Characters and Literary Figures I’d Name My Children After

All right, so yesterday’s Top Ten topic was one I’d actually done months ago: Ten Books I’d Like to Reread. I was thinking of adding another 10 books to the list and posting that but I couldn’t think of anything beyond Madame Bovary and The Second Sex (both for the newer translations). I’ve fallen into something of a reading slump (I’m reading but ridiculously slowly…because it’s Fall and that’s how I roll in the Fall apparently), which means nothing to review. Anyway, I tweeted yesterday that I plan to name all the children I have no intention of having after Salinger characters. Now today I see that there’s an old Top 10 topic from February called Characters (and Literary Figures) That I’d Name My Children After so I figured I’d do that…even though I have no plans to have children.

1. Franny (Frances) from Franny and Zooey – well I’ve said many a time that Franny Glass is my homegirl.

2. Zooey from Franny and Zooey – this one’s short for Zachary but I’d probably just name the kid Zooey. Jury is out on whether or not I’d use this for a boy or girl. Either way, I’d definitely pronounce it Zoo-ey, not Zoe-y

3. Holden from The Catcher in the Rye – I have this itching desire to name a GIRL Holden to be honest. And why not? I mean, what the hell is a Holden anyway?

4. Boo Boo from “Down at the Dinghy” (Nine Stories) + numerous mentions in other Glass stories – You know, Boo Boo is such a ridiculous name for a child, and to be fair, it’s only her nickname (real name is Beatrice), but I always thought there should be more Boo Boo Glass, so this would be my homage to her.

5. Esmé from “For Esmé — With Love and Squalor” (Nine Stories) – more ridiculous Salinger names.

6. Salinger – middle name? I don’t know but I’m on a Salinger theme here so I figured I’d might as well keep it up and yeah I have actually thought about this.

OK, and now for some non-Salinger related names

7.Sylvia after Sylvia Plath – Actually I’ve always liked the name Sylvia

8. Eveline from Anthropology of an American Girl – Eveline, called Evie throughout most of the novel, seems like a pretty name

9. Marcheline from Here on Earth – For short, she’s called March…never thought of using the month of March as a girl’s name until this book!

10. Gemma from A Great and Terrible Beauty – name of one of my favorite fashion models as well so it’s a natural choice (even though I spent a couple of years pronouncing it with a hard G sound for some reason)

The Strange Case of Book Trailers

Rick Beerhorst  Humming Bird Girl  2009

If more book trailers had surreal images like this I'd probably be more interested in them

Book trailers seem to be increasing in popularity. I still remember some of James Patterson’s book trailers on TV, my “favorite” being the one for Suzanne’s Diary for Nicholas, where James Patterson pretends he can write Nicholas Sparks’ type books. I have hopes that this trailer will one day make its way onto youtube so that I can share its amazing awesomeness with the world. More often than not, however, book trailers are confined to the internet. But I wonder, how effective are they? A lot of these trailers seem to be trying to do the impossible — merge two forms of media that don’t necessarily work together.

Take a look at this book trailer for Anthropology of an American Girl, a book I read long before seeing the trailer. I’m not sure if that does anything for the book really. I suppose it creates an atmosphere, that’s not entirely inaccurate, but mostly it’s just blurbs set to a piano melody (we’ve been over the whole, hey I’m a sucker for piano thing right? Right.)

Then of course there’s the hilarious Super Sad True Love Story trailer that has fuck all to do with the book really.

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Then there’s this Beautiful Creatures trailer, which is intriguing in parts, but in my opinion goes on for too long and has some really unnecessary shots that don’t add anything (this is a book I’ve been interested in reading for some time by the way, but again, not because of the trailer).

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This trailer for The Liar’s Diary intrigued me but not the trailer itself so much as the synopsis revealed through the text of the trailer. I probably would have been just as intrigued if I’d read the jacket copy (especially since I found myself wishing the text would move faster and barely caring about what was on the screen).

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It seems like, more than anything, book trailers create a mood. Or impart information through the text. The latter I’d rather turn to the synopsis for. The former I understand a bit better but I’m still not sure it’s enough to get me to buy the book. What’s your take on book trailers? Do you have any favorites or least favorites? Do you feel they’re effective? Has one ever made you buy a book?

Book Review: Anthropology of an American Girl

Title: Anthropology of an American Girl
Author: Hilary Thayer Hamann
Format: Hardcover
Publisher: Spiegel & Grau
Pub Date: May 2010
Read: July 2010
Purchased: Barnes and Noble, 66th and Broadway
Why: This was one of these books I’d learned about a few months in advance and was looking forward to for some time. Just wish I could remember where/how I found out about it! I initially borrowed it from my bookstore (one of the perks of being a B&N worker bee is being able to borrow hardcovers, but I got a bit of chocolate on the book, and so I ended up having to do a buy and switch. The good thing is it allowed me to take my time with the book instead of rushing through it in 2 weeks — one of the main reasons I hate borrowing books in general).
Notes: I interviewed Hilary Thayer Hamann for Side B Magazine. I asked her quite a few questions about the novel itself (such as which was the most difficult character to write), but had to take them out due to length constraints. Still, I enjoyed interviewing her a great deal!

Review/Thoughts:
At nearly 600 pages, Hilary Thayer Hamann’s Anthropology of an American Girl took me almost a month to read. And it has taken me almost that much time to write this review. Truth be told, page number has little to do with it because I have read other comparably lengthy novels in less than a week (The Secret History is about 550 pages and The Little Friend is over 600). And it not because I disliked the novel because actually I liked it a great deal, though it is not without its flaws (then again, what novel is flawless?)

The novel covers about five years in the life of Eveline Auerbach, and her burgeoning and then thwarted relationship with Harrison Rourke (this is told to us in the jacket flap so I’m not exactly giving much away). The story unfolds slowly, though to be honest, I didn’t mind all that much. The novel lingers beautifully, thoughtfully because our protagonist and narrator has a tendency to see the beauty in things and to question what goes on around her. Some will dislike this slow moving pace, but like I said, I didn’t have a problem with it.

My only real complaint with the novel is that I had a difficult time getting behind the relationship between Evie and Rourke. Yes, I understand that sometimes there are those connections that just hit you, but after that initial visceral connection, you have got to give me a little more than that, and unfortunately I didn’t know a whole lot about Rourke until closer to the end of the novel and by then it was a bit too late for me. He is not a talkative character, which is fine, but we also don’t see a lot of what he does. We see a lot of how he makes Eveline feel, and that I get the sense that this should be enough (particularly given the nature of the novel and its preoccupations with feelings and thought), but for me, it never quite is. I see her interpretations of his actions and her (at times unfair) comparisons to her ex-boyfriend, and I don’t quite get it. I want her to get him back because Eveline is interesting and complex and I want her to be happy, but really, underneath it, I can’t quite understand what it is that’s bound her to this man other than something inexplicable that’s never backed up enough with something I can hold on to and say YES! to.

But Eveline’s choices are not my choices, and ultimately they are at least her choices and not those of someone else. Even in her weaker moments, I still found myself rooting for her because she is self-aware and recognizes that for the most part, she has put herself in this situation.

I leave you with one of my favorite passages (of which there are many), regarding this very subject of choice:

The fact of my living a life of privilege precludes me from reflecting on privilege — there are rules about thinking or saying too much about your place if your place is an especially comfortable one, even if you arrived there by accident. Though I’m conscious of the comparative ease of my position, I can’t access it in my head — it’s like pushing peas through molasses. If privileged is not how I feel, it is how I look, and how I am viewed, and view is everything. It’s irrelevant that I possess nothing, that I am more destitute than ever. If I am dependent, if I am subjected to views with which I disagree, if I live a life of compromise, it’s a life I’ve chosen. I am wholly responsible.

Final Verdict: 8/10

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