Category Archives: Books

Bibliophile’s El Dorado

If you’re into books and you like free things then here are some sites just for you.  And if you’re like my wife Celeste and like nothing more than a good audio book then you’ll really love some of these:

  • Project Gutenberg – This granddaddy of online public domain book repositories now brags over 19,000 titles and all downloads are free.
  • Librivox.org – This site offers public domain audio books, but even better they’ve embraced "Web 2.0" technologies so you can sign up for podcasts.  That’s cool, but even better is that they also offer short fiction, poetry and children’s literature.  They’re looking for volunteer readers so if you’d like to read aloud to a wider audience than your children, or yourself, give ’em a go.
  • TellTaleWeekly.org – Not all the titles on this site are free, but the reason is understandable: they hire professionals to do the readings and emphasize quality.  Once the books have been out a while they are moved to the Spoken Alexandria Project  and are available for free.  Both are housed at Alex Wilson Studios LLC in the great state of NC.
  • University of Pennsylvania’s Free Book Library – Claims to have over 25,000 titles.  Good indexing and updated very regularly.
  • UVa’s E-Text Center – Wow!  Just check it out as there’s too much there for me to describe.  Here’s a link to a page listing bestsellers from 1900-1930.

That ought to keep you busy a while.

For Book Lovers Everywhere

Bookmooch. This might be the most promising online book-swapping idea I’ve seen.  Basically you sign up, let people know which books you’re looking to give away, mail the books and then get points for every book you’ve mailed.  You can use those points to then have someone mail you a book you want. Here’s how the point system is explained.

I haven’t used it yet but I’ll let you know what happens.  If it works this seems to get around the problem of figuring out who pays the freight for shipping items when you’re trading stuff online which has always seemed like a sticking point for me.  Looks pretty cool.

Reading is Weird

There’s an interesting set of statistics on the book industry at the Para Publishing site and as you’d expect some of the prominent bloggers in the publishing industry have picked up on it.  The stats that will horrify people like my Mom are these:

Who is Reading Books (and who is not)

  • One-third of high school graduates never read another book for the rest
    of their lives. Many do not even graduate from high school.
  • 58% of the US adult population never reads another book after high school.
  • 42% of college graduates never read another book.
  • 80% of US families did not buy or read a book last year.
  • 70% of US adults have not been in a bookstore in the last five years.

To be honest I don’t find these surprising.  Growing up I was considered pretty weird by my friends because I enjoyed reading and I learned at an early age to not mention how much I enjoyed a book.  In fact I can’t think of any conversations we had about books, but we talked a lot about sports, music, movies, video games and music videos (those were the early days of MTV).  Now as an adult I notice how few books, outside of coffee table books, I see in other peoples’ homes but how many more music CDs and movie DVDs they own than we do.

My love of reading can be traced to some wisdom that Mom had, namely that any reading was better than no reading so she indulged my early passion for mysteries (Hardy Boys) and adventures (anything besides Hardy Boys).  And of course seeing her read on a daily basis had an influence on me as well.  Carting her boxes of books around every time we moved definitely had an effect on my back.

Celeste and I are both avid readers and it has had an effect on our kids, most notably our youngest.  He earned more Advanced Reader points than any other child in the fourth grade at Lewisville Elementary and I think there was only one kid in the entire school with more points and he didn’t consider it work.  He did it for fun. Our older kids also read, albeit not as much as the youngest and I think it has definitely helped them in their ability to communicate in writing.  My feeling is that they’ll have to "work" on their writing much less than their peers in the coming years.

Now book reading is not the only form of reading out there and I can think of several people who would never read a book who read voraciously online.  My theory is that reading online is done in small, easily digestible chunks so it doesn’t feel like "reading" to them.  It isn’t "boring" and each individual piece isn’t time consuming, although if taken in the aggregate I think most people would be surprised how much time they spend reading online.

What’s going to be interesting to watch is what happens over the next 10-20 years.  As online video and audio become more common will reading and writing fade into the background?  Or is there something unique in how our brains process the written word that will keep it at the forefront of information sharing?  And will there still be a place for books in all this?  Personally I think so since books provide a time-tested vehicle for sharing large chunks of information and I think there will always be a segment of the population who will enjoy the long narrative of a novel, but I fear it could become a group as small as those who still enjoy chamber music.

Cool Story from the Long Tail

There’s a new book out that I’m dying to read called "The Long Tail" (I won’t bore you with the details here) and it is written by a guy named Chris Anderson who has a blog by the same name.  It ends up that in the early 80s he was in a punk band in DC and he has a great story about how his band ended up in a kind of "battle of the bands" against REM at the 9:30 Club in 1982.  The 9:30 Club was easily the best place to see live music in DC for years (I have no idea what’s going on in DC these days) and REM has always been one of my favorite bands so this story hit home with me.

Short Stories are Back

When I was in college I discovered that I really liked the short story.  As an English Lit major I spent a lot of time reading short stories and in my required English Composition courses I ended up writing a few as well.

Quick aside: If I ever find it I’ll post a story I wrote that was supposed to be a take off of James Thurber’s  The Secret Life of J. Walter Mitty. It involved sex and an alien and it got me an “A”.  It also taught me a lesson; I wrote it for a class that had about thirty women and two men and a middle-aged woman professor.  The professor made me read it aloud to the class and let’s just say it got me noticed.  That’s when I learned what “misogynist” meant. What the hell…I was 19 years old!

Anyway, after college I largely forgot about short stories so I’m kind of excited about Amazon’s new offering where you can buy individual short stories for 49 cents each.  Way cool! One of the things that turned me off about short stories was that you generally had to buy a “collected” short stories book to get them, or subscribe to the New Yorker or Atlantic Monthly.  Now I can get my stories without going high-brow which is key since I’m a definitively low-brow to middle-brow guy.

Old Is Relative Until You Are, Old That Is

A couple of recent events have made me realize how old I’m getting and how un-hip or un-cool I’ve become.

I’m trying to get back into tennis after a bid of a break over the last couple of years.  I entered a tennis ladder and I’ve now played four guys.  The oldest was 70 and I would have sworn he was 58, tops.  Then he told me that if we got to a third set I’d have to be responsible for the score because he’d be tired and hi memory would go kaploot.  When I realized he wasn’t joking it hit me that he really was 70 and I was feeling a litle whipper-snapperish.  It didn’t last long.

I played the youngest yesterday; his mom had to give him a ride to the court because he’s not old enough to drive.  It hit me that he’s only two years older than my son.  I told him that if we played a third set he might have to keep score and/or carry me off the court, but he didn’t get it.

He was a bit shy so during changeovers I’d try to get him to talk.  I finally succeeded when I asked him if he’d gone to a Green Day concert (he had on a concert T) and he said, "Uh, yeah."  I mentioned that I’d seen a tape of a live show they’d done in a bar and the bass player broke his nose (hit himself with the bass while he was jumping around) and kept on playing.  He asked when it had happened I said some time in their early days and he said, I quote: "Wow, that was like way back in the 80s wasn’t it?"  It occured to me that he wasn’t alive in the 80s.  Sheesh.  And he beat me.  Crap.

So that was one event.  Another was when I started thinking about my cool-quotient in terms of technology.  I always thought of myself as being slightly ahead of the curve…I mean hey, I blog.  But then I realized that I’ve never:

  • Edited video on my computer.
  • Put together a playlist for an MP3 player, much less carried an Ipod.
  • Played a video game online.
  • Played a video game on my kids’ Xbox.
  • Gone to a tech convention.
  • Sat in a navel-gazing seminar on "new" media.

So I’m decidedly un-cutting edge and I’m actually quite comfortable with it.  That must mean I’m getting older.  Other signs include:

  • Bathing suit models are beginning to make me uncomfortable because they aren’t a whole hell of a lot older than my daughter.  The term "dirty old man" permeates my brain.
  • Ear hair.
  • Nose hair.
  • Beginning to not care that when I take off my shirt the term "Austin Powers" pops into everyones head.  My cousin, Jeff, didn’t stop at thinking it.  He blurted out, "Damn, Jon, you’ve got the Austin Powers rug thing going on."  Used to care, now not so much.
  • Beginning not to care that my hairline looks like a satellite image of Brazil’s coastline.
  • I’m making fun of pop culture.  A lot.
  • I hate American Idol with a depth of passion that I used to reserve for sanctimonious a-holes.

You get the idea. The bad news is I’m not even 40 for another four months, which means I need to get a grip, or at least a little perspective.  Anyone know an octogenarian up for some tennis?

My Already Scattered Brain is in Trouble

I’m a voracious reader and it takes all my self-discipline to get real work done on any given day.  That’s why a new site I found through bookofjoe is so scary to me.

It is Uchronia.net and as the site describes it this is "an annotated bibliography of over 2600 novels, stories, essays and
other printed material involving the "what ifs" of history. The genre
has a variety of names, but it’s best known as alternate history."

I love alternate history but have never really been good at finding books/stories/etc. in that genre.  I’m in trouble now.