Little Women and Strawberry Fields Forever

Remember in my last post where I discussed my love for my sisters? It was not always sunshine and rainbows. As small children, we bickered constantly – spending that much time with anyone is bound to make you go crazy. People always told us that we’d grow up to be best friends, but we firmly disagreed and vowed to always be enemies. Sisterhood was a concept I did not want anything to do with in my youth. My mother only has a brother, so I never saw examples of sisters being close until I read Louisa May Alcott’s timeless classic, Little Women.


“Christmas won’t be Christmas without any presents,” grumbled Jo, lying on the rug.”

The Penguin Classics cover of “Little Women”, which is the first copy I ever read.

The Book

Little Women is the quintessential American novel – it is a coming-of-age story, romance novel, and chock-full of patriotism. It is classified as a children’s book, but even as an adult, I can read and enjoy it while taking away important messages. The book follows the upbringing of Josephine “Jo” March – a headstrong, fiercely independent girl who dreams of being an author. She has three sisters – Meg (the oldest and most responsible), Beth (Jo’s younger sister who is a quiet and loving musician), and Amy (the youngest March – slightly bratty with dreams of being an artist). The family is held together by their mother, Marmee, while their father is away serving in the Civil War. Other characters frequently pop in the lives of the March girls – Theodore “Laurie” Laurence, their next-door neighbor and Jo’s best friend is one of the main ones. The book is set in Concord, Massachusetts (very close to where I grew up, another reason I love the book so much) during a bustling time.

Each sister has their own unique struggles that they come to terms with throughout the book. As the oldest, Meg is facing the daunting prospect of entering society and becoming a women and wife. She dreams of being a housewife but struggles to justify something so “ordinary” to her fanciful sisters. Jo attempts to navigate becoming a writer in a world dead-set against women in the field while also coming to terms with her identity, her relationship with Laurie and her sisters, and a tragedy that befalls the family. Beth undergoes sickness while trying to hold her oft-feuding sisters together – she is intent on staying at home and preserving the last inklings of childhood. Amy, a romantic, struggles to balance her own ambition for greatness and love with her duty to her family.

Jo is the true main character of the book, although all the sisters receive their due diligence by Alcott. Her trials describe the struggles of being a woman in that time period, but many still ring true today. Her devotion to her family and friends is clear, and it is endearing to see all of the characters interact, especially the sisters. I often tell people that it is impossible to understand the relationship between sisters unless you have sisters yourself. Alcott does a great job of encapsulating the nuances of sisterhood. Her book is made even better with the knowledge that it is loosely autobiographical – based on the lives of Alcott and her own sisters. It’s so interesting to see how sisters tend to fall into stereotypical roles. Myself, as the oldest, have always identified with Jo (and Meg’s feeling of responsibility of her sisters). My middle sister, Abbey, is unequivocally Beth – the quiet and loving pacifist (they even play the piano!). Lucy, my youngest sister, IS Amy Curtis March – dramatic and sometimes misguided in her actions, but always has the purest intentions. Those with sisters will enjoying reading the book and seeing how they fit into the roles.

I will always remember my first reading of Little Women – it was completed almost entirely in the rocking chair of my second grade classroom during independent reading time. Once again, barring spoiler, this book was my first experience with heartbreak. A particular scene left me in jaw-dropping sadness and a melancholy feeling that lingered for days. Little Women has also had many adaptations – plays, mini-series (the Winona Ryder one is my favorite!), and movies (most recently fantastically adapted in 2019 by Greta Gerwig ). They range from way off to startlingly close to source material, but all are entertaining and worth a watch. New retellings have also been written now that the book is in the public domain – The Spring GirlsJo & Laurie, and Great or Nothing are a few that I’ve read and enjoyed.

I think it goes without saying that I, as a Little Women aficionado, give the book 5 stars. I would give it 6 if I could. You will fall in love with the March girls, Laurie, and those around them as you read your way through their lives.


The Bop

Little Women’s bop is “Strawberry Fields Forever” by The Beatles. The Beatles always makes me think of my family – this song, perhaps, most of all. The bright and cheerful song reminisces on John Lennon’s idyllic childhood in Liverpool, England. The song is nostalgic but also embraces growing up and carrying the joy of childhood with you forever. This is perfect for Little Women – the March girls each have their own qualms with leaving childhood, and throughout the novel they come to understand that they can grow up while still maintaining the love and lessons from their youth. Perhaps they could replace “Strawberry Fields” with “Orchid House” – the syllables even match up!


To close, take a break from hardcore reading to nestle up with Little Women. The book wraps you in the warm glow of childhood and leaves you with the feeling of waking up to a warm bowl of chicken soup and the love of your family surrounding you.


“Oh, my girls, however long you may live, I never can wish you a greater happiness than this!”

The House in the Cerulean Sea and Sweet Creature

My sisters are my favorite people in the world. We are triplets – I have quite literally only lived one minute of my life without them. Hence, we tend to share a lot. While I buried myself in novels, Abbey found solace in comic books. We regularly bickered about if comics were actually books and my book recommendations were steadily ignored. You can only imagine my joy when Abbey showed up one day with a physical book (with more than 200 pages and no pictures!) and demanded I read it. I frankly wasn’t expecting much, but the subsequent reading experience was one that both warmed my heart and punched me in the face. The book was TJ Klune’s breakout novel The House in The Cerulean Sea, whose front cover aptly described it as a “big gay blanket”.


“Oh dear,” Linus Baker said, wiping the sweat from his brow. “This is most unusual.”

 


 

The House in the Cerulean Sea by TJ Klune - Audiobook - Audible.com

The front cover of “The House in the Cerulean Sea”


The Book

I actually can’t think of a better description than a big gay blanket – that’s exactly what this book is. The book is a contemporary fantasy novel, centering around Linus Baker. Linus is a social worker for the Department in Charge of Magical Youth who lives by the rules. He doesn’t change his routine, he doesn’t challenge The Guidebook, and he most certainly does not question The Extremely Upper Management. Linus investigates magical children – often those who live in orphanages – making sure that they are healthy.

His whole world is flipped on its axis when he is summoned by the higher-ups on an extremely confidential mission and sent to Marsyas Island Orphanage to investigate the livelihood of the six extremely dangerous magical children who live there – Talia (a gnome), Sal (a werewolf), Theodore (a wyvern), Phee (a forest sprite), Chauncey (a green amphorous blob), and Lucy (the antichrist). Another mystery is Arthur Parnassus, the charming caretaker of the orphanage hell-bent on keeping the children safe with him. As Linus tries to fulfills his assignment, he also learns about the importance of acceptance, unbiased opinions, love, and – more import than anything else – the power of family (whether or not it is bound by blood).

Klune’s characters are fleshed-out and lovable, even if they aren’t all human. You’d be hard pressed not to fall in love with Arthur and the kids as the galavant around the island getting into all sorts of mischief. Linus himself is an enigma. He’s not your classic action hero – rather, he’s 40 year-old portly government worker whose only friend is his cat. His evolution throughout the novel is endearing and inspiring as he comes to terms with the uprooting of his entire belief system. TJ Klune works to vividly describe the magical environment and emotional context the main characters are living in, and this enhances the novel that much more.

The House in the Cerulean Sea is another five star book for me. Not only do I associate it with my sister, but the whimsical setting brings me back to the fantasy novels of my childhood while adding another dimension with the biases and political aspects that my adult self can appreciate. I’m always a sucker for a found family – and this one is an especially good one.


The Bop

The House in the Cerulean Sea‘s bop is “Sweet Creature” by Harry Styles. It’s an acoustic ballad reminiscent of The Beatles’s song “Blackbird” with its soft background track. The title derives from a scene in Othello describing Desdemona, making me love it even more. The song describes a relationship going through a trying time, but realizing that the love that is present is enough to bridge any divide. Although romance is a side plot in The House in the Cerulean Sea, familial love is the overarching thread tying the story together – “Sweet Creature” can apply to both types of love and is therefore a perfect song for the novel.


To tie up this big gay blanket in a nice bow, take the time to read The House in the Cerulean Sea. You will laugh, you will cry, and you will emerge with a newfound love for record players, shovels, and Lucifer.


Sometimes, he thought to himself in a house in a cerulean sea, you were able to choose the life you wanted. And if you were of the lucky sort, sometimes that life chose you back.

The Book Thief and Saturn

When sitting down to write this first blog post, I found myself at an impasse. There are so many books in the world of so many genres and styles and lengths. There are so many books that I love and could rave for days about and I struggled to choose one to begin this adventure. However, I kept coming back to one novel – The Book Thief by Markus Zusak – which was truly the only fitting place for me to start.

 


First the colors. Then the humans. That’s usually how I see things. Or at least, how I try.


The Book Thief: Markus Zusak: 9780375842207: Amazon.com: Books

The traditional cover of The Book Thief


The Book

I read The Book Thief for the first time when I was twelve, and have reread it at least twice per year since then. I own three copies and can quote the majority of it from backlog. What type of book sticks with a preteen so strongly that it follows her for the rest of the life?

The answer is this one. The Book Thief follows Liesel, a young orphan who has recently moved in with new foster parents outside of Munich, Germany. As Liesel comes to terms with her burgeoning adolescence, she is also forced to come to terms with the setting of her childhood – Nazi Germany at the peak of World War II. She is aided by her foster parents (Hans and Rosa), her best friend and next-door neighbor (Rudy), and the young Jewish man her family is hiding (Max). Liesel’s story is told from the point of view of Death, though he is not the narrator you would expect him to be. He is, above all else, tired of his endless work and haunted by the humans he encounters.

Zusak’s style is contemporary and contemplative, utilizing the perfect mix of details and interpretations. His characters are multi-dimensional – characters you love are part of the Nazi party because they feel they have no choice – and force you to analyze them from all angles. This crafts the delicate dance of The Book Thief; additionally, it leaves you with a reading experience you will never forget. The novel avoids the common pitfalls and cliches of many World War II novels – the heroes still struggle and endure painful suffering – but still fully immerses the reader in the setting.

The Book Thief stands at a solid five out of five stars for me. In my mind, it will never be topped. Every time I read it, I find something new that I hadn’t seen before. There is always laughter and tears shed, no matter how many times I have subjected myself to the novel. There is also an extremely good movie adaptation that takes some creative liberties but stays very true to the ideas of the book.


The Bop

For each playlist I carefully curate, there will be fifteen songs. The first one will be “The Bop” – the overarching tune I’ve decided to analyze for that particular book.

The Book Thief‘s bop is “Saturn” by Sleeping at Last. Sleeping at Last specializes in hauntingly beautiful, contemplative songs that delve into the depths of the human condition. “Saturn” is no different – it revolves around the loss of a beloved mentor figure. There is a tinge of sadness over the loss, but also joy in a life well-lived and a whole lot of love. Barring spoilers, this aligns perfectly with Liesel and her continuous grapple with love and loss throughout her life – through death, war, Nazis, unrequited love, and everything in between.


So, to wrap it all up – read The Book Thief. You will be left with a melancholy feeling and a book slump that will feel impossible to get out of, but the story will stick with you forever – for “even Death has a heart”.


A last note from your narrator: I am haunted by humans.