I have been spending time reading Willem Lange, who wrote a favorite story of mine, Favor Johnson, can also be found in Lange’s Tales From the Edge of the Woods. A compilation of stories from radio broadcasts, “Where Does the Wild Goose Go”, sits on the top of this pile. It has kept company on these bitter, cold days.
Just under Lange’s autobiographical book of essays is a reader’s copy of a book I loved. You will, too. “Not Without My Father” by Andra Watkins is a companion book to her breakthrough adventure/mystery/ghostly book, “To Live Forever: An Afterlife Journey of Meriwether Lewis”. I wrote about here.
“Not Without My Father” is about Andra, and her father Roy, an engaging, larger-than-life, storyteller extraordinaire. Roy was Andra’s “wingman” as she hiked the Natchez Trace in 2014. It was a remarkable personal achievement, and an arduous trek, to promote “To Live Forever. . . “.
“Not Without My Father” is their story; a father and a daughter and their lifelong journey, as well as their very personal adventure along the Natchez Trace. More information can be found here,
“Half Broke Horses”, midway down the stack, is by Jeannette Walls. It is my book discussion group’s January selection. Does anyone else cram for their book discussions? Here I am, in the winter of my life, still pulling “all nighters”. I know it will be a lively discussion later this week, but, I do need to get cracking on it. Our little book group has been meeting for 27 years! We are pre-Oprah – and still going strong. We read Walls’ autobiographical work, “The Glass Castle”, a few years ago. It kept us chatting well into the night. I’m sure we will have a similar discussion with “Half Broke Horses”.
“All The Light We Cannot See”, by Anthony Doer, is on loan from my dear friend, Marilyn, who keeps me challenged with insightful reads. Highly acclaimed, this is certain to keep me turning the pages; soon. I hope. Have you read it?
There are a few Pulitzer’s on my pile, as well as a biography I brought home from the library; “Anne Morrow Lindbergh: Her Life”, by Susan Hertog. I will need to renew it soon. So it goes with my best intentions – they are forever being renewed. How marvelously convenient it is that library books can be renewed in the middle of the night in the comforts of home.
“The Feast Nearby: How I lost my job, buried a marriage and found my way by keeping chickens, foraging, preserving, bartering, and eating locally (all on forty dollars a week)”, is doing its best to hold up two-thirds of the pile. It came home with me last fall when I discovered it in the Morton Arboretum’s gift shop. I was rather intrigued by such a long title, and, of course, it IS about food. I have read a bit of it and can’t wait to take a bigger bite.
Enough, already, about dust motes and the best intentions of this sluggish reader. I think I will pour myself a cup of some freshly brewed coffee, whose aroma is as intriguing as “The Feast Nearby …”, and maybe savor an Ethel cookie from the diminishing Christmas stash.
What are you reading? What awaits you on your literary pile? Do you always read what is in your pile of books?