Monthly Archives: June 2009

No Angel: My Harrowing Undercover Journey to the Inner Circle of the Hells Angels by Jay Dobyns, Nils Johnson-Shelton

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No Angel: My Harrowing Undercover Journey to the Inner Circle of the Hells Angels by Jay Dobyns, Nils Johnson-Shelton

Dobyns, Jay and Nils Johnson-Shelton. No Angel: My Harrowing Undercover Journey to the Inner Circle of the Hells Angels. Crown, 2009. ISBN 978-0307405852 352 pp. $25.95

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No Angel, the story of an undercover ATF agent infiltrating the AZ club of the outlaw motorcycle gang (OMG) the Hell’s Angels is an exciting and engaging tale with suspenseful–sometimes breakneck speed–pacing and a dose of humbling self-reflection mixed in with the narration.

The exciting moments sometimes get bogged down with names and connections–too much information. In several places early on, Dobyns’ easy-going tone comes off as arrogant, and with just a sentence or two, I had a flash of annoyance that put me off. Sometimes, he made it all sound too easy… the bikers seemed to trust him so quickly and easily! Granted, the whole premise of the book is about posing as a Hell’s Angel, so maybe some posturing is to be expected.

The gritty story, rife with drinking, drugs, illegal gun sales, had a lot of heartbreaking moments too: a biker dad who offers his barely-legal daughter for companionship, an infant with diapers that haven’t been changed in days, a woman getting beaten for coming back late with a takeout meal. These scenes are juxtaposed with Dobyns’ wife calling from home, imploring him to come take care of the lawn; jailbait bringing Dobyns aspiring musician daughter to mind; and Dobyns fingering the found rocks his son always sends him off with.

Glossy photos of the author, agents, and criminals inserted in the middle of the book would have been better placed at the beginning with the cast of characters. A map on the endpapers goes a long way in keeping places straight; a timeline of events would have been useful. The glossary at the end was a nice touch, but why not define words in context?

Highly appealing, this “real cop & robbers” story is pretty slick & sexy. While not 5-star, I have to admire Dobyns’ (and his co-writer’s) ability to design the story so I would feel as burned out by the end as “Bird” becomes, before reaching his epiphany of sorts that he is turning into the the guy he is trying to bring down.

Wicked Plants: The Weed That Killed Lincoln’s Mother and Other Botanical Atrocities by Amy Stewart illus. by Briony Morrow-Cribbs (etchings) & Jonathon Rosen (drawings)

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Wicked Plants: The Weed That Killed Lincoln’s Mother and Other Botanical Atrocities by Amy Stewart illus. by Briony Morrow-Cribbs (etchings) & Jonathon Rosen (drawings)

Stewart, Amy illus. by Briony Morrow-Cribbs (etchings) & Jonathon Rosen (drawings). Wicked Plants: The Weed That Killed Lincoln’s Mother and Other Botanical Atrocities. Algonquin, 2009. ISBN 978-1565126831 272 pp. $18.95

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Amy Stewart, a self-proclaimed gardener and writer (not a botanist or scientist) presents, in alphabetical order, mini-biographies of botanical villains, weaving in pop culture, mythology, history, folklore, medicine, and law with botanical and biological information. The most captivating entries are the topical ones that were interspersed in the encyclopedic style, themed with “houseplants,” “ragweeds,” and “the devil’s bartender,” all about more common plants.

While I love the concept, I was really bothered by the organization (maybe it’s the librarian in me!). I would have found this more engaging arranged by the author’s creative categories of Illegal, Painful, Intoxicating, Deadly…or even by plant family. There is no index, so the reader cannot get a list of all the nightshades, or search by a particular toxin.

The writing is fine–Stewart’s ability to pack in a lot of really fascinating information in a small amount of space reminds me a little of Kathleen Krull, but less engaging. A glossary is lacking, along with source notes; the bibliographies are limited to books. A list of poisonous gardens is a whimsical touch.

From the poison green cover to the satiny maize colored bookmark, it’s a nice package – good size, soft pages, consistent style, older fonts to give a grimoire sense to the volume. I love the botanical etchings by Briony Morrow-Cribbs, but these are much more successful than the images by Jonathan Rosen that are illustrative of the stories Stewart relays; the two styles didn’t mesh for me.

All in all, Wicked Plants has a great hook, a catchy title and is a pretty package, but this doesn’t feel like a book to read straight through. It assumes some knowledge about plants (like what an angiosperm is) because it’s really directed at “gardeners & nature lovers.” The A-Z organization make it feel more like a reference book than it is. The writing is good, but not over the top great. Those with morbid curiosity will be drawn to it (I already know who I’m going to pass my copy along to!) and I envision some students using this as a secondary resource for a report for Health or Biology, but the casualness of the book creates reservations for me; I like sources cited.

The Warded Man by Peter V. Brett

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The Warded Man by Peter V. Brett

Brett, Peter V. The Warded Man. Del Rey, 2009. ISBN 978-0345503800 432 pp. $

As dusk approaches, elemental demons, born of earth, air, water, wind and fire, rise from the earth’s core to terrorize humans. Only marks made by a trainer Warder can hold the corelings at bay. Families huddle together in their stone or wooden huts, shuddering as the demons beat against the wards and the magic flares up to protect them.

This first volume in a series follows the young lives of Leesha, a papermaker’s daughter with aspirations of becoming an herbalist has bigger dreams than marrying the son; Arlen, an idealistic young man who wants to be a Messenger, travelling daringly from village to village; and Rojer, a red headed orphan trained as an entertainer, called a Jongleur.

I found The Warded Man to be a fascinating premise (though, it reminded me at first of a bad M. Night Shyamalan film), but seriously marred by amateur writing and a plodding pace in between gory scenes. Sure, it contains high drama, romance, humor, sex, adventure, fighting, cunning and heroism, but it reminds me of the salad of lettuce, tomatoes, red grapes, oranges, and feta cheese that my mother made, on Father’s Day: the ingredients are all solid, but when you put them together, it doesn’t work.

Several plot points are highly unbelievable, but I think most of all, I had problems with characters. The value of motherhood in the society that Brett portrays is distasteful, but I was willing to suspend my disbelief had he been consistent. He was consistent in portraying women as good for one thing, and anything else good they did stemmed from the ability to procreate. This is a male writer that doesn’t get women, at all.

The characters seemed to be all good or all bad, with little complexity or growth, and I felt we kept getting reminded of their pasts, or their traits, overly much, and flat out told things a better writer would have let the reader infer. Too much focus on other secondary characters, like Arrick, didn’t add to the characterizations of Rojer, Arlen or Leesha, and in fact created gaps in the lives of the three heroes. There was too long a gap in the becoming of The Warded Man, for example.

Even the NAMES bothered me. Long unpronounceable names are the bane of my fantasy reading, but some of the ones in this book were almost at the other end of the spectrum–short, but I had to THINK about how to pronounce them, and then I thought, ugh, he just spelled it differently, how lame… a small point, but it definitely detracted from my enjoyment.

The age of the characters through most of the book has a lot of pull; they are wrestling with their futures, encompassing spouses, livelihoods and identities. The premise itself is interesting, and I can see fans of Lois Lowry’s Gathering Blue or The Giver getting into this, but the writing pulls this fantasy down to 3 stars, at best.

Columbine by Dave Cullen

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Columbine by Dave Cullen

Cullen, Dave. Columbine. Twelve, 2009. ISBN 978-0446546935 432 pp. $25.99

*****

It’s been ten years since Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold planned and executed a massive attack at Columbine High School outside of Colorado. At the time, I paid only minimal attention to the media surrounding the event, focusing on what my local teens needed instead, and on the reactions of teens on Slashdot. I admit to being quick to jump to conclusions about poor parenting and bullying/the social hierarachy of modern day education (that I recalled unfondly from my own recent secondary school years).

Cullen’s details of events leading up to and following Columbine reveal Harris as a psychopath and Klebold as an angry and impressionable depressive who showed many signs of the path they were on that adults who cared about them missed–or caught–but were dismissed by the boys themselves, who were expert at deflecting and concealing.

This book was very hard to read straight through and I had to keep putting it down. In spite, I found it mind-bending and utterly engrossing. The engaging storytelling, backed up by facts, makes this a five star book. I appreciated the meticulous research, and the author’s extensive notes to document.

Cullen deals with a difficult subject admirably. He chronicles the timeline of the event, and biographizes the killers as well as the principals, investigators, and several of the murdered and injured students. He takes to task many people, including the media he was part of, religious leaders, administrators who didn’t react, and local police. He concludes with some of the good that came out of this tragedy: local legislation, changes in how armed gunman with hostages are responded to by law enforcement, more awareness of signs of troubled youth.

Images are sorely lacking, but Cullen’s vivid descriptions make up in part for the lack of illustrations. This is a must read for anyone who works with youth.

The Girl She Used to Be by David Cristofano

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The Girl She Used to Be by David Cristofano

Cristofano, David. The Girl She Used to Be. Grand Central Publishing, 2002. ISBN 978-0446582223 256 pp. $13.99

*****

Six-year-old Melody’s simple request for eggs Romani brought her parents to an Italian American restaurant one Sunday morning, where they unfortunately saw a mobster murder someone. Melody’s scream alerted all to her family’s presence and they found asylum in the Federal Witness Protection Program, but at great personal costs–in spite of every effort to keep the family safe, Melody’s parents were found and killed when she was sixteen.

Now, at age 26, Melody longs for love, family, and an unchanging identity. Out of boredom one day, she cries wolf and tells her contact that she has been compromised and needs to move. In the midst of her relocation, the son of the mob boss who has been tracking her for years, breaks into her motel room and holds a knife to her neck. An unlikely friendship ensues.

This brief, fast-paced novel has an engaging and even voice, humor, a unique story, complex characters and an unexpected conclusion. The themes of identity, freedom and first love are universal.

Admission by Jean Hanff Korelitz

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Admission by Jean Hanff Korelitz

Korelitz, Jean Hanff. Admission. Grand Central Publishing, 2009. ISBN 978-0446540704 464 pp. $27

I really enjoyed this novel about a Yale admissions officer newly promoted to the New England region where she grew up. Portia Nathan, age 38 and coasting along in her job and relationship, bumps into her past in several ways as she navigates the highways and byways of Vermont and New Hampshire.

Each chapter is cleverly prefaced with an excerpt from a potential student’s college essay. As Portia visits a variety of prep schools, she has a chance not just to talk about Yale, but to expound on higher education and coming of age. It is the students at an experimental alternative sort of farming school in VT that she finds the most engaging, truer intellectuals and scholars who learn for learning’s sake, and not because they are on the college “track.”

This is a thoughtful and provocative book. Portia is a complex character, and though the pacing is a bit ponderous, the writing is smooth. I saw where this was going pretty early on and really wanted Korelitz to get to the gory details, but she took her time. She is occasionally redundant in driving her points home.

Tunneling to the Center of the Earth: Stories by Kevin Wilson

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Tunneling to the Center of the Earth: Stories by Kevin Wilson

Wilson, Kevin. Tunneling to the Center of the Earth: Stories. Ecco, 2009. ISBN 978-0061579028 208 pp. $13.99

*****

Caveat – I LOVE short stories 😉 As a young adult librarian, I always included a few collections in my book talks, because it’s a great way to discover new writers, and they are a good fit for a teen’s lifestyle, which is often lacking in time for leisure reading. A short story can be devoured in one sitting on the bus, before bed, in study hall – and you don’t have to keep track of plots and characters if you don’t have a chance to pick the book up again for weeks.

This was an absolute GEM of a book for me. Honestly, I kept having moments of “Why didn’t I think of that?!” as I was reading, especially with “Grand Stand-in” and “Worst Case Scenario.” While I don’t like magical realism much, I do like the juxtaposition of the absurd with the “normal,” and there was a lot of that here.

I didn’t read this collection straight through, but skipped around. Some of the stories border on speculative and experimental, yet are highly accessible. The characters resonate and linger, made real because of their quirks and flaws, not in spite of them.

My favorite story was “The Dead Sister Handbook: A Guide for Sensitive Boys” — it was just breathtaking. The style, as a novel, would be overdone, but it worked so well. Amazing attention to relevant detail, and I love how the narrator reveals himself, as he talks about his sibling. The central metaphor of “Mortal Kombat” might have been a bit unsubtle, but the intensity fit the age of protagonists.

I majored in creative writing as an undergrad, and have a healthy respect for what it takes to pare a story to its essence and still make it unique and engaging. I especially appreciated the author’s note at the end on the spark behind each tale, and that each one was inspired in part by another writer or story. The cover art, of a disassembled model car, fits the theme of pieces that fit together being deconstructed to understand.

Apologize, Apologize! by Elizabeth Kelly

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Apologize, Apologize! by Elizabeth Kelly

Kelly, Elizabeth. Apologize, Apologize! Knopf, 2009. ISBN 978-0307396952 pp. $

****

Often, rich people can get away with eccentricity, but everyone in this wealthy New England family is portrayed as stark raving mad lunatics, as seen through the eyes of conservative Collie Flanagan, the only one in his house who seems driven to work for a living. His mother, a self-proclaimed revolutionary (who vocally and frequently favors his younger brother Bingo), throws her father’s fortune after lost causes while his drunken Irish dad brings home flowers each time he strays. A live-in uncle attempts to establish some order in the nuthouse, but his sick sense of humor overshadows his care-giving. With so much hilarity and frolicking in childhood years, doom seems imminent.

The novel begins at a frenetic pace and is filled with (sometimes forced) one line punches, and doesn’t find it’s legs until a good third of the way in, but by that point, I was so intrigued about where it was going and what would happen to the boys, I couldn’t put it down. Characters are vividly drawn wild caricatures, and the narrator doesn’t come across as wholly trustworthy, which, actually makes for some of the fun. I really liked it, but it’s a bit hard to break into, and I’m not convinced the writing is a WOW–it was too uneven in structure, pace and characterization.