vocabulary lessons: South Texas Tales

I thought I’d share a few more words I was inspired to look up by my recent read: a Mexican-American collection of short stories.

Cuatro Milpas is both the name of a cantina (bar) and the bartender/owner’s favorite song. Apparently a milpa is “a small field in Mexico or Central America that is cleared from the forest, cropped for a few seasons, and abandoned for a fresh clearing.”

anaphora: “a rhetorical term for the repetition of a word or phrase at the beginning of successive clauses.” From the story Dona Porfiria Comes Calling, “Their father was a prolific reader and whenever he spoke to them using anaphora, they knew from past experience that they were doomed.”

Shibboleth: “any distinguishing practice that is indicative of one’s social or regional origin.” In its usage in the story by the same name, the Shibboleth (capitalized in the story, but this does not appear to always be the case) is basically a secret handshake.

menso: “someone who is stupid and/or annoying.” Used in dialog: “Hey! Jou’re not so ‘Mr. high and mighty’ now, eh rich boy? Jou’re daddy’s not aroun’ here, menso!” I like this phonetic expression of accents, a la Twain in Huck Finn and so many more (although I believe Twain was the first).

dècimas: defined in the story itself. Let me just share with you a short passage:

Sebastian remembered the dècimas and their complicated forty lines. A man would challenge another to a verbal duel by nailing a quatrain to the front door or a fence post. The challenged had to answer within a week by producing a complicated forty line poem with four ten line stanzas. Not only that, but the poem had to have a strict octosyllabic beat with an ‘abbaaccdde’ rhyme scheme. Many a man had tried and failed to meet the verbal challenge, but the CÌsneros men were fine ‘dècimeros’ and always relished the competition.

Isn’t that an awfully cool tradition? And so literary! I would be very impressed to observe one of these challenges being met.

merienda: context clues tell me that this is something like a late-afternoon meal of dessert. In my interwebs-searching for a definition, I found a source of information that I especially appreciated. (You may observe that I vary my sources: Wikipedia, About.com, online dictionaries including the urbandictionary.com, or whatever seems most appropriate to my need.) I found a blog that nailed this one, in a surprisingly close-to-home post about eating in the Med Center, where I work. Dr. Ricky defines the term for me:

Although loosely translated to mean snack, merienda cuisine is markedly different from what Americans consider snacks (which appear to me as extended desserts). They aren’t simply sweet items meant to provide a quick spike of blood sugar – merienda foods are proper filling small versions of regular meals, more often savory than sweet.

…and so on, discussing the food he (I think it’s a he? I could be wrong) is accustomed to seeing at meriendas in different countries.

These little cultural learning moments were great fun for me. Have you learned any new words lately?

Teaser Tuesdays: Gone with a Handsomer Man by Michael Lee West


Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just open your current read to a random page and share a few sentences. Be careful not to include spoilers!

This is a diversion from my usual reading choices, because while it is a mystery, it is a decidedly cozy one, with a Southern accent and an emphasis on food (Georgia peaches and fluffy pastry! etc.). It’s cute and charming. Here, let’s set the stage. From page 5:

“Why are you naked?” I called down.

Sir ran to the tree and barked. I pulled off my engagement ring and threw it at Bing. He jumped back, like I’d hurled a watermelon. That gave me an idea. I grabbed a peach.

Again, this is not my usual choice, but I’m enjoying it. I’ll let you know the final verdict in a bit. Thanks for stopping by!

South Texas Tales by Patricia Cisneros Young

South Texas Tales: Stories My Father Told Me by Patricia Cisneros Young is a slim volume of short stories, taken in part from the stories the author grew up with. It’s a quick and easy read, and an enjoyable one.

These simple and simply told stories read almost like fables; they reminded me of the Coyote Native American stories I read as a child. These stories aren’t just for children, though. The writing style is sparse and straightforward, but these vignettes evoke a time and a place.

Issues addressed include race and racism, marriage and spousal abuse, religion and faith, and even suicide; many stories are about family, love, or the value of hard work. But all of these themes are understated. The stories are quietly powerful but always unpretentious. I enjoyed the minimalist, unfussy style very much; it’s rather palate-cleansing. There’s nothing fancy here, but the stories have value despite being… spare.

Just to give you a quick sampling:

Shibboleth is a story about the Masons acting ruthlessly for their own benefit, and feeling the wrath of the community in turn. The characters are drawn quickly and in broad strokes but it’s enough to feel the pride of the Hinojosas, and to respect Don Manuel’s speaking out, even if it’s too late.

Blood Moon Lullaby is heartbreaking but, I fear, all too true and common a tale.

The Courtship of Red Collins is a bit clumsy but also an awfully realistic-feeling portrayal of small town society and racism, with a surprising turn at the end. Unrealistic? Perhaps. But in that these tales read like fables, I can appreciate the moral.

A Good Day for Dying is a wise choice to finish the collection, because I found it to be the most powerful story of them all. I appreciated Don Sebastian and would like to sit under the mesquite tree with him, myself. It begins:

The old man was tired. Life had given him his fair share of trials and woes and now Sebastian, after surveying his vast estate, decided that the time had come for him to die. The bed that he crept out of had been imported from Paris and brought out to his ranch by mule train. It had been a surprise gift for Sara, the woman who had shared it with him for forty-eight years. He missed her warmth.

These unadorned, down-to-earth stories were remarkably powerful, and I think them a fine accomplishment for such a modest little book. I’m glad I stumbled across them.

Nothing to Lose by Lee Child (audio)

Lee Child is one of my favorites, as you will know if you’ve been following my blog. His serial character, Jack Reacher, is a tough guy with a good heart who travels the country with nothing but his ATM card, an expired passport, and a folding toothbrush to slow him down. He’s a retired military policeman, just trying to enjoy the scenery, but he keeps getting pulled into hairy situations in which he decides to right the wrongs of the world and protect the little people.

In Nothing to Lose, we observe yet another of those episodes. Reacher is trying to travel diagonally across the country, from Maine down to San Diego. While moving west across Colorado, he stalls in a town called Hope, unable to hitch a ride into the neighboring town of Despair. (Yes, these names have meaning. You’re so sharp!) So he walks instead, but only to discover that the inhabitants of Despair don’t want him around.

Reacher eventually teams up with the sometimes-reluctant Officer Vaughan of the Hope PD. The town of Despair seems to have a lot to hide. At first glance, it’s an unpleasant little company town, owned entirely by the self-satisfied owner of the metal recycling plant, Mr. Thurman, who is also the mayor and the lay preacher. But there’s oh so much beneath the surface, including ties to international military concerns; and Mr. Thurman and his thugs are willing to go to great lengths to get Reacher, and any other stranger, far away.

This, along with the last Reacher I read (or rather, listened to), Gone Tomorrow, tackles issues of politics, the military and US foreign relations. Reacher is surprisingly anti-war, for being military – that is, not anti-war exactly, but against stupid wars of racism and oil-sucking that get American kids killed. He’s a very rational, thinking man. I like this about him. Don’t worry, the politics are way, way background.

Like all the Jack Reacher novels, this one is fast-paced, suspenseful, exciting, and has sympathetic, likeable, complex characters. You’ll be on the edge of your seat; you’ll care very much about what happens. You’ll be outraged along with Reacher, you’ll cheer him on, and you’ll be first impressed and then feel vindicated by his prowess.

I definitely enjoy the Reacher series on audio. Dick Hill is great at Reacher; he’s started to be Reacher inside my head. These get me to and from work very happily every day. 🙂 Thanks Lee Child and thanks Dick Hill, and keep ’em coming! (Unabridged, please.)

vocabulary lessons: The Great Night

Sometimes I learn a lot of new words from a book. For bookmarks, I don’t use pretty bits that were designed for use as bookmarks; I use scraps of paper (usually, something that’s been printed on one side and discarded, which I then cut into quarter-pages for just this purpose). I try to carry a pen, and I take notes on the bookmark about questions I have, or passages I might want to come back to later. This way, I can look up that reference to a book, movie, or person I wasn’t familiar with; I can quote a passage in a blog post; or I can look up the meaning of unfamiliar words and go back and reread the sentence with a new understanding.

The Great Night was full of learning opportunities – so much so, that I thought I’d share them here.

Monchhichi – okay, maybe everyone knew this one but me. Apparently a Monchhichi doll is a Japanese stuffed monkey with a certain “look” to it, thus the usage: “…might… run into a girl with a Monchhichi hairdo who could demonstrate that it didn’t matter at all…”

cosmesis – the preservation, restoration, or bestowing of bodily beauty. (very appropriate for fairy-land?) “So she did magic instead, scene by scene, working a sort of dual cosmesis upon the players and the play…”

irenic – tending to promote peace or reconciliation; peaceful or conciliatory. “…her wild spasms contrasting with the irenic strains of the music.”

capacitous – having large or exemplary capacity. “How odd, she thought, and how horrible to see them still there, slosh full of tears and regret, but no more capacitous, and perhaps not as full, as her own.”

These were all so very new to me! (And I had to look up the movie Soylent Green, too. Fairly integral to the plot, actually.) I love learning while I read. Have you spotted any new words lately?

another book beginning: Around the World on Two Wheels: Annie Londonderry’s Extraordinary Ride by Peter Zheutlin

There is a book beginning coming up. Bear with me.


This beautiful book was a gift to me from my old friend Fil. Fil has bought me a number of bicycle-related books over the years:


Six Days of Madness tells all about the golden era of six-day bicycle racing in the United States in the 1900’s and 1910’s. It’s got a bunch of racer profiles and stories from specific races. I found it fascinating.


Bicycle Racing in the Modern Era is a VeloNews publication, recapping 25 years of the magazine’s coverage of cycling – road, mountain, track, and cyclocross. (Which 25 years I’m not precisely sure, but it was published in 1997 if that helps.) It was great to read about all the hot new stuff, after it was no longer hot and new. It was also great to read a summing-up of what’s greatest in bike racing WITHOUT being inundated with the greatness of Lance Armstrong. I believe, from memory, that he rated one article in the whole book! That was refreshing. (Yes, Lance Armstrong has done amazing things, but this Texan, for one, is sick of hearing about him.)


Along with Annie Londonderry, this time, Fil gave me both volumes of Incidents of Travel in the Yucatan. The former book references our shared interest in cycle touring; the latter references our shared interest in Mexico, and my (limited, hopefully to be increased upon) travel in the Yucatan peninsula.

Fil gives good gifts! Thank you, Fil! But this is supposed to be a post about a book.

Around the World on Two Wheels: Annie Londonderry’s Extraordinary Ride tells the story of Annie Kopchovsky, a Jewish immigrant living in Boston, who took on the, ahem, extraordinary challenge to become the first woman to ride around the world on her bicycle, as Thomas Stevens had done a few years before. Aside from being a feat of athleticism, adventure, and international travel, and aside from being an outlandishly independent-woman sort of thing to do in 1894, it was most likely the first time a woman had undertaken product endorsement and sports marketing. She became Annie Londonderry when her first sponsor appeared: the Londonderry Lithia Spring Water Company.

Sports marketing, women doing outlandish things, bicycles, travel, and history! All in one story! I am excited.

The prologue opens with a quotation.

The maiden with her wheel of old
Sat by the fire to spin,
While lightly through her careful hold
The flax slid out and in
Today her distaff, rock and reel
Far out of sight are hurled
And now the maiden with her wheel
Goes spinning round the world

–Madelyne Bridges, Outing magazine, September 1893

This is, of course, not properly the beginning of the *book*, but I’m hoping you’ll allow me to take liberties, because this quotation struck me.

I have a good feeling about this one.

book beginnings on Friday: Very Bad Men by Harry Dolan

Thanks to Katy at A Few More Pages for hosting this meme. To participate: Share the first line (or two) of the book you are currently reading on your blog or in the comments. Include the title and the author so we know what you’re reading. Then, if you feel so moved, let us know what your first impressions were based on that first line, and let us know if you liked or did not like the sentence.

I have been really thoroughly enjoying this thriller from the author of Bad Things Happen. It begins:

There’s a necklace in my office, a string of glass beads. It hangs over the arm of my desk lamp, and any little movement can set it swaying. The beads are a middle shade of blue, the color of an evening sky, and when the light plays over them they look cool and bright and alive.

So far I have nothing but good things to say about this book; but I can’t say too many of them until my review comes out over at Shelf Awareness, so stay tuned.

This quotation comes from an uncorrected advance proof and is subject to change.

WWW, on Thursday

I’m a day late, but hey, if this blog can’t be flexible with me I don’t know what can. 🙂 Maybe I like to be different!

Seriously, I just wanted to let you know what’s going on around here. We’ll start with MizB’s three questions (from Should Be Reading):

  • What are you currently reading?I am currently involved in two books. The one I’m *reading* is Gone with a Handsomer Man, by Michael Lee West. It’s a cozy mystery set in South Carolina, with elements of romance, and it’s fun and lighthearted. In the car, I’m listening to an audiobook of Thank You, Jeeves by P.G. Wodehouse. It is very, very funny and silly! I have Right Ho, Jeeves waiting at home, so I’ll get at least two into Wodehouse and let you know how it goes, hm? I’m enjoying everything I’m reading right now, so it’s all good.
  • What did you recently finish reading?

    I have recently finished a few books that I’m reading for review at Shelf Awareness, and that’s part of what I wanted to tell you about in this post. I’ve taken on a little side project there, which means I get galley copies (pre-publication, uncorrected proofs, aka ARCs [advanced reader’s copies]) to read for review. My reviews of these books belong to Shelf Awareness, so I can’t release them here when I read these books, although I’ll always link you to those reviews once they’re published over there. What this means is that a certain percentage of my reading time these days is dedicated to books I can’t tell you much about. You’ll see them mentioned briefly (and quoted briefly) on Teaser Tuesdays and Book Beginnings on Fridays.

    So, what I’ve recently finished. I’ve just read three books back-to-back for review: Never Knowing by Chevy Stevens, Very Bad Men by Harry Dolan, and Eyes Wide Open by Andrew Gross. I give the first two good grades, but not so much the third.

  • What do you think you’ll read next?Always a fun question to answer! And for me, always a big fat mystery up until the moment I open the cover. I recently posted about a few new books I’m interested in, so you can see a few options there; and another new release I’m psyched about is called Manana Forever?. I’ve also mentioned here before that I want to get around to Don Quixote this summer. And my next book up for review is Shut Your Eyes Tight by John Verdon. Where do I go from here? Your guess is as good as mine.

Challenge Update

Well here we are in June. It would be nice if I were on the ball and posting these challenge updates every month, but that does not appear to be at all realistic. My last update was at the beginning of April. Let’s check in again.

Where Are You Reading? is hosted by Sheila at One Person’s Journey Through a World of Books. The idea is to read one book from each of the 50 states within the 2011 year. (Bonus points are awarded for foreign locations.) Take a look at my map to see where I’ve been. So far, I’ve read in 17 states:
New York
Illinois
South Dakota
Texas
Maine
Nebraska
Michigan
California
Missouri
Minnesota
Massachusetts
Washington
Iowa
Colorado
New Jersey
Georgia
New Mexico
….and 9 foreign locations:
London
Stockholm
Dublin
Paris
Canada: Toronto and BC
St. Mark’s
Switzerland
Kenya
Dresden

This is a fun challenge because, so far, I’m not hunting down locations at all, just keeping track; and it’s interesting to see where I’m reading.


The Classics Challenge is hosted by Courtney at Stiletto Storytime, and I signed up for the bachelor’s degree level, meaning 10 classics in 2011. I’m catching up a bit, having now read — classics, and it’s been a great motivator for me, too. I still aspire to a few long ones this year; on my list are Gone with the Wind, Don Quixote and Lady Chatterley’s Lover, among others. But so far, I’ve read:

  1. Main Street by Sinclair Lewis
  2. The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson
  3. Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier
  4. Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut
  5. Tender Buttons by Gertrude Stein

What’s In a Name? is hosted by Beth Fish Reads. The goal is to read books with certain title attributes.

Well hopefully this one will come along all by itself.

I have found challenges in general to be great fun. I’ve only had this blog, oh, 8 months or so now; but it’s really expanded my world in ways that are satisfying both in my job and in my personal life. It’s a bit like having a book club that I can meet with whenever it’s convenient for me, lol. I get book recommendations (both for me, personally, and for purchase for the library where I work). I find out about book trends. I even got a gig writing book reviews for Shelf Awareness. The best parts are the parts that involve being part of a community. Memes like Teaser Tuesdays and Book Beginnings on Fridays call for participation; and challenges are another important way in which I get to interact. So thank you, challengers!

Teaser Tuesdays: South Texas Tales by Patricia Cisneros Young


Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:

* Grab your current read
* Open to a random page
* Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
* BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
* Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!

I first learned about South Texas Tales: Stories My Father Told Me when I got a request for it here in the library. I’d not heard of it, but it sounded very interesting, and I was pleased to pick it up when we got it in (not least, because of that beautiful cover! Look at that!).

Your teaser today comes from page 65:

Jagou had not counted on the popular support of the communities, both in Brownsville and in Matamoros, rallying around the grief-stricken Hinojosa family. He watched nervously as regular customers became scarce and his daily sales margins dwindled to a trickle.

I am not sure that Jagou has done a good thing… or are the customers being unreasonable?

I look forward to reading these stories of a unique area right in my backyard.