Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
I met my husband at a St. Patrick’s Day party nine years ago, and no, it’s not a sordid tale of debauchery. Nine years ago it was in the middle of the week so there was nothing crazy going on, I was coming home from work when I stopped in and was going to work again the next day, so, nothing too interesting. The first thing my oh so lucky husband said to me was “Do you want to try some of the wine I made?'” I was like, sure, all the time thinking there was no way this guy is just hanging out single waiting to be snapped up. But he was! And there were (obvs) no serious deal breakers involved. Luck o the Irish, indeed.
We got married in an Irish pub and had an Irish band and I’m half Irish, but he isn’t any Irish at all, try as he may to emulate my fine people.
I also had some fun years in college making my own Shamrock Shakes with some festive mix-ins. I never went to the parade when I lived in Scranton, although my friends came down one year and we went out when it was over and we got to see some guy’s bare rear end in the pub we went to. Not the guy I married, I didn’t meet him for 4-5 more years. He was past his ‘show your butt to strangers’ phase by then. And no, the featured image is not the engagement photo that came a year after that fateful night.
Anyway. The books I talk about in this post have nothing to do with the holiday, because I just didn’t plan it that well. And this is a family blog! Rated PG! Maybe PG 13 sometimes, when I am talking about romance novels.
Somehow it turned out that both of the books I read for this category have not only to do with non human narrators, but also totalitarian governments. They both felt surreal at times too, in their own ways. And neither were cutesy in the least, despite some appealing protagonists.
A Book In Which an Animal or Inanimate Object is the Point of View Character:
The Bees, Laline Paul
This has been waiting on my kindle since late 2015. I’m really pleased with how the reading challenge has been helping with the backlist.
I love social insects. I took an Animal Behavior course in college and I spent the semester fascinated. I did my project for that class on ants. I love a novel that can combine science or history with story, use real research to create a plot and a character arc. I loved how Flora 717, the lowly Sanitation worker, used smells and transmission of information via antennae and to receive the Queen’s Love. Because Flora 717 can transcend her station, Paul also talks about what it is like to forage and collect pollen, dance out the coordinates for the other foragers, see the ultraviolet in the flowers that human eyes cannot detect, how to keep the hive clean, and what it was like to (traitorously) lay an egg. She found a way to talk about most aspects of being a bee that could not normally be described with a typical single bee, one that operates within the typical restricted role. The drones were believable pains in the butt. Then she frosts on the anthropomorphism to make their structure make sense to us. Describing their emotional lives, the high of Love that binds them into a whole. And sometimes, it was brutal and bloodthirsty, but I won’t give the details of those parts because they are well imagined and I am not a spoiler.
And the other bugs…the nasty wasps, the sneaky spiders, the bluebottle flies all add interest to the structure and lives of the bees. Somewhat of a bee dystopia. Or utopia? Not sure.
This book felt surreal in parts. Sometimes I needed to give it time to figure out what was going on, when she was exploring prophecies and given other roles within the hive by a priestess. I missed it that she was a mutant, which allowed her to move into other niches. Initially I was like, how is she being allowed to move between classes and roles? This book was beautiful and well done, but sometimes it didn’t hold my attention well. That could be my problem. But it’s worth reading. And anyone can comment if its a bee dystopia or utopia.
Memoirs of Polar Bear, Yoko Tawanda
I broke my rule that I struggle to stick to for this challenge and bought this book specifically for this challenge. It was intriguing, with its magical realist underpinnings, to read three generations of polar bears who are also, inexplicably, writers. The grandmother and mother were stage performers, where the grandson was merely an exhibit in a zoo. They all end up talking about their experiences as bears in different places and times with different roles. it was interesting and beautiful in parts. Bears loving their human masters.
But it could also be surreal and felt inconsistent, and Goodreads didn’t disagree. At times, when I feel like I might not ‘get’ a book, I look into what others had to say about it to see what I may have missed, and this time, people generally agreed that this book could be difficult to understand.
Some parts were interesting, like the sea lion who steals the grandmother’s writing and publishes it behind her back while telling her it’s nothing, and then other times, it felt inaccessible, like when the daughter was talking about her animal trainer, and I didn’t always know who was narrating. Perspectives changed sometimes. Sometimes they were too hot, being in the wrong part of the world, and they ate a lot more than humans, and they lived lives that could be sad. People who liked weird books weren’t necessarily into this one, it seemed to resonate with people who liked a certain brand of weird. I couldn’t decide if there was a plot or not, and what about the meaning of the celebrity cameo at the end of the last section.
But some felt it was hypnotic, moving, and metaphorical. To each his own.
I’m absolutely open to what others thought of these books. They were less accessible in places to me than some of the ones I have read lately, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t worth the time to read. And it seems weird that they are both in the context of rigid governmental structure.