Monday, July 19, 2010

More Bodies . . .

. . . in the Bookshop. This annual event at Heffer's Bookshop in Cambridge was held on 15 July. It's always good to meet readers (so there IS someone out there after all!), to chat with old crime-writing friends, and make new friends. This year was no exception. On the train on the way home I thoroughly enjoyed reading a book by L. C. Tyler that I had just bought at Bodies. I had been meaning to read something by Len since meeting him at St Hilda's last year, and I decided to start with his first, THE HERRING SELLER'S APPRENTICE. And it is a corker. Ethelred Tressider is a crime-writer whose career is going nowhere and it's hard to say whether, Elsie, his chocolate-guzzling, author-despising agent is a help or a hindrance. Either way this unlikely couple enjoy a collaboration of sorts, when Ethelred's ex-wife disappears and it seems he might be accused of her murder. Part mystery, part pastiche, and part, it turns out, a rather touching love story, it is great fun and very funny.
On a wholly different note, the other book I'm enjoying at the moment is THE PARIS REVIEW INTERVIEWS, VOL. 4. This covers a wide range of authors, some of whom I know and admire, E. B. White, Marilynne Robinson, but many more that I haven't read. Some I'll read on the basis of these interviews, mostly notably, so far, Paul Auster. I am so much impressed by what he says about getting older. 'Little by little the people you love begin to die. By the age of fifty, most of us are haunted by ghosts. They live inside us and we spend as much time talking to the dead as to the living. It's hard for a young person to understand this. It's not that a twenty year old doesn't know he is going to die, but it's the loss of others that so profoundly affects an older person - and you can't know what that accumulation of losses is going to do to you until you experience it yourself.' This seems to me so penetrating and so true. And I like too his declaration that the novel will never die: it's 'the only place in the world where two strangers can meet on terms of absolute intimacy. The reader and writer make the book together. No other art can do that. No other art can capture the essential inwardness of human life.' I agree. I'll have to read Paul Auster. Recommendations, any one?

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Blogger Sue Hepworth said...

Thanks, Chrissie, for both these recommendations. And thanks particularly for the quote from Paul Auster. It's so true. In darker times, i often think that life beocmes harder as we get older because it is just one damn loss after another.

Tuesday, 20 July, 2010  
Blogger Christine said...

I know what you mean. But sometimes I think it gets richer, too.

Tuesday, 20 July, 2010  
Blogger Martin Edwards said...

I share your enthusiasm for Len's writing. Very witty.

Tuesday, 20 July, 2010  
Blogger Len Tyler said...

Thanks, Chrissie. It was really good to see you again at Heffers last week and thank you so much for the lovely comments on The Herring Seller's Apprentice.

Thursday, 22 July, 2010  

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