luxury ocean liner Lusitania was torpedoed out of action on May 7, 1915, killing 1,195 passengers and crew including 27 out of 33 infants on board.  Of those killed, 123 were Americans.  The Lusitania was the most luxurious ship in service.  Wasn’t America, a neutral country in a war already ravaging Europe, exempt from the targets of unseen German U-boats skirting the underseas of the Atlantic? No one in his or her right mind would have booked tickets on this fastest and biggest of ships if they had thought otherwise. Once again, Erik Larson has plopped us right down in the middle of an historical tragedy and beguiled us with stories of the Lusitania’s passengers–with their intrigues, their treasures, and celebrities like the Vanderbilts–all aboard a doomed ship, in the freshly released Dead Wake. He’s done it before in his widely acclaimed books In the Garden of BeastsIsaac’s Storm, and The Devil in the White CityLarson succeeds in describing individuals on both sides of the war with similar hopes and fears.  He renders the captain of the Unterseeboot-20, Walter Schwieger, not only as a man with a mission from the highest levels of German admiralty, but also as a human being, burdened by grief and empathy after seeing the damage and suffering he has inflicted on the passengers of the ill-fated ocean liner.
While Larson so easily engages us in the lives of the passengers, he adeptly describes the lives of those on land who are central to the politics of the time.  He casts Woodrow Wilson as a melancholic widower whose black moods often trumped his interest in a world at war.  But Larson, seemingly an exuberant writer and optimistic sort, doesn’t let us drivel in the mire of the strictly personal for long.  He has a history to tell and the facts galore keep us grounded, moving forward, and educated in such a way that we hardly realize we’ve come to understand such scientific things as, say, how a boat floats.

Historically, we see the blunders made by governments on both sides of the Atlantic, the significance of the Lusitania as a deciding factor in entering WWI, secret codes intercepted and decoded by the British in equally secret places, lifeboats that kill rather than save as they are loosened from their moorings.  Larson is one of the best writers of our time at making history come alive through facts and personalities woven together.  I finished this book in just three days.  And I only read before going to bed.

 

Written by Pat 

Invisible Cities: Seeing the new in something old                

For those that don’t know, I’m the new guy at Lemuria, and I like new things. Books, movies, food, whatever it is, I like trying new things. Not that there is anything wrong with “old” things. I actually like a lot of those, too. This isn’t a post arguing the virtue of the exciting and shiny versus the tried and true. It is, however, a post about how revisiting something old has helped me to see something new.

JacketIf I’m being honest, moving back to Jackson a few months ago was not my favorite idea. As much fun as I had here in college, I had planned to spend my 20’s avoiding roots and any obligations. I thought I’d travel and move around, chasing jobs and adventures, making new friends, and trying as many new things as I could before it was time to be responsible and “settle down.” Things have not gone according to that plan. As I packed up to leave a “new” place and head towards this “old” one, I was reintroduced to this strange little book: Italo Calvino’s Invisible Cities. I don’t think it was coincidence that one of my new friends put it back into my hands just a short time before my move.

Invisible Cities is a book without much of a story, and without many characters; but what it lacks in narrative, it makes up for in imagery. Kublai Khan has summoned Marco Polo to tell of the many great cities he has encountered throughout the Khan’s ever-expanding empire. The majority of the book is divided into chapters, each being Polo’s description of a city he has visited. Conversations between Khan and Polo are spread between these chapters. Across the barriers of language, age, culture, and experience, the two begin to communicate, Polo describing what he has seen with objects collected in his travels.

With no real plotline, Calvino’s writing focuses on the cross section of expectation and imagination, the fine line between understanding and knowing. Kublai Khan expects to hear of the towns and people spread throughout his empire, instead Marco Polo teases the emperor’s imagination, as well as the reader’s. Some of the places he claims to have visited are beautiful, others terrifying. Some are built up like modern cities with skyscrapers; others are built to defy common sense. They are all unique and richly detailed.

Through their conversation, Khan has some understanding of the cities Polo describes, yet never having visited, he can never know them as Marco Polo does. The reader is faced with a similar dilemma. We read the words Polo uses to name and depict all the places he has been, but the cities remain invisible to us, only truly existing in the explorer’s mind.

SPOILER ALERT…Sorta.

Of course, these cities aren’t real in our world, or in Khan’s empire. Each location described by Polo is a poem written in an urban language, one without words and phrases, but sometimes of concrete and steel, sometimes of stone, water, pipes, and more. The Explorer’s descriptions turn an idea into a landscape, one that he uses to impress the Emperor. Eventually Kublai Khan catches on to Marco Polo’s scheme and it is revealed that he has never traveled the empire, nor does he have any knowledge of any great cities other than his own Venice. All that he has described, all the ideas and fantastic depictions are inspired by his hometown. With every look at the Venice he loves, Polo sees an entirely new city.

It’s this thought that stood out to me as I read Invisible Cities again. Picturing the metropolises of Polo’s imagination while I read, I became jealous of his perspective that made each look at his “old” city seem like something “new.” This time, I was not reading about someone’s explorations and discoveries, I was reading about someone rediscovering a place already known. This made me change my mind about a few things and, as I’ve seen over the last few months, opened my mind to the new city I found in Jackson. It isn’t the same one I left, not in my mind. As Polo describes one of his cities, he says “You leave Tamara without having discovered it.” It seems I left Jackson without having really discovered it and now that I’m back, I have another chance.

 

Written by Matt

The Desolation of Blog

NOTE: This blog contains spoilers to the film.  Avert your eyes and go see the film before continuing.

maxresdefaultThe final chapter of the Hobbit came out in theaters and I liked this one the best out of the 3 films.  I liked it the most because it was most true to the book, but only in the sense that 90% of the film was briefly recounted to Bilbo after the battle by Gandalf.  Bilbo was knocked unconscious and slept through the entire battle in the book.  The sloppy way they added the elves to the film and a few lazy love interests (no the least of which was Bilbo and Thorin’s bedroom eyes they kept giving each other) made the Tolkien-nerd inside me angry.  The last thing I was disappointed about what the lack of Tolkien’s  songs that made it to the film.  The Dwarves singing in Bilbo’s house are the only songs in the trilogy.  I felt like cutting all of the songs from the films was a bad move especially because it made sense with the tone of the films and kids movies should always have songs in them in my opinion.

 
Smaug+the+adorable_fb20ef_5007628On to what I liked about the film: the battle with the Necromancer is great.  Watching Saruman, Elrond and Galadriel kick Sauron’s ass is great- if a little short.  I would have loved to give them some more camera time.  Finally, the death of Smaug is epic!  The way he wrecks Lake Town is beautifully done and Smaug looks exactly how I imagined him in my head.  I felt they really captured how massive and terrifying he was.  The battle of the 5 armies is well done and the Scottish dwarves riding their war pigs was awesome.   Even though they dragged this book into a trilogy I can forgive them because they brought my favorite book of my childhood to the big screen and did a good job of it.  Thank you Peter Jackson, now put the franchise down and walk away.

 

 

Written by Daniel 

What I Read On My Summer Vacation

I find no reading is more enjoyable than vacation reading. The distractions of daily life disappear and spending a few hours reading feels right rather than indulgent. I didn’t read all the books I took with me, but I was glad to have a variety to fit whatever mood struck. The books I did read:

dont put me in coachDon’t Put Me In, Coach by Mark Titus — Fairly disappointing. I’ve enjoyed Titus’s blog and essays but the book didn’t do anything for me. Still, it passed the time on the airplane, and got me back into “reading mode.”

Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami — Amazing, and unlike anything I’ve read. Couldn’t put it down. Beautifully written and translated.

Plainsong by Kent Haruf — A wonderful little novel. Simple, direct prose, with characters that live and talk and reveal their lives.

runningWhat I Talk About When I Talk About Running by Haruki Murakami — A fun read for a runner or a Murakami fan. Kind of shocking how simple and unassuming his nonfiction voice is after reading Kafka on the Shore.

I started reading Keeper of Lost Causes on the plane back, but was so tired and ready to be home that I struggled to pay attention to it. I’ll give it another attempt soon.

Moderation is the key.

albert.einstein“Reading, after a certain age, diverts the mind too much from its creative pursuits. Any man who reads too much and uses his own brain too little falls into lazy habits of thinking.” -Albert Einstein

Southern Fiction: A Reconstruction

southern fiction makeover
If you’ve browsed the Southern Fiction section lately, you might have notices that it is a little messy and some of the shelves are naked! That because I am having the pleasure of giving it a makeover. One reason is that it just needed some TLC but another reason is that there is a lot of new fiction coming out by southern writers this fall–Steve Yarbrough, Daniel Woodrell, Pat Conroy, Donna Tartt, Lee Smith, Jesmyn Ward, John Grisham’s sequel to A Time to Kill, Tom Franklin & Beth Anne Fennelly, Marisha Pessl, Allan Gurganus, Jayne Anne Phillips . . .

Many of these authors will be coming to the bookstore, too! So stay up to date by subscribing to our Talk to the Hand newsletter on lemuriabooks.com or check our Events Page at your leisure.

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