Friday, December 7, 2012

Book Review



Disclaimer:  If you ever plan on reading In One Person, by John Irving, then I absolutely insist that you don’t read this posting, there will be spoilers!  And if the idea of reading a book about gay people scares the you know what out of you, then I invite you to keep reading (hopefully with an open heart and mind)!

I read a book by John Irving last year called, A Widow for One Year and I was instantly a fan.  I had also seen The Cider House Rules in theaters over a decade ago and had fallen in love with that story.  So needless to say, I knew when I read that book last year that I was not done with John Irving.  So imagine my surprise when I accompanied a co-worker to the library on campus only for her to show me her little secret:  The library actually has new release books, and most the time you can find what you are looking for because the students are too busy checking out books needed for academic purposes rather than leisurely reading.  So as I spun the new release rack around and saw the new John Irving book, I couldn’t resist!  I knew any public library would have a wait and I needed to line something up in case I ever finished that beast known as Les Miserables (I did and it was amazing).  But this is not a review of that book, for while Les Mis made a socioeconomic statement for its time, I believe John Irving’s book has the capability to leave a powerful resounding statement about the times in which we live and about an “issue” that even played a role in our last political election.

Irving’s book follows a boy (William, Bill, Billy) from his developmental years all the way through to his employment later in life at the Academy that we saw him attend as a young boy.  The boy is the narrator, and he is telling the story from his later years.  We also know that the boy becomes a writer.  We learn early on in the book that the boy feels as though he has a habit of developing crushes “on the wrong people”.  It doesn’t take long for us to learn that the boy is bi-sexual.  I knew this would be a book that would challenge me, I’m a very liberal person, but that said I have always had a hard time understanding cross dressers and transgender people and this book delves right into those topics.  I would never say that I wish any ill-will towards people that cross dress or switch sexes (obviously), I just haven’t been exposed to that culture and it leaves me feeling ignorant.  So, that said, I knew this book was going to be unlike anything I ever encountered.

In the boy’s hometown in Vermont, there are so many characters!  The way the story is written I couldn’t help but try to guess at who was gay?  Who was bi?  Who was a woman that used to be a man?  Or still has man parts but wants to be perceived and treated like a woman?  At one point, I declared to my good friend and neighbor, “I think everyone in this book is gay!”  What is the author trying to do?

I kept with it though, and I’m glad I did; because midway through I came to a chapter where the boy’s first love interest (the town librarian who is a transsexual and much older) teaches the boy a wrestling move.

“'You will one day be bullied, William,’ Miss Frost said… ‘You’re going to get pushed around, sooner or later…’” She explains to him about the cruelty that people will undoubtedly show to him at one point in his life and she teaches him a wrestling move that will hopefully be enough to fight off his opponent for a moment, if only to give him enough time to run.  In the gym watching this lesson between the teenager and his older love interest are the boy’s step-father, uncle, grandfather, his best friend (Elaine), and the wrestling coach.  While the book has its fair share of people who are upset with William because of who he is, these people (in the gym) seem to accept him and understand that Miss Frost is teaching him a lesson that might one day save his life.  Any reader of this book is also in the gym getting to see this scene unfold, and much like William’s community in the bleachers I found myself wondering as I always have before:  Why would someone want to hurt someone because of their sexual orientation?  Why are there people that are so cruel?  And it’s at this point that I realized: it no longer mattered that half the town seemed gay what mattered is that I had gotten to know these characters and had extreme amounts of compassion for their story and who they innately are.

As I continued reading I noticed that the next half of the book shifted drastically—whereas the first half seemed so sexually promiscuous, the last half was devastating—The 80’s came and with it the AIDS epidemic.  We watch as characters from William’s life pass away and we worry that he might someday die of the same thing or of a hate crime.

While we don’t ever know how William’s life ends we do get to see a lot of things come to fruition.  When a son of someone from William’s past shows up to confront him about his sexually perverse novels and how unnatural they are and how unfair it is that he fills these books with a bunch of sexually confused people only to have the readers find compassion for the characters along the way---

And it clicks!  John Irving is a genius!  He takes us as readers on that exact journey!!!  And just when I think: it is 2012, I have friends that are gay and I am liberal; I realized that I still rode the roller coaster of acceptance that John Irving so masterfully set up in what is sure to be another bestseller.

Well done!

Thursday, December 6, 2012

Secret to Contentment






Recently, I was thumbing through an old moleskine notebook that I used to carry around in my bag.  I used it mostly as a gratitude journal because for a while there it was hard for me to find things I was grateful for.  I thought about starting that exercise again, and realized that I am beyond that, I could think of a million and one things to be grateful for in my life at this moment.  But every now and then on a page in the little journal there were random scribbles of things that I wanted to remember but clearly had nothing else available to write them down on except my gratitude journal.

One of the things that I wrote was interesting because it is dated 5/15 but I honestly don't know if it was 2011 or 2012.  It is the last thing that I wrote in this notebook, and here is what it says:

5/15- What would you say is the secret of contentment?
-getting rid of cravings & wants that you can't have
-aligning my will to God's will

The last part leads me to think that it must have been May 15th, 2011 which was a Sunday and I must have been at church.  I don't really know if I have or ever really will know what that last part looks like, but I do know that something must have stuck as far as that first part goes... 

Because...I really feel content lately.  I feel it's a combination of things:  living a lifestyle that is more economically aligned with my income, separating myself from people, places, and things that bring negativity into my life, and enjoying the things that I have rather than wanting for more.

Five years ago, I could blow through money (and credit) faster than anyone I know (which is why I am paying the price now).  But now, I can honestly say that there is nothing that I want for.  Books?  Nah, I can check them out at the library!  I used to believe that getting them at the library would be so difficult because you'd have to be on a dreaded wait list.  "It's new, and it's the thing all the book nerds are talking about right now--- I must have it!!!"  I can just hear the old me now!  Yeah right!  I don't know how many "New Releases" are sitting on my "haven't read... yet" shelf because I bought them and then never got around to reading them.  So instead I'm reading some of those books, I'm signing up for some of those wait lists... and they are still coming in faster than I can read them!

I also notice now how appreciative I am of things when I do get them.  Recently a friend and I went to go see a movie in the $2.00 theater and it was such a great day!  Also, my sister gave me some coupons for a bunch of free food at the grocery market and I shared that free pizza with friends while we watched the classic, "To Kill a Mockingbird".  It was a cozy night!  The best though, is my mom surprised me by buying me a sweater that I just adore!  If it had been the old me (that consumed every material item I ever wanted that I came across in person or online), I would have already owned it and it wouldn't have meant as much. 

Now a lot of these changes had to come about out of necessity.  I just simply can't afford to go out and drink every weekend, or buy every book that I want to read, or shop for new clothes when my old ones are falling apart... you get the drift.  BUT, I have finally gotten to a place where I can honestly say that I have embraced my new lifestyle and if I'm ever lucky enough to make more money there are definitely some old habits that won't be making any re-appearance.  Sure... I would like to always have a bottle of wine on stand by in my what is now empty wine rack, and I'd like to have a savings account that I could draw from when things go wrong with my car.  But, I think if I had money I would rather spend it on seeing the world rather than "stuff".  I just don't crave stuff anymore.  In other words I'm interested in accumulating experiences rather than belongings.

And I'm learning to not want things that I can't have, and by this I mean...I'm learning to accept where I am right now in this moment and to not want to have my life be the way it used to be and I'm not wigging out that it isn't the way I want it to be in the future.  Standing still in this moment and being grateful for the things I have has been one of the hardest lessons for me to learn, but I finally feel as though I'm mastering it.  I used to feel that being content where I was would lead to me not having any goals or striving to be any better, I know now that these two are not intrinsic.  I can be grateful and content and I can still have goals; my goals just don't need to make me miserable in the meantime.  So what's on the menu for today-  A big bowl of angst, or a party platter of contentment???  "I'll take the contentment, please!"