Archive for January, 2008

The Joys of Sue Grafton

January 15, 2008

trespasscov1.jpgI admit I was particularly pleased to open a Christmas package from my spouse that contained Sue Grafton's latest, T is for Trespass. Despite a childhood spent literally camped out in the city library waiting for copies of the Nancy Drew mysteries to show up, I'm admittedly a newcomer to crime and mystery fiction. (I'm waiting for a long convalescence to start in on Agatha Christie.) But I'm catching up — I've preordered Denise Mina's latest, I never miss "Mystery" on PBS, and I've inhaled all the previous installments in Grafton's alphabetical series.

What is it about her plucky little heroine, the dogged, unassuming Kinsey Millhone? No family, no mortgage, no investments (other than that tidy, meticulous bank account), no insurance — and then there's that odd selection of geriatric friends and protectors. While I might be worrying about her prospects, she isn't.

T is for Trespass serves up perhaps Grafton's darkest perpetrator yet: the sociopathic chameleon Solana Rojas, who, as a home health nurse with stolen credentials, preys on the old and the ill, including Kinsey's neighbor. While Grafton grounds her series in the late '80s, sans computer and cell phones, the theme seemed eerily relevant: Who is watching out for the weakest among us? For me, her examination of Rojas and the system she so easily exploits makes this Grafton's most mature book yet.

I love Grafton's attention to detail — the peanut butter and pickle sandwiches, Kinsey's index cards, the eccentric menus at her favorite dive, the rambling only-in-California layout of Santa Teresa. I find that kind of writing really satisfying. It's a great afternoon read.

Everest

January 15, 2008

In honor of the passing of Sir Edmund Hillary, I offer this. Via.

Rethinking Thin

January 14, 2008

Rethinking ThinI admire Gina Kolata’s writing. She’s a science writer for the NYTimes, and has a load of books to her credit, so I spent a little time this weekend skimming Rethinking Thin (2007), her examination of the current “obesity epidemic.” She spends a good deal of time recapping two studies (one short-term, one long-term) aimed at comparing (and, initially, debunking) some of the popular diet programs, in particular the Atkins low-carb regime. The short-term study, to everyone’s surprise, showed that the Atkins diet was more successful and didn’t elevate everyone’s bad cholesterol, as had been predicted. The study sparked a massive spike in interest in and adherence to the Atkins program (our house included). A second, longer-term study (two years) was initiated to try to verify the results of the first, and Kolata set out to document that study. The results could not have been more unpredicable — to Kolata, maybe, but not to the millions of us who have been on the diet treadmill for most of our lives.

 No one [writes Kolata] could have been more determined than the dieters in the [second] study. They committed themselves to a two-year program. They kept food diaries. They exercised. They worked on avoiding thoughts and feelings and situations that tempted them to eat. And yet, as happens to dieters time and time agin, most ended up gaining back almost every pound so painfully lost.        

At the final meeting for the study, Kolata writes, most of the dieters didn’t even show up. The bittersweet lesson?

 In the end, the lesson is, once again, that no matter what the diet and matter how hard they try, most people will not be able to lose a lot of weight and keep it off. They can lose a lot of weight and keep it off briefly, they can lose some weight and keep it off for a longer time, they can learn to control their eating, and they can learn the joy of regular exercise. Those who do best seem to be those who learn to gauge portions and calories and to keep their housers as free as possible of food they cannot resist. The effort, the lifelong effort can be rewarding—people say they feel much better for it. But true thinness is likely to elude them…        

This exchange made me particularly crazy:

I told a skinny friend about the dieters I had been following and the sad, but predictable, outcome of their attempts to lose weight. “Did they really really try?” he asked. I drew in my breath. It was like a slap. “Yes, of course they really, really tried,” I said.        

Yes, thin people everywhere, we really, REALLY try. As a lifelong dieter who believes she has actually dieted herself into obesity (every success eventually ended in failure—and an extra 10 pounds), I am really angry about the current obesity focus. I find television shows like “The Biggest Loser” and “Fat Camp” humiliating. (Why do they make those people wear BICYCLE SHORTS?) And the segments on obesity surgery make me want to weep. Some of them actually border on mutilation. I fervently hope we’ll be able to look back some day on these public displays of obese people and compare them to medieval torture. (“What WERE we thinking?”) Perhaps, Kolata suggests, we need to reexamine the entire paradigm:

 What, then, is wrong with this picture? Some scientists, including obesity researchers Jules Hirsch and Jeff Friedman, suggest an intriguing hypothesis. The origins of people’s recent weight gains may hive little to do with their current environment or with their willpower or lack of it, or with today’s social customs to snack and eat on the run or with any other popular belief. Instead, they say, we may be a new, heavier human race and our weight my have been set by events that took place very early in life, maybe even prenatally… Maybe something happened early in life—better nutrition, vaccines to provide freedom from viral infections that plagued children of previous generations, antibiotics to cure infections like strep throat or pneumonia—that precipitated changes in the brain’s control over weight… Higher weights could be an unintended consequence of the nation’s generally better health, or maybe even a contributor to it.        

 For another rebuttal of the obesity crisis, go here.   

What I’m reading now: The Golden Notebook

January 11, 2008

The Golden NotebookMy first Doris Lessing. (About time, considering she just won the Nobel…) And despite it’s age (it was first published in 1962), I’m finding it surprisingly fresh and relevant. Her wranglings and disillusionment with the “CP” (Communist Party) could be the decline of a belief in any ideology, and her parallel struggles with the men in her life (fascinatingly, on three levels: her, her protagonist Anna, and Anna’s fictional doppelganger Ella) seem to indicate that we haven’t moved very far. I tend to gravitate toward those novels that are the most biographical. I’m as interested in a writer’s life and his or her craft.The Doris Lessing Website calls this her “longest and most ambitious” work. Lessing herself has more to say:

About five years ago I found myself thinking about that novel which most writers now are tempted to write at some time or another —about the problems of a writer, about the artistic sensibility. I saw no point in writing this again: it has been done too often; it has been one of the major themes of the novel in our time. Yet, having decided not to write it, I continued to think about it, and about the reasons why artists now have to combat various kinds of narcissism. (more)

Bingo. If I’ve had any reluctance about blogging, it’s due to the incredible narcissism I keep running into out here on the vast, untamed Web, on all levels, from mommy blogs to politics to literary criticism. Do any of us really have anything to say, or do we just need to hear ourselves talking to prove that we exist?Lessing was toying with two books at the birth of The Golden Notebook: one on the travails of a blocked writer, and another on literary criticism, hence the inspiration for the multiple notebooks on which the novel is based. By merging the two books, she believes she broke through the cliche´:

This novel, then, is an attempt to break a form; to break certain forms of consciousness and go beyond them. While writing it, I found I did not believe some of the things I thought I believed: or rather, that I hold in my mind at the same time beliefs and ideas that are apparently contradictory. Why not? We are, after all, living in the middle of a whirlwind.

To admit to holding two contradictory beliefs in such an absolute time is a real act of courage.