Come to one of my book signings and 200 people might be in the crowd (or five people). Except for my de-facto bodyguard, maybe only a handful will be men. On a good night. Men don't read anymore. This is one of the most frightening of the many express-elevator-to-the-dark-ages changes that have happened to America in my lifetime. Of course there are outliers, on this blog for example, or the new head librarian in Seattle, a man who said he fell in love with libraries as a fourth grader. Men read technical manuals and comic books. But the well-read American male of the past is mostly gone. Although all Americans are reading less — one survey found that the typical citizen reads only four books a year and one in four reads none at all — men are the biggest drop outs. They account for only 20 percent of the fiction market.
I can't imagine living in this mental poverty. When I turned nine years old, one of the first things I did was get a card at the Phoenix Public Library (the earliest age one could qualify). Before that, the one pure joy of Kenilworth School was the well-stocked library. I grew up around readers and books. My great aunt had an especially impressive library, and it made up for otherwise dull visits to her acreage on Seventh Avenue. My childhood reading wasn't highbrow: I was especially entranced by C.B. Colby's military books (Our Space Age Navy, etc.). But I read. These included comic books, too, but by age ten or so, comics were boring (not so for people today). Books have taken me places I would otherwise never have visited, from Plato's Athens and hell with Dante, to the Battle of Berlin. Books changed my mind and made it changeable. I never intended to be a journalist or author. I just assumed that experience was one a well-rounded person should have. Books used to be sexy. Really desirable women expected well-read men, and reading to one's lover is a sensual delight.
No longer for most. Aside from the polls, anecdotal evidence comes my way constantly: My son doesn't read books...My husband never reads...I don't read books...Never did like books. Is it any wonder that this has accompanied our society's collapse into widespread anti-intellectualism and aggressive ignorance (because to understand that, one would have read, say, Richard Hofstadter).
Last year, a male editor wrote as essay blaming the publishing industry, saying that female-dominated editorial boards at publishers don't put out the kind of books men want to read. This provoked a spirited debate, but was mostly whistling past the graveyard. (I have been graced with two of the most distinguished female editors in the business and they never said, "Make chicks dig it.") Still, the phenomenon of chick-lit may conceal a collapse in widespread reading among women. If they're just reading The Secret Life of Bees and such, this is a problem. Every educated person should have a sound grounding in the Western canon. I read some books again every decade (E.g., The Republic, Moby Dick) because I gain fresh insights each time. Every person who votes should have packed away plenty of history, which written right can be as thrilling, suspenseful, hilarious and moving as any work of fiction. But this is not happening.
It is also new. My grandmother, a child of the frontier, never went to college. But into her eighties she could still quote the major English poets at length. She knew history and the Constitution in depth. And, like all American generations before her, she was a product of the King James Bible, which was not used as a political tract but as a "gateway drug" into literature and good writing. Lincoln was not a believer, until perhaps the latter stages of the Civil War, but he read and was heavily influenced by the Bible. The people who voted for Progressivism and the New Deal read newspapers and books. Among the most combat-hardened soldiers of the two world wars were novelists and poets. My parents' generation was perhaps the high-water mark of this broad literacy that the founding fathers knew was essential for self-governance. Now it's gone.
It died in our society's abandonment of the public schools, and the screwing around with curriculum in even good schools (and for this latter, liberals can shoulder some blame, too). When I was sixteen, I didn't want to read The Scarlet Letter. I wanted to watch girls in miniskirts. But Mr. Bradshaw made us read the damned book, because it was difficult, and when we mastered it we loved it, and had gained something more, some muscles in the brain and keys to new rooms in the soul. Today, teachers must "teach to the test" and normal boy behavior is something to be medicated early. Today many schools don't even have libraries.
It died in a specialization society, where the Renaissance woman is rare and the Renaissance man below the age of forty is nearly non-existent (as is the public intellectual). Now even the brightest are channeled into silos of the mind early. The lucky ones are software engineers or neurosurgeons. Others are financial hucksters or diesel mechanics. They know a great deal about their very narrow field, along with an enthusiasm here and there, extreme sports perferred. But they lack the knowledge of even a middle-brow polymath in the mid-20th century. At its worst, this "culture" merely places people into their Matrix pods as workers and "consumers." And something else has happened: We've become more narrow even outside of education. As a child, I gloried in rock fights, hiking and camping, trains, hot cars, sports, building model airplanes. That didn't somehow require that I have no interest in books.
It died with our electronic distractions. This baffles me: I spend my work day sitting before a computer screen; I need the tactile pleasure of a book when off-duty. I don't need my public library to have digital dazzle. But the damage was already well advanced, where thirty-year-old men were "reading" "graphic novels" (i.e. comic books) and living with their parents. Probably the first nail in the coffin was television, of which the average American watches 34 hours a week. And it died with the Southern-ization of our culture, where being "redneck" and "country" are high aspirations.
To be sure, some people are never going to be readers. We used to feel sorry for them. Now it's the norm. With the extreme right, it's a point of pride. Don't need no book-learnin' when Rush and Sean and Bill will tell you the truth. There's Bible-verse flash cards for knowin' God's plan, which is to vote Rick Perry. And the "well read" get their "news" from Web sites and tracts that toe a line of partisan half-truths and superstitions. Here we need a Truman Capote to provide the equivalent putdown of "that's not writing, that's typing." No wonder William F. Buckley, who spent his life trying to create an intellectual American conservatism to counter the marginal no-nothingism of reaction, died disillusioned.
How a nation with a majority of simpletons faces the most complex dangers in history will be tragedy and farce. I just wish we didn't have to live through it, too.
I'm a technical writer and believe me, no one reads tech manuals either! They do make handy doorstops and booster seats tho.
I still love to read, but not as much as I used to. Hard on the eyes after being in front of a computer all day. I do remember the librarian at my elementary school wouldn't let me check books out she thought above "my level".
Posted by: eclecticdog | August 25, 2011 at 11:19 AM
When television was invented, who ever thought it would cause the downfall of our country? It really is that simple, television killed America.
Just about every bad behavior exhibited by Americans was "learned" or "promoted" by television programming.
30 plus hours of television viewing per week leaves how much free time for reading??
Posted by: azrebel | August 25, 2011 at 11:20 AM
If, at midnight tonight, all television and all internet was switched off for an extended period of time, do you have any idea how fast books and magazines would disappear off library and store shelves? Can you say "at light speed".
Posted by: azrebel | August 25, 2011 at 11:22 AM
Eminent, Jon. Not imminent. (Reference to your female editors. They would be shocked.) I started to read Rise and Fall of the Third Reich in fifth grade. I, um, put it away for about 30 years, but did manage to polish it off. My reading list in fifth grade was rather Hardy Boy and Tom Swift-heavy. Finally developed a taste for historical biography. Just finished one on Jackie Robinson. Reading is tough, and histories in particular, because feelings of great shame usually follow. This almost always requires the listening to and playing of rock'n'roll to aid in the recovery process.
Posted by: Dan Wallach | August 25, 2011 at 11:33 AM
by the way, using your book signings is not an apprpriate example. a handsome devil like youself writes a book and women show up for the book signing is not a surprise. I bet your security team has their hands full keeping those women from getting their hands on you.
Posted by: azrebel | August 25, 2011 at 12:18 PM
Actually our entire entertainment industry today is geared to the comic book. Summer block busters are nothing more than moving comics and about as literate. TV is loaded with comic book characters, but all with a redneck southern bent on channel after channel. How anyone can watch for 30 hours a week is beyond me. Book TV on the weekends seems to show the decline you're talking about. You'll have some middle to older aged author talking to a sparingly filled room of gray heads.
Posted by: David | August 25, 2011 at 01:16 PM
My dad was an inveterate reader, mostly Civil War and WWII histories. We were cursed by his photographic memory since he would host lengthy monologues on those subjects during dinner. Watching TV afterwards conferred a Houdini-like sense of escape.
Dad was not what I would call educated even in the middle-class sense of the word since his obsessions were airless and ultimately dumb with pride. What good is it to know everything about the Civil War if you couldn't really synthesize insights from them? Simply knowing things to know things is why Trivial Pursuit and Jeopardy were invented. I say that with the humility of a champion.
If we read, we ought to be interested in the subject, which is oneself. We enclose the whole tawdry business of history, culture, and even its Olympian overview. We scratch every human scandal and unsuccess with a smug judgment that we are not like that. That's who we are. We need to be very interested in that.
When I read, I'm occasionally aware of the small self building yet more elaborate battlements of Knowledge. I don't quite tell myself that it will keep me safe but I know that the reward is less freedom than confirmation.
Posted by: soleri | August 25, 2011 at 02:53 PM
Never thought I wanted one, but was presented with a Kindle (large format, thank you!)and it goes everywhere with me. I'm deep into two books right now -- a novel and an account of one man's recent trek across Afghanistan. I can download something new as soon as I hear about it and read at lunch, on line, in the car, in the tent. It's comfortable to handle and my whole library will be at my fingertips everywhere! I hope the business model is fair to authors, because it's making me smarter.
Posted by: Liz | August 25, 2011 at 03:27 PM
Jon, If I may ask, without divulging the size of your literary fortune, what is the percentage of your fortune derived from paper books versus ebooks?
Posted by: azrebel | August 25, 2011 at 04:08 PM
Reb,
My "fortune" is mostly real books, but audio and especially e-books are growing. Not all my titles are available on Kindle yet. That's frustrating, but the author's lot
Posted by: Rogue Columnist | August 25, 2011 at 05:06 PM
Does "reading" include the Oregonian newspaper, the Economist magazine and the many articles I pick up from my trusty MacBook? If not, guess I'm in the doofus category. (sidebar: my 8 year old granddaughter reads at the 6th grade level)
Posted by: morecleanair | August 25, 2011 at 06:02 PM
"Really desirable women expected well-read men, and reading to one's lover is a sensual delight."
It's now called "sexting".
Posted by: Rate Crimes | August 25, 2011 at 08:27 PM
To those of you who have not already read Four Arguments for the Elimination of Television by Jerry Mander (yes that really is his name), I certainly recommend it. I'm re-reading it now while concurrently reading his In the Absence of the Sacred (with long subtitle). It would be very interesting to see what you all think of Mr. Mander's ideas. From the title you can tell that he doesn't pull any punches.
@azrebel, you've already summarized half of Mander's argument in your first comment above. He takes it a step further, though, and claims that television technology is inherently biased in such a way that the outcome you've stated is unavoidable regardless of the programming.
Posted by: doYourMath | August 25, 2011 at 09:09 PM
The lunatic-fringe right reads plenty of books. Lunatic-fringe books.
Posted by: Clark Humphrey | August 25, 2011 at 10:27 PM
Rogue pointing this out previously has me reading... I used to enjoy reading but got out of the habit. I'm pushing myself back into it now that I see I'm part of the problem.
Eclectic... I try to get my software working without reading the manual. Its a macho thing. In the end I'm reading the manual to automate our nasty two tier WPF app. I'm used to automating well behaved webapps...
Posted by: LeftCoastDood | August 25, 2011 at 10:32 PM
Jefferson nearly bankrupted himself with his book addiction.
Here's an excellent biography: "Jefferson and Monticello: The Biography of a Builder"
http://www.amazon.com/Jefferson-Monticello-Biography-Jack-Mclaughlin/dp/0805014632/
I wonder if he would have incorporated a TV room into Monticello?
Posted by: Rate Crimes | August 26, 2011 at 06:37 AM
Four Arguments for the Elimination of Television:
1) Fox 'News'
2) CNN
3) MSNBC
4) Everything else
Posted by: Rate Crimes | August 26, 2011 at 06:50 AM
Ever since the joyous discovery of "The Great Courses" there has been too little time for reading...
http://www.thegreatcourses.com/
...but my TV is finally being put to good use.
Posted by: Rate Crimes | August 26, 2011 at 06:53 AM
Jon, You rock!
Posted by: jmav | August 26, 2011 at 07:12 AM
Book learning is an attribute of the "elites". The revolutionary right in the US has a problem with books because trained historians describe an economic and historical past contrary to its world vision. Best to ignore those writings or revise the historical writings and continue forward with faith based policies which have previously failed.
Posted by: jmav | August 26, 2011 at 09:48 AM
Sure, men don't read; but neither do the majority of women. Readers seem to be polarized - there are those that read 20+ books a year, those that read one or two, and those that read none and are damn proud of the fact.
The complete failure of our inattention to education is evident in the failure to inspire our kids to learn for the love of learning, to read a novel and be transported to a new world, to read nonfiction just to explore something new.
I remember a day in elementary school, perhaps second grade very vividly. I got in trouble at recess for a scuffle and was sent to the principals office. My punishment was to be sent to "reading detention"; an hour of silent reading in the gym. I probably grabbed my Hardy boys book and thought I had gotten away great, I got out of class and got to read for a whole hour during school! And I remember my mother flipped when she found out, not because I was in trouble but because they were using reading as punishment.
The anti-intellectual, anti-science attitude and politics of way too many Americans is a direct result of functional illiteracy. When half of college graduates cannot even distinguish between two opposing op-ed pieces, just being able to sound out the words on the page does not make for a literate society.
Posted by: Mchristo | August 26, 2011 at 10:17 AM
Oh, gawd, here comes a long one. I apologize ahead of time...
This is an interesting post, Jon - one rife with rather intimate observations, if I may put it that way. So I will drift into TMI territory here.
I wonder where I stand on this spectrum of judgement?
The television *is* an abomination. Firstly, because the brain and its ocular tendencies are irresistibly drawn to the illuminated flicker[*]. Second, it is only a one-way medium, talking *at* you and generally discouraging internal dialogue. Elvis at least shot back once. Sports programming, too, at least generates talking (screaming) back (I don't follow sports, BTW) - and often the "news" causes some animation. Fictional programming? Never.
I haven't watched television in years, and I agree with others here that it is probably the most crippling aspect of modern civilization.
While books are also one-way, the reader may, if (s)he is a thinker, have an internal "conversation" with the book. I find this to be true only with non-fiction (or particularly difficult fiction.) So much fiction however, even from a book, also suffers from this dialogue suppression. I know a couple of fiction addicts, and they are nearly as vacuous as prime-time kiddies. Sorry to put this to novelist, but I can't find a way to be delicate about it.
Back to me. My mother taught me to read by the time I was four years old, and read well. I was found to be reading (American) college level by nine years old. While I devoured a great deal of fiction in my youth, I have always had a bent for non-fiction. As an adult - I would be surprised if fictional reading has accounted for even 1% of my book reading (two of your early novels, it happens, buttress that statistic, Mr. Talton.) My non-fiction interests are eclectic by anyone's standards. History, sociology, psychology, biography, the sciences - these are among the brightest lights for this reader. I actually read tech manuals occasionally too, eclecticdog - and have written a few programming manuals myself back the day!
I largely eschew modern fiction because I find it as escapist as television. Sure, it exercises those "muscles" so atrophied by television - and as such has its virtues - but my "physique" was established long ago.
I mention "spectrum of judgement" because I find myself reading tree-pulp rarely these days. I recently divested myself of "stuff" to lighten my life, and the hundreds of heavy books I sold/gave away were significant, and I do not miss their weight. While I like to have a (non-fiction) book on hand to digest, I do not savor the physical commitment any longer and, as I am now poor, cannot really afford the buy-and-trade ritual of a "Powell's". So I am here offering a characterization of the physical fact of a "book" as an indulgence, in the existential sense. An indulgence, I hasten to add, to which I willingly and reflexively fall prey. Just hand me a biography or a physics book and see, believe you me.
My reading pedigree, IMO, gives me a "pass" in making this reasoned judgement of soft disdain, IMO.
I have of late been entranced by the Internet, with the unprecedented "instant footnoting" of rabbit-hole links, that I find to be both distracting and a wonderful facilitation of quick and surprisingly in-depth education on a wide variety of subjects and perspectives. The combination of facts and real-time social evaluation (of the authors) suit my predilections perfectly. This is, in a way, the Internet's answer to the hypnotic "flicker" of the television but, as a blogger, it find it to be two-way medium. I *adore* conversation, the dance of "I and Thou."
My humble question is, I suppose - would the good readers here find me to have drifted into a 21st Century hypnosis?
(Thanks for the indulgence of this obscenely long comment - perhaps I should have written it up over at "my place" - but the post was provocative!)
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[*]I recently encountered an "illuminating" anecdote here on the InterToobz: At some sort of a periodic meeting, where spirited conversation typically flowered, one participant subversively flicked on a screen with an empty channel, just "snow." It didn't take long for the conversation to die out, eyeballs becoming involuntarily distracted.
When I could afford to lounge in pubs - I did so for the people interface. This is why I despised the appearance of multiple TV screens at my then-favorite place. I hate television, yet even I could not help but drift towards the soundless images during "down-time," thus tamping opportunities to catch living eyeballs and provoke a conversation. Etc.
Posted by: Petro | August 26, 2011 at 10:25 AM
Petro,
Good post and thanks. I don't think it's either/or. The Internet can provide good reading and interactivity that is far better than the passivity of tv viewing. I still like the tactile pleasure of books, too.
Posted by: Rogue Columnist | August 26, 2011 at 11:02 AM
I'm trying to figure this one out. I don't recall the mix of customers at bookstores (e.g., Bookman's) being so one-sided; and mystery fiction is traditionally a male pastime (especially the "noir" variety -- a universe which Mr. Talton's novels can be argued to inhabit, though neither formally nor formulaically). Also, I believe that Mr. Talton presided over some sort of mystery-themed book convention not long ago: perhaps he can recall the demographic?
So, I'm guessing that book signings, rather than bookstores per se, are more of a feminine venue. They're a quasi-social event that requires the participant to stand in line and chat with neighbors, most of whom are strangers, for a (generally) non-financial return. It may also be a function of the process used to gather attendees. How is it announced? Mail lists? What kind, and organized by whom?
More on this when time permits.
Posted by: Emil Pulsifer | August 26, 2011 at 12:02 PM
As a child, I was most contented when I was raiding the local library. Those were the happiest times of my life. Then another obsession took over (classical music). Some music critic wrote that the major difference between 'classical' music and pop is the length of the pieces. Not necessarily the level of sophistication or depth. Maybe that's the difference between the newspapers/internet and long-form book writing; a difference in patience, concentration, and synthesis (who knows)? Complaints about (non) readers with short attention spans are not new. Here is Frances Trollope (1779-1863):
"Our aversion to book learning is often blamed for this notorious inability to put two and two together. Not that we are or were completely illiterate. Mrs. Trollope noted that whereas our appreciation of literature was very meager indeed (her Ohio neighbors considered Shakespeare obscene and Chaucer obsolete), Americans were great newspaper readers. Today we are great television watchers and Web surfers. Our knowledge of the outside world, therefore, has mainly come to us in sensationalized fragments that are never connected and thus quickly forgotten. Hence the famous American ignorance. Books, by imparting a sense of continuity and context, can enlarge the imagination and enable you to weigh evidence, compare, contrast, and make important connections—in short, to exercise skepticism. Without this skill, your grasp of reality is going to be at best superficial and your ability to challenge prevailing myths nonexistent."
http://www.vanityfair.com/magazine/2007/06/essay_winner200706.print#gotopage2
Cultural pessimism is tricky. A diminished education is a sad thing but I believe most of the problems ahead will 'resolve' themselves.
PS: The internet allows me to read tabloid material I'd otherwise have no access to. Guess who comes out top in this 'ranking' of the worst states:
http://gawker.com/5834800/the-worst-50-states-in-america-the-final-five
Posted by: AWinter | August 26, 2011 at 01:55 PM
Another idea: I suspect that many attendees of book signings will have heard about them at book discussion groups. These are social events (as such attracting more women) and many take place during the day (housewives with grown (or no) children and time on their hands).
I took an admittedly unsystematic look at a few of Mr. Talton's past book signings announced on the Internet. They include:
(1) Donis Casey (female, headliner pictured) w/ Talton Tues. 7pm Sept. 12, 2006 at Poisoned Pen. This would tend to attract a female audience of mystery readers, since Donis Casey is
a woman mystery author who writes about female detectives.
(2) Talton alone, 7:30 am Tom's Tavern May 31, 2007. 7:30 am? Ye gods and little fishes, I hope you have a new agent. I'm surprised anybody was there. Men were probably shaving for work, right about then, or else sleeping in if a weekend. Don't forget that you're competing with professional sports telecasts, etc., also, on weekend afternoons and evenings.
(3) Talton alone, Easter Sunday May 16, 2010, 2-4 pm. Easter Sunday afternoon? No wonder Eleanor Rigby showed up. Father MacKenzie was no doubt busy polishing his next sermon.
Is this representative?
Posted by: Emil Pulsifer | August 26, 2011 at 04:18 PM
I agree that the tactile pleasure of fondling a book as you read it is important, as Jon pointed out. But owning a book, making an author a part of my life, from the insignificant authors to the masters, is an obsession with me. Divesting myself of parts of my library as mere "stuff", as Petro has done, is truly frightening. Not that I disagree with Petro. Indeed I admire his courage. I admit that holding on to "stuff" keeps one from moving forward. In my 6th decade, I've taken mighty swoops at letting go, not only of my "stuff", but also of my concepts and beliefs. Letting go of my books? Toughest of all.
My books are a compendium of my life. What I've read is very much who I am. And I've done a good job of archiving my books (my life). I love my library. It's the warmest room in my house. I've carefully built it as if it were my biography -- including valuable first edition and rare books. Is this weird, for me to associate my being with mere words on pulp?
Who is this library for? What is it for? It surely feels like folly for me to hold on to its comforting bulk. My children? Who am I to assume that they will care -- and if I'm wrong am I only leaving them with a burden? My hope, perhaps why I hold on, is that they, or someone, will someday look at my books and appreciate my "well rounded" being.
Posted by: Ricardo | August 26, 2011 at 05:35 PM
Nowadays men are too busy looking at internet porn to read books (surprised no one has mentioned this yet). At the community college I used to work at, one of the IT guys told me that at any given minute of the day, 2/3 of the internet traffic through the school's servers was to porn sites.
I also agree about the demographics of book signings not being representative. Just because guys don't show up to hear you read or get your signature doesn't mean they're not reading.
Interesting post.
Posted by: Ralph | August 26, 2011 at 07:52 PM
I guess I am an anomaly, because I'm right-wing AND I read. I'm also a proud owner of a library card that is well used. Right now, I'm reading Madame Bovary and I'm anxiously awaiting the next Cincinnati Case Files and Mapstone Books.
Posted by: Michael Becerra | August 27, 2011 at 01:16 PM
The sad irony is a certain brand of conservative was a deep reader, welcomed the intellect, and was often less dogmatic and more open-minded than many on the left. So good for you, Michael.
Posted by: Rogue Columnist | August 27, 2011 at 02:15 PM
Bill Buckley comes to mind. Of course, he's dead.
Posted by: Emil Pulsifer | August 27, 2011 at 02:50 PM
Don't get too comfortable with Rogue's compliment; in the next breath, Jon may call you a 'teabagger'.
Posted by: terese schostok dudas | August 27, 2011 at 03:01 PM
Emil !!
One sentence?
Posted by: azrebel | August 27, 2011 at 03:03 PM
I have a difficult time finding fiction to read, especially in chain bookstores, which I don't patronize anyway because I can't afford to. Not just fiction, of course, but well-written fiction to my taste. Here's a short list of books read within the last few years which are worth mentioning.
Note that substitute titles by the same author are by no means guaranteed to please, though in some cases the author has written a large number of books of which (in the best cases) perhaps half are enjoyable. A preponderance of the authors are British and of earlier generations: I often find the technical writing skills of such authors to be of superior quality.
MYSTERY FICTION
Political Suicide; and The Skeleton in the Grass (both by Robert Barnard)
Old Hall, New Hall; and The Case of Sonya Wayward (Michael Innes)
The Asking Price; Independent Witness (Henry Cecil)
Die Like A Man; The Devil Finds Work (Michael Delving)
The Blackheath Poisonings; The Belting Inheritance (Julian Symons)
Vanish In An Instant; Stranger In My Grave (Margaret Millar)
Maigret and the Yellow Dog; Maigret At The Coroners (Georges Simenon) (The latter takes place in Tucson in the 1940s)
The Doorbell Rang; The Golden Spiders (Rex Stout)
Instruments of Darkness (Robert Wilson)
A Puzzle for Fools (Patrick Quentin) (An alias used by two authors, sometimes together and sometimes alone; writing quality varies considerably, but this novel is excellent.)
The Glimpses of the Moon (Edmund Crispin) (His last, and -- by far -- best novel; also quite humorous.)
The Reader Is Warned; Patrick Butler For The Defense (Carter Dickson / John Dickson Carr) (Carr, who wrote under more than one alias due to a prolific output, has a major strength in creating atmosphere; his major weakness is the Scooby-Do ending. The first title is a superior example of both: the reader is warned...)
Last but by no means least: Dry Heat (by You-Know-Who)
GENERAL FICTION
Zuleika Dobson (Max Beerbohm)
Martin Dressler (Steven Millhauser)
White Man Falling (Mike Stocks)
Remainder (Tom McCarthy)
Gringos (Charles Portis)
Lazarus (Henri Beraud)
Taking Off (Eric Kraft)
Dobry (Monica Shannon)
A Dirty Job (Christopher Moore) (odd and oddly humorous)
Agents and Patients (Anthony Powell) (quite funny)
NON-FICTION
Peter Mayle's "Provence" trilogy
A Walk In The Woods; In a Sunburned Country (Bill Bryson)
The Gates of Memory (biography of Geoffrey Keynes, surgeon and brother of the famous economist)
Posted by: Emil Pulsifer | August 27, 2011 at 03:18 PM
@azrebel:
Alas, it was two.
Posted by: Petro | August 27, 2011 at 04:29 PM
Read Barry Lopez.
"Arctic Dreams"
"Resistance"
The best works that I've read since "The Book of Laughter and Forgetting" and "100 Years of Solitude". Enjoy.
Posted by: Rate Crimes | August 28, 2011 at 04:24 AM
Nice posts everyone. Thankfully I write mostly for aviation mechanics (so lots of remove the bolt, install the bolt stuff). Now, I'm off to research about porn on the internet. I'm shocked. Really, shocked.
Posted by: eclecticdog | August 28, 2011 at 10:28 AM
P.S. I meant to add "Buried for Pleasure" to the Edmund Crispin entry. Also, "The Gates of Memory" is autobiography, though perhaps "memoir" would be the mot juste. Also ,even though the list I provided is merely a sketch, there are four more titles I would be remiss in failing to include:
Martin Chuzzlewit (Dickens; the author's take on contemporary America)
Death Rat! (Michael J. Nelson; a comic novel about an academic writer who gets tired of selling a few hundred copies of meticulously researched books and decides to "sell out" and cash in by writing sensationalist fiction about a giant rat. Hilarious.)
The Other Side of Silence (Ted Albeury; one of the best espionage novels I've ever read, and I like them realistic: this reminds me a little of Eric Ambler -- whom I didn't include since I read all his stuff quite some years ago, but A Coffin For Dimitrios is hard to beat among the Ambler oeuvre...even the worst of Ambler is pretty readable, just stay away from his daffy first novel The Dark Frontier.)
Lapham Rising (Roger Rosenblatt; a comic novel about a guy who loses his career, his wife, then his mind as he becomes obsessed with his rich neighbor's excesses -- including an OUTDOOR air-conditioner for his eight acre estate in the Hamptons; includes a talking, evangelical dog for no apparent reason)
Three Who Made A Revolution (Bertram D. Wolfe; Wolfe brings to life developments in pre-revolutionary Russia, via interlocking biographies of Lenin, Trotsky, and Stalin. Wolfe actually co-founded the Communist Party of the United States in 1919, then left in the late 1920s in a bitter dispute over Stalin's attempts to run the Party from Moscow (which Wolfe opposed). Wolfe initially started a Bukharin oriented (rightist) international opposition faction, but eventually became a dedicated anti-Communist, going to work for the U.S. State Department and Voice of America. With all of his contacts in and out of government, he had access to a great deal of information, and actually met two of the subjects of the book. While detailed, this is the very opposite of dry, academic anti-Communism: he really brings the subject to life in a way that no other author has. It may be propaganda but if so it's of a sophisticated variety, unlike the work of many conservative anti-Communist icons.)
Posted by: Emil Pulsifer | August 28, 2011 at 02:45 PM
Late to the game, but I'm surprised nobody asked if you've had anyone request you sign their Kindle. :-)
Posted by: Mike from Ottawa | September 13, 2011 at 11:26 AM
I honestly believe that people today read more then ever, precisely because of the internet and the possibilities said medium provides. Actually I've read studies that confirm precisely that.
Furthermore, I'm also sure that people write more then ever before, also because of the internet.
This post is one big sign for techno-skepticism that is typical for non-hard-science, non-engineering intellectuals. I dont think that the so called humanities and literature are useless, quite the contrary is the case. But posts like this just make me sad, because as an intellectual, the poster should know better.
Posted by: hans | October 03, 2011 at 01:47 PM
When I was in elementary school, we were taken into the extensive school library and expected to read for one hour every day. That was in the olden days, admittedly. But it did make reading as regular a part of my life as eating. By the way, Jon, The Secret Life of Bees is a very good book, in my humble opinion.
Posted by: Donis Casey | September 08, 2013 at 10:52 AM
Reading died that's why the masses are now indoctrinated by the liberal zeitgeist. They have no other perspective, no views from every time and age. Only the contemporary dominance of the liberal elite, rather libertine elite, stuffing ideas in their brain by bypassing logic through entertainment. One should read Amusing Ourselves to Death by Neil Postman and The Medium is the Message by Marshall Mcluhan, both prophetic conservatives. A liberal culture can only succeed when people have no sense of history, philosophy, theology, geography, basically a broad liberal arts education. Even public discourse is confined to the lowest common denominator. A trash culture has been created which occurs when people have no aspirations beyond the ephemeral.
Posted by: Julian | May 15, 2016 at 01:04 AM
I agree with you. I am 45 and I own most of the books I ever read and re-read many of them like you. The Odyssey and Iliad for just example, and have a decent reference section I believe. I have been told over and over again by friends and those who have happened into my home "Wow, you've got a library". I do not have a library, I could only wish my collection of books could qualify as any kind of library..but I am proud of what I do have.
Anyway, My point in all of this is to say welcome to the club Jon. By and large, no one reads anymore.
Posted by: Scott Ruecker | October 23, 2016 at 03:59 PM
Jon Talton: I remember you from SOSU in Durant. In Dr. O'Reilly's Shakespeare class. I was the brown-haired poor girl who tried to dress "upwardly mobile" (even though starving) and when seeing you in blue jeans & T-shirt, suggested you dress nicer, even though it was clearly a blue jeans & T-shirt kind of college. I am also the "little girl who was sent to prison for shooting her mother." Forgive me if this is a case of mistaken identity, but I believe it is You. You also worked at the Durant newspaper for a while. On this blog, I do notice your mention of the KJV Bible as similar to the Olde English language used in Shakespeare, and this is one of the reasons I enjoyed reading and studying Shakespeare. I had studied the KJV Bible all the way through, each year since age 12. My grandpa had given me a Bible at age 9, it only took 3 years for me to finally start studying it. I did so faithfully until college. Much water has passed under the bridge. I am now living between Tulsa, OK and Joplin, Missouri. My last name has changed, thanks to my first husband, although now divorced. I am happy to see you survived the town of Durant. I had been born in Denison, TX. We had moved to DeSoto, TX 30 miles south of Dallas in my 2nd grade. Then to Minneapolis, MN for 3rd grade. Back to Southern Oklahoma from then on. However, my prior experience of having lived "somewhere ELSE" made me painfully aware of the hypocrisy that permeated Durant's so-called society. Admittedly, to this day, I describe Durant as a "Peyton Place Town, about to turn into an Alfred Hitchcock movie." (or perhaps even worse, but no one really knows everything evil that goes on in that town). I do share you love of reading though. Actually, I have written two books myself (memoirs) entitled DAUGHTER OF MY PEOPLE, and THE JUST SHALL LIVE BY FAITH. There are other books by those same titles, but MINE are the "true stories." While working on a 3rd memoir now (the moral to the story) I am also attending on-line university to earn the Bachelor's degree (at age 60) that they failed to allow me to earn 40 years ago. However, I did take note of your NOVELS, and hope to get my hands on at least two of them, to see how your writing is working out for you. I am so glad to locate your identity, and also to know you are a NOVELIST. Keep up the good work. You are absolutely correct, about so many of your ideas that you have put into perspective. Also I signed up for your blog on my email. Cheers! - Brenda.
Posted by: Brenda Partington | April 22, 2017 at 12:06 PM