Archive for May, 2008

TYING UP THE “NOTS” EXPLAINED, MAYBE

Friday, May 30th, 2008

“What’s up with Figure #20?” a friend asked.

(Figure #20 is repeated below.)
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Fig. #20. This is not Maine, but Charlie lives within a camera’s eye of Mt. Rainier (Seattle), he takes a great picture, and he includes a little big water.

Well I cleverly linked the “not” buying of books to the “knot” tying of sailors everywhere, including Tenants Harbor. Then I used the picture of Mt. Rainier, the only picture I had from Charlie that was “not” Maine.

“Weird.”

Subtle

“Remote.”

Nuanced.

Third party intervener, “It’s a stretch.”

Okay.

“Then how about “little big water” in the caption? Is that somehow linked to Little Big Horn?”

That’s a thought, but no.The “big water” refers to the ocean (I’m sure I’ve heard or read “big water” so used) and the “little” refers both to Puget Sound — a little part of the Pacific Ocean next to which lies Seattle — and to the part of Charlie’s picture that Is ocean compared to the part that Is Mt. Rainier.

“Huh.”

Being clever is tricky business.

TYING UP THE “NOTS”

Wednesday, May 14th, 2008

How many pages in a book do you read before you decide to quit? Friend Jerry stops after the first page if she doesn’t want to read the writing. She gives books I recommend twenty pages before she decides, once again, that our tastes differ. Years ago, a friend with whom I exchanged books noted that I must have liked a book if the first coffee stain did not appear until page 50.

Now I usually stop at 50 pages if I don‘t like a book, but I kept reading to page 273 (of 511 pages) in John Connelly’s The Unquiet because it was a mystery set in Maine with (I think) a series P.I., Charlie Parker, based in Portland and a NYTimes Bestseller to boot. Surely Roseledge Books should have this. But of the idea of Maine, there was no there there (with apologies to Gertrude Stein on Oakland, CA). Characters are Mainers in name only and the Maine terrain reads like a guidebook embellished by a visit, e.g. the breakfast crowd in The Porthole in Portland or the visit to Supermax in Warren. So Roseledge Books will not have this as a “Maine” book, but maybe I ought to have it as a mystery just to enjoy the argument with a reader who differs.

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Fig. #20. This is not Maine, but Charlie lives within a camera’s eye of Mt. Rainier (Seattle), he takes a great picture, and he does include a little big water.

Roseledge Books will not have April Smith’s North of Montana. The book was okay, but not special enough to spend time reading about her or Los Angeles. (Montana of the title is an avenue in Los Angeles. I really like the real Montana. Where are you Jamie Lee Harrison?) FBI agent Ana Grey was compared [by NYT Book Review] to Sue Grafton’s Kinsey Millhone, and I’m not that wild about Ms. Millhone either. Maybe it’s the evidence presented in the cases; I like obscure records and aberrant flow of information. Thanks to my sister’s introduction, Michael Connelly’s Harry Bosch has LA covered for me, but few Roseledge Books readers ask for Pacific Ocean seaport reads, though if I have them, they sometimes buy them, e.g. Paul Gauguin’s Letters from the South Seas, Captain Bligh’s Log of the HMS Bounty 1787-1789, Dana Stabenow’s Midnight Come Again, an Alaskan crabbing mystery.

SPIES IN THE HARBOR?, CONT’D.

Monday, May 5th, 2008

Spies operate best in murk. It’s best to be visually prepared.

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Fig. #19. Spot any spies lurking in murky Tenants Harbor?

Murky lurkers. I like it.

SPIES IN THE HARBOR?

Sunday, May 4th, 2008

More fear-dredging from Homeland Security this last week. Now the potential evil-doers are unobserved coastal boaters at rest in harbors. So Tenants Harbor boaters are to watch their water-borne neighbors and be alert for — who knows what?

This is craziness — and an invasion of privacy worse than any village gossip. Fortunately, Roseledge Books has two new paperback spy novels to bring up to date the spy behavior of Phoebe Atwood Taylor, Allen Furst, and Patrick O’Brien and chairs on the front lawn in which you can sit, read about spies, and watch the harbor. Multitasking alert.

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Fig. #18. Tenants Harbor tide is on the way out and always fun to ponder. Can you spot the spies?

I am so ready to enjoy this view as I read David Ignatius’ Body of Lies. He “understands the nuances of [the CIA] trade (says George Tenet) and “the world of CIA operations in the Middle East” (says Seymour Hersh). I like him after reading his “seminal” spy novel set in Beirut of the early ‘80’s.

The other new paperback spy story I’m looking forward to is Alex Berenson’s The Faithful Spy, which is set among al-Qaeda in the mountains of Pakistan. It was a NYTimes Bestseller, but even better for quality control, it won the Edgar Award.

It’s best to know more about whatever we are expected to be afraid of — and have a good time, too. But Mainers don’t need much more knowing. In my 35+ years loving Maine, I have heard tell of German spies leaving one-way footprints in harbors of Mt. Desert as their rubber dinghies float back out on the tide, and nearer the St. George Peninsula, of rum-runners during Prohibition, drug-runners in the early ’80’s, and ever vigilant Secret Service helicopters protecting the first President Bush when he vacationed in Kennebunkport. Good new stories are always a plus, though.