Review: Forgetting English

Forgetting English
By Midge Raymond
Eastern Washington University Press
November 2008
152pp

Here is the blurb from the publisher:

In this collection of award-winning stories, Midge Raymond explores the indelible imprint of home upon identity, and the ways in which new frontiers both defy and confirm it. The characters that inhabit these stories travel for business and for pleasure, out of duty and in search of freedom – and each comes face-to-face with the unexpected. From a biologist navigating the icy moonscape of Antarctica to a businesswoman seeking refuge in the South Pacific, the characters in these stories are in search of escape, but once stripped of their daily lives, they are confronted with who they actually are, and who they are meant to be.

The Short of It:

This collection of stories is a restorative tonic for the soul.

The Rest of It:

I am not a fan of short fiction but every now and then I give it a try and usually I am disappointed. That said, I was not disappointed by Forgetting English. In fact, I was so mesmerized by the beauty of the writing that I spent an entire morning on the couch enjoying it. From one story to the next, I found myself completely and utterly absorbed. Each story is so different and yet there are common themes…insecurity, yearning, shame and the need to escape.

My favorite story happens to be the book’s title. Forgetting English and is about a teacher by the name of Paige that has taken a teaching job in Taipei in order to escape her life back home. She befriends Jing-wei in an effort to learn Chinese. Both women have secrets and as their stories unfold, we learn how much their friendship means to one another and how flawed the human spirit can be.

I found myself embracing several other stories as well:

Translation Memory (a married couple grieve in their own way after suffering a loss)
The Road to Hana (a married couple struggle with the realization of what they’ve become, or what they’ve always been)
The Ecstatic Cry (researchers in Antarctica, Empire penguins and the need for human contact)

It’s not often that I tell anyone to go out and get a particular book, but this collection is a real treasure. The writing is effortless and natural and each story, although brief, is very satisfying in the end.  This is a great collection to curl-up with. I recommend that you get yourself a copy.

Midge Raymond won the Spokane Prize for Short Fiction. For more information about the author, click here. I initially read an excerpt and decided that I had to read the collection so if you’d like to read an excerpt, click here.

Source: This copy was sent to me by the author, Midge Raymond.

Moby Dick Monday: November 30, 2009 (Week 3)

Welcome to Moby Dick Monday! This is where we read four pages a day and then post about what we’ve read. Consider it an adventure of sorts!

My Story Re-Cap:

After a lovely night at the Inn, Ishmael takes a stroll through New Bedford. Apparently, New Bedford is host to not only sailors but cannibals and savages alike. Ishmael is taken with the number of “green” Vermonters and New Hampshire men that arrive with the hopes of becoming whalers. Ishmael is amazed by this, yet this is his reason for being there as well.

As he wanders around, he visits a chapel where grieving families have congregated to mourn the loss of their family members. Father Mapple is giving the sermon which happens to be the story of Jonah. You remember him, he was the one that got swallowed by a fish. Anyway, what’s interesting about Father Mapple is that he climbs into the pulpit by way of “man ropes.” Ishmael finds this incredibly odd. Does he do this out of respect to the sailors that have been lost at sea? As Ishmael ponders this, he sees his friend Queequeg. As you may recall from last week’s post, Queequeg is Ishmael’s cannibalistic bed-mate. Ishmael sees Queequeg’s tender side as he mourns those lost.

Back at the Inn, Ishmael watches Queequeg enjoy a smoke and decides to join him. It is after this smoke, that Queequeg grabs Ishmael, leans his forehead against him and declares them married, which in sea terms means bosom buddies. It is after this little display of affection that Ishmael learns that Queequeg is actually the son of a King and comes from an island called Kokovoko, which is not noted on any map but click here for a good chuckle and a line right out of the book.

Ishmael shares his plan to board a whaling ship and Queequeg vows to join whatever vessel Ishmael is on.

My Rambling Thoughts:

This past week was a difficult one for reading with Thanksgiving and Black Friday and all but I did manage to get my pages in although this chunk was much more challenging than last week’s chunk. For one, the sermon (Jonah) was way, way too long and bored me to tears. I re-read that chapter three times trying to get through it. As soon as I got past, it all was well again. I am starting to get a feel for Melville’s writing which is making it easier to digest and I find myself going past the four pages a day, although not by much. I am looking forward to Ishmael and Queequeg actually getting on a boat.

Reading Along With Me:

Jill/Softdrink of Fizzy Thoughts
Jill of RhapsodyinBooks
Dar of Peeking Between the Pages
Eva of A Striped Armchair
Wisteria from Bookworm’s Dinner
Gavin from Page247 (will join us in mid to late December)
Claire from kiss a cloud (will join us in 2010)

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