Puzzled

During the pandemic I was one of many people who (re)discovered the joys of doing jig-saw puzzles.
Some friends and family members had picked up on this too, which was great because it meant we could do puzzle swaps and didn’t have to spend inordinate amounts of money on pieces of carton with pictures glued to them.
Lockdowns came and went and life has returend to “normal”. I still enjoy puzzling, although it now takes me much longer to finish one because there’s so much life happening. Good thing I have a puzzle plate that allows me to shove the unfinished work under the sofa so it doesn’t get in the way and is easy to pick up again.
I like puzzling because it takes me away from a screen and I can listen to a podcast or just music.
Most of all I like doing a puzzle with other people, chatting and drinking while sticking pieces together.
The 1000 pieces jigsaws are my go-to, and the topics are mostly book-related: bookshop interiors, bookshop exteriors, bookshelves, book covers and libraries.
My second-favourite category is Christmas related, with Christmas shops, Christmas markets and decorations.
I’ve got quite the collection of puzzles by now. Maybe I should start cataloguing them…

The city

The bookworm side of me has been plenty on display by now but the city side is long overdue a telling.
Hear me tell.
The city I call home is Rotterdam, which gets its name from the dam that was built in the river Rotte back in 1270. Sometimes it really is that simple.
The area had been lived in for a couple of hundred years already but people got tired of getting their clogs stuck in the mud, and the dam was the first start of regulating water levels.
Water regulation is still happening today because 90% of the city is lying below sea level and it requires a lot of dams, sluices, dikes and tanks to make sure we all stay dry.
The city is something entirely different from other cities in the country: no pretty leafy canals lined with gabled houses in the city center here. No cobblestoned squares and no picturesque drawbridges either. Rotterdam used to have all that as well, but most of it got destroyed during WWII.
This meant there was a lot of rebuilding to be done and it was done in an efficient, modern way.
But, you can get all that from a guidebook or a wikipage.
What really makes this city, is that the vibe is no-nonsense with a can-do attitude: we push up our sleeves, dig in and get things done.
Rotterdammers tell it like it is, and don’t have patience for blowing smoke or bullsh*t.
Anybody can be anything here, but please, don’t be cocky about it and just be.
If you’re waiting for a door to open that’s not an automatic, you won’t be told to “push”, but to “push, princess”. If you can’t laugh about that, this city isn’t for you.
(It’s not done to be rude, hurtful or offending: it’s done to remind you that you shouldn’t expect things to happen if you don’t put in the effort.)
Showing off is not appreciated and expensively designed buildings, streets and art get mocked with alternative names.
Years ago, there was a lot to do about the expensive purchase of the Santa Claus statue. It was promptly hidden away in a museum courtyard where it was ridiculed and renamed Kabouter (gnome) Buttplug.
It gave the statue cult status and after a while it was decided that it deserved a more visible, prominent spot. It’s now standing proud in the city center where it’s become a true landmark and hardly anybody remembers its original name.
I’ve lived in different parts of this city and enjoyed them all, especially the city center. While living there was amazing, I could only afford to do so with roommates and tired of that concept, I eventually found a spot in the more affordable southern part of town.
The south is the most no-nonsense part of a no-nonsense city and being a no-nonsense kind of gal, that suits me perfectly.
Other parts of town are only a short walk, bike ride or metro ride away anyway, because distance here is all relative.
Like any big city, this one has its air share of problems (criminal activity, housing crisis and pollution just to name a few), but I’ve never felt unsafe, threatened or scared: I can travel alone on public transport or bike home on my own, at any time of day or night.
To be able to bike home after a night out is something I took for granted until living abroad for a while. Now, it’s something I cherish deeply.

Librarians attending the IFLA WLIC conference this summer, will get a chance to discover the city, and some of the amazing libraries in the area (and beyond). If you’re one of them and want a guided tour by a fellow librarian/reader/nerd, feel free to reach out.

Reading challenge 2023 – No. 18

No. 18 – A book with snow on the cover

The Wish / Nicholas Sparks

The Wish / Nicholas Sparks

Years ago someone tried to shame me for not having read a Nicholas Sparks book. Needless to say, that did not make me run to the library/bookshop for one of his titles any faster.
(Don’t worry, this was a complete stranger and not someone I had to cut out of my life.)
Then during last year’s Christmas break, I treated myself to a trip to the bookshop and ended up at the register with a copy of The Wish. It had a cozy cover with snow which I was in the mood for, and I figured it was about time that I give this author a try after all.
However, the book ended up on my TBR pile and it wasn’t until this weekend, on the hottest days of the year so far, that I picked it up. You can never predict when the mood strikes you.
By the time I finished the book I had half-melted. Unfortunately that wasn’t because of the story, but purely due to the heat.

I’ll try not to give away more than what it says on the preamble on the cover while expressing my reading experience.

This book is a tearjerker with frosting for extra sweetness on top.
It’s set during Christmas time and the main character is Maggie, a successful photographer who shot to fame due to social media.
The gallery she co-owns gets visited by fans who hope to catch a glimpse of her.  
Maggie got pregnant at sixteen and was made to sit out the pregnancy, waiting for the baby to be born so it could be adopted. She does this far away from home, on an island off the North Carolina coast.
There she meets Bryce, who at eighteen is basically superman: he’s cute, non-judgmental, patient, smart, sweet and caring. He helps out anyone; from his mother, to his fisherman grandfather and the ladies running a diner in the only town on the island. He also helps homeschooling Maggie, and he received recommendations from multiple Senators for his West Point application. Oh, and he trains aid dogs.

Over the course of a few days Maggie tells the story of how she and Bryce fell in love during those six months way back when.
She is talking to the gallery’s new sales assistant whom we get to know little about expect that he is very much in love with his girlfriend and can skate really well.

I don’t mind an emotional punch or two and have sobbed over books many a time, but this felt a bit like an attempt to cram as much emotional stuff in there as possible: Adoption. YA angst. Lost loves. Other stuff. Christmas time.
Subtle it is not. As a result nothing of the story came as a surprise to me and it left me with an “is this it?” feeling.
Maybe my expectations were too high after all the praise from friends who read the other books.
Maybe these books just aren’t for me.
Based on this title, I’m not in a rush to try more.

Banned books

I’ve been thinking about banned books a lot recently.
It’s an item on my reading challenge which in recent days became a hot news topic (again), and to be honest, the concept about banning books is just beyond me and it had me in a bit of tailspin.

I did a deep dive on the subject which left me feeling slightly depressed and very angry.
Libraries here are allowed to, and can without fear, have any title on their shelves. I cannot imagine having it any other way.
Pupils can read anything in schools.
Bookshops can sell almost any title.
That last one is an almost, because we do have one banned book here: Adolf Hitler’s Mein Kampf.
This ban is an official one, making it illegal to sell and publish the book, which can lead to hefty fines.
However, libraries are allowed to have it in their collection as they don’t sell/publish, and in 2014 an antiquarian in Amsterdam who was sued and fined for having a copy in the shop window, fought his case in court and had the charges dismissed.
(For curious minds: due to its publication date the book was considered to be in line with everything else on sale. There was no proven intend to discriminate and because the book is available in libraries and online as well, the judge ruled in favour of the shop owner. It was also noted that all cases would not, from now on, automatically be waved in favour of booksellers; each case will be weighed carefully still.)

Although the ban is understandable with the darkness and devastation of what it caused still so close and tangible when it was imposed, I think a review is overdue: we’re living in different times now and in fact, so much time has passed that the copyright of the original work has expired.
And almost as soon as that happened, new editions were published: after an updated edition was released in Germany in 2016, a Dutch language update was released two years later.
The ban does not apply to these works because these editions include historic context and were published with academic “feedback” to the original text.
The new editions also lack the creepy cover art of the originals, and are just solid grey with a title and author mentioned.
The new releases proved no rise in the number of antisemitic, fascist or racist incidents, taking away the main arguments for the ban.
So what use does the ban still have?

In my idea of a perfect world there would not be a single banned book, no matter how controversial the contents of the work.
Because banning books is more scary than whatever can be written in it.
Because someone deciding what you can or cannot read, is oppression.

Banning books doesn’t stop violence. It doesn’t stop racism.
It doesn’t stop people from coming out as part of the LGBTQIA+ community.
It doesn’t stop people from using drugs or having sex.

Banning books does stop people from getting smarter.
It does stop discussions and growth.
It does limit freedom of expression.
It does feed bigotry, fear, narrow-mindedness.

I went to the library and checked out the 2018 edition of Mijn Strijd – Mein Kampf. I haven’t found the courage to get started yet, but I will. Just because I can.

Bliss list

To counter the Bitch & Moan list, I thought about the unexpected stuff that makes me super happy.
It’s my Bliss List:

  • Opening a book and discovering that the chapters have titles.
  • Finding money in a purse or jacket pocket. It’s like winning the lottery, even though it was my own money in the first place.
  • Turning on the radio to an all-time favorite song.
  • Spotting someone reading a book I really like. It feels like we could become instant friends but I never dare to interrupt their reading time.
  • Thinking I missed the train or bus only to find out it had a slight delay and still being able to hop on.
  • Spotting a new stem or flower on one of my plants. Makes me feel like a proud plant mama and a personal thank-you for caring.
  • Doing a puzzle in pen and not having to cross anything out.

What makes a bookworm

How does one become a bookworm? This is my story.

The first books I remember being read, are the Miffy books. We had several of them and my mom knew them by heart and would tell them while cooking and doing the dishes. My siblings and I would sit at the kitchen table and got to turn the pages ourselves when she told us to.
Then: Nobody’s Boy (more recently translated as Alone in the World) by Hector Malot.
I was seven and remember it so vividly. It was the first time a story broke my heart. We were all bawling. Because of the story itself but also because our mom told it so beautifully (which, she likes to remind us, we complimented her about in-between sobs).
It was that experience that made me realize there was magic to be found in books. The trip to the library became a weekly delight.
Roald Dahl, Enid Blyton, Astrid Lindgren, Thea Beckman.
Donald Duck, Tintin, Asterix, Lucky Luke and Michel Vaillant comic books.
I still re-read them every now and then because they were so good.

I wasn’t a bookworm in the sense that I was only ever reading: none of my friends were big readers so we never read on playdates or sleepovers, and we never talked about what we read. Instead, we ran around outside, played games, and hosted dance shows.
I was also busy with sports and music lessons, and as soon as I was allowed to, had a paper route that took up a lot of time.
Reading was limited to the backseat of the car during summer vacations, and in bed.
I read way past my bedtime. Whenever my mom spotted the light on late despite earlier warnings, she would come in and unscrew the lightbulb, forcing me to stop.
Then, in school, the best thing ever happened: reading! For homework! Exams about books!
While my classmates moaned and dragged their feet, I happily skipped to the library to pick up George Orwell, Daphne du Maurier and Charlotte Bronte.
Getting to discuss these; thinking about structure, symbolism and language. I loved every minute of it.
During college I kept on reading, putting aside study books and using novels as a reward / distraction / palate cleanser.
Freshly graduated I went to live in Ireland, where I didn’t have a library card but discovered second-hand bookshops to feed my need to read within budget.
Being stuck on busses during rush hour in Dublin, got me into the habit of always carrying a book in my bag. Commuting turned into reading time.
Moving back to the NL, I remained a book-buyer until I ran out of space and money.
(Buying books is an expensive hobby which is why 95% of my collection is paperback.)
So, I became a library card owner once again and have since enjoyed the heck out of that, all the more so, since two years ago a library branch opened about 500 steps from my front door. Good times.
I try to limit my book buying to vacations (I don’t want to risk losing a library book while travelling!) or special occasions (a Christmas present to myself!), and that’s helped a lot. One year I managed not to buy any books at all.
I was so proud of my restraint, that I rewarded myself with a trip to my favourite bookshop…

I still always carry a book with me wherever I go. And if a book is almost finished, I make sure to bring a backup.
I still tend to read past my bedtime.
I love talking about books so much, I’m even writing about it.
I now have a lot of reader-friends to discuss and exchange books with.

Am I a bookworm or did books worm their way into my heart? I think the latter caused the former.
Books should come with a warning sticker. Highly addictive. Will open your eyes and your mind and might break your heart.

Reading challenge 2023 – No. 8

No. 8 – A book with a one-word title

Booth / Karen Joy Fowler

The family history of John Wilkes Booth. The name doesn’t necessarily ring bells for many people in the NL, which I’m guessing is why the publisher made sure to add a blurb on the cover that mentions him as Lincoln’s killer.

The book caught my eye a while ago thanks to its gorgeous cover, but I feared it would be a difficult read.
Then recently, I passed the book in the library again and picked it up after all. And I’m glad I did, because it was an easier read than I had anticipated and I learned a lot.

Booth / Karen Joy Fowler

Aside: I read in both English and Dutch, depending on availability / price of a book. I read Booth in Dutch; the title wasn’t changed in translation.

The family history is told from the perspective of Booth’s siblings and is fiction based on facts.
Every now and then Lincoln’s story seeps through as well, interwoven to remind the reader where he stood at the same time: there are quotes from letters and speeches, and passages telling about his personal life.
The Booth family history is dramatic with infant deaths, bigamy, money problems and alcohol abuse.
What makes them stand out from the average family at the time though, is the fact that they are famous and a lot gets written about them in newspapers.
Their father is an actor and all the children can recite Shakespeare. They all play-act in their younger years although it is only the boys that are allowed to dream of, and eventually chase, acting careers themselves.
The family income is depending on the jobs the acting members of the family can get, and good times are inevitably followed by bad times.
The siblings have very different personalities which causes tension and difficulties, but they do (almost) all stick together throughout the years.
The chapters are told from their different perspectives, although some siblings have a bigger, clearer, voice than others. The author explains in her notes, that this is due to the simple fact that some had more known about them.

The topics of politics and slavery are an aside to the story, they’re something that happens in the background, and doesn’t seem to be of much interest to the family. It must have been all the more shocking to have their son and brother do what he did.

I’m guessing this book would read differently if you are American or know more about the American Civil War. For me, a lot of it was new information (the treaties, politicians involved and incidents that preluded the war), but this is because my knowledge of John Wilkes Booth comes mostly from the tv show Timeless (loved that show) where they had an episode about Lincoln’s murder.

Bitch & Moan

Friends and I were talking about pet peeves recently and we decided to write ours down, rationalizing that visualizing things, would make them less important/annoying/a Thing. (I think that’s what it was: it happened in a bar and we’d had a drink or two by this point.)
As we started to write on the backs of our coasters, we landed on a big discussion on what is the difference between a pet peeve and an annoyance. So, I called my list what it truly is: Bitch & Moan (would also make an excellent stage name for a duo).
On my list:

  • Ordering a book online and having it delivered with a different cover than the web shop had pictured. (We’re not supposed to judge books by their covers, but is there anything worse than the cover of the movie adaptation?)
  • Wrongful use of literally. I wish I wasn’t one of these people, but honestly, hearing it used the wrong way, hits my ears like nails on a chalkboard.
  • People making (video) calls on speaker phone. Whyyyy.
  • People checking their phone while we’re talking. So rude.
  • Men ordering my food or drink. I’m not a child. I can make my own decisions.
    (this only happened once, but it was one time too many and immediately earned itself a spot on this list)
  • People being snobs. Whatever it’s about. Don’t act like a d*ck.
  • People being fake. Just, no.
  • Guilty pleasures. Why should we feel ashamed of something we enjoy? I don’t care to admit that I enjoy romance novels, eating ice cream and listening to 90’s boybands.

Anybody else have a list? Does writing things down actually make them less annoying?

Reading challenge 2023 – No. 25

No. 25 – A book set in a country I’ve visited

The Librarian Spy / Madeline Martin
isbn 978-1-335-42691-8

In all honesty, this book was mainly purchased based on the title.
Finally, I thought, someone realized that the perfect spies are hidden in plain sight: librarians.
As a species, we generally know a lot of stuff because either we’ve read about it, or questions from patrons had us perform deep-dives into subjects. The job has us improvising basically all the time, and we’re great judges of character thanks to the sixth sense that tells us which patron or supplier is going to be trouble.
And, of course, we can sneak around quietly.

Why the book matches the challenge: it’s set in Portugal and France and I’ve been to both, so it’s kind of a two-for-one.
For some reason the Portugal part stands out more in my memory, and that’s nothing to do with the story, but mostly because I couldn’t remember reading a book that’s set in Portugal ever before. Books set in France, I’ve read a lot of those, making that country/setting stand out less.
Onto the story.

Ava works at the Library of Congress and gets recruited by the US military for a mission that involves gathering intelligence abroad. She’s brought to Lisbon, Portugal.
Lisbon is well-described as a hub for refugees and intelligence alike: a hotbed for intrigue.
Arriving from a safe and relatively quiet United States, Ava is appalled at the sight of the many refugees that have gathered in Lisbon, their living circumstances and the stress they experience, trying to secure passage to safer locations.
She’s also shocked to find out that in a neutral country, there’s no rationing and everything from food to clothes and makeup, is available as long as you have the money to buy: people who can afford it, party, eat and drink without holding back.
Only hours into her first day in Lisbon, Ava is swept up in the intelligence game and finds herself starting to get paranoid about everything and everyone.
Lisbon had not just Americans and Brits stationed, but the Germans were there as well and the Portuguese had their own secret police in the mix.
Nobody is who they seem and everybody is playing games: Ava’s confusion and paranoia is perfectly understandable.
Despite all that, she’s slightly disappointed when her bosses don’t want to utilize her full skillset and only have her gather and photograph international newspapers and journals.
So, she does what any librarian does when they are told “no”, and does it anyway. She starts to read the materials while she processes them. One of the papers she reads, is an illegal paper printed by the French resistance.
One of the women risking all to deliver the papers to readers in occopied territory, is Elaine, in Lyon.
Elaine joined the resistance after she learns her husband, who has been arrested, was part of a resistance group without telling her. She soon is all in and after starting out as a delivery girl, she moves onto printing.
Papers didn’t just print news, but they printed contact ads in code, so the resistance could communicate with allies outside of the country.
When Elaine stumbles onto a woman and child who are desperate to flee France for Portugal, and the US from there, she hides them and creates a code, asking for help.
It is Ava who spots and unscrambles the message, but she has difficulty navigating the red tape in Lisbon and has trouble getting a rescue mission going.

The story navigates easily between Lisbon and Lyon, free world versus occupied territory.
One woman enters the war eager to make a difference, the other is hesitant at first. Both remain true to themselves and refuse to give up when the going gets tougher than it already was.

I don’t know why, but I’d never read a book that is set in Portugal before.
I also hadn’t been to Portugal until earlier this year, when I fled the cold and grey weather of a typical Dutch winter, and got to enjoy the sun and warm air of the Algarve, in the south of Portugal, for a week (total bliss).
The Portuguese edition of The Librarian Spy featured in a lot of shop windows and I recognized the cover and realized that this very book was part of my to-be-read pile at home.
I started reading as soon as I got back.

There are many novels about women in the resistance and women in intelligence during World War II, and I’ve read a lot of them.
Most are okay, some are good, and a few are exceptional. I would qualify this one in the middle category, mostly because it’s different from the others in that it (partially) takes place in a neutral country and it has a librarian in it.

Reading tips about Portugal, librarians in wars, and women in intelligence are welcome!

The Librarian Spy / Madeline Martin
isbn 978-1-335-42691-8

Reading challenge

It’s been a while since I did a reading challenge (pandemic times were challenging enough on their own) but I felt stuck in a reading rut recently and decided that the way out of it might be a new challenge. So, I found myself a new list and sure enough, have been able to strike off two items already. Examples of reading challenges can be found on library websites and Pinterest among other places: they come in all shapes and forms, so if you want to give it a go yourself, go ahead and explore!
I’ll keep track of my list on this very platform and will let you know how I get on.

Reading challenge 2023

  1. A book with a color in the title
  2. An award-winning book
  3. A book based on a true story
  4. A book with a city in the title
  5. A book with a person’s name in the title
  6. A book that was made into a movie
  7. A book that is at least a 100 years old
  8. A book with a one-word title
  9. A book with an item of clothing or accessory on the cover
  10. A retelling of a classic
  11. A book bought at a thrift store
  12. A book about travel
  13. A banned book
  14. A western
  15. A book with food in the title
  16. A classic
  17. A recommendation
  18. A book with snow on the cover
  19. A trilogy
  20. A book that prominently features an animal
  21. A book with a flower on the cover
  22. A book with more than 500 pages
  23. A book with an ugly cover
  24. A sports related book
  25. A book set in a country I’ve visited