The Mullah’s Storm

August 30, 2010 by

The Mullah's StormSomething I love about reading new books is how they remind you of old books. I went through a serious Tom Clancy addiction when I was in junior high school, and I had forgotten how much I’d enjoyed those novels, especially the earlier ones where the scope was slightly more limited and every nation wasn’t perpetually perched on the brink of World War III. Some of the material is dated, but the writing still stands up as great military thrillers.

I was pleased to be reminded of those books by Thomas W. Young’s first novel, The Mullah’s Storm. Young was a military aviator and it’s easy to see how his experiences informed his writing. All the cool military equipment is there, and in spades, but what stands out more is the depiction of the soldiers (and the protagonist in particular) — the military mindset, the fear of combat and capture, and the loyalty to fellow soldiers. The soldiers are real people — not blond-haired, blue-eyed American demigods endowed with superhuman strength or skill — and not villainous bullies. They are caught between the demands of duty and the circumstances that surround them.

If you remember enjoying the early Clancy novels…The Hunt for Red October, or Patriot Games…I highly recommend checking out Thomas W. Young.


Lemuria reads Mississippians

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The King of the Blues

The Father of Country Music

The King of Rock & Roll

The Most Powerful Woman in Entertainment

The Most Beloved Actor of our Time

The Founder of MTV

The Greatest Novelist of the 20th Century

All from Mississippi? The state with the lowest income in the country? The state that is the butt of many jokes across the Northern states? A hot spot in the struggle for civil rights? Struggles produce fighters, soulful individuals.

For the past couple of weeks Lemuria booksellers have been passing around a new book about notable Mississippians. Edited by Neil White, this collection of Mississippi profiles ranges from individuals on stage and behind the scenes, longtime iconic figures of Mississippi like William Faulkner and Richard Wright, little-known Mississippians and colorful characters as well as people we should keep our eyes on in the coming years.

This is the kind of book you pass around and everybody has their own reaction or recalls a special memory. And there always seems to be the surprise of finding that person you never knew was from Mississippi.

Over the next few weeks, we’ll be sharing our reactions. Share your thoughts with us by clicking the Comment button on any of our blog posts devoted to Mississippians.

Mississippians complements photos with written profiles for over 300 individuals and will be available in October. Click here or call 601.366.7619 to reserve a signed copy. Or join us on Thursday, October 28th for a signing with Neil White. xxxx


the Poetry of Angela Ball

August 28, 2010 by

When I was a student at the University of Southern Mississippi, I was lucky enough to have Angela Ball as one of my academic advisers.  During my years there, I went to several of her poetry readings.  And I should tell you now that I’m not really a big poetry fan, but Angela’s poems are lovely.  So you can imagine that I was pleasantly surprised to find her poetry here at Lemuria.

One of my favorites is her poem “The Dress with Books on It Is Too Small” from the collection Night Clerk at the Hotel of Both Worlds. I thought I’d share it with you right here. So here goes.

The Dress with Books on It Is Too Small

In a local salvage outlet, a meta-store avid

For disaster, there’s a dress with books on it:

Printed shelves of “classics.”

Perfect for the girl with boundaries

For her dates: “Get your hand away

From The Mill on the Floss,” she could say, or

Ethan Frome is off-limits.”

Buy it, why don’t you, and take it folded

To the library, to be the slim librarian’s plumage

As she haunts the stacks. Or convert it

To a tablecloth, so that you may eat risotto

Off Great Expectations and rest your wineglass

On Moby Dick.

Imagine the textile mill: Clack,

Darcy asks Elizabeth for her hand, Whirr,

Anna Karenina throws herself beneath a train.

Frenetic weavings of stories, till they’re whole cloth.

Soon, a reporter will write MIRACLE

FABRIC TAKES SURFACES TO NEW DEPTHS,

SAVES LITERATURE.

-Kaycie


Bonhoeffer: Pastor, Martyr, Prophet, Spy

August 27, 2010 by

All I can say is wow.

I have been noticing this book for several weeks but I felt it too intimidating to actually read. Then my dear friend and bookstore colleague, Pat, told me she was reading it and not wanting to be outdone, I decided that I would as well! The book is: Bonhoeffer: Pastor, Martyr, Prophet, Spy by Eric Metaxas. I was somewhat familiar with Dietrich Bonhoeffer. I knew he was a Christian pastor and important theologian who somehow died in a concentration camp in Germany during WWII.

I’m only five chapters in but I am completely hooked. There is so much more to this man than I could have ever imagined. Right now, I am immersed in his childhood and enjoying the stories of the Bonhoeffer home life which was in every sense idyllic. Dietrich’s parents were both extremely bright and well connected. On the maternal line, there had been influential artists, musicians, professors and members of the German royal court. On the paternal line, there were lawyers, doctors, professors and pastors. Dietrich’s father was a very prominent and well respected psychiatrist and his mother was also extremely bright and talented. The parents seemed to be in close agreement as to the raising of their children but it was Paula, who would teach them in the early years of their educations. She was very religious and felt it vital that her children be well schooled in all aspects of the Bible. The elder Bonhoeffer was not religious, thinking himself too intellectual but wanting his children to exhibit the morals and values that he felt could be learned from religion. Their life was filled with great love and respect for each other. Dietrich was one of eight children; all of whom showed intellectual prowess and varying degrees of artistic and musical talents. The love and wonder of these early years show no fore-shadowing of all the heartache that is to come.

I have long been interested in WWII and have thought for hours of how in the world did all that happen? How did Hitler gain such immense and pervasive control over an entire country? How did a few brainwash millions? How could seemingly ordinary people be convinced to carry out and condone atrocities which are unspeakable?

So far in my reading, I have learned a lot. I am piecing together a picture of pre-war Germany and of the German people that is putting better perspective on my questions. I am struck by the Germany which WAS and was later LOST. Before Hitler, before Germany declared war against Russia in 1914, Germany was a land of cultured and brilliant people; the country of Martin Luther; a religious and ordered place where music, opera and civility abounded and always was steeped in a strong sense of nationalism for their beloved country. But how does this Germany become that Germany?

I know that one day Dietrich Bonhoeffer will proclaim that he “believed it the plain duty of the Christian—and the privilege and honor—to suffer with those who suffered.” He will preach that ‘not to act’ is in fact ‘to act’ and that it is a Christian’s duty to make a stand for what he believes. I know that Bonhoeffer will make staggering choices that will cost him his life. All the cataclysmic pieces which need to fall are falling into place as I read page after page.

I’m going to blog about this book in installments. It’s too good and too important to tackle as a whole.

To be continued…

-Norma

 

Bonhoeffer

 

 

All I can say is wow.

 

I have been noticing this book for several weeks but I felt it too intimidating to actually read. Then my dear friend and bookstore colleague, Pat, told me she was reading it and not wanting to be outdone, I decided that I would as well! The book is: Bonhoeffer: Pastor, Martyr, Prophet, Spy by Eric Metaxas. I was somewhat familiar with Dietrich Bonhoeffer and by that, I mean; I knew he was a Christian pastor and important theologian who somehow died in a concentration camp in Germany during WWII.

 

I’m only five chapters in but I am completely hooked. There is so much more to this man than I could have ever imagined. Right now, I am immersed in his childhood and enjoying the stories of the Bonhoeffers’ home life which was in every sense idyllic. Dietrich’s parents were both extremely bright and well connected. On the maternal line, there had been influential artists, musicians, professors and members of the German royal court. On the paternal line, there were lawyers, doctors, professors and pastors. Dietrich’s father was a very prominent and well respected psychiatrist and his mother was also extremely bright and talented. The parents seemed to be in close agreement as to the raising of their children but it was Paula, who would teach them in the early years of their educations. She was very religious and felt it vital that her children be well schooled in all aspects of the Bible. The elder Bonhoeffer was not religious, thinking himself too intellectual but wanting his children to exhibit the morals and values that he felt could be learned from religion. Their life was filled with great love and respect for each other. Dietrich was one of eight children; all of whom showed intellectual prowess and varying degrees of artistic and musical talents. Saturday evenings were set aside for concerts which included each of the children performing music and presenting theatrical plays. Vacations were spent at their grand cabin in the mountains or along the seashore. Their home was filled with artistic masterpieces befitting their position. The love and wonder of these early years show no fore-shadowing of all the heartache that is to come.

 

I have long been interested in WWII and have thought for hours of how in the world did all that happened happen? How did Hitler gain such immense and pervasive control over an entire country? How did a few brainwash millions? How could seemingly ordinary people be convinced to carry out and condone atrocities which are unspeakable?

 

So far in my reading, I have learned a lot. I am piecing together a picture of pre-war Germany and of the German people that is putting better perspective on my questions. I am struck by the Germany which WAS and was later LOST. Before Hitler, before Germany declared war against Russia in 1914, Germany was a land of cultured and brilliant people; the country of Martin Luther; a religious and ordered place where music, opera and civility abounded and always was steeped in a strong sense of nationalism for their beloved country. But how does this Germany become that Germany?

 

I know that one day Dietrich Bonhoeffer will proclaim that he, “believed it the plain duty of the Christian—and the privilege and honor—to suffer with those who suffered.’ He will preach that ‘not to act’ is in fact ‘to act’ and that it is a Christians’ duty to make a stand for what he believes. I know that Bonhoeffer will make staggering choices that will cost him his life. All the cataclysmic pieces which need to fall are falling into place as I read page after page.

 

I’m going to blog about this book in installments. It’s too good and too important to tackle as a whole.

 

So now you’re caught up with me. It’s 1916-1920 and Dietrich’s three older brothers have enlisted in WWI. Older brother, Walter, has just been wounded and will die just two weeks after arriving at the frontlines. This will devastate the entire family forever as their idyllic life ends and they struggle with moving on while grieving their own loss and the gradual disappearance of their beloved Germany.

 

To be continued…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Beyond Katrina: A Meditation on the Mississippi Gulf Coast

August 25, 2010 by

I am a big follower of MPB’s show “Fresh Air,” as I have mentioned before in a previous blog, so I have once again been awarded a gift of hearing a renowned author, and in this case, a Pulitzer Prize winner for poetry (2007), read from her latest work. I am speaking of the Emory University writing faculty’s charm: Natasha Trethewey. Her new release: Beyond Katrina: A Meditation on the Mississippi Gulf Coast explores the current condition of the people, the economy, and the overall outlook of her home town of Gulfport and the surrounding communities, ground zero of Katrina, about to celebrate its five year morbid anniversary this coming Sunday, August 29.

Trethewey, the daughter of a white mother and African American father, grew up in a mixed world on the Mississippi Gulf Coast. She left to explore wider horizons, making a name for herself as a woman of literature, ultimately gaining much recognition due to her wide reaching writings, heralding the plight of a woman torn between two worlds, and understanding both. The poignant poems in her Native Guard spoke to the feelings of a biracial woman growing up in the South. In this new release Trethewey speaks much about her brother, who was one particular man harshly affected by Katrina. He had been managing the small houses owned by his and Natasha’s grandmother, but the hurricane wiped them beyond redemption, and the local government sent notice that the young man would be charged a large amount of money for them to be torn down. Losing his livelihood, he succumbed to the temptation of delivering some drugs for money to pay off his debts. He was set up; the police caught him, and he subsequently spent a year in a federal prison- another victim of Katrina.

Trethewey takes her own brother’s experience and others who have suffered psychologically, emotionally, physically, and socially and writes essays, first published in “The Virginia Quarterly Review”, which are now compiled into this new book. She even speaks of her own grandmother, whom she moved to a nursing home in Atlanta, after the storm had rendered her physically inept, and later took her back to bury in Gulfport. Many have said that Trethewey’s new book is a personal look at Katrina and how it greatly affected the lives of so many Mississippians, forever.

Come to Lemuria to hear Natasha Trethewey on Wednesday, September 8, at 5 p.m. It’s not often that Jacksonians, and others in the surrounding area, get to hear a Pulitzer Prize winner read! You can get her to sign her Pulitzer Prize winner: Native Guard as well as her new release: Beyond Katrina: A Meditation on the Mississippi Gulf Coast.  -Nan