This is the best thing I've read this year -- and maybe the best thing I've read in a couple years -- but sometimes my husband writes reviews like theThis is the best thing I've read this year -- and maybe the best thing I've read in a couple years -- but sometimes my husband writes reviews like the one he wrote for this book (linked), and all I can say is "Ditto."
In this case, I'll say "ditto" but also that I guess I like learning about sea creatures more than he does. ...more
I didn't grow up in Chicago, but I did choose it as my home and create a whole life within it. Basically, I'm a stan. And this collection of essays anI didn't grow up in Chicago, but I did choose it as my home and create a whole life within it. Basically, I'm a stan. And this collection of essays and vignettes indulges Chicago stans in the best ways. You've seen and remember the neighborhoods and architecture these characters move through. As an English teacher, I found myself thinking about Nick's longing for the midwest at the end of Gatsby while reading the introduction:
Growing up in Chicago offers chance after chance to come to terms with questions of identity, beginning with the city's sheer size and geographic complexity, which could easily make a person feel small, unnoticed, irrelevant. From afar, its muscular skyline -- much of it rebuilt after the Great Chicago Fire, and later expanded on landfill that pushed the original shoreline out into the lake -- conveys a certain Midwest practicality, coupled with a seeming determination to conquer the impossible. This is a city that had the fortitude to rebuild after the fire, the imagination to reverse the flow of the Chicago River. The reach of its skyline today frames the expanse of Lake Michigan, stretching north to south, with tall and taller buildings rising into the clouds, like arms of concrete and steel, limestone and granite, as if to say "We are here!" (xvi)
I mean, right? What an absolute celebration.
I read this collection with the hope that I could use it as a text for my high school freshman English classes since the thematic focus of the year centers on identity and "coming-of-age." Unfortunately, I wanted this to work for my classes more than it actually would. Our first semester curriculum teaches narrative elements: characterization, conflict, plot, theme, etc. The pieces collected here are beautiful and evocative, but many of them are challenging reads, and most are slice-of-life vignettes rather than fully developed narratives with turning points and resolutions. They 100% could be used to teach setting (sensory details), though. I mean, that's what they're all about: a place and a time. Here and now. I could also see this collection being a compelling core or supplemental text in a Chicago literature/history course, in a creative writing course, or in a unit about memoir or personal narratives/statements.
My favorites were "Vigil" by Stuart Dybek, "Planet Rock" by Dhana-Marie Branton, "Dillinger" by Jessie Ann Foley, the excerpt from I Am Not Your Perfect Mexican Daughter by Erika Sanchez, "Discovering My Femininity in Menswear" by M Shelley Conner, "The Power and Limitations of Victim-Impact Statements" by Rebecca Makkai (CW: sexual assault), and (of course) "The View from the South Side, 1970" by George Saunders.
And just because I read with this framing in mind, I'll also note that the pieces that work best as complete narratives are "Vigil" by Stuart Dybek, "Dillinger" by Jessie Ann Foley, "Running Girl" by Nnedi Okorafor (CW: racism), and "Detention" by James McManus (CW: sexism).
Oh, and don't let the digital image of the cover fool you. It's actually very cool. The museum looks sketched on notebook paper and it has a matte finish. ...more
Grading is the worst part of teaching, and for those of you who don't teach, when I say "grading," I don't mean reading and commenting on my students'Grading is the worst part of teaching, and for those of you who don't teach, when I say "grading," I don't mean reading and commenting on my students' work. That can be interesting and useful and entertaining. I'm talking about the part where you have to decide whether that interesting writing is, like, a 90% or more of an 88%, and how will that show up in the gradebook and what will that do the student's overall grade and what are their parents expecting from them (you) and how will this impact the way they come into the room tomorrow and how will this impact your overall relationship with them. Now do that again and again 125 times.
AND GRADES AREN'T REAL. We act like they're a natural element of the planet earth. But they're not. A B+ in my room doesn't mean the same thing as it does in other English teachers' classes -- let alone history or, like, science classes. As Susan D. Blum puts it, "Is a student who enters already knowing a lot, continues to demonstrate knowledge at a high level, misses an assignment because of a roommate's attempted suicide, and ends up with a B+ the same as someone who begins knowing nothing, works really hard, follows all the rules, does quite well, and ends up with a B+?" (55). Like, what does the grade MEAN? What information is conveyed?
At the beginning of this last school year, I started reading Pointless by Sarah Zerwin, and I felt ✨ready to go.� I set up coaching appointments with two teachers at my school who didn't grade individual assignments. I started drafting a letter to student families. I figured I would start second semester after my juniors already trusted me and would buy-in.
And then life happened and I never finished Pointless and I didn't change a thing and it's July and I still feel guilt over a kid that didn't pass my class two months ago.
But I also have more time to think about all of these things, so my summer wheels are turning....more
I read this very slowly, drawing it out as long as I could, but then I read the last chunk of essays in a sitting and couldn't stop crying. (In publicI read this very slowly, drawing it out as long as I could, but then I read the last chunk of essays in a sitting and couldn't stop crying. (In public!) The trio of "The World's Largest Ball of Paint," "Sycamore Trees," and "New Partner" are about mental health and art and memory and hope -- and they absolutely gutted me.
I used this collection in my AP Lang sections this year to push my students to interrogate essay structure. They created concept maps to think through the big moves (or modes) Green makes in each essay to arrive at his (often implied) thesis. We found a recipe: personal anecdote, historical context, analogies with or connections to current events, a message, and of course a star rating. ⭐️ Then students tried their hand at outlining and writing their own review of the Anthropocene. Students wrote about American Girl dolls, Moroccan oil, a specific TikTok audio clip, pencil sharpeners, and "staying at the same hotel as Mitt Romney." Their challenge was to connect these parts of the anthropocene to an implied message/thesis ABOUT humanity, and I'm obsessed. I love that this pastiche assignment brings in narrative and figurative language into analytical writing. Looking closely at the work of published writers as mentor texts forces us away the ABC 5-paragraph essay. And the students become much stronger writers for it.
As Will said in his review back in January, There's only one way to end this: I give The Anthropocene Reviewed five stars....more
Some of my fellow readers have never felt the deep-seated desire to go all out in a literary analysis essay to impress their radical English professorSome of my fellow readers have never felt the deep-seated desire to go all out in a literary analysis essay to impress their radical English professor, and it shows.
I picked this up after loving Chu's on Emily Ratajkowski, and as a former English major who DID write those kind of papers, I found it exciting to delve into the world of literary theory for an afternoon. Chu takes a stance -- that we're all females and none of us like it -- and then COMMITS. She is clearly enjoying herself as she spins out from there, deep-diving into the writing of Valerie Solanas while tossing in some Freud, some social media influencers, and some sissy porn. I, for one, had fun following along because I like this kind of nerd shit.
And honestly, I don't think the premise is *that* challenging. She redefines the term "female" to be separate from both gender and sex, making it all about power. Obviously, she could have offended fewer people if she just coined a new term, but that would have been so much less titillating, so here we are. And as a high school teacher who frequently hears teenage boys refer to their peers as "females" when talking about them as a group, I didn't find the redefinition that shocking. Plus, that section about how the term "female" came to be developed is compelling, too:
"In the United States, the man known as the father of gynecology, J Marion Sims, built the field in the antebellum South, operating on enslaved women in his backyard, often without anesthesia -- or, of course, consent. As C. Riley Snorton has recently documented, the distinction between biological females and women as a social category, far from a neutral scientific observation, developed precisely in order for the captive black woman to be recognized as female -- making Sims's research applicable to his women patients in polite white society -- without being granted the status of social and legal personhood. Sex was produced, in other words, precisely at the juncture where gender was denied. In this sense, a female has always been less than a person" (45).
Rounding up because the haters need to chill....more
Glancing at the ŷ reviews so far suggests that you have to be all in or all out on Emrata's collection. So I'm all in. Five stars, baby. If yoGlancing at the ŷ reviews so far suggests that you have to be all in or all out on Emrata's collection. So I'm all in. Five stars, baby. If you think that makes me a basic bitch, please know that I'm also obsessed with Phoebe Bridgers and Sally Rooney and The Bachelor(ette), so joke's on you, bro, BECAUSE OBVS.
I tend to read a lot of books about motherhood and the feelings of dissonance that come with it: it brings joy and meaning to your life while also ruining your career and your relationships and your body. In a lot of ways, that last essay of My Body feels like an antidote. It's cleansing. Here is a woman with one of the most famous bodies in the world, and it doesn't feel like hers. Throughout the collection, she writes about selling her body, about allowing it to be sold, about not being able to stop it from being sold, about buying it back. She develops superstitions to make up for her feeling of a lack of control. She takes off her clothes and dissociates. It is only when she goes into labor, when she watches her body's progress, that she writes about trusting it: "It had sheltered my growing son for nine months and kept his heart beating while his entire, complicated self developed inside me. Now it was opening up, right on schedule. I knew then at that I had to let go. Despite my fear, I calmed. I surrendered" (231).
Like all of us, Emrata has a complicated relationship with money and class and power and beauty and social media and how she presents herself to the world. She's hotter than us, sure, but her awkwardness and insecurities and vulnerability -- and bravery -- are ours.
Sidenote, but I'm also obsessed with by Andrea Long Chu: "The language of objectification has followed Ratajkowski like a hungry dog for her whole career, waiting for her to let down her guard. Her reputation as thoughtful and well read, coupled with her support of socialist policies, has only heightened for her the growing expectation that famously beautiful women be able to justify, politically, the act of being famously beautiful."...more
Look, if a woman wants to keep men at a distance, cool. I get that. But under the snazzy, meme-able cover of this essay, there's just nothing new hereLook, if a woman wants to keep men at a distance, cool. I get that. But under the snazzy, meme-able cover of this essay, there's just nothing new here. In the section "Men who hate women," Harmange does a good job demonstrating that the vast majority of violence is committed by men. But we all know this. (We've all seen the -- now ironic -- Louis C. K. bit.)
I'm not saying anything new here either, but A) any analysis of power relations is pointless if it's not intersectional. And B) rather than throwing our hands up and focusing on identity politics, it's much more interesting and useful to analyze the systems that socialize children into gender norms (and the systems that allow the powerful to oppress those without power).
Ben Philippe may be kind of an asshole, but he's also charming and funny, and I wish we could be friends so we could sit in the corner of the bar talkBen Philippe may be kind of an asshole, but he's also charming and funny, and I wish we could be friends so we could sit in the corner of the bar talking shit about everyone else.
Philippe is my favorite YA author right now. I loved The Field Guide to the North American Teenager and Charming as a Verb and actually use Field Guide as a literature circle/book club choice in my junior American Lit classes -- partly because it's an example of what Philippe refers to in one of his essays as "Black joy." The characters struggle the way teenagers struggle, and yes, whiteness and racism impact their lives, but their racial identities aren't steeped in trauma. It was also fun to learn about his life as a struggling creative type before the novels hit big and to discover the parallels between Philippe's actual life and some of plot points and concerns that show up in his fiction.
This is an aside, but when he first started telling the story about the woman he calls Jolene, I was THIS close to tagging him in a selfie on Instagram to try to say something cute about tfw an author crush writes about you. THANK GOD I WAS DRIVING AT THE TIME BECAUSE I WAS ABLE TO FINISH THE ESSAY FIRST AND TURNS OUT JOLENE WAS NOT CUTE.
Honesty, it's the juxtaposition of Philippe's clever, relatable anecdotes with appalling moments of racism that makes this memoir so powerful.
“I can understand having been raised to believe that cops are the good guys, that racism lives in the uneven icing and not the flour and milk of the great American cake, but how can some Americans hear all these stories, line up all these body bags, and somehow still think we’re all lying? That lightning struck all these Black men randomly and without malice or systemic ease?�
And yes, I know, I know: "He's soooo ANGRY" or whatever. But, I mean... well?...more
This collection of movie reviews is exactly what you'd expect from the genius behind this iconic which I probably reference eveThis collection of movie reviews is exactly what you'd expect from the genius behind this iconic which I probably reference every holiday season. I literally LOLed my way through this audiobook and texted all my friends to read it.
Favorite Reviews: Love Actually (duh), The Notebook, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, Face/Off, The Rock, and Twilight.
Movies I want to watch (or rewatch) after finishing this book: The Fugitive, Rush Hour, Garden State, Reality Bites, and Speed....more
In the second essay of this collection, "Stand Up," Cathy Park Hong weaves together Richard Pryor's stand-up, Jhumpa Lahiri's literati-approved fictioIn the second essay of this collection, "Stand Up," Cathy Park Hong weaves together Richard Pryor's stand-up, Jhumpa Lahiri's literati-approved fiction, Ocean Vuong's writing AND Claudia Rankine's Citizen: An American Lyric to talk about writers of color and white audiences, and maybe it's just hitting a very specific niche for me (as an English teacher who has used The Namesake and Citizen with students and wishes Ocean Vuong would be herr BFF and/or therapist), BUT I'M SO HERE FOR IT. This collection strongly parallels Citizen: Who counts as a citizen? What does it even mean to be a citizen? Is it worth laughing off or ignoring daily microaggressions -- to accept the minor feelings -- in exchange for being considered a citizen?
Honestly, I mostly listened to this book to honor the #StopAAPIHate movement, and I don't know what I was expecting, but these essays -- part memoir and part exploration of racial identity (of those "next in line to be white") -- are GORGEOUS and compelling. I wish I had read it in print so I could underline and dogear. This collection deserves that attention.
This is something else that perhaps speaks to my soul specifically, but in the collection's longest essay, "An Education," Hong delves into how much of your life and your loved ones' lives to offer up in the name of art. My favorite writing (by Vuong, Ben Lerner,PatriciaLockwood, etc) tackles this. Where does authenticity come from? Does it have to be objective or does it have to be how life is -- messy and intense and more beautiful for it?
And yes, I definitely have both of Hong's poetry collections on hold at the library right now. TURNS OUT MY NEW FAVORITE THING IS READING MEMOIR WRITTEN BY POETS....more
The primary issue I take with Just Us: An American Conversation is that it's printed on really thick, glossy paper that seems blasphemous to dog-ear oThe primary issue I take with Just Us: An American Conversation is that it's printed on really thick, glossy paper that seems blasphemous to dog-ear or write on but also doesn't photograph well. This is problematic since I wanted to mark on pretty much EVERY SINGLE PAGE. That's not an exaggeration. I have probably, like, 58 unreadable photos in my phone right now. Rankine crams an insane amount of stats and figures and research into this brick of a poetry(?) book, and it feels irresponsible not to have it all at the ready to reference the next time your townie cousin tells you that police brutality isn't racialized.
This is a dumb, overly simplistic thing to say, but I'm going to say it anyway. Citizen: An American Lyric was one of my favorite books of the 2010s, and I'm trying to figure out why this next one, as essential as it is, didn't rip out my heart in the same way, and the stupid analogy that popped into my head (the head of someone who teaches rhetorical analysis to high school juniors every day) is that Citizen lives in the realm of pathos, aiming for the heart, whereas Just Us lives in the realm of logos. Even the structure of Just Us supports this vision: Rankine's essays, poetry, and conversation transcripts are all on the right side of each spread while the left side fact-checks, listing citation after citation after citation. I appreciate that she lets us into her brain: how she breaks down conversations with strangers and friends, how she second guesses herself and scrutinizes her own feelings, how she cites information and then needs to check whether she's remembering correctly, how she bravely challenges her friends and documents their responses and is honest about how it's all tangled up and she doesn't know how untangle it.
In short, I definitely need to reread this. In the meantime, I feel grateful for Rankine and for everything that went into Just Us, but I miss the art pairings and poetic micro-anecdotes and genre blending of Citizen....more
This is my 100th book of the year, which is a fitting antidote for the disgusting tragicomedy of 2020. So cheers to Samantha Irby, Patron Saint of UnaThis is my 100th book of the year, which is a fitting antidote for the disgusting tragicomedy of 2020. So cheers to Samantha Irby, Patron Saint of Unapologetically Being Your Messy Ass Self....more
I really f*cking loved this. Like, even more than We Are Never Meeting in Real Life somehow. I mean, that first collection is darker and more poigI really f*cking loved this. Like, even more than We Are Never Meeting in Real Life somehow. I mean, that first collection is darker and more poignant because it dwells more on her childhood and her family life. It's very moving.
This new collection, though, had me laughing aloud and going, YES YES YES YESSSS every couple pages. Samantha Irby is so refreshingly honest about being a human with a body and health issues and anxieties and a need to be loved. Most of what I've been reading recently is millennial literature buried under layers and layers of irony and -- don't get me wrong, I love that shit -- but Irby just puts it all out there and then reveals that she actually feels pretty awkward that she put it all out there and wonders if it's okay before deciding, f*ck it, what does she care. And I love that back and forth. I want to say that it feels personally #relatable, but I think it's just ...human.
I loved the essay about being too old to go out but kind of wanting to want to go out because #itme (before quarantine) ("Girls Gone Mild"), the one where she tries to make friends as an adult and asks a waiter who just has a question about her credit card if they're familiar with her work (oof ...more
�“We have to be the witches they've always said we are, and counter their magic with our own.��
So for whatever reason, I thought I was going to find L�“We have to be the witches they've always said we are, and counter their magic with our own.��
So for whatever reason, I thought I was going to find Lindy West annoying. I don't know why! Is that sentiment just in water? Lindy is a charming, sparkling angel-unicorn who has smart ideas about politics and the world, and I'm sure I'm joining a flock of people who want to be her BFF.
But some of the stuff goes down a little rough. My new BFF Lindy has radical anti-capitalist, anti-racist values, and more than once, she talks about how the guileless Democratic party sucks at politics, and I was like, yesssssss. But listening to the list of horrors of the Trump presidency (kids in cages, threats of WW3, class warfare) two months into the Biden presidency (kids in cages, airstrikes ordered in Syria, no improved covid-19 relief) is, as I said, rough. My new BFF Lindy comes SO close! ...but then points her magic more toward Trump than toward the ruling class.
Overall, it's another insightful, entertaining listen that will validate you and make you feel good but probably won't introduce you to any new ideas. And of course, she's kind of preaching to the choir. But hey! That's why you should hand this to a friend or family member who says they're just not political. A Trump supporter isn't going to get anything out of this book, but someone who feels overwhelmed by or unconfident about their understanding of the political landscape might!
"There's a type of person who thinks he's getting away with something by not believing in anything. But not believing in anything IS believing in something. It's active, not passive. To believe in nothing is to change nothing. It means you're endorsing the present, and the present is a horror."
I've read a lot about race, but this one might be the most accessible. I copied multiple chapters to use with my high school students (chapters on topI've read a lot about race, but this one might be the most accessible. I copied multiple chapters to use with my high school students (chapters on topics like privilege, police brutality, intersectionality, and microaggressions) and have recommended it to other English teachers.
The reason I can't bring myself to give it five stars is maybe just an English teacher thing, but the grammar is kind of atrocious, especially in the first few chapters. I found some sentences hard to get through without asking, wait, what, and having to go back and figure out where a clause ended. Grammar isn't a huge deal, except when it interferes with meaning.
That said, don't let the grammar scare you away. This is a very important book that everyone should read....more
If you don't listen to the audiobook, you're doing it wrong.
I wasn't familiar with Phoebe Robinson's other work, but after inhaling this audiobook (inIf you don't listen to the audiobook, you're doing it wrong.
I wasn't familiar with Phoebe Robinson's other work, but after inhaling this audiobook (in a single afternoon!), it feels like she's my best friend. Her insights about racism and sexism, while not groundbreaking, are compelling and important. And her belief in the power of the #workwife relationship, her relentless stream of 90s/2000s pop culture references, and her obsession with Michael Fassbender are all #relatable.
I already have Everything's Trash on hold through my library. On audiobook obvs.
But even though I find West brilliant and funny and generous and charming and authentic, my primary feeling while listening to these essays was HOLY FUCK WOW EVERYTHING IS TERRIBLE WHO ARE ALL THESE MONSTERS
And the WORST part is that, as I said at the top of my Witches Are Coming review, without knowing anything about her, I thought I was going to find West annoying. AND I DON'T KNOW WHY. Is it because I, a woman, felt subconsciously critical of a LOUD WOMAN? Is it because she's fat? Is it because I know guys who dislike her (and guys I assume dislike her)? Did part of me worry she was going to make the rest of us look bad?
Aaaaah! This is some deep-seated shit. I wish I could talk to sparkling angel-unicorn Lindy West about it.
Some specific notes: "Hello, I Am Fat" had me running to find my partner in the other room to tell him what a bad-ass Lindy West is. "It's About Free Speech, It's Not About Hating Women" had me in tears. "Lady Kluck" is so smart, and I want to use it in my high school English classes. And "Chuckletown, USA, Population: Jokes" contained one of my favorite English-nerd takeaways about the impact of comedy:
“Comedy doesn’t just reflect the world; it shapes it. Not in the way that church ladies think heavy metal hypnotizes nerds into doing school shootings, but in the way it’s accepted fact that The Cosby Show changed America’s perception of black families. We don’t question the notion that The Daily Show had a profound effect on American politics or that Ellen opened middle America’s hearts to dancing lesbians, or that propaganda works and satire is potent and Shakespeare’s fools spoke truth to power.�
I want to remember to share this idea with my students when we study Shakespeare. It also resonates with an essay I listened to last week in Cathy Park Hong's Minor Feelings about the evolution of Richard Pryor's comedy in relation to his white audience.
Anyway, tl;dr - Listen to Lindy West. And if you don't like her, ASK YOURSELF WHY THAT IS....more