Book List Meme

I saw this on Pai‘s blog and felt the need to share my thoughts on the list. The list appears to be a variation on the BBC’s Big Read Top 100 and was voted on by the public. Perhaps the surprising thing is that so many of them are classics or literary, rather than that the odd ‘commercial’ book which may or may not stand the test of time is included.

The list is accompanied by the statement that ‘apparently the BBC reckons most people will have only read 6 of the 100 books here’. I can’t find any evidence that the BBC said that. Blogs that are reproducing it seem to fall into two types (merely my impression, I didn’t count them or anything): people who’ve read twenty-five or more and people who’ve read three but it’s ok because the list is crap.

The list does represent a narrow slice of literature and there are massive glaring omissions – but it’s a list of books the British public claimed to like, nothing else. It’s not as if it’s an objective list of the 100 most important books ever written. Now that would be an interesting and far more diverse list.

Anyway, here’s the list.

x – read it

1. Pride and Prejudice – Jane Austen x
2. The Lord of the Rings – JRR Tolkien x loved it
3. Jane Eyre – Charlotte Bronte x hated it

4. Harry Potter series – JK Rowling
5. To Kill a Mockingbird – Harper Lee x
6. The Bible not all of it
7. Wuthering Heights – Emily Bronte x loved it
8. Nineteen Eighty Four – George Orwell x
9. His Dark Materials – Philip Pullman
10. Great Expectations – Charles Dickens x hated it
11. Little Women – Louisa M Alcott
12. Tess of the D’Urbervilles – Thomas Hardy
13. Catch 22 – Joseph Heller x
14. Complete Works of Shakespeare about half, I think
15. Rebecca – Daphne Du Maurier x hated it
16. The Hobbit – JRR Tolkien x
17. Birdsong – Sebastian Faulks
18. Catcher in the Rye – JD Salinger x
19. The Time Traveller’s Wife – Audrey Niffenegger
20. Middlemarch – George Eliot started it, got bored
21. Gone With The Wind – Margaret Mitchell
22. The Great Gatsby – F Scott Fitzgerald x
23. Bleak House – Charles Dickens
24. War and Peace – Leo Tolstoy started it, got confused
25. The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy – Douglas Adams x
26. Brideshead Revisited – Evelyn Waugh
27. Crime and Punishment – Fyodor Dostoyevsky x
28. Grapes of Wrath – John Steinbeck started it, got stuck halfway through
29. Alice in Wonderland – Lewis Carroll x
30. The Wind in the Willows – Kenneth Grahame x
31. Anna Karenina – Leo Tolstoy x loved it
32. David Copperfield – Charles Dickens
33. Chronicles of Narnia – CS Lewis x
34. Emma – Jane Austen x
35. Persuasion – Jane Austen x
36. The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe – CS Lewis x
37. The Kite Runner – Khaled Hosseini
38. Captain Corelli’s Mandolin – Louis De Berniere x hated it
39. Memoirs of a Geisha – Arthur Golden
40. Winnie the Pooh – AA Milne x
41. Animal Farm – George Orwell x
42. The Da Vinci Code – Dan Brown
43. One Hundred Years of Solitude – Gabriel Garcia Marquez x loved it
44. A Prayer for Owen Meaney – John Irving
45. The Woman in White – Wilkie Collins
46. Anne of Green Gables – LM Montgomery
47. Far From The Madding Crowd – Thomas Hardy x
48. The Handmaid’s Tale – Margaret Atwood
49. Lord of the Flies – William Golding
50. Atonement – Ian McEwan
51. Life of Pi – Yann Martel x
52. Dune – Frank Herbert
53. Cold Comfort Farm – Stella Gibbons
54. Sense and Sensibility – Jane Austen x
55. A Suitable Boy – Vikram Seth
56. The Shadow of the Wind – Carlos Ruiz Zafon
57. A Tale Of Two Cities – Charles Dickens x loved it
58. Brave New World – Aldous Huxley x loved it
59. The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time – Mark Haddon x
60. Love In The Time Of Cholera – Gabriel Garcia Marquez x loved it
61. Of Mice and Men – John Steinbeck x loved it
62. Lolita – Vladimir Nabokov

63. The Secret History – Donna Tartt
64. The Lovely Bones – Alice Sebold
65. Count of Monte Cristo – Alexandre Dumas x
66. On The Road – Jack Kerouac started it, got bored
67. Jude the Obscure – Thomas Hardy x loved it

68. Bridget Jones’s Diary – Helen Fielding x
69. Midnight’s Children – Salman Rushdie started it, got bored
70. Moby Dick – Herman Melville started it, got so very bored
71. Oliver Twist – Charles Dickens
72. Dracula – Bram Stoker x
73. The Secret Garden – Frances Hodgson Burnett
74. Notes From A Small Island – Bill Bryson started it, got bored
75. Ulysses – James Joyce started it, got very confused
76. The Bell Jar – Sylvia Plath x loved it
77. Swallows and Amazons – Arthur Ransome
78. Germinal – Emile Zola
79. Vanity Fair – William Makepeace Thackeray
80. Possession – AS Byatt x loved it

81. A Christmas Carol – Charles Dickens
82. Cloud Atlas – David Mitchell
83. The Color Purple – Alice Walker x loved it
84. The Remains of the Day – Kazuo Ishiguro
85. Madame Bovary – Gustave Flaubert x
86. A Fine Balance – Rohinton Mistry started it, got bored
87. Charlotte’s Web – EB White x loved it
88. The Five People You Meet In Heaven – Mitch Albom
89. Adventures of Sherlock Holmes – Sir Arthur Conan Doyle x
90. The Faraway Tree Collection – Enid Blyton x loved it

91. Heart of Darkness – Joseph Conrad started it, got stuck in the middle
92. The Little Prince – Antoine De Saint-Exupery
93. The Wasp Factory – Iain Banks x
94. Watership Down – Richard Adams x
95. A Confederacy of Dunces – John Kennedy Toole
96. A Town Like Alice – Nevil Shute
97. The Three Musketeers – Alexandre Dumas x
98. Hamlet – William Shakespeare x
99. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory – Roald Dahl
100. Les Miserables – Victor Hugo

So, read 48 and attempted a handful of others. I always thought I’d read Birdsong but it turns out I’ve been confusing it with Pat Barker’s Regeneration (which is very good).

Hub, Issue 73

I’m running behind again (pesky life) and Hub aren’t, so there will be a several reviews posted over the next few days.

Issue 73‘s story is Behind Glass by Simon Strantzas.
It’s a fairly conventional horror story and is well executed. There’s a claustrophobic atmosphere of isolation and disconnection that is compelling from the start. The environment is hostile and the protagonist’s eventual demise comes as a relief. Worth a read.

Wonders of Wireless

Today I set up wireless network in my house and secured it, despite the challenge of non-Vista-compatible software. Now I can blog while watching TV.

Sometimes the little things make all the difference.

Hub, Issue 72

Ok, so this was actually released on 5th January and I’m running a bit behind. A quick glance at the Hub website reassures me that they are too.

The first issue of the year is always the flash fiction issue and thus has more than one story. Issue 72 has four stories of varying lengths; they define flash fiction quite broadly I think.

Quartermaster, Steve Cooper. This is about 500 words and I think the best story in the issue. The quartermaster is about to do something and we find out why. It’s deftly handled and left me feeling quite disturbed. 500 words is not a lot of space and no word is wasted. We know a lot about the world, about the protagonist, and about the terrible decision he has to make.

Day Trippers, Ellen J Allen. Locals save tourists from supenatural being in the moors. This didn’t work for me. There was a lot of dialogue, most of which was used to give the backstory, and usually that’s a good thing but in this case, it was stilted. There wasn’t much tension and the whole feel seemed to be one of resignation. At around 1500 words, it seemed too long to count as flash fiction.

The Girl in the Rose-Tinted Glasses and the Man in the Mirrorshades, DJ Muir. Not keen on the title. I usually don’t offer an opinion on titles because it’s something I find really hard to get right. I do think this title is too long. The story was a bit strange. It was well written and at 900 words, short enough to feel like flash fiction. But I didn’t really know what it was about. At the end, I got the impression it was an allegory for the turning of the wheel, the changing of the seasons. Or it might have been about two assassins and their perpetually reincarnating target.

The Harvest of the Machines, RJ Smith. This is the longest story at nearly 1700 words and is post-apocalyptic sf. Mostly I liked this. The narrative is quite compelling and the story is revealed at a nice pace. The tone is reflective and normally I wouldn’t enjoy that, but there is a lot behind this story and this style of telling it gets it done in few words. Told as action – as if the reader lives it with the narrator – then there’s enough here to make a novel. I hated the ending. It felt weaselly and changed the whole slant of the story.

Writing and Unconscious Bias

I’ve been pondering this one for a while. A few weeks ago I stumbled across a radical feminist critique of one of my favourite shows, Firefly. My first reaction was ‘no, say it isn’t so!’ and my second was ‘maybe she’s got a point’. I don’t intend to address the arguments about Firefly, as that’s been done here and here.

What I do want to talk about, and what has been occupying my mind ever since, is what is it I do when I write. How much prejudice of any type is revealed in my writing because I am unconscious of it? I think writers want to show people as they actually are – and that sometimes means characters who are bigoted in various ways. That means characters who think they are not prejudiced but reveal by their words that they are.

Lately I’ve read novels and short stories where characters that are not white are described by their skin colour. It’s niggled at me and is possibly a sign that my consciousness has been raised a smidge. A white male character is just ‘a man’, whereas a black male character is ‘a black man’. It would be fine if all white male characters were described as ‘a white man’. Why does the black character need to be identified by his skin colour rather than some other characteristic individual to him? What it reveals is the (unconscious) assumption on the part of the author that white is the norm and that any deviation from this norm needs to be flagged to the reader.

Of course writers have to describe people and it’s nice as a reader to have some physical information to base their imaginations on. But in most cases does it matter if the reader is visualising your character as white or black, gay or straight? How often is it really relevant to the story or to character development? And when it is, it can be just about the individual rather than applying a label.

The trouble is, people use shortcuts and labels. In order to cope with all the information we process everyday, our brains code things. It’s even better if the people around us use the same codes. This is how stereotypes and tropes and mores get born. It’s why we have misunderstandings – because my word ‘woman’ might have different associations to your word ‘woman’. We need assumptions to get through even the most basic conversation.

I think as a writer, I need to have greater awareness. This is for entirely selfish reasons; I want to control what my words say as much as is possible. I don’t want to be misunderstood because I wrote something lazy, muddled and ill-considered. I think I’ve been a bit complacent about being tolerant and inclusive and that I have a bit of work to do in identifying my assumptions.

Babylon, Statuephilia and the Muse of History

I went to the British Museum for their Babylon exhibition this week. It was wonderful and very inspiring.

The Long Way Home is a fantasy novel I wrote a couple of years ago, still languishing in first draft status, and it has a middle eastern themed world. The pictures and model of the Processional Way and Ishtar Gate gave me some good ideas for imagining my protagonist’s home city. When I get back to it, after I’ve finished Sacrifice

Statuephilia is a collection of contemporary sculpture inspired by the exhibits at the BM. This is my favourite, Dark Stuff by Sue Webster and Tim Noble. It’s really disturbing.

Then I had afternoon tea in the Great Court restaurant and worked out the plot for Alexandria. Apparently high blood glucose is beneficial to writing. I do so enjoy being told what I want to hear.

Writer’s Market January Newsletter

This month there’s an article on the pros and cons of websites for aspiring authors.

There’s also a handful of competitons, including one for which I got flyers in the post last week. I’m not sure how I feel about non-genre-specific competitions. I have an instinct that genre stories don’t do very well in these things and they’re looking for something more literary, regardless of the quality of writing. Having said that, I don’t pay much attention to the winners so if anyone knows of speculative fiction winning a competition that wasn’t specifically for speculative fiction, I’d be interested.

Hub, Issue 71

Hub Magazine has a new website and it looks great.

Issue 71’s story is The Watchers at the Window by Marie Faye Prior. It’s good. The initial hook seems a litte weak but she so effectively creates a character completely ill at ease in his surroundings that it doesn’t matter. The sense of stress, grime and fluid reality is well conveyed. I liked the ending. It was kind of sweet, in a twisted way.

Electric Spec mini slush pile game entry

I entered an opening paragraph in the Electric Spec mini slush pile game and editor Betsy has commented.

I’m really flattered with the comments and I agree with the points about waffly and vague adjectives. When I start a new story, I start with a mood or a scene. Plot comes when I have to think about what I’m going to do with the result. Often my terms are vague initially because I haven’t made decisions about the things I’m describing. These are the sorts of things I would have tidied up if I’d finished it.

Unfortunately, editor David’s comment that this is an overdone plot is true and I couldn’t think of a way to resolve it that didn’t read like a complete rip-off of Logan’s Run.

So, now I’m going to polish up Alexandria (working title) and send it off to Electric Spec.