Banned Books Week 2k16

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Sunday September 25- October 1 is 2016’s Banned Book Week. Since the 80’s the designated week is a time for teachers and parents to encourage their children to read books that push barriers, broach hard topics, and create engaging conversations. Every year the American Library Association keeps tracks of all of the titles that have been challenged or banned in both school and community libraries.

When I was a freshman in undergrad, I did one of my year end projects on the ALA and banned books. It was so interesting and also somewhat mind blowing to research some of the reasons that certain titles are banned. “Sexually explicit” content and “language” are the two most cited reasons that a title is challenged and the majority of the time it is a parent that submits the challenge. While these two reasons are understandable for a parent to say, “hold off on reading this title” to their child it does not give them the right to make that decision for an entire school or town. Censorship on literature is just one more way the sheltering parents of today are blinding their kids to the world around them. This topic makes me so mad! Encouraging children to read is one of the most important things in a child’s young life; it is an incredibly fundamental part of embarking on their education. However, when a person steps in and denies any title to someone, that is just unfair.

The top 10 most frequently banned books of 2015 were

  1. Looking for Alaska, by John Green
    Reasons: Offensive language, sexually explicit, and unsuited for age group.
  2. Fifty Shades of Grey, by E. L. James
    Reasons: Sexually explicit, unsuited to age group, and other (“poorly written,” “concerns that a group of teenagers will want to try it”).
  3. I Am Jazz, by Jessica Herthel and Jazz Jennings
    Reasons: Inaccurate, homosexuality, sex education, religious viewpoint, and unsuited for age group.
  4. Beyond Magenta: Transgender Teens Speak Out, by Susan Kuklin
    Reasons: Anti-family, offensive language, homosexuality, sex education, political viewpoint, religious viewpoint, unsuited for age group, and other (“wants to remove from collection to ward off complaints”).
  5. The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time, by Mark Haddon
    Reasons: Offensive language, religious viewpoint, unsuited for age group, and other (“profanity and atheism”).
  6. The Holy BibleThe Holy Bible
    Reasons: Religious viewpoint.
  7. Fun Home, by Alison Bechdel
    Reasons: Violence and other (“graphic images”).
  8. Habibi, by Craig Thompson
    Reasons: Nudity, sexually explicit, and unsuited for age group.
  9. Nasreen’s Secret School: A True Story from Afghanistan, by Jeanette Winter
    Reasons: Religious viewpoint, unsuited to age group, and violence.
  10. Two Boys KissingTwo Boys Kissing, by David Levithan
    Reasons: Homosexuality and other (“condones public displays of affection”).

As you can see, these objections are not confined to newly published titles . I Am Jazz is a kids book about a child who dealt with transgender issues and was published in 2014. It is based on real events in the author’s life yet one of the reasons for it’s being banned is that it is inaccurate. EXCUSE ME?!?! REAL EVENTS!!! While the “reasons” for banning a book vary, there is a common theme that is easily detectable. If someone doesn’t agree with something or might be afraid of something due to close mindedness, then it is challenged. Some of my favorite books and titles that have really stuck with me are on these lists. From 13 Reasons Why to A Wrinkle in Time, there is no genre or style that is safe!

According to the ALA, “a challenge is an attempt to remove or restrict materials, based upon the objections of a person or group.  A banning is the removal of those materials.” While it is difficult to push through a ban, that doesn’t stop the attempt nor does it lessen the amount of challenges submitted each year.

Organizations such as the ALA and the Banned Books Week campaign are incredibly important in drawing attention to the titles that receive the most scrutiny and hate. There are amazing lists on the ALA’s website which show the top 100 banned books, break lists down by years, and keeps track of all the ludicrous ideas behind why a title should be taken off of a shelf. The Banned Books Week website has a breakdown of events that take place in each state that promote literacy and encourage reading.

I highly encourage you to cruise around both websites and get involved with your local libraries and bookstores particularly this week as they make an extra effort to get knowledge (and a good read) into the hands of anyone who wants it.  There are usually really great displays that libraries and bookstores will create to show off popular banned titles. This always makes me so happy to see because it is putting all of these “dangerous” works into one space and defying the challenges put forth by those who would see them disappeared forever.

Gilmore Girls Comeback

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This week’s post is dedicated to a show that my mother, sister, and I have been fans of for years. We would sit and watch it live every week back when that was still a thing. Before binge watching and DVRing and Netflix and chill we would watch the entire 22 episode season (yes, 22 whole hour long  42 minutes long episodes).

Gilmore Girls began October 5, 2000 and ran for 154 episodes on what was originally the WB and is now the CW. The show chronicles the lives of the mother daughter duo Lorelai (Lauren Graham) and Rory (Alexis Bledel) Gilmore who live in the quaint town of Stars Hollow, CT. The phrase “it takes a village” is very apt over the course of the seven years of the show up to the very last episode and we are introduced to townspeople in season one who are prevalent throughout the series. Show runner Amy Sherman-Palladino does an amazing job of making Stars Hollow a real community, not just a TV town. There are town meetings and community issues and small town romances, I could keep listing but I won’t. The show itself centers on the Gilmore girls, however all of the supporting characters really contribute in making the show as quirky as it is.

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Over the years we experience first love with Rory, her acceptance to Yale, and watch as she grows from the quiet junior at a private high school at the show’s open to the determined and ambitious Yale graduate at its close. Lorelai goes from managing an inn to opening and running one of her own, with the help of business partner Sooki St. James (Melissa Mcarthy).

It is a show about growing up and being true to yourself no matter what. The senior Gilmores are upper crust Mayflower descendants. From the Pilot we learn that Lorelai left this life after becoming pregnant with Rory at 16 to be independent and raise her child how she wanted, out from under the thumb of her mother. A central theme of the show is family. Whether you like it or not, your family is your family and while Lorelai and Rory are strong and independent women, they still need their family from time to time. And it isn’t just blood that follows this theme. Sooki and Lorelai are the best of friends and Rory’s friend Lane is her rock in times of need. By this extension community also runs deep.

Recently, I rewatched the series for the umpteenth time. Gilmore Girls is one of those shows that is just so comforting and is so relatable to a smattering of demographics. There is a closeness that Lorelai and Rory have that I don’t think I’ve seen in any other show. They are best friends and it is was always so wonderful to see that on TV instead of arguing and acting out.

When I found out that there was going to be a revival on Netflix, I was over the moon with excitement. Everytime there is an update on Facebook, I tag my mom and sis. When it is mentioned on IMDB I immediately stop what I am doing to watch or read whatever has been released. This is something that, no matter how many miles separate us, we will be able to watch together and get excited about. While there is not always a good product from a revival (I didn’t even try watching Fuller House), I know and have faith that this one will be the exception. You see the series did not end how Sherman-Palladino had intended.

It came out that the Sherman-Palladino team had been treated less than was desirable by the network for several years. There were contracts for the show, for the actors, but not for the writer or her husband and directing partner Dan. The duo tried for contract negations and were met with silence. So while the show carried on for it’s seventh and final season, the creators were not there to see it closed. And while the show ultimately ended in a nice neat way, it was not the ending that Sherman-Palladino had had in mind all those years.

This is why the Netflix news was so exciting to hear! All of the original cast is returning, which was no small feat as many of them have gone on from the show to achieve really great success (most notably Melissa Mcarthy). And to top things off, Amy and Dan are coming back! There will be four episodes that are each an hour and a half long and they will represent one season of the year, hence the title of the miniseries Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life. 

The four new episodes debut on November 25 (the day after Thanksgiving) and I cannot wait to Skype with my mom and sister and hear that theme song once more because where the Gilmore girls lead, I will follow.

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Full cast photo at the ATX Television festival in Austin, TX where the cast was reunited and the revival was first hinted at.

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In the 2001 movie Monkeybone, cartoonist Stu Miley (Brendan Fraser) switches the hand with which he draws his pieces. The result is that his creations go from dark twisted nightmares to this goofy monkey and his human pal (think Garfield as a monkey). This concept got me thinking about pseudonyms and the persona that is developed by and within an author’s works. In today’s publishing world many authors, both well established and those just starting out, create pen names under which they publish. The reasons for this vary from author to author: just starting out and trying to establish a name with spunk, switching genres and therefore perspectives, or trying to get away from an already established name. There are many great authors to think about who do this and I have a couple favorites.

Lemony Snicket is a mysterious, enchanting and hypnotizing storyteller (and no, he is not standing here dictating this sentence to me). He has published the accounts of the Baudelaire children and their escape from the dastardly Count Olaf. They have suffered a very hapless timeline, quite tragic really; but man are they brave children. The siblings are put through the ringer whilst trying to get to the bottom of their parents murders (which were covered up by a fire). According to his website Snicket is “insatiably inquisitive” and can only be contacted via HarperCollins Children’s Books. Snicket very rarely appears at book events, although it has happened on select few occasions. More often than not, Snicket’s handler is in attendance to answer questions to the best of his abilities and remind people how aloof his charge is. This man is one Daniel Handler. Mr. Handler leads a “relatively uneventful life” and is also the author of three books that are not for children. This past fall Daniel Handler spoke at the gala fundraiser for the 20th annual Texas Book Festival and at the fest itself. He is very interesting to listen to…quite captivating. He loves his fans and, after one of his panels, went out the front with the crowd instead of out the back. Taking picture after picture, joking the whole time. These two individuals seem to be vastly different in both character and in social settings. Now, I’m going to divulge something to you: they are one in the same. <<pause to allow gasps>>  While switching seamlessly from Snicker to Handler and back, Daniel composes symphonies, writes a column in which he discusses Nobel Laureate’s books, and writes books for non children folk.

In 1977, Richard Bachman published Rage, his first book. Over the course of the next few years, he published four more books all of which did moderately well on sales. It was after his title Thinner was published that it was revealed that Richard Bachman did not exist. All that time horror master Stephen King had been writing under the pseudonym. He reportedly was interested in seeing how his work would do if nobody knew it was his. Was he at his level of success because of his name or because of his words? (See his essay “The Importance of Being Bachman” here.) At the time of his reveal King was working on Misery which he had planned on releasing under Bachman’s moniker (I think Misery is my favorite of his works. It’s so creepy and plausible and they’re out there in the snow. Eep!) In this case, the writing style and genre were the same; that’s how he was found out. In addition to wanting to see how his work would fare on it’s own, King was feeling restricted by his publishing house who were only releasing one title of his a year so as not to over saturate the market with his “brand.” Seeing the loophole in this, he convinced them to put out titles under the name Richard Bachman.

Not unlink his father, Joe King publishes under the name Joe Hill so that his work stands away from his father’s shadow. Hill has produced some really amazing works like Horns and The Fireman even after it came out who he was. In 2007 he issued a statement confirming his parentage but not before having obtained respect in the literary community, being awarded a Ray Bradbury fellowship and also receiving for his short story collection 20th Century Ghosts the Bram Stoker Award.

Lastly, I would like to bring up Joanne Rowling. We all the know the story of Harry Potter being rejected by 12 houses (publishing not Hogwarts) but many aren’t as aware of the fact J.K. is just as much a pen name as Robert Galbraith. While they were smart enough to pick up her manuscript the publishers silly thought that young boys would be not as interested in reading a book by a woman (which doesn’t make any sense, as young boys throughout history have been told fantastic tales by their mothers and grandmothers and you would think that would inspire something or just all together not even matter, but whatever) and as such asked her to shorten it to initials and her surname. Thus, J(oanne) K( Kathleen) Rowling was penned. Joanna as her full first name and Kathleen from her grandmother’s name as she had no middle name). The success of the Harry Potter series has brought such fame to Rowling and her name that when she put out her first non Potter title after the series ended, Casual Vacancy, everyone waited on baited breathe. However, Casual Vacancy was not by any means a success. I actually stopped reading about 80 pages in because I didn’t understand any of the small town British government lingo and honestly, it was boring (although the HBO adaption is actually good for a watch). So, several years later when new crime writer Robert Galbraith burst onto the scene and awed critics and readers alike, the world was none the wiser to the fact that Jo had but out a new book. The Cuckoo’s Calling is a really solid read. I highly recommend these books, peeps. The news that Rowling and Galbraith were one in the same came shortly before the release of the second book in the Cormoran Strike series. Discovered by a reporter and confirmed by Little Brown, the news was followed by a reprint of the books which had quickly  sold out. There are now three books out by Galbraith and here is to hoping that another is announce soon. The complete departure from fantasy and the hard right turn at gruesome mysteries is very well done and really exciting.

In addition to the authors mentioned here, there are many well known writers who publish under more than just their given name. From C.S. Lewis to Agatha Christie to Dr. Seuss, the list is probably much more expansive than you might initially think.

An uplifting free write

The sky held death in its clouds. All the shades of shadow loomed over the earth, casting gloom from one side of the horizon to the other. The vast coverage provided by the clouds caused the greenery on the ground to look as though it had been pained with soot and ash.

Beams shone brightly from cars as they zipped from one locale to the next; spotlights in the darkness. Street lamps flickered on despite the midday hour. The sun was ready to shine but the clouds would not hear of it. They held her hostage in her own sky. Every time she tried to break through the clouds shook themselves, echoing across the heavens. And each time this rumbling overcame them the clouds would send down a bolt of  deadly energy for good measure.

“Do we have your attention now?” they were asking.

Their tyrannical rule of the sky angered the sun. On this day in particular she was not in the mood for their sass. She resolved that she was not going to let them dictate when she could or could not shine. Bringing herself up to maximum brightness, she started to shake like the clouds and rumble like the clouds and strike down like the clouds. And lo, the clouds took note of the sun and were shocked that she was standing up for her shine.

In that one moment of shock their guard was let down and the tiniest bit of sky opened up allowing one of the sun’s rays to reach the earth. It was just for a moment however and then her light was extinguished. Swallowed up by the shadow. And the world was plunged into darkness once more.

Not A Review

Retrograde

I  whispered from car to car, always in the shadows. I poked my head out from behind the tires just enough for my eyes to get a quick glance and then on to the next.

Quick.

There was one human girl who was about to reach her car. She hadn’t seen me…yet..

Slowly, I stalked out from behind the blue car and crossed to the other side of the lot to a shiny red one. In so doing, I crossed her path. She saw me and I saw her face when it registered what was happening.

I’m sorry, I thought. And looked her straight in the eye. I knew the glint of my bright green eyes would send a shudder down her and in turn I arched my back, striking a pose before her.

She got in her car and I darted away, knowing that I would be on her mind all day.

I looked back as she drove off and wondered what the day held for her.


I hate when she drives me downtown. It’s great and all, this thing she has going. But it’s almost over and that is making her anxious. When she drives me downtown three times a week we end up circling the same three block by five block square sometimes for like 20 minutes, she creeps and dives and her breaking habits sometimes give me a headache but she is great at helping me into a parallel spot. We are really good at parallel parking. toot. toot. Sorry, that was my horn. Anyways, so today we were driving and driving and we finally found one on the very edge of the radius. Winning! She took my good pal Glamdring and off they went. It was a great spot. Right next to a hotel so there was great people watching. Nice and sunny too.


Whenever someone first pops my top, I usually let out a refreshing sigh and my insides get all bubbly and fizzy. Sometimes, however, I fizz up too much and some of me seeps out. Oops. I can’t help it…I just get so excited. When I was opened today, that’s exactly what happened. One of her coworkers was using the desktop to print and it overflowed on to the table, managing to hit some of the keyboard in the process. He handed me over and I sat patiently on the desk next to his Mac which she was using. Reaching across the table, she showed someone which of the delivery bags held the brownies. Upon sitting back down, her elbow tipped me over. I couldn’t stop myself or control where I fell. I couldn’t stop!


I saw it coming. It was like my history flashed before my screen. I might’ve blacked out for a second. As a human, she needs water. Me? I’m allergic as hell. It’s deadly. Keep that shit away from me. So, I had been watching as she slowly drank the first one and liked it so much she opened a second. The thing was full; she’d only taken one sip of it and as she sat back down I saw it happening. And then it happened. Right there on my keyboard. How would you like it if I tossed* (stay with me now it’s hypothetical) on you a cup of something that could KILL YOU INSTANTLY!!!! You wouldn’t like it now would you? She shrieked and he scooped me up upside down and patted down with tons of paper towels. Luckily, none of it seeped in between my buttons and I was okay. Don’t worry. No lives were lost.


Comprised of almost 20 books, we are going home with her in installments. She took us out of the dark boxes and now we are all going to have shelves of our own. We’ve been arranged heaviest to lightest and sit proudly by the window behind one of her bosses’ desk. As she reached for the topmost in the stack, she reached her fingers over as many of us at one time as she could. We went with her to be added to a bag. Half way out from behind the desk we began to shift in her hand. We were slipping. We weren’t going to make it to the table. We started to fall. We’ve fallen to the floor. Skattered. No longer a “we”.