The Cathedral


It was a bit of a slog, but I finally finished The Cathedral by J.K. Huysmans.

Unlike the works from his Decadent period, namely Against the Grain and The Damned, The Cathedral lacks that tasty frisson of sex and evil. It actually continues the story of Huysmans stand-in, Durtal, that was begun in The Damned. If you think of the four Durtal novels as a tetralogy, than The Cathedral is the third novel in the series.

Durtal is a writer of modest success but good connections who, in The Damned embarks on an affair with an upper class woman and the two of them explore the world of satanism and Black Masses.

Apparently, the second book, En Route, features a re-conversion by Durtal to Roman Catholicism. The Cathedral finds him living in Chartres, beneath the shadow of the great Cathedral, Notre Dame de Chartres.

The novel lacks much resembling a traditional plot. Mostly, it is a series of conversations between Durtal and himself and Durtal one or both of a pair of priests on Catholic symbolism, particularly the symbolism of the art, statuary, and architecture of the titular cathedral.

The long, constant discussions of odors, animals, gems, etc. and how they relate to particular saints, angels, and virtues can get tiring. There’s even a discussion of how to plant a garden to symbolize various attributes of the Virgin, Christ, and saints and apostles.

But beneath all that is an interesting story.

Durtal is bitter and restless and can only truly see meaning in art and literature and a particularly medieval style of Catholic worship. For all his efforts to be holy, everything is through this filter that stands between him and world. It should be noted that Chartres, cathedral aside, is depicted as a gray, lifeless, industrial town. Durtal seems to enjoy the self flagellation that living in such a lonely, culture-free locale entails for a man of art and learning.

It should be noted that the book ends with Durtal traveling with one of the priests to a convent and adjoining monastery where Durtal retires in the fourth book.

The Cathedral was actually one of the first books I purchased for my nook.

Tuesday Morning Staff Meeting – Amazon Is Coming For Your Children


“We’re in Amazon’s sights and they’re going to kill us.”

Will the Kindle wreck book markets overseas?

Overseas bookstores try to adjust.

Indie bookstores should stop trying to compete with Amazon (but no one is saying they should quit).

Trying to physically measure the humors of love & sex and thinking one had succeeded (but actually being a little crazy).

Parking tickets are almost as bad in Los Angeles as they are in DC.

Do we want to be punished?

Kingdom Animalia Nominated for NBCC Award


A book recently read and an author who recently read from it at the Folger’s poetry series has been nominated for a National Book Critics Circle Award –  Kingdom Animalia by Aracelis Girmay.

I count myself pleased by the choice for the nomination.

Weekend Reading – Creativity, Science


Why I am so eccentric.

Outside physicists.

Cicero


I enjoy undersized old books. Hardbacks slightly larger than a trade paperback. That kind of thing.

One of them is a copy of Cicero. In this translation, it is called The Offices, though it is more often called On Duties. This one is a particularly fortunate copy. Partly because the introduction is by the Romantic writer Thomas De Quincey, who famously wrote Confessions of an English Opium Eater (in the old days before the internet, I searched for months for a copy before finding a big old folio style one).

Secondly, within it was a small picture, like a school picture, on page 125. The young man, comicly identified as ‘PUBLIC ENEMY #1’ looks like an ordinary, handsome young man from the fifties (this edition was printed in 1949). The book is inscribed with the name ‘Katherine Laule’ (in truth, I am unsure about the last name). Was this young man her boyfriend? Her brother?

Review: Trading In Danger


I just finished Elizabeth Moon’s Trading in Danger, which I bought mainly because I picked up Victory Conditions back when the Borders in Columbia, Maryland (where my better half used to drag me while she shopped at Jo-Ann Fabrics) was liquidating.

Victory Conditions didn’t necessarily seem, at first glance, like a sequel, much less the fifth in a series (which it is). After purchasing it, I settled down to make sure I wasn’t jumping ahead and found out that, yes, I would be, should I read it.

Eventually I got around to finding a copy of the first book in the Vatta’s War series, Trading in Danger.

Moon is known for writing ‘military sci fi,’ which, so far as I can tell, is just space opera, though with lots of space battles.

But space opera was exactly what I was looking for. Trading in Danger makes the necessary effort to be either scientifically accurate or at least somewhat realistic in its speculation, but unlike ‘hard’ science fiction, it, like most space opera, is not interested in exploring the scientific and cultural implications of a particular scientific speculation. Arthur C. Clarke tends to write ‘hard’ science fiction, taking a particular conceit and going from there, but with the story primarily focused on that conceit.

Space opera generally just wants to write a cowboys & Indians Saturday pre-movie serial (my parents told me about these), but in space and with laser guns.

I’m okay with this. After all, Star Wars was space opera (George Lucas really didn’t give a flying frog about the societal implications of the first hyperdrive, alien contact, or telekinetic powers, but he cared a lot about fights with laser swords) and Star Wars is one of the great achievements of humankind (for all you children out there, when a grown up says ‘Star Wars‘ he or she means what you call ‘Espisode IV‘ but that’s all wrong and don’t give me that garbage about it being in the credits, I was alive and going to movies in 1977 you were a gleam in the eye of someone too young to even know what sex was, so back off).

You don’t really get to know any of the characters except for the main character, Kylara ‘Ky’ Vatta, but she seems surprisingly well rounded. I couldn’t tell you what made her well rounded, but reading it, I always felt her to be a real, realistic person. That may not sound like much, but a lot of genre fiction features characters who are an unrealistic collection of traits and quirks. Even when she displays that certain hyper-competency endemic of heroes in thrillers, fantasy, sci fi, etc., it somehow manages not to feel strained, as it so often can.

The ‘world’ itself is reasonably interesting. No aliens, just humans. And no galaxy spanning governments either, just independent planets. The only ‘galaxy spanning’ entities are corporate, including banks and the monopoly that controls interstellar communication. Certainly, a set up with a good deal of potential in the follow ups, which I will be reading, though I don’t feel absolutely driven to read them right now.

The story itself is ‘complete,’ i.e., there are no cliffhangers. That said, it was clearly intended to be part of a series. The story of Trading in Danger is hardly epic enough for a standalone novel (though it would do for a short story – not to give the impression that the book feels like a short story drawn out to novelistic lengths, because that is not at all the case), so most readers would guess that the author intended to write a follow up.

So, interesting, well done genre fiction. Fast paced read. Want to read more, but necessarily right now (I mean, I would if the sequel were in front of me, but it’s not and there other books in the queue right now).

Saint Anthony


Today is the feast day of Saint Anthony, also known as Anthony the Great (partly to distinguish him from a later but still popular saint also named Anthony who was a Franciscan brother).

He was, perhaps, the quintessential desert father – the church figures of the Patristic period who went into the desert and became hermits and whose example laid the foundation for the church’s monastic tradition.

While much of what we know about him comes from Athanasius’ Life of Anthony the dedicated reader might find the thoughts of that syphilitic genius, Gustave Flaubert, more interesting and instead chose to read The Temptation of Saint Anthony. Be warned however, if all you have read is Madame Bovary, know that Flaubert is a weird dude.

Tuesday Morning Staff Meeting – Gertrude Stein


The Tournament of Books is about to begin!

How the world is changing for historians.

The art collecting of Gertrude and Leo Stein.

Stein stuff in DC.

Monday Morning Staff Meeting – Emily Dickinson


Emily Dickinson’s letters at Poets House.

Weekend Reading – The Sunday Book Section


The Year in Reading Poetry, courtesy of the New Yorker.

The Nation reviews poets in the context of systems theory.

A review of The Fossil Chronicles.

Interview with conceptual poet Kenneth Goldsmith.

A book about a guy who wrote a book about Hitler who later screwed up on some Hitler stuff (but not in a pro-Nazi kind of way).

Acedia and the noon time demon.

God wanted. Must be atheist friendly.