Over the past 6 months, Dave and I got engaged and tied the knot.
There is so much to say on that subject that I choose to say only that we are happy and thankful and overwhelmed by the generosity of our family and friends. Also, we are looking forward to returning to our selves, our selves who read and run and talk about interesting things, and not the wedding planning version of our selves.
We escaped to the upper peninsula of Michigan and honeymooned on Isle Royale, a secluded island National Park about 50 miles north of the Keewenaw Peninsula on the western U.P, and Mackinac Island, an undeniably quaint hamlet wedged between the great lakes of Superior, Michigan, and Huron. Between island hops, we found time to visit Painted Rocks National Lakeshore, eat the U.P.'s finest pasty (hand-held pot pie), and discover a gem of a
bookstore in Marquette, Michigan (where we restocked on reading materials and I romanticized living just around the corner choosing to forget about the roaring winter months).
These happy, secluded weeks drew to a close yesterday as we wrapped up our time on Mackinac. But I can feel the beginning of a new reading cycle in my life taking hold as I've managed to acquire new books throughout our trip.
I'll spare you the whole list and just touch on some reading highlights as of recent.
When You Are Engulfed in Flames by David Sedaris, 2008
My
brother Matt and I drove from D.C. to Indiana a week before the wedding. We visited our cousin in Pittsburgh, stopped at a lighthouse in Ohio, and listened to a Father John Misty album the whole darn way. Additionally, whomever was riding passenger read aloud essays from this Sedaris classic. I had found it on a family bookshelf a few days before and smuggled it out of greater D.C. in my duffel. We laughed and laughed as one always does with any delicious Sedaris book. There's something about his brutal honesty that is appalling because you recognize those thoughts, those horrible cringe-worthy feelings are in your own self! You are just as terrible as Sedaris, and that is why you love him. Also, thank you Pittsburgh cousin for pointing out that our beloved Sedaris has a brand new book out now called
Let's Explore Diabetes with Owls. I am behind the times.
A View From the Wolf's Eye by Candy Peterson, 2008
While visiting Isle Royale, we stopped in at the remote wolf study home, a tiny cottage accessible by boat, of Candy and Rolph Peterson who have spent their life's work researching the wolf and moose population on the island. Rolph was out doing something productive like setting up a bat testing site, but we were lucky enough to chat with Candy who, in the 20 minutes we had with her, bestowed on us all sorts of useful insight like, "I like to believe every one of us is trying to do our best at every moment," and, "Instead of unfairly comparing two things or places (i.e. apples and oranges, the Boundary Waters and Isle Royale), we should celebrate the uniqueness and strengths of being distinct." As we stood there in the gray 55 degree afternoon, Dave could see my eyes cloud over as I fell in love with Candy Peterson. When she found out we were honeymooning, she went into the small cottage she has called home every summer for almost 40 years and came out with her book,
A View From the Wolf's Eye, as a wedding gift. Candy told us she had fallen in love with Rolph on Isle Royale and was touched that we would choose to spend our honeymoon at such a quiet place. She then signed the inside cover of the book, found out I was a children's librarian, made my heart flutter again when she quoted the
Wind in the Willows, and bid us farewell while she went back to chopping wood. After a desperate paddle in the canoe back to our campsite (a storm was blowing in), I burrowed deep in my sleeping bag, cracked the spine of
A View From the Wolf's Eye, and lamented about what sort of adventure Dave and I could embark upon during our marriage. Wolf study?
Eragon by Christopher Paolini, 2001
Being a children's librarian, this book has haunted me for years. The first part of a fantasy series called the I
nheritance Cycle,
Eragon sits on my library's shelves begging me for attention every time I walk by. It's like that dragon's eye on the cover can see into my soul. Alright, alright! So when visiting
Snowbound Books, I found an affordable used copy and dove in. I'm only about 180 pages along in this 500 page read, but so far, so good. Eragon is a teenager living in Alagaesia, a mythical land ruled over by King Galbatorix. While out hunting, he stumbles on a mysterious stone which turns out to be a dragon egg that launches Eragon into his destiny: dragon rider. That's about as far as I am. A few comments: I am slightly annoyed how there is sort of a wise elder who just explains all these mysteries and how magic works, etc to Eragon. I think really great fantasy fiction just kind of lets these mysteries explain themselves rather than providing a character whose sole purpose seems to be clearing things up for the reader. It's too seasy! Additionally, be aware that there is, every so often, a violent scene or action sequence with pretty vivid descriptions. Keep this in mind when recommending to a young reader.
*One of the coolest things about Eragon is Christopher Paolini started writing it when he was 15 years old! And it was first self published when he was 18 or 19. AND he grew up and lives in Paradise Valley, Montana which is one of the most beautiful places you'll ever see and not far from my Montana family. What were you doing when you were 15, huh?!
Some Assembly Required: A Journal of my Son's First Son by Anne and Sam Lamott, 2012
Anne Lamott (of
Traveling Mercies: Some Thoughts on Faith and
Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life fame) is a really calming force of a nonfiction memoir author (she also writes fiction but I've only read her nonfiction). When you just need to be reminded of forgiveness and the beauty of things, find yourself a good read by Ms. Anne Lamott, a recovering addict who has found God. I was feeling particularly vulnerable coming off of the wedding with my mind racing when I wandered into the
Island Bookstore on Mackinac, saw Anne Lamott's name across the cover of this book, and purchased it without reading the back or flipping through its pages. The book tells the story of Anne's first year as a grandmother. Her son Sam and his girlfriend Amy have a child when they are 19 and 20 years old. And Anne writes a book about it with many insights from Sam. The book reads like a journal. And though this is a story about parenting and grandparenting, it is really about being a slightly screwed up being stumbling through the ups and downs and learning to forgive yourself for all of your imperfections just as Lamott's books always seem to be. It is both refreshingly candid and funny. I urge you to pick up one of Lamott's books soon. But I'd probably start with
Traveling Mercies before moving on to
Some Assembly Required.
Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card, 1985
Okay. The truth is
Ender's Game is being made into a movie coming out soon! So though I've read the first few chapters of this book several times, this time (I promise) I am committing. Written in 1985, some may consider
Ender's Game a science fiction classic (it won both the Hugo and Nebula Awards in the 80's). Orson Scott Card tells the story of Ender, the third child in a family born in a society with a two child policy. From what I know so far, Ender's abilities and cunning get him selected to head to a battle school where he'll be trained to defend Earth against "buggers", some sort of alien species who've been battling humans off and on for many a year. More on
Ender's Game to come!
Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail by Cheryl Strayed, 2012
I will spare you my long review of Cheryl Strayed's memoir as you have likely seen it on every bookstore table and heard about it from the likes of
Oprah. This book came in a wedding gift package in the mail right before the big day so I shoved it in a pack, and it entertained me for many a cold evenings on Isle Royale. While in the depths of despair following the death of her mother, the unspiraling of her marriage, and a new relationship with heroin, Cheryl Strayed decides she'll hike the grueling Pacific Crest Trail alone. Though I enjoyed reading the book, be prepared for a story of coming back from the edge and grief and the sadness that Strayed navigates more than many insights on the Pacific Crest Trail. Granted, I know more about this western backpacking path now than before I started, but the book is more about Cheryl and her internal struggles than the hike itself. Also, do not compare this to Bill Bryson's laugh-out-loud, tears-in-your-eyes classic
A Walk in the Woods. Remember what Candy said back in
A View from the Wolf's Eye? It is unfair to compare two unlike things, and these 2 trail books are unlike entirely.
Happy July to you from our honeymoon! We ate a lot, read a lot, and stared out across the water A LOT. I miss it.
