Archive for September, 2010

Banned Books: League of Extraordinary Gentlemen: Black Dossier

Title: League of Extraordinary Gentlemen: Black Dossier
Author: Alan Moore; illustrated by Kevin O’Neill
Not to be Confused With: the movie spin off
Challenged At: Jessamine County Public Library, Nicolasville, Kentucky
Along with four other works for: “offend[ing] me in that they depict sexual acts and/or describe such acts in a way that in my opinion are contrary to the Jessamine County public opinion”

I saved this one for Banned Book Week because it definitely has the most dramatic challenging of any this year as evidenced by the fact that I knew all about it before I started this project. The ALA 2010 Banned Book List has this to say about it:

A petition with 950 signatures was presented to the board to overturn its collection policy. The petition specifically asked for the removal of four works on the grounds that “they offended me in that they depict sexual acts and/or describe such acts in a way that in my opinion are contrary to the Jessamine County public opinion” of what should be in a public, taxpayer-supported collection. The petition concluded the works constituted a public safety issue in that they encourage sexual predators… the graphic novel eventually got two employees fired for breaching library policies, the library director was threatened with physical harm, and the book was recataloged, along with other graphic novels with mature trends, to a separate but unrestricted graphic novels section of the library.

But the best part of the story, the part I knew about previously is that, “got two employees fired” part. Basically, about two years ago Sharon Cook, a library assistant, found League of Extraordinary Gentlemen: Black Dossier on the shelves and freaked out because there are drawings of naked ladies in it plus some strange 1984-propaganda-pornography that is supposed to be taken as a joke. After having her challenge denied, she decided to check it out and never return it for about six months, renewing it over and over so that it would never be on the shelves. Then someone put it on hold and, looking up the patron, Cook discovered it was an 11-year-old girl! After consulting with two colleagues, Beth Boisvert and Cook decided to cancel the girl’s hold and continue what they were doing. Nice. You can read a detailed article about the incident here and elsewhere, but here are my favorite parts of the Lexington Herald-Leader piece:
Read the rest of this entry »

Banned Books: Only In Your Dreams, a Gossip Girl Novel

Title: Only In Your Dreams
Author: Cecily Von Ziegesar
Not to be Confused With: A-List Series, Luxe Series, The Clique Series, or any other series where rich bratty teenagers have rich bratty drama
Challenged In: Leesburg, Florida
At: the Leesburg Public Library
For: sexual innuendo, drug references, and other adult topics

I’m not ashamed to admit that I read almost the entire Gossip Girl series during the heady summer of 2007 when I was bored at the library. When you’re going to be frequently interrupted for questions on how to use the computers and where Clifford is, you need something where you can figure out the plot just from reading the chapter titles. By now most people have at least heard of the television series of the same name, although they took certain liberties with various characters (not that I care, I’m just noting). My personal favorite is Vanessa Abrams. In the books, you can tell she’s a funky alternative chick because she has a shaved head. In the TV series, you can tell she’s alternative because she’s vaguely Hispanic:

Really letting her freak flag fly

Only In Your Dreams is set in the middle of the summer after the main gang’s senior year in high school. Natch it is just as full of underage drinking, drug use, and extravagant shopping as the other books in the series. Along with twelve other “provocative” books for teens, Only in Your Dreams was challenged by “community and church leaders”, and the city commissioners decided to separate books based on age group. Only in Your Dreams and other books for high school students have been removed to a special section “in the library stairwell.”

The fact that they have been banished to a library stairwell is my favorite part of this story. I wonder if the twelve other provocative books were also in the Gossip Girl series, because I was surprised upon rereading this one that it didn’t have anything more scandalous than some underage drinking and some people who fail at getting laid. I was expecting it to at least be the one where Dan briefly thinks he’s gay because he drunkenly kissed another boy, or one of the ones where, you know, someone actually has sex. Oh well.

Since this week actually is National Banned Books Week, I’ve decided to take a more comprehensive approach in my analysis. Here follows a dramatic play-by-play of the book, containing spoilers. So if, for some reason, you ever want to read the entire Gossip Girl series in order, maybe quit halfway through.

Chapter 1: The Honeymooners
Blair is in London visiting her boyfriend, Lord Marcus, but he is making her stay in a fancy hotel instead of his mansion. She is depressed that he won’t have sex with her already. He claims to have a surprise for her, but it turns out to be his cousin. Blair is not amused.

Chapter 2: One is the Loneliest Number
Nate has to work for his lax coach doing manual labor because he was caught stealing his coach’s Viagra. He is whiny about it, but consoles himself with weed and ogling the coach’s questionably-hot wife.

Chapter 3: V’s Date with Destiny
Vanessa interviews for a job with Ken Mogul, a film director who is doing a Breakfast at Tiffany‘s remake this summer, even though the movie=Big Budget Teen RomCom and Vanessa=alternative indie auteur. Ken’s apartment is decorated with naked pictures of himself. He insists that he needs Vanessa’s “vision”. Vanessa says she’ll think about it, pretending that it is going to be some big dramatic choice.

Chapter 4: S moves Out
Serena is playing Holly Golightly in the movie remake and Ken has told her to move to a dingy, unairconditioned apartment to channel the spirit of Audrey Hepburn. Serena somehow gets lost walking from the sidewalk to the front door, but is saved by her neighbor, Jason, a “gorgeously tall” guy in a “dorky office ensemble”.

Chapter 5: D learns the art of Customer Service
Dan’s summer job is to be pretentious to customers at a bookstore. He pretends to be a tortured artist in his inner monologue.

Chapter 6: Helmets are almost as important as condoms
Nate is riding his bike while high and decides to swear off girls for the summer right before falling on his face in front of a townie named Tawny who the narration wants me to think is trashy, but who probably only looks/dresses like a normal person, rather than an insanely wealthy model.

Chapter 7: Love Don’t Live Here Anymore
Vanessa’s big sister is home from Europe where she was touring with her band. She’s brought back some guy named Piotr, which sounds like a perfume that would make me ill. She kicks Vanessa out of the apartment because Piotr needs her bedroom for a studio. Since that is what happens in real life.

Chapter 8: S is for Spirituality among other things
Vanessa calls Dan all weepy and Dan says she can move in with him (and his dad?). Dan feels manly at being able to help his normally tough girlfriend. Then a girl named Bree asks Dan to find some books her yogi recommended to her and Dan “watched her small, round butt, which closely resembled two scoops of French vanilla ice cream”. Dan pretends to have read Siddhartha to impress Ice Cream Butt Girl.

Chapter 9: the family that plays together stays together
Lord Marcus’ annoying cousin, Camilla, wins croquet a million times in a row and Blair is drunk and unhappy about it. Lord Marcus and Camilla are flirty, and Blair tries to kill her with her eyes.
Read the rest of this entry »

So far I’m thinking a phalanx of animated gifs, and giving everyone free unicorns

The Internet is Steven’s job, but it’s also what he does for fun. Usually when he talks about it all I hear is either:

“GRUMBLE GRUMBLE GRUMBLE backwards compatible GRUMBLE GRUMBLE IE IS THE BANE OF MY EXISTENCE GRUMBLE GRUMBLE why am I the only one in the world who can spell GRUMBLE GRUMBLE code.”

or, the slightly more upbeat:

“GUESS WHAT??? {white noise} jquery {white noise} website {white noise} streamline {white noise} ostriches.”

Because comprehension AND empathy combined take too much energy and I am a weary grad student. I usually settle for apologizing for the Internet and/or humanity or saying “Yay! Good job! Can I have a sandwich?” A good mood is the secret to superior Steven Sandwich Making.

However, earlier this week I was able to comprehend a whole sentence, without caps lock or curly brackets. It was something like “I am reconfiguring like crazy! Major updates for your blog are coming! Tell me what you want it to do–literally, anything!–and I will make it do that!”

LITERALLY, ANYTHING, you guys!1

The problem is, when offered LITERALLY ANYTHING there is too much to choose from and I can’t even decide what to demand first. So you should totes help me think of LITERALLY ANYTHING that we can demand Steven make my blog do.

He is also going to change the design because this look is SO a year and a half ago.


1 So these may or may not have been his exact words, but I learned from my stint as Wiess Secretary that people rarely remember their exact words, so you can claim pretty much anything if you are willingly to claim it strongly enough. Or if it’s funny.

I hope Gravity’s Rainbow is next

Wake County’s Book-A-Day Staff Picks Blog recommended Faulkner’s As I Lay Dying to its general reading public two days ago! Included in the recommendation: “I often hear people say that Faulkner is too difficult to read. He can be difficult. As I Lay Dying is not.”

I don’t know if it’s just me that finds that statement hilarious, or just people in my senior year English class or what.

Not only did this book take years off my life, I also had to always keep it face down because CREEPY DECOMPOSING DEAD LADY

The reviewer also states that “I think the key to reading and enjoying Faulkner is to not think about it too much. We read him in English class, and spend hours examining what he was trying to say. Instead, perhaps, we should just read him.”

While this may be true of lots of books, As I Lay Dying has, among other things, a chapter that is, in its entirety:

My mother is a fish.

END OF CHAPTER

I feel like there is no way I could read something like this and NOT think about what he means. Because most of the time it’s obscured through layers of stream of consciousness rambling. Granted, about half of my thinking about it was just my repeating “What the hell? What the hell? What the hell?” over and over and over.

Sorry, maybe people do read As I Lay Dying for fun. But I still find it hilarious.

Blogroll or People With Better Blogs Than Mine

I was all ready to post another review of a banned book this morning until I realized that between Friday and now I have only been reading this engrossing book my mom lent me for the plane and congratulating myself on remembering so much about To Kill a Mockingbird. So that is out for now. Instead, I have decided to take you on an odyssey through my Google Reader, since my blogroll sidebar has been flitting in and out of functionality since the host transition. Also, because it’s way easier than thinking up something original. I am saving all my originality for today for the super fun times surprise group project due Thursday that has just been sprung on us. Yeah, you WISH you were in library science grad school.

Blogs By People I Know

The Adventures of Cynthia Bova!
Written by: Cynthia Bova
Who I Know From: THE 434
Updates: Whenever Bova feels like it
Mostly About: Bova’s adventures; occasional angstiness
Once Bova challenged me to some kind of dramatic blog contest, but since she is five times better at being dramatic, she was the clear winner. Unfortunately, she hasn’t really updated much since spring–at least I PRETEND to update twice a week.

inhale prepare/exhale release
Written by: The Lovely Natalie Gallagher
Who I Know From: Illustrating This Freakin’ Book I Wrote
Updates: Usually when Natalie is freaking out about something
Mostly About: complaints, rants, random quotes, art
I only get to see Natalie maybe once every two or three years since she lives in Minneapolis, which is like on the other end of nowhere from the generally snow-free places I tend to hang out. Reading her blog is therefore pretty much the only way I can still pretend that we are friends for later when I will need favors in interior design/wedding dress fashion help/illustrations/fabulousness counseling.

Always SomeThings
Written by: Deya
Who I Know From: Rice; specifically breakfast and Chicano Lit class
Updates: Regularly, until a month ago. Maybe I should leap into Nancy Drew-like action and get to the bottom of this by sending a facebook message.
Mostly About: Books! My favorite thing!
Deya’s book reviews are usually much more considered than mine, and are usually about books that adults might actually care about. However, she never has long-winded rants about how sucky grad school is, so we each have our strong points.

Typical Adventures
Written by: Caitlin Miller
Who I Know From: My sordid past aiding and abetting the WSS Mafia.
Updates: Sporadically
Mostly About: Caitlin’s life in L.A.
So far, Caitlin has mostly written about moving and decorating. I am vaguely annoyed that I have lived in my apartment for a year, and hers already looks nicer than mine. My feeble attempts at decorating ended at The Wall of Hats (for hatmergencies) and the World’s Largest Crossword (best picture ever). I am hoping that if I keep it in my Google Reader, over time her life will eventually become an action-packed rollercoaster of L.A. intrigue when she is cast for an MTV reality show and/or starts fighting crime. This may be the secret reason I follow anyone’s blog, including my own. And if not, at least I will get some decorating ideas.

Blogs Written by Strangers (or just Strange People)

Better Book Titles
Written by: Dan Wilbur
Updates: Whenevs
Mostly Covers: Book covers with the words replaced with what the title SHOULD be
Maybe it’s only funny if you were an unhappy English major/read way too much like me. My favorite lately has been Don Quixote.

Bookshelves of Doom
Written by: Leila Roy
Updates: Pretty much daily
Mostly About: Books, libraries, things vaguely related to books and libraries
Leila Roy is my hero. She is hilarious, we share similar tastes in literature, and she is a super-successful librarian sans an MLS degree. Since one of my goals in life is to end MLS snobbery, I think that’s awesome. Anyway, the book reviews are hilarious, but she also provides random tidbits of lit-related news like Harry Popper condoms in Switzerland and Archie Comics/Twilight crossovers. In fact, I feel like I should stop having a blog and we should all read hers instead.

Go Fug Yourself
Written by: Heather, Jessica, Intern George (Clooney)
Updates: Multiple Times Per Day
Mostly Covers: Ridiculous Celebrity Fashion
This probably seems like a weird thing for me to read religiously given that I am generally clueless about 1) celebrities and 2) fashion, but sometimes I need to feel better about myself. Because sometimes celebrities wear things like this.

PostSecret
Written by: Frank Warren; International secret-filled masses
Updates: Every Sunday
Mostly Covers: Postcard submitted secrets
If you haven’t heard of PostSecret, you might be legally dead.

Catalog Living
Written by: Molly Erdman
Updates: Daily
Mostly About: Gary and Elaine, two fake people who actually live in the houses and rooms pictured in catalogs.
The concept here is pretty simple: picture of ridiculous rooms found in catalogs that no one would actually live in followed by a one line explanation (attempt at explanation?) about what Gary and Elaine were thinking when they decorated this way. A good example: this or this.

Cute Overload
Written by: Meg, and some other people
Updates: Daily
Mostly About: Adorable things
I feel like this blog and my reasons for liking it are entirely self-explanatory.

Food Gawker
Written by: Mostly hungry people with good photography skills
Updates: Multiple Times Daily
Mostly About: Food
Whenever I don’t know what to make for dinner, a few minutes on Food Gawker will usually sort that out. It’s perfect for me, since I hate all cookbooks that don’t have pictures for every recipe. I just can’t get excited about making a recipe until I can see the finished product first. I know it’s judging a book by it’s cover, something I’m supposed to be wholly against, but I don’t care. Seeing a picture of how tasty it is will help me know it’s delicious.

There are more plus some webcomics, but I don’t think you’re READY for that information yet.

Banned Books: The Egypt Game

By the time you’re reading this, I’ll be in Florida! I blame my busy schedule of packing/putting my affairs in order/scolding Steven not to starve to death for the fact that I totally misread the latest book I read for my Banned Books Project. I know I said I was going to concentrate first on books banned in public libraries, and this one was challenged in a school, but I’m sure you’ll forgive me. Especially if I bring you back a manatee!

I miss covers like this; it made it way easier to pretend I'd read things

Title: The Egypt Game
Author: Zilpha Keatley Snyder
Not to be Confused With: To Kill a Mockingbird
Challenged in: Southern Hills Elementary School, Wichita Falls, TX
For: depicting Egyptian worship rituals

A quote from the offended father: “I’m not going to stop until it’s banned from the school district. I will not quiet down. I will not back down. I don’t believe any student should be subjected to anything that has to do with evil gods or black magic.”

This book is basically To Kill a Mockingbird without any of the racial themes. A group of kids that share an obsession with Ancient Egypt accidentally-on-purpose sneak into Boo Radley’s Creepy Old Antiques Dealer’s back lot to create an elaborate imagination game about living in Ancient Egypt. This even included trips to the library (!) to learn about Ancient Egypt, making their own costumes out of found materials, and creating a secret hieroglyphics language. Creepy Boo Radley Antique’s Dealer even leaves them soap dolls answers to questions they ask “the oracle of Egypt”. THEN SUDDENLY when two of the children return to “Egpyt” at night to find a lost math book, they are ATTACKED by Bob Ewell the town drunk the mentally ill cousin of the variety store owner, who has already kidnapped and murdered two neighborhood children over the years. Luckily, Boo Antiques Dealer stabs him calls for help.

This book was first published in 1966 and won a Newberry Honor award. The language is at times slightly dated, and the children seem to be constantly playing with fire. I don’t know if that was what All the Cool Kids were doing back in the 60s or what, but to me that seems more a cause for concern than the “evil rituals” described. Most of the “rituals” the children come up with are fairly basic, some based on real Egyptian practices, but most made up with the aid of junk they find in the neighborhood and their own imaginations. The only time the children actually start to believe any of their pretend game is when one of the questions they ask the “Oracle” (a stuffed owl), actually gets answered, by someone other than the boy playing the “high priest”. Even then, while spooked, they do not immediately attribute this to a real-life Ancient Egyptian god, and there are enough clues for astute children to be able to see it as the work of Boo Radley Antiques Dealer before he reveals himself in the end.

Since this book was on a school reading list, I can envision filling out worksheet after worksheet about the Power of Imagination and maybe even Stranger Danger, but not so much Ancient Egyptian Gods and You: How to Turn Away from Christianity. I wonder if The Lightning Thief is also unacceptable under these circumstances because, not only does it discuss Ancient Greek religion in detail, it also asserts that it was real, something The Egypt Game never does. In either case, I feel like there are worse interests than Ancient Religions. Like drugs. Or PLAYING WITH FIRE. That is where the kids in The Egypt Game really get me. Their made up rituals often feature an unsupervised sacred fire inside an old mixing bowl. The text never mentions how they start it; I’m assuming Boyscout Training Gone Wrong.

Now that I mention it, that would be an amazing graphic novel, boyscouts using their training for EVIL instead of GOOD. They’re always prepared…. FOR CRIME.

While searching for The Egypt Game‘s wikipedia page to get info on the 1997 sequel, The Gypsy Game, I stumbled across this delightful website which has a detailed summary and awesome analysis. Didn’t realize before reading it that I may also be going to hell because, not going to lie, I spent most of my childhood pretending I had magical powers and served The Goddess just like Alanna from Tamora Pierce’s even more evil books. She seduced me with her girl-empowering stories of adventure and friendship. IF ONLY I HAD KNOWN

The Week So Far in Pastiche

“I’m sure you’ve all had experience where you have friends and someone has a secret boyfriend…. it happens in research too”–my research methods prof, explaining how hard it is to anonymize your sources because people are apparently super curious and gossipy about where you do your research. Just like if you had a secret boyfriend. He also referenced Jersey Shore.


“I just walked by a car wash and it smelled like Wiess servery”–Rachel Kinney. I assume she meant like leftovers, antiseptic, and hurricane preparedness


Yes, this DOES mean my fridge is full of delicious cherry goodness again. Harris Teeter (or The Teet, as it is affectionately known in Carrboro) was briefly out of stock this weekend and Steven cried like a small girl who has just lost her My Little Pony SparkleFun Playset. But crisis averted, my friends! I went back late last night for an emergency run of:

1) Pickles (for sandwiches)
2) Chips (for salsaing)
3) Cheerwine (for medicinal purposes)

It tastes kind of like I imagine cherry Dr. Pepper would taste. But even more awesome.

Current Obsession: The Hunger Games

Sorry I have totally failed in doing anything remotely exciting this weekend to report. But not that sorry, because I think my time was well spent devouring The Hunger Games and sequels. I’m about half-way through the third book, Mockingjay right now, but I almost guarantee that I will finish it before Tuesday.

I know this has been a huge deal for freakin ever and I don't know why I'm just now getting to it

Actually, I do know why. Popular books like these, or Twilight take forever to get at the library. Sure, we own 146 copies, but there’s 759 requests on them. Also the brief description I read of it in the catalog made it sound too action-oriented for me to enjoy since I am usually all about the dialog. Luckily my YA Book Club decided to read this last month and I was able to borrow it from someone, because this is one YA-Lit obsession I can get behind for unironic reasons.

I think a lot of the fascination with this trilogy is the interestingness of the world Collins has created. In this dystopian future, the rich Capital rules over the poor 12 Districts in what is clearly a chilling version of America in the far (or not so far?) future. As an example of their control, the Capital hosts Hunger Games every year, demanding that a boy and a girl known as tributes from each district compete in a reality TV death match where public opinion and popularity can be just as important as fighting skills.

Then the sequel, Catching Fire:

I literally gasped out loud twice while reading this book. Steven thought I was choking.

Katniss realizes the full extent of the Capital President’s control over the Districts and has to make hard decisions about where she stands and what she stands for in the dangerous game of politics and public opinion she has been forced into.

I don’t think I’ve consumed a book at this pace since the 3rd Harry Potter book. It’s the kind of reading that kind of stresses me out. It’s rarely funny and there’s often a feeling of abject powerlessness that would be hopeless if Katniss weren’t so indefatigable, so driven to survive and to protect those she loves.

Debates about who should be cast in the various roles for the movie are so far inconclusive (there has been talk of Kristin Stewart), but, like the rabid fan girl I have apparently become this weekend, I can’t wait!

And now I must get back to Mockingjay.

Site and contents are © 2009-2024 Patricia Ladd, all rights reserved. | Admin Login | Design by Steven Wiggins.