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‘Two Years Eight Months and Twenty-Eight Nights’ by Salman Rushdie

So I’ve never read “magical realism” before, and that’s a term I hear applied to Salman Rushdie’s new book Two Years Eight Months and Twenty-Eight Nights  often. Is it a book with a realistic setting except with a few splashes of magic? I’ll go look it up….

And I’m back. Ok, so the term “magical realism” originated around the 1950’s to describe an art style that depicted supernatural elements in a mundane way. But when the term is applied to literature, it means pretty much what I guessed above. I have also come across the term “urban fantasy”, and that’s somehow a completely different thing? So just how broadly does this term apply? I thought of Harry Potter as a fantasy book, but given the definitions I’ve seen, does this make it technically magical realism?

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Now I’m hopelessly confused. If there’s anyone out there who can explain this to me, please come to Lemuria and help a bookseller out.

Enough about genre, let’s get to the story!

twoyearseightmonthsrushdieRushdie’s new novel is narrated by beings 1000 years after the events of the story, and so you don’t get any up close, personal accounts of the characters, but distant recollections of events. Since I enjoy reading history books, I felt right at home with this. I feel like some readers might find this point of view a bit dry, since in fantasy we’re used to knowing the minds of our hero. But give the story time, it’ll grow on you.

Basically, there is another reality called Peristan which is inhabited by supernatural beings called the jinn, who occasionally slip into our world to cause chaos or bless humans. Long ago, a jinn named Dunia fell for a mortal man, and together they had a ton of kids over the span of two years, eight months, and twenty-eight nights. (Which makes a total of 1,001 nights, in case you didn’t catch the reference.) Dunia’s lover eventually died, and Dunia returned to Peristan, and left all of her kids behind.

Kitab_al-Bulhan_---_devils_talkingSkip ahead to years later, and random people all around the world begin to realize they have strange abilities (a gardener begins to levitate at will, a baby can detect the inner corruption of others, etc.). Of course these people are not random, and as descendants of Dunia they will be the only hope to face an oncoming war upon earth by the dark jinn.

This book is full of references to Arabic mythology (which is so much fun to do further research on while you read this book!) and pop culture. There’s also a lot of underlying themes about migration, religion, and science. The writing style is also so tongue-in- cheek that it does not feel pretentious, but rather hilarious in parts.

I’m in the midst of my senior year in college, and I definitely needed some nice fantasy to escape into. Except, this didn’t feel like pure escapism, like I was doing mindless fun reading; starting Rushdie’s book made me feel like I was stumbling onto something huge and grand.

The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer by Michelle Hodkin

You may not have seen me at Lemuria yet, since I’ve only been working here since mid September. When I was younger, I really hated to read; I knew I was bad at it, so I avoided it unless it was required for school. But around the time I was fourteen, I was introduced to young adult fantasy, and ever since I’ve been hooked on reading.

JacketSo, here we go with the main reason I’m writing this blog. About four years ago, I read The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer by Michelle Hodkin. It was one of those situations where you love a book, but get distracted and miss the release of the next book in the series. This past summer, I was trying to find something to read and I came across The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer again. I decided to reread it and ended up binging on all three books in a matter of about a week, completely captivated.

The book follows the story and life of Mara Dyer (or is that even her real name?). Right at the beginning of the novel, her normal high school life takes a tragic turn. She is the sole survivor of an accident that took the lives of her best friend, schoolmate, and boyfriend. Or did it really?

She convinces her family that she needs a different location to recover, so they move to Florida. Not only is she struggling with the loss of her friends and the pain of being the only survivor, but strange things start to happen to Mara. At first, she thinks she’s just hallucinating due to post-traumatic stress. But is it really? One of the things I love about this book is that you really can’t place it into a specific category. At times you truly believe that Mara is just a girl struggling with the loss of her friends. At other times, it seems like there is something magical and science fiction-y going on. Then you’ll switch back to thinking it’s just PTSD. Or is it some weird, dark, and creepy mix of the three? The plot twists, turns and keeps you guessing what’s going on.

Mara Dyer is a believable high school girl, struggling to act like everything is okay to keep her family happy while being terrified by all the weird things happening around her. Then there is Noah. And yes, he is that token attractive, sarcastic British boy (I don’t mind, what can I say? I love those) and yes, he plays the love interest. But aside from the type he plays, he is a fully developed character who truly adds to the story. I enjoyed getting to know Noah and seeing his progression.

Over all, this book has witty and sarcastic dialogue. It keeps you giggling and helps to lighten the creepy and dark side of the story. Michelle Hodkin is great at writing dark, ominous, and sometime violent scenes that will have you looking around your own room and questioning what’s real. I would put this book into the hands of anyone looking for a witty, twisted, dark tale that will keep you guessing all the way until the end of the series.

Braving a Horror Classic

So, October is my favorite month.  Temperatures once again hover in the 60s, leaves begin their brief exhibition of color, and I get to indulge my seasonal love of horror.  Many people are averse to the horror genre because of what I think is the mistaken idea that they don’t enjoy being scared. They imagine that watching a movie where characters are chased by a chainsaw-wielding madman is equally as traumatizing as being actually chased by a chainsaw-wielding madman.  In my experience, if I succeed in getting friends to sit through a horror film, they say things like, “That wasn’t as scary as I thought it would be.  I actually enjoyed that.”

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Let me be clear: I do not enjoy real life terror any more than anyone else.  When there is a thin film of safety, however, as there is when watching a scary movie, the terror can be downright thrilling.  The same is true of reading a scary book.

Jacket (2)Last October, one of my coworkers told me that Bram Stoker’s classic Dracula was her all-time favorite book and implored me to read it that fall.  I didn’t get around to it at the time, so I patiently waited all year for October to roll around so that I could read it in its proper season.  It was well worth the wait.

Published in 1897, Dracula was by no means the first work to feature blood-sucking vampires, but it did define the rules and limitations that govern vampires in both literature and film today.  It also introduced the world to Count Dracula, the most famous of all vampires and one who has been featured in countless books and movies since.

The entire book is made up of a collection of diary entries and letters from a handful of characters along with a few newspaper clippings that lend additional credibility to the characters, who, at times, question their own sanities.  Reading these entries feels a little voyeuristic because of the vulnerability and, yes, sexual tension that is rife in the novel.  These references are at times hard to catch, hidden in the eloquent Victorian language common in Gothic novels of the late 1800s, and at other times, not so subtle (you’ll have to read to see what I mean).  Readers have long theorized that Stoker used the story of the vampire to comment on the repressed sexuality of his time.

The book wastes no time in getting started.  It opens with Jonathan Harker, a solicitor traveling to Transylvania (part of Romania) to meet a wealthy count who plans to purchase real estate in London.  Harker is struck by the beauty of the surrounding Carpathian mountains while simultaneously being creeped out by the ominous feel of the place and its inhabitants.  Superstitious locals seemingly beg him in their native language to stay, and one woman puts a rosary around his neck.  By the time he gets to Castle Dracula (at midnight, no less), he is thoroughly petrified.

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After a cliffhanger of a final entry in Harker’s diary, the setting switches to London, with a letter from Harker’s fiancee Mina to her friend Lucy expressing her anxiety at not hearing from her Jonathan.  Soon the two women, along with three men, including Lucy’s fiance and a doctor who operates an asylum, call upon Dr. Abraham Van Helsing of Amsterdam to solve the mystery that has enveloped them, a mystery that seems to revolve around the thin, pale, man with red lips and sharp teeth and who has just arrived in London.

woman-faintingChilling and captivating, the novel’s only weakness is its misogyny.  The men of the book repeatedly refer to the dainty, pretty women whom they must spare the horrors of the reality of Dracula.  I found it disappointing that Stoker chose not to use his female characters to comment on the gender norms of the time, despite arming them with the capabilities to do so.

Chapters often end in mysteries that can only be solved by reading the first several pages of the next chapter.  If you’re like me, you’ll find yourself reading late into the night, the time of day where Dracula the character, and the novel, seem to exhibit their strongest powers.

Mitchell’s chilling new novel ‘Slade House’ reminds us why he’s awesome

6819Lawrence Norfolk was at Lemuria for his release of John Saturnall’s Feast in September 2012. Norfolk and a few Lemurians were chatting about how many authors start off from foggy obscurity—like J K Rowling–writing novels on the napkins of their dayjobs. Norfolk spoke of David Mitchell in the same mythic proportions.  He told the booksellers that he was one of the first readers of Mitchell’s Ghostwritten, and was among the first to realize that Ghostwritten was much more than short stories; rather, it is a novel with a contiguous plot told through subtly connected narratives.

“Everyone of these pages deserves and demands to be read and re-read. Ghostwritten is an astonishing debut.”- Lawrence Norfolk’s Ghostwritten promotion.

Mitchell has become a master since Norfolk was asked to blurb Ghostwritten. The advance reader copies of Ghostwritten have become a collector’s item with a heavy price tag.


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“Grief’s an amputation, but hope’s incurable haemophilia: you bleed and bleed and bleed. Like Schrödinger’s cat but with a box you can never get open.” – overheard at the Fox and Hounds concerning a friend’s disappearance near Slade House

Mitchell’s new novel, Slade House, proves to me that he is capable of creating entire worlds. Just as Tolkien enamored the post-war world in his immersive creation of Middle Earth, or how Rowling immersed an entire generation of the world’s youth in Hogwarts—Slade House returns us to Mitchell’s immersive world of atemporality. Atemporals are people (or entities) that are able to transcend the bonds of a physical body. They are capable of a range of powers that would make both Sith and Jedi envious.

“When you die, your soul crosses the dusk between life and the blank sea. The journey takes forty-nine days, but there’s no wifi there, so to speak. So, no messages can be sent.” – Fred Pink interview at Fox and Hounds, just a block away from Slade Alley

Slade House is a return to the same eternal tug of war between the vampiric Anchorites and the psychosetaric telepaths that walk the shaded path. The prose within Slade House is doubly chilling and entrancing. The plot is an Escharian labyrinth: relentlessly moving forward but inevitably returning in circular motions. The story gains velocity through Mitchell’s agile cultural awareness and maneuverable wit.mcescher

“This is all getting a bit too Da’vinci Code.”- overheard at Fox and Hounds

bone-clocksThe most appealing thing about Slade House is that it’s a great place to start reading Mitchell. It’s a quick read, and much more approachable than The Bone Clocks. If you’re new to the author, pick this book up and introduce yourself to one of the developing legends of contemporary fiction. Let Slade House give you chills like any good ghost story should.

51w0Vx1mLOL._SY344_BO1,204,203,200_If you’re returning to reading Mitchell, get yourself excited for the return of enigmatic figures such as Enomoto and Marinus. Take another look at The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet for some extra Slade House goodies.

 

If you’re a scaredy-cat, this isn’t the book for you. The pages will give you unavoidable goosebumps. This is a ghost story perfect for a spooky Halloween read.

Children’s Books: ‘Vanishing Island’ author to visit

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51OE5HRFxuL._SX328_BO1,204,203,200_A Jackson native who now lives in Memphis, Barry Wolverton will be visiting Lemuria Books on Wednesday, Oct. 28, at 5 p.m. to sign his newest book for young readers, “The Vanishing Island.

The protagonist is Bren Owen of the “dirtiest, noisiest, smelliest city in all of Britannia.” “Bren was what they called spindly— tall for his age, but unsteady, like a chair you might be afraid to sit on. He had been born in Map because he had no choice in the matter.”

It is 1599 and the Age of Discovery in Europe. Bren would rather be out on a ship exploring the world, but on the day he tries to surreptitiously board a ship as a stowaway, an explosion foils his plans, and he is sent to work at McNally’s Map Emporium, owned by the one and only map mogul, Rand McNally. It is there, as Bren tends to sick and dying sailors, that one of these sea dogs gives him a strange coin with indecipherable characters. This coin sends Bren on a quest that will take him far beyond the confines of Map and toward the Vanishing Island.

Spanning East and West culture and folklore, “The Vanishing Island” is perfect for fans of Robert Louis Stevenson’s “Treasure Island.” This book should be next on your child’s to-read list.

 

harry-potter-illustrated-scholastic“Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone: The Illustrated Edition” by J.K. Rowling, illustrated by Jim Kay

At the start of 2015, a few gorgeously intricate illustrations featuring characters from the Harry Potter series were released online. Further research showed that Jim Kay, an illustrator who won the Kate Greenaway medal for his illustrations in “A Monster Calls” by Patrick Ness in 2012, would be creating a series of illustrations for the first Harry Potter book, “Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone” (or in the UK, “The Philosopher’s Stone”.)

Kay’s illustrations are sheer magic. The colors are dynamic and the detail is so incredible that one could spend hours looking at all the illustrations in the book. With all of the Harry Potter books and movies, it didn’t seem possible that a tried and true classic could be made fresh, but Kay makes the wizarding world a reality. As Halloween draws near, perhaps one of the best scenes in all of children’s literature comes from “Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone.” It is after Harry and Ron have saved Hermione’s life from the troll on Halloween night. As Rowling writes, “from that moment on, Hermione Granger became their (Harry and Ron’s) friend. There are some things you can’t share without ending up liking each other, and knocking out a 12-foot mountain troll is one of them.”

Clara Martin works for Lemuria Books.

Meet Barry Wolverton

5 p.m. Oct. 28 at Lemuria Books.

Happy Halloween

Join us for a Harry Potter Trivia Night at 5 p.m. Friday. All ages are welcome, and the best costume will win a prize! For details, call (601) 366-7619 for more information.

Making my house a home

Here’s the thing-  I don’t buy decorating books.

…Is something I would have said six months ago. A statement rendered totally untrue now that I’ve picked up The New Bohemians: Cool and Collected Homes by Justina Blakeney.

downloadBlakeney’s new collection of photographs (beautiful, beautiful photographs by Dabito) of homes across the U.S. embody the style that she has dubbed “New Bohemian”. Separated into six little subcategories (Modern, folksy, romantic, earthy, nomadic, and maximal), the book is essentially a go-ahead to break all the decorating rules that your mom taught you. Want to layer up some area rugs? Do it, and do it proudly my friend. Want to hang a random scarf on your wall instead of a framed photograph? More power to you, kid.

Below are a few snapshots of my own home. What I loved so much about Blakeney’s book was the attention to detail, something that I’ve always loved about settling into a house. Hopefully some of the DIYs below can help you add something extra to your nest.

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I am lucky enough to have very talented friends, and I make it a point to go to as many of their art showings as possible. My walls are constantly evolving, and by choosing to not stick to any particular decorating theme, I’ve had the freedom to mix and match pieces all over the house to make interesting gallery spaces.

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When the main focus of a room is on a shelf full of books, there is no need to decorate based on any specific color scheme- books are the color equalizer. More is better! (cats are optional in any decor, but highly recommended)

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You can never have too many pretty rocks in your house. I make it a point to attend the Mississippi Gem and Mineral Society’s annual show in the trade mart by the fairgrounds to stock up on geodes, jewelry, and hand-crafted goodies. It’s an incredibly inexpensive way to add a little something extra to the style of your home. This old video camera was purchased in a thrift store for $10.

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My mother painted this crazy bird when she was a little girl. I love how the primary colors go with this prayer candle and handkerchief. This particular setup causes me a lot of grief, however, as I have to dust it regularly. I try not to keep too many trinkets in my home, because I HATE dusting.

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Here’s another fun DIY project for any loose jewelry or ties that may be getting tangled up: Wrap a sturdy stick from your backyard in embroidery thread and tap in some penny nails to make a piece of art that also de-clutters your bedroom!

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Want to save one million dollars on framing? Pick up a pack of teeny tiny binder clips from Target for about $2 and hang them with penny nails. Finally I have a way to display my ever-growing print collection! P.S., having some shelves adds a little depth to this wall. Also, I will always need more storage space for rocks.

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Pssst. You don’t have to pay nine hundred billion dollars for Kantha quilts. I got two of these from Southeastern Salvage for $15 each. Also, if you have a friend who paints, sculpts, does woodcuts, or anything artistically awesome, BUY THEIR STUFF. It’s an incredible way to support your local arts scene, and it makes your house feel so badass.

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This garland was made by looping embroidery thread around three of my fingers, then wrapping a piece of thread around the top of the loop to tie it off. Cut the bottom half of the loop to make your tassel look like a little octopus, and voila! You have the beginnings of a DIY garland that costs less than $7 to make.

Get to Know Pat

FullSizeRender (9)How long have you worked at Lemuria? 25 years, I think.

What do you do at Lemuria? Inventory, sales, talk to customers, to myself and to anyone who will listen, yoga.

What’s currently on your bedside table (book purgatory)? Man in the Woods by Scott Spencer, Nepo’s Book of Awakening, Jesus Calling, Daring Greatly, H is for Hawk, Circling the Sun, Time magazine, We are Completely Beside Ourselves, Natchez Burning, Ted Kooser’s Splitting an Order, Silence by Thich Nhat Hahn, and Mere Christianity by C. S. Lewis.

I know it’s difficult, but give us your current top five books. H is for Hawk by Helen MacDonald, We are Completely Beside Ourselves by Karen Joy Fowler, All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr, the Bible, and Circling the Sun by Paula McClain.

Any particular genre that you’re especially in love with? Fiction with strong moral dilemma.

What did you do before you worked at Lemuria? Raised children, went to nursing school, took lots of enrichment classes, and played lots of tennis.

If we could have any living author visit the store and do a reading, who would you want to come? Thich Nhat Hahn

If Lemuria could have ANY pet (mythical or real), what do you think it should be? Easy question for me. Dogs galore.

 

Divorced Community

Whew folks, the struggle has been real in writing this blog. I recently finished reading both Kent Haruf’s national bestseller from 1999, Plainsong, as well as C.S. Lewis’ highly acclaimed The Great Divorce. The source of my struggle most likely stemmed from the diverse nature of these two works. Yet, I felt a connection that I was loathe to discard, even as I stared at my computer screen in frustration.

Jacket (5)I began with Plainsong, which had been on my reading list for quite a while. It was one of the first recommendations I was given by a co-worker upon beginning this grand adventure in the world of Lemuria. It took me a bit to get pulled in, about 100 pages, which surprised me a bit; but it was worth it. The prose is leisurely and unassuming, particularly at first, while sneaking in gut-punch worthy content. Haruf unfolds the interconnected lives of a pregnant high school girl cast out by her mother, a teacher shut out by his depressed wife and their two sons, and two irresistibly lovable old crusty bachelor farmers. Each chapter follows a different character, eventually interconnecting their lives.

Once I became invested in the characters lives, I didn’t want to put it down. I wanted, needed, to know what decisions they would make; would they each decide to embrace the loving, yet imperfect relationships in their community (granted some of the relationship decisions made are questionable in their moral health)?

Haruf displays the inherent need and beauty found in community. It is in community that needs can be known and met, and love can be extended to the lonely. While demonstrating the importance of community, Haruf also vividly displays the often excruciatingly painful nature of solitude. Plainsong can be a rough read in its vivid detailing of what the morally unchecked individual is capable of.

I enjoyed the read, but I struggled throughout with an overarching feeling of emptiness. The various troubles of the characters are mostly concluded by the end of the novel, or with as much resolution as can be found in this life. Resolution is arrived at through relationships in community, which resonates as a true thing, but there was an emptiness in the conclusion that left me feeling, well, empty.

Jacket (4)As soon as I closed Plainsong, I began to delve into C.S. Lewis’ classic, The Great Divorce. The novel follows a writer as he travels between heaven and hell, all while in a dream. Upon reaching heaven, the narrator witnesses several interactions between the visiting ghosts [of which he is one], with the glowing spirits who dwell there. Each interaction consists of a spirit imploring a ghost to repent and release the things and ideas that they so desperately cling to, in order to remain in heaven. Almost unanimously, each ghost clings to their unique struggle with sin as well as their justifications in doing so, and returns to hell.

As a reader, it was frustrating to watch each ‘ghost’ hold onto their emptiness, anger, and justification and flee back to hell. It was frustrating, yet also convicting as I know I do the same on a daily basis. It was here that the emptiness of Plainsong resonated with meaning. Community on this earth is not the end. It falls far short of what community will be like in heaven. We are currently divorced from what community and this life were created to be by sin. We are only experiencing a shadow of what is to come. What comfort there is in that knowledge!

Clearly these are my undisguised personal beliefs and introspection from my reading; you may do with them as you wish. I can heartily recommend both novels to those of similar and varying opinions and beliefs as myself. And the beauty of our uniqueness as individuals is that each of you will find your own things to ruminate on as you go about your day.

 

Adam Johnson’s new collection leaves the reader aching for more

Warning: reader’s discretion is advised. This is my first blog, not only for Lemuria, but in general.

WFES0812997477-2Adam Johnson’s new collection of short stories, Fortune Smiles, is a must-read for anyone who is looking for a fresh voice in the literary world or for those of you who are already a fan, which I am fast becoming.  It has been some time since I read a collection of short stories that so captivated me that I became lost in the stories themselves.

The six stories that are comprised within Fortune Smiles are each unique in voice and technique.  My first approach to this collection was to start somewhere in the middle, and I quickly learned my mistake after a subtle confession followed by severe reaction from fellow employees: “You can’t just begin with any story you feel like! I didn’t know anyone actually did that!?” Yes, I had committed the ultimate sin of reading a collection of short stories, and I am glad that I didn’t shrug off what they had said. When I came home from work that day I read the first story, which is fairly long, and of course I enjoyed it, but it wasn’t until the next morning when reading the second story in the collection that I began to realize the reason for their outcry. For lo and behold, the two were connected, and after I had read the second and the third; wouldn’t you know it, the three were interrelated. A spiritual awakening had occurred: my literary eyes were opened and the scales of shortsightedness fell to the wayside.  I had been delivered and entered into a new state of being.  I must confess that I haven’t read the last short story “Fortune Smiles”, for the reason of it being directly related to the plot of The Orphan Master’s Son, which I have yet to read.

Mr. Johnson has the unique ability of shaking the reader out of their current reality and transporting them to his world of words.  The stories found within are more than entertainment; they confront the reader with real questions of humanity; and not just that, but with questions of the self in general.  Or maybe it is that his surrealistic stories dislocate the self entirely?  The stories work off of one another in a way to create an awareness of estrangement, as if what is being told is at both nostalgic and alien all in the same.  Regardless of what is really taking place with the story and its effects upon the reader, this is for sure, once the last word is read you surely will say to yourself “what the f***?” and puke.  It is difficult to be the same person after having read a collection of stories such as these.

After reading this book, I went and bought up everything Johnson has published to date in hopes of stepping into his work.  If only I had more time to really give the attention that writers like Johnson deserve. It would be difficult at this point to say that any one of the six stories is a favorite for the sole reason of wanting to become more. The stories bring to mind Karen Russell’s work because Adam Johnson also takes ordinary things and makes them extraordinary; both writers have surrealistic tendencies, although Johnson’s approach and writing style is slightly different. He successfully dislocates the reader from reality in a way that realigns them with his characters. I highly recommend this collection of short stories and I am excited to read more of his work.

“Genghis Khan: His Conquests, His Empire, His Legacy” by Frank McLynn

Jacket (1)Ok, I’m just going to come right out and say it, Genghis Khan is my favorite nonfiction book I’ve read so far this season. No other book this year has taught me so much and at the same time been such an adventure; this one sucked me in! I love Mongols. Their culture is so unique and interesting. For example, did you know:

 Genhis Khan conquered about 12 million square miles of land, more than any other person in history.

 It was actually Khan’s daughters and granddaughters that succeeded him.

 Genghis Khan’s real name was Temujin.

And that’s just a taste of what I have learned in this book!

One thing this book does well is context; McLynn describes the setting and geography of Asia and Europe before Genghis Khan’s invasions, which really helped a layperson like me get some background information before I dove into the more complex details of Khan and his life.

Another aspect about this biography I really liked was Mclynn’s borderline ranting on the Mongols. This historian has a pretty harsh view of Khan and his tribes, and he is not afraid to show it. I’d say he does have a point- I remember once offhandedly asking one of my history major friends who, in her opinion, was the most violent group of people in history. Her first guess was the Mongols. Whether or not she’s right is another discussion, but she and McLynn make a fair point: the Mongols were parasites of culture. They did not begin any new religions, or produce any great works of art or literature. They were brilliant at fighting. Khan fostered a group of his most intelligent strategists to lead his armies, including the infamous Subutai to conquer vast territories. Their battle strategies were so effective they are still studied by military officials today.

While I have read some reviews by readers who are critical of Mclynn’s possibly biased tone, I can find little fault in the man or his writing. One quick way I like to test the validity of a history book is to check the length of the bibliography. McLynn’s has a pretty good one, it’s over one hundred pages of notes and citations on Mongolian religion and culture.

Now, that does not automatically mean this book is perfect, but after reading I can testify to the depths of research done here. This book was wildly interesting and very informative; and a great addition to the awesome history books that have been released this year.

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