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Out of Order

Posted in Fiction, New release with tags , , , , , on August 14, 2012 by jaclemens

I read The Angel’s Game and The Shadow of the Wind out of order, although, according to the preface to The Prisoner of Heaven, the cycle can be read in any order. After reading The Prisoner of Heaven I read The Angel’s Game again, then re-read The Prisoner of Heaven. I’ve read each of the books twice, and thus, as stated in my review of The Shadow of the Wind, am able to make comparisons between the three. I still like The Angel’s Game the most, which discom- fited me while reading The Prisoner of Heaven and caused my intercessory reading of it. The most recent book bridges the two earlier books, but in doing so it extricates the supernatural element that I find so appealing in The Angel’s Game. I see why it is necessary to graft another twisting branch to the tree that is the Cemetery of Forgotten Books, but it sapped the strength from the other limbs.


The Rose in the Shadow of the Fingerpost

Posted in Fiction, Reading List with tags , , , , , , , on January 4, 2011 by jaclemens

Rather than concluding the year with a list of the best books of 2010 (though I, like Adso of Melk, do find lists to be wondrous instruments), I completed a lengthy survey of the best books of earlier eras. I read Carlos Ruiz Zafón’s The Shadow of the Wind (2001), An Instance of the Fingerpost by Iain Pears (1997), and The Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco (1980), a cycle of three books which are often cited referentially. The books dovetail nicely (as the cover art might attest), but I’m more interested in how they tied in to the close of the year. Just as I was finishing The Name of the Rose a slide show of Vatican library holdings manifested on the website of The New Yorker. Furthermore the memory of the terrible conflagration that consumed the Provo Tabernacle will remain permanently ingrained with my recollections of these books.

The Angel’s Game review

Posted in Fiction, Recommendations with tags , , , on July 31, 2009 by jaclemens

Angel's GameI have not yet had the pleasure of reading The Shadow of the Wind, the sensational antecedent to The Angel’s Game, so I am unable to use that particular yardstick to take the measure of the second book by Carlos Ruiz Zafón. Great expectations have been placed on this long-awaited follow up, and they factor into the story as well. The events of The Angel’s Game precede those of The Shadow of the Wind, so there is no harm in reading the second book first. If The Shadow of the Wind is superior to The Angel’s Game then it must be truly sublime!

Despite the sublime sounding title, The Angel’s Game is more of a danse macabre. Multiple cemeteries are revisited, including the Cemetery of Forgotten Books. Death is never far away, as the Great War looms and families are torn asunder.

David Martín is an orphan – his mother abandoned him and his father was murdered – but he is not without sponsors, Senor Sempere of the Sempere & Sons bookstore and Don Pedro Vidal, playboy and author, among them. They open the doors of literature to young Martín and he plunges headlong into the unfathomable depths. There he meets another patron, the mysterious French publisher Andreas Corelli, who holds the metaphysical key to Martín’s greatest expectations.

Corelli is the Mephistopheles to Martín’s Faust (in true reverse order I am currently reading Goethe’s Faust), and when Martín breaks his pact with the fallen angel the consequences are dire. Martín repeatedly loses Cristina, his Margaret, and is ultimately redeemed through the intervention of Isabella, the mother of Daniel Sempere, the protaganist of The Shadow of the Wind.

It may be that The Angel’s Game is overshadowed by The Shadow of the Wind, but it is beautifully written and translated nevertheless, and I certainly recommend it.

Winter Institute 2009

Posted in Events with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on February 13, 2009 by jaclemens

wi4_smOne of the highlights of my burgeoning book buying career took place right here in Salt Lake City on January 30th & 31st: the ABA’s Winter Institute.  Thanks to the ABA’s recognition of smaller markets (next year’s meetings will be in San Jose) I was able to attend along with hundreds of booksellers from across the country.  The ABA’s fourth annual Winter Institute (WI4) was my debut into the wide world of independent bookstores, and the experience was thrilling and enriching!

The programming was excellent, from the keynote address with Roxanne Coady (R.J. Julia) moderating a panel consisting of publishing executives Morgan Entrekin (Grove/Atlantic), Nan Graham (Scribner), and Bob Miller (HarperStudio) in a discussion of the state of the book industry to the presentations on using multimedia marketing (I lost count of how many times “every store should have a blog” was said) and taking your co-op to the next level.  The education provided by the ABA and the panelists was pertinent and permanent.  My manager and I attended separate sessions in order to soak up as much instruction as possible.

The divide and conquer strategy did not avail us at the author reception, however; not when we were outnumbered 38 to 2!  The quantity and the quality of the writers present was somewhat daunting!  I was hard pressed to meet all of the authors I hoped to, and did not manage to speak to our local standouts Shannon Hale (The Actor and the Housewife) and Brandon Sanderson (Alcatraz Versus the Scrivener’s Bones).  I was rather pleased to meet Joseph O’Neill (Netherland), Joanna Smith Rakoff (A Fortunate Age), Jonathan Stroud (Heroes of the Valley), and Carlos Ruiz Zafón (The Angel’s Game).  I reminisced about the glory days of Hall of Famer Bruce Smith and the Buffalo Bills with Greg Ames (Buffalo Lockjaw),  and held up the line while speaking with Katherine Howe (The Physick Book of Deliverance Dane).  I was already an admirer of her outstanding book, and now that I’ve met her I am an ardent advocate!

In previous posts I wrote of my anticipation of meeting Katherine Howe as well as my mild apprehension of attending a dinner with Mehmet Murat Somer (The Kiss Murder).  Howe met all of my expectations, but I didn’t know what to expect from Somer.  His book was translated into English by a person who originally hailed from Salt Lake City, so there was a chance that he would be accompanied by his translator.  He wasn’t; not only did Somer speak impeccable English, he had memorized the names of the dinner guests in alphabetical order!  He was a cosmopolitan gentleman, holding the door open for the rest of the party, witty and amiable.  Somer crosses continents and cultures with a first class deportment.

The valuable training and the opportunity to meet such esteemed authors are two wonderful parts of Winter Institute, but the true worth of attending is interacting with fellow booksellers.  We are independent by nature, yet surprisingly co-operative.  After meeting so many creative and open booksellers from across the country (and one from far off Sydney, Australia) I was left with a strong desire to roam from state to state, visiting as many independent bookstores as I could!  One store owner was particularly helpful to me, which stands to reason since she was on the panel that discussed customer service!  At the conclusion of the session I approached Kelly Justice, owner of the Fountain Bookstore in Richmond, Virginia.  I introduced myself and told her that I would like to visit her store when I come to Richmond to research the novel I am writing, which is set in Virginia.  She asked me if I had any contacts in Richmond and I said that I did not.  Kelly said “You do now!” and handed me a business card.  She inquired further about why my story was set in Virginia and in which time period.  When I told her that Grandpa Art is set in the near future she plucked her card from my hand and wrote The Watch by Dennis Danvers on the back of it.  Kelly recommended it to me because it is also set in Richmond in the future and Danvers, a Richmond resident, nailed the ethos of the city.  I have not yet located a copy, but I will continue to search.  Even if it takes me on a cross-country trek to every independent bookstore along the way!