Living Fire – Review

B. R. Aychi and Dave Coles. Living Fire: Advancing God’s Kingdom in Challenging Places. Beyond, 2024.

I have mentioned before about a friend who would share articles he had copied and then highlighted in yellow the parts he thought were especially important. Occasionally he would share one that he said he wanted to dunk the whole piece into a bucket of yellow ink. Living Fire is like that.

Over the years, we have shared a number of books on the spread of the gospel in places that traditionally have resisted followers of Jesus. That includes such books as Bhojpuri Breakthrough, A Wind in the House of Islam, and Cabbages in the Desert. This book, though having some of the same themes, is different. The other books tend to be mostly testimonies, telling the reader what has been happening. This book tells more about how they did it.

As in the last two books mentioned above, the authors have to be somewhat circumspect about the locations where the work has been taking place. It clearly is somewhere in East Africa and involves connections with people practicing any of three religions: Christianity, Islam, and tribal animism. While some specifics may differ depending on which group is being encountered, the method is similar in each instance. And, to no one surprise, it is based on the biblical pattern we see Jesus employ.

Because of the tribalism and ethnic identities with different religions, many times people find themselves going into areas inhabited by traditional enemies. The Christian workers often confess that they have to overcome prejudice and other barriers. One admitted:

I realized I had been wrong in my prejudice toward them—that they all had hard hearts. Instead, I saw softness and welcoming attitudes, and I deeply felt God’s love for them. I realized, “These people don’t belong outside God’s kingdom. God loves them, and they need to come into his kingdom.” (163)

Unlike what had become almost a standard in the Western church,

We never used a monologue strategy with an eloquent preacher delivering sermons. Instead, the authority of God’s word and the working of the Holy Spirit, through the group discovery process, proved very powerful…[we] had a pattern of group discussion in Bible study rather than relying on one person as the teacher or “answer man.” (221)

One key strategy, one which commonly appears in the Book of Acts, is that they try to minister to families rather than individuals. Yes, sometimes there is persecution, but even here the workers keep a positive outlook—“God often uses persecution to weed out nominal believers” (348).

When people embrace Jesus, and especially if they have been baptized, “We help them understand that their identity has changed, so their lifestyle has to change as well” (443). From my observation, the main reason here in the West that people are reluctant to follow Jesus is that they know they would have to change. Of course, that is precisely what repentance means.

They also recognize the importance of Acts 15:1-38, the “Jerusalem Council.” The early Christians, who were all Jewish, were not always sure how to handle Gentile converts. This passage describes how they settled the matter. So it is with converts from non-Christian cultures today. Some behavior like fornication and idolatry is non-negotiable, they must go. But other customs and traditions may not have to be completely discarded but simply modified to align with God’s will. Romans 12 also provides some valuable instructions and guidelines for living the Christian life with others.

Many cultural elements can be redeemed and continue. The essential change takes place in a person’s heart and allegiance. (658)

A disciples’ central motivation is the love of Jesus. This love motivates obedience, not law, obligation or a change in religion.” (747)

One movement leader notes, “When we don’t pray, we’re just working. But when we pray, God works” (576) In the specific network author Aychi works with there are over 700 groups of intercessors.

“When we share the good news with families, we don’t ask them to join a new religion. We invite them to start a new relationship—a relationship with Jesus.” (622)

So it goes.

In other words, this book is not so much a “what” but a “how to.” This is what they have seen that works. Because it is based on biblical instructions and patterns, the basic approach could work for anyone. I suspect that Western believers working in Western countries could adapt this with very minor modifications. Indeed, from what I have read of the Alpha Course in some European countries, a similar approach to spreading the gospel and church life is already working in less exotic places.

We don’t say much about other peoples’ prophets or their beliefs. We speak only about Christ, salvation, and the Bible. Through this strategy, God has given us many new disciples. (650)

A key scripture is Matthew 28:18-20:

And Jesus came and said to them, “All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all that I have commanded you. And behold, I am with you always, to the end of the age.”

Notice what one of the leaders says about that:

If we don’t teach them to obey everything Jesus commanded, their group can function as a club, but not as an ekklesia—a biblical church…Jesus didn’t say “Teach them everything I have taught you,” but “teach them to obey everything I have commanded you.” The disciple making process must include teaching believers to obey all the Lord’s commands. They don’t know all his commands at first, but they make a faith commitment to follow Jesus wherever he leads, obeying each of his commands as they learn them. Knowledge without obedience is useless. (1021)

Making disciples means an obedience-based approach opposed to a knowledge-based approach.

For some groups they have what they call a “Saul to Paul” strategy. They intentionlly focus on devout religious leaders. They are respected, and many times when they learn about Jesus, they follow. They already understand a supernatural commitment.

They say they see miracles and deliverance ministry about sixty percent of the time when they begin to minister in a new location. Signs can get people’s attention, but studying the Bible shows more about the nature and truth of God.

Disciple making is not an individualistic goal; we do this together. When we cultivate relationships, we see much better outcomes. (1653)

People need to feel, “This is our Jesus, who has come to save us,” not, “this is their Jesus whom they’re trying to coerce me to accept.” (1276)

Living Fire repeatedly notes that Jesus’ method was not so much formal training for a ministerial position, but observation and study in order to make disciples who themselves become disciple makers. God sets apart leaders not based so much on education but how they live the Christian life, share the word, and are willing to do so. “The word of God is our central authority, and obedience to Scripture shapes everything we do” (1384).

There is a lot more to learn here. This review barely touched on leadership, but finding and making leaders is important for any church to grow. They also emphasize “a plurality of leaders,” not just a single pastor serving alone.

The steps enumerated in this book are relatively simple. Anyone can work from such an outline. Indeed, in the context of an oral culture which is typical of many of the places here, listening and sharing can be as effective as reading.

I would encourage anyone interested in church growth to check out this book. It is practical, biblical, and experience shows that it works.

N.B. We have received a pre-publication review copy of this book. Its release date is January 15, 2025. Parenthetical references are Kindle locations, not page numbers.

Cloud Atlas – Review

David Mitchell. Cloud Atlas. Random, 2004.

Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future,
And time future contained in time past. (Eliot, “Burnt Norton,” 1.1-3)

In my beginning is my end…
In my end is my beginning. (Eliot, “East Coker,” 1.1, 5.38)

Cloud Atlas is another one of those books I have wanted to read. I can honestly say that I have never read anything quite like it. It is genre-bending, clever, and entertaining. Parts may not be especially easy to read, but it is worth sticking it out.

The title comes from the name of a musical composition by one of the characters in the novel, the Cloud Atlas Sextet. Unlike, say Infinite Jest, however, the composition does not play a very big part in the overall tale. Still the title does suggest the transience of things. Clouds are always changing their shapes and locations; it would be futile indeed to try to map them out in a book the way Rand McNally maps out countries and continents in an atlas.

The story’s organization is interesting and significant. The book is made up of six separate and vaguely related stories. Each story or novella is from a different time period and presents a different style. They are presented in chronological order and then conclude in reverse order.

The first story which begins and ends the book is “The Pacific Journal of Adam Ewing.” This reads like Robinson Crusoe in style and like Melville’s nonfiction in content. It mentions Typee. It begins on Chatham Island, a small island off the coast of New Zealand where Ewing’s ship has landed. He observed the conquest and basic eradication of the indigenous people on the island by the Maori, the first settlers of New Zealand proper: in other words, colonizing by those who would themselves be colonized. Plus ça change…

Ewing sets sail and spends some time on one of the smaller Society Islands (Tahiti is the largest in that archipelago). The episode which ends the book has him observe things there and then move on to their final destination, Hawaii. The story is set around 1859-1860. It is very typical of the kind of writing and travelogue from that time period.

The second and penultimate story is entitled “Letters from Zedelghem.” This is set in the 1920s and is epistolary in nature. It is a series of letters written by a young Englishman Frobisher from Belgium to his friend in England, Sixsmith. Frobisher is a musician and composer who has been hired by the elderly composer Vyvyan Ayrs as an amanuensis and helper. Ayrs is English but now lives in Belgium.

The plot of this section has echoes of novels from the time period. When I began reading it, I thought of a comment by a literary critic in Tom Stoppard’s Arcadia: “Brideshead Regurgitated.” Think of English writers from this period like Maugham or Woolf. Frobisher gets taken advantage of, but he also exploits others as he makes his way through the highbrow music world and the Ayrs family’s drama. While in Belgium, he works on his Cloud Atlas Sextet.

Ayrs owns an extensive library which includes the manuscript of Adam Ewing’s journal. Frobisher reads it with fascination, but is frustrated because it only contains the first half of the voyage, ending where the first part of Cloud Atlas ends. It is no spoiler to say that later he locates the second half and is able to finish reading the travelogue—which is, of course, the last part or “chapter” of Cloud Atlas.

The next section carries the ironic title “Half-Lives.” It is a mystery-thriller set in the California of 1975-1976. Ford is president and Carter is campaigning. Our main character is a young investigative reporter Luisa Rey. She is looking into the corruption and potential safety issues involving the building of nuclear power plant on the California coast.

The elderly and respected nuclear scientist Sixsmith (yes, Frobisher’s buddy fifty years later) fears the planned construction will not be safe enough. He suddenly “commits suicide,” but Rey and others suspect murder. Rey herself gets on somebody’s hit list. Thugs seem to be everywhere. We also learn that Rey likes chamber music and is a fan of Frobisher’s Cloud Atlas Sextet.

The dangers Rey experiences and the attempt to expose the corruption and murders connected with the power plant make up the plot. The title could be considered ironic because, of course, the term half-lives refers to radioactive elements but like the other stories, it is told in halves, after the first part of the Zedelghem letters and before the second part.

“The Ghastly Ordeal of Timothy Cavendish” follows. This is contemporary, that is, early twenty-first century. Cavendish makes a living as a London vanity publisher who suddenly has a bestseller, something unexpected in his line of work. Without going into too much detail, he finds himself swamped with book proposals and manuscripts of writers who are not looking for a self-published approach. Before he can sort things out, he is committed to a home for the elderly near Hull.

One manuscript he has received is the story of Luisa Rey. Again, he has just read the first half when he is committed. The second half of his story is how he manages to escape. This story has lots of irony and does typify the style and plot of a number of contemporary stories.

The last two stories are set in the future. The first of the two, “An Orison of Somni-451” describes a post-apocalyptic world which is a cross between 1984 and Brave New World. Much of the world is uninhabitable because of a nuclear holocaust. The Juche government of North Korea rules much of the Orient. The government is called the Unanimity—in other words, everyone is to believe and think the same way.

Many or most of the people are clones, bred in flasks for different types of work, not unlike the alphas through epsilons of Brave New World. One of the clones is Somni-451, in other words, the 451st iteration of a “person” named Somni. A little like Winston Smith, Somni-451 behaves as an independent thinker rather than a “unanimous” type. However, she is able to overcome her clone-servant status. As she learns about the society around her, we get a pessimistic view of a post-apocalyptic Dystopia. This section tells me why the book as a whole is sometimes considered science fiction.

Her story is told with some distinctive words and spellings, perhaps echoing A Clockwork Orange. All movies are called disneys, for example. One disney she has enjoyed is about Timothy Cavendish. Again, there is not much to explicitly connect the disparate tales, but there is a small connection.

The last story is the one in the middle. “Sloosha’s Crossin’ an’ Everythin’ After” is the only one written in one part since it is the last chronologically. It is set some time after the story of Somni-451 because Somni is referred to a number of times as some kind of goddess or wise “Abbess.” Instead of a diary, novel, or film, it seems Somni’s story had been told by word of mouth, or as scholars would say, via oral tradition. One of the Somnis (whether it was #451 is unclear) apparently came—or escaped—to live on the Big Island of Hawaii where the story is set.

The story may be most challenging to read because it is told in a modified Hawaiian Pidgin. Hawaii is not part of the Asian dystopia, but people from Asia do some trading with Hawaii. Much of the story focuses on Meronym, an Asian and probable clone descendant who comes to live for a year on the Big Island to learn the customs and to promote trade.

Hawaii has become like a pre-civilized tribal island. Our narrator belongs to a tribe in the north of the island. They get attacked and some are killed by the tribe or gang from Kona on the west of the island. While there are traditions and some trade, the overall effect is one of lawlessness, perhaps reminiscent of something by Cormac McCarthy. Still, our narrator and his friends and family try to survive and make a living. If too much conformity brings order and repression with it as in the Juche Unanimty of the future Asia, anarchy and tribalism can be just as oppressive though in a different way.

After the story of Sloosha’s Crossing, Cloud Atlas unwinds in the opposite direction from which it came together. We read then about what happens to Somni-451 and the discoveries she makes about the Asian Brave New World. We learn what happens Cavendish, then what Luisa Rey does. Finally, we get a resolution of sorts to Frobisher and his music. Among other things, Frobisher discovers the second part of Ewing’s diary which completes Mitchell’s novel.

Many novels these days will have different narrators for different chapters. While that technique goes back at least to Castle Rackrent and Wuthering Heights, the approach has become popular in recent years. Mitchell takes that and turns it into something else: Part travelogue, part family drama, part technothriller, part man against the world, then a science-fiction dystopia, and finally an anarchic tale told in a patois.

After reading about a third of the book, I was not sure what was going on in the work as a whole. At the end, I found it satisfying. Cloud Atlas is clever and fascinating, yet somehow it manages to hang together. There are slight threads connecting the stories, but overall it is an examination of human nature from a variety of perspectives and conflicts. Sonmi-451 learns that even no conflict is a conflict. The first and last “chapters” deliberately mention Melville. When I finished Cloud Atlas, I could not help but think of the final words of Melville’s Bartleby the Scrivener:

Ah Bartleby! Ah Humanity!

Or as Shakespeare wrote and Huxley echoed:

O brave new world,
That has such people in it! (Tmp. 5.1.69-70)

The Junior Year Nervous Breakdown

The following is from a letter I wrote to a friend over twenty years ago. It is based on a lecture that I give at some point to my high school eleventh grade English classes. I think it can be very helpful to many. I call it my “Junior Year Nervous Breakdown” lecture.

Nearly every year about this time I give a “lecture” to the juniors at school. I call it my Junior Year Nervous Breakdown lecture. I have seen a pattern which I believe is worth sharing with you.

In my own life I nearly had a nervous breakdown when I was a high school junior. You are well familiar with the high school I attended. It is very competitive and very liberal. It was good for me in that it stretched me and gave me high academic standards and a sense that most high schoolers in America are functioning at well below their capabilities.

But these high expectations brought on pressure. I was a good student there. It was the post-Protestant Yankee work ethic. There was emphasis on work and mental agility but without any promise of grace.

Things came to head for me my junior year. I was in all honors courses. The school had a policy that a student could not take more than four at a time, but they waived that for me. I am not saying that to boast, that is just the way it was for me.

I was also involved in a variety of activities. I was class treasurer. I worked on the school newspaper. I was in the drama club doing a couple of productions a year. I was in Explorer Scouts. I was active in church where I was the youth group president and involved in the organization for the Boston area. I was on a couple of softball teams in the summer in addition to my summer job as a camp counselor. I was on the school math team. Plus, I had a bunch of friends that I would do things with.

Life was really interesting most of the time, and I was always able to handle things pretty well.

It caught up to me junior year. I was very busy. A lot of things were coming due. I cannot say that it was any one thing, but the final straw for me may have been that I was asked to work on the yearbook for my senior year. I knew more kids in the class than anyone. I knew more about them than most people in the class. I would sit with anyone on the bus. I was the only person in honors classes who could eat in the cafeteria with the car club. Part of that was because I was a politician, part of that was because I was in the honors classes with the preppy types but lived in a less upscale neighborhood with lots of kids, and part of that was because I liked people. The yearbook advisor knew that I would be a good person to do the senior writeups. She was also a favorite teacher of mine.

At any rate, as I was mulling this offer over, plus trying to handle all the other things, I became overwhelmed. One evening at dinner, I could not eat. It was not my stomach. It was my nerves. I could not aim my fork to find my mouth.

My mother, God bless her, saw that something was wrong. I went for a medical exam. I had no physical problem, but the doctor prescribed some megavitamins and some sleeping pills. Both helped a lot, especially the vitamins.

This happened in April shortly before April vacation. For April vacation I went to visit a friend who had moved to a different state where it was warmer. I was away from everything. I could meet some new people and be a tourist and just take it easy.

I came back refreshed. And, although it was hard to do, I told the yearbook advisor no.

Over the years working with teens, I have seen a similar pattern for many of them. It is not true for everyone. I know students at my school who are involved in no activities, do minimal homework, and spend their time watching television and playing video games.

To me that would be boring. I know it would to your daughter, too. Most students who are at least somewhat motivated and/or somewhat interested in extracurricular activities often reach an impossible point–that point seems to happen most often in eleventh grade.

Some causes are obvious. The classes get harder. Up to a point, Math had been just intuitive. Now I had to really figure it out. The joke is that in eleventh grade math you learned about things that you didn’t know you didn’t know! In English we were beginning to read works that required closer reading. Science required more lab time. There seemed to be longer papers in every course. This is normal. School ought to be getting more challenging. If it isn’t, you are not learning anything.

This pattern is true in extracurriculars as well. If you are a musician, you are probably taking on bigger parts, maybe even a solo. This is the way it should be, but it also means more work. In student government, the freshmen had one dance and a few small activities. The juniors had a prom and a number of other activities. As an officer I had more responsibility. In drama, the bigger parts usually go to juniors and seniors. That is fine, except that means more rehearsals and lines to memorize.

In sports, juniors and seniors are more likely to be starters and to be leaders on the team. This means more concentration, more practices, and more attention. Varsity teams play more games than and travel more than j.v. teams.

In many clubs and activities like scouts, you are expected to be a leader of one kind or another. In church youth group, when I was a freshman, I just came to hang out and have fun. Now I was one of the planners and organizers. My daughter has taken dance classes for a number of years. At first she went one day a week and did it mostly for fun. By junior year she was going three times a week and teaching younger students. That is the way it is.

Junior year seems to be when this all catches up with most active students. All of a sudden they are not able to be in all these activities they have done in the past and keep up with schoolwork and everything else. Because they are capable, people are expecting more from them. Some students resent this. Others try to please everyone. Neither reaction is good for the student.

Both reactions result in burnout. I know I was not getting enough sleep when I was a junior; I know that a lot of juniors today aren’t, either. Life is interesting. I did not want to miss anything. But if I was burning out or carrying around a load of anger or resentment, I wasn’t going to really enjoy things anyway.

What do I tell the kids today when I give my lecture?

Learn to say no.

You do not have to say no to everything, but you have to learn to make choices. Ask yourself which is going to be more important for you in the long run. It is not always easy.

Back when the local TV station and had academic competitions, the school where I teach used to have a quiz team which I advised. Some years it was pretty good. One year we made it to the state quarterfinals. A week after I shared my lecture with one class, one of the stars on the quiz team told me she decided to stop doing it. From the quiz team coach perspective, I was disappointed, but I understood that she had to give up something for her own health.

In some cases, it may be possible to hold back a little. I stayed in Explorers, but told the advisor that I had too much going on and could not be an officer any more. I did not run for a student government office my senior year. I dropped honors science. I liked science, I still do, but I realized that it was not going to be a career for me. I could concentrate more on the things that were most important, and I actually enjoyed my senior year. I would be lying if I never had any stresses after that, but I had learned to say no.

I admit that it is still hard to juggle activities–just last week at school was unbelievable for me. I picked up students and faculty from the school in China where I taught at the airport and had several other activities with them. I was in a play at school (small part but I still had to be there and learn my role). I also had midterms to grade and averages to report as well as teach classes. That week is over, so now I can pace myself till February vacation.

Anyway, junior year seems to be when a lot of things catch up with a lot of students and the stress is multiplied. That is a time when many students realize that they cannot continue in the way they have been going. They have to make some decisions. They have to begin to focus. My father and some of the science teachers at school were disappointed that I was not taking science any more. But I simply couldn’t do it all. Neither can our daughters or anyone else.

That is more or less the essence of the lecture I give my students. Maybe it can help your family a little. When I did this last year, I got several positive comments from both kids and parents. One student told her father, “Mr. Bair understands us.” I realize that there are other things going on in students’ lives, but a lot of times things just keep piling up until junior year when something has to be done. Ultimately for such people, learning to say no is a sign of maturity.

Dog Day Afternoon (Rosenfelt) – Review

David Rosenfelt. Dog Day Afternoon. Minotaur, 2024.

Dog Day Afternoon by David Rosenfelt (not Patrick Mann) is the most recent of the Andy Carpenter legal mysteries. Fans of these books understand they will be getting an original, clever, and exciting tale. As is typical, the title and cover are a bit misleading, though a dog is very peripherally involved.

Carpenter is a semi-retired lawyer who supports and helps out at a dog shelter. So does his friend and sometime co-worker Marcus. Marcus has a friend who is in big trouble. Someone has entered a very well-known personal injury law firm and shot six people to death. Although the shooter was masked, one of the survivors recognizes him as Nick, a young “gopher” at the firm who had not come to work that day.

Nick has a very unusual story. He says that on that day he was mysteriously rendered unconscious outside his apartment, and when he came to, he was chained inside some kind of warehouse. He was there for a few days and then released on a highway median. He had a bag over his head in the car so he could not see where he had come from or where he was going. Whenever his two captors appeared to him, they were wearing masks.

Meanwhile, his face was all over the news. By the time they release him, a major manhunt has begun. Marcus and Andy convince him that he has to turn himself in. He insists he is innocent, but he was identified. Not only that, but a pistol was found near his apartment that matched the ballistics of the fatal bullets, and the pistol has his fingerprints.

To the district attorney, it looks like an open and shut case. Andy only takes the case because of Marcus’s insistence. Once again, Andy has to put together a team to defend Nick and see if (1) Nick is telling the truth and (2), if so, what really happened.

Included in the team are his wife who is a policewoman, a friend who is a computer expert, and Marcus. Marcus is a veteran who, shall we say, is very good at hand-to-hand combat.

The story really grabbed me this time, and I found it hard to put down. The crime was very cleverly planned, so the team that solves the mystery had to be even more clever.

In it we discover some people whom the law firm helped out, but who seemed to have been paid less than what they were told they would get—yet they did not complain about being short-changed. Though the story is set in New Jersey, the land of The Sopranos, there appears to be a connection with a criminal organization out of Chicago.

It seems as though there may have been two people at the firm who were specifically targeted by the killer, one of the partners who specialized in malpractice cases, and an insurance executive who happened to be meeting with that partner. No one seems to know what they were planning to discuss, but the partner had sent out an email that he did not want anyone to leave work early that day because he would have an important announcement.

Slowly, maybe too slowly, what actually happened that day becomes clearer. In the meantime there are a couple of more murders of people who may have had connections to the crime. Andy and his friends may be in danger themselves. The mystery becomes a thriller, and an exciting one at that. Very clever, a bit complicated, but also something we can imagine. Since most of the tale is told in the first person, we know that Andy is still alive as he is telling the story, but there are some close calls…

The Portable Faulkner – Review

William Faulkner. The Portable Faulkner. 1946; Edited by Malcolm Cowley, Viking, 1963.

The Portable Faulkner
belongs to the well-known series of “Portable” anthologies by Viking Press. Readers may recognize the editor Malcolm Cowley as a well-known critic in his own right. Anyone who is studying Faulkner seriously should read his introduction and various commentaries in this book.

There are a total of eighteen selections in this book. All relate in some way to Yoknapatawpha County or the Mississippi Delta which is the setting of most of Faulkner’s tales. They are arranged historically—not by when the stories were written but by when the stories take place.

The first story, “A Justice,” then, is set in 1820 and describes in some detail the early settlement of Faulkner’s county by the Compson family. In it we meet the Native Americans who lived there before the European settlers and African slaves came. One of the important recurring characters is Sam Fathers.

The last story, “Delta Autumn” is set around 1940. The main character is Isaac “Ike” McCaslin, who in 1940 is about eighty years old. We first read about him when he is around ten in The Bear, a short novel that also appears in this collection.

The Bear has been published in three different versions. The one in this collection is the longest and the one Faulkner preferred. It does have an effective stream of consciousness narrative, but its density may make the reader miss some of the main ideas. The shorter version is more focused and ends with Ike’s father talking to him about the Keats’ poem “Ode on a Grecian Urn.” That powerful ending gets a buried in the longer version—though Faulkner uses italics to try to set it off—but the longer version is still worth reading.

The other novel-length story (some might say novella) is Old Man. It is a somewhat wild story set in the 1927 Mississippi River flood. Historically, much of the Mississippi Delta (about a quarter of the state) was flooded. In our story we have a convict from the notorious Parchman Farm penal colony who, when the prison farm is flooded, escapes in a skiff. One of the wardens instructs him to rescue a woman and a man in another place. Much of the story is about the adventures the convict and the woman, who turns out to be pregnant. The ending may be making a statement about life in an institution, whether a prison or some other place.

Although there are many interesting characters in these stories, the main character is really the American South. We have strong-willed characters, rugged farmers making something out of nothing, people conscious of manners and propriety, those prejudiced against Indians and blacks, swindlers, carpetbaggers, former Confederate soldiers, slaves and ex-slaves, Native Americans, those who fit in, and those who do not. But they all reflect the character of those from the South.

F. Scott Fitzgerald called irony the Holy Ghost of the twentieth century. If that is the case, then Faulkner is one of the most inspired writers. Occasionally, the irony is funny. There is a certain amount of humor in stories like “Spotted Horses” and “Death Drag.” With “Spotted Horses” we are reminded that before there were used car salesmen, there were horse traders. “Death Drag” is an almost silly story set in the 1920s when a small airplane lands in the county.

Even some of the more serious stories contain strangely humorous images. In “A Justice” we are to imagine a grounded steamboat towed on land over a dozen miles so an early settler could have a bigger house on his “plantation.”

One especially striking tale is the fairly well-known “A Rose for Emily.” It is the most gothic story in the collection and could be compared to other tales by Southerners Poe or O’Connor.

My favorite story in the collection is probably my favorite Faulkner story of the ones I have read. It ends his collection Go Down Moses and it ends this collection as being the most recent chronologically as noted above. “Delta Autumn” ties the Faulkner mythos and major themes together. The boy in The Bear, Ike McCaslin is now an old man. He has to travel much farther to find wilderness for his traditional November hunt. Others come with him including younger men representing the current generation of Edmonds and Legates. There are observations about the wilderness, speculations about the purposes of God, and powerful reflections on race relations. It is a gem. It helps to know the background of the McCaslin and Edmonds families, and the black descendants of the Beauchamps and Tomie’s Terrell, but if this were the only story Faulkner wrote, he would be remembered for it.

The introduction and chapter headings by Malcolm Cowley are well worth reading. Cowley knew most of the Lost Generation writers and personally worked with Faulkner putting this collection together. He shows a lot of understanding and some very acute observations. He notes, for example, that the title Light in August has nothing to do with illumination. A pregnant woman was said to be “light” after she delivered her baby. In other words, it refers to Lena Grove and her due date.

I would like to end the review with what Cowley wrote about “Delta Autumn” in this book:

Old Ike McCaslin…is the most admirable of Faulkner’s characters in his life as a whole and in his relations to the Negroes. Through Sam Fathers, his master in woodlore, he had also become the spiritual heir of the Chickasaws; and therefore it is right that he should give the final judgment on the Yoknapatawpha story from the beginning. “No wonder,” he thinks on his last trip into the wilderness, “the ruined woods I used to know don’t cry for retribution! The people who have destroyed it will accomplish its revenge.” (652)

As another famous Southerner, Pogo, so profoundly put it, “We have met the enemy and he is us.”

Vesper Flights – Review

Helen MacDonald. Vesper Flights. Grove Press, 2020.

I had read good things about the writing of Helen MacDonald. I was happy to receive a copy of Vesper Flights as a serendipitous gift. I can see why her writing has received such positive accolades.

Vesper Flights is a collection of essays. Most of them are about nature in some way. One somewhat humorous essay describes how the author as an idealistic recent college graduate got a job with a falcon captive breeding program. It was hard work and everyone who worked there drove one another crazy, but she lasted four years and learned a lot about hawks—and ostriches and cattle. The experience also reintroduced her to the real world after her time in the ivory tower.

A theme in many of the essays is how people relate to nature, especially to animals. She clearly has a love for birds, but she also emphasizes that if we attempt to anthropomorphize them or try to explain their behavior in human terms, we miss things. For example, traditionally, displays of male birds were seen as a means to attract females. Yet in many cases we have realized that they have more to do with setting up territories than mating.

A few different essays remind us that animals sense things differently. Migrating birds, for example, can sense the earth’s magnetic field to help guide them. They also seem to have an almost instinctive memory of constellations and certain landmarks. We understand how bats use echolocation, but it would be impossible for humans to blindfold themselves and then squeak or holler and expect to learn what objects surround us. These essays often get us to reconsider our perceptions.

MacDonald’s control of language and use of metaphor and simile is exquisite. She is a true prose stylist. For example, as she observes a fledgling swift hesitantly taking a flight for the first time, she writes that it reminds her of an insect emerging from a pupa. There is a struggle, there is flight, and in both cases they have been transformed.

The title essay “Vesper Flights” may be the best in the collection. Here she also describes the flights of swifts at night. It seems that near dusk and dawn they fly low but as the night advances, they go higher and higher into the atmosphere to chase the insects at the higher levels. And then they come down around midnight and rise up again until daybreak approaches. Even here discussing birds, she makes connections with her own childhood fascination with the different levels or “spheres” in the earth’s atmosphere.

One of the most moving essays has nothing to do with nature. It is the story of a young man in Iran who converted to Christianity. He literally was escaping from the back door of his home while the security forces were at the front door. “Through many dangers, toils, and snares” he eventually made it to England. Even the relative safety of that land he has to be alert for gangs connected to Shi’ite Islamists.

I confess that there might be a few duds. One essay, for example, is a kind of speculation on extraterrestrial life in the universe, but there are only two or three of those. Overall, this is a feast for anyone interested in nature or who wants to read good writing. I can easily imagine a few of these ending up in anthologies of rhetoric or literary nonfiction. I cannot help but think of the lines from Joni Mitchell’s “Clouds”:

Something’s lost and something’s gained by living every day.

Sometimes even loss brings growth and understanding.

Between a Flock and a Hard Place – Review

Donna Andrews. Between a Flock and a Hard Place. Minotaur, 2024.

We have reviewed a few Donna Andrews books on this blog. Between a Flock and a Hard Place is her latest. As with her other books, the plot involves serious crimes but with a touch of humor.

In this novel, narrator Meg Langslow is back home in Caerphilly, Virginia. A television crew is coming to town because the Smetkamp family has just won a network’s home remodeling competition. They are going to have their 1930s Sears house gutted and remodeled. Most people in town are excited for them, but there has been some opposition. Meg gets involved because she is a special assistant to the mayor.

Her ornithologist grandfather also gets involved because as the renovation team arrives in town, a flock of about 90 feral turkeys set up camp on the property that is to be repaired. Turkeys are aggressive and create quite a disturbance. These are not wild turkeys but domestic turkeys that have gone wild. They have no fear of people. They also tend to stay in one place, so people begin to immediately suspect that someone planted them there overnight.

Things get a lot more complicated. It turns out that the crew from Marvelous Mansions home makeover show knows little of construction. They remove a couple of load bearing walls, so the town has to declare the house unsafe for habitation. Meg offers the Smetkamps a guest bedroom at her house until the work is done. Mr. Smetkamp takes her up on the offer, but not Mrs. Smetkamp.

Across the street from the renovation lives Meg’s friend Gloria who rents out a couple of rooms to people. She rents out her attic space to a hard-core computer geek named Chris. She seldom sees Chris go in and out; he seems to stay in the attic most of the time. She has given up trying to carry on a conversation with him, and his first month there her electric bill rose $800 from all the computer equipment running. He did take care of that, but it does show us what a big operation he has in her attic. Although he seldom goes out, people have seen him watching the turkey antics from his upstairs window through binoculars.

At first the mystery is simply to find out who was behind the turkey transplant and how they did it. There also is the legal problem with the television crew and the building codes. And the mayor still has to deal with Charles Jasper, who used to live in the house and is now leading the opposition against the remodeling.

Those who read Lark! The Herald Angels Sing learned about the corrupt government in neighboring Clay County. There seems to a suspicious connection with Clay County here as well. And then Mr. Blomqvist, the leader of construction team suddenly leaves town—no one knows where he went, and none of the television or construction workers have been paid.

About halfway through Mrs. Smetkamp is murdered. It is clearly a murder since no one would stick a carpenter’s rasp through her neck accidentally or by suicide. The plot truly thickens.

As is true with many such cozy mysteries, no one likes Mrs. Smetkamp, including, it seems, Mr. Smetkamp.

The mysteries do take some time and persistence and luck to unravel. There are indeed several mysteries: the origin of the turkeys, where Blomqvist went, what Chris the computer guy is up to, and, of course, who killed Mrs. Smetkamp. The people involved are not necessarily related to each other or conspiring in any way, but they all come to a satisfying conclusion—though the plot goes in different directions, just as things usually do real life.

A Farewell to Arfs – Review

Spencer Quinn. A Farewell to Arfs. Forge, 2024.

Was it possible that anyone could throw out leftover bacon? How could bacon be left over? Yet that is what it smelled like. (122)

Yes, that is the typical canine perspective we have gotten used to and enjoyed from Spencer Quinn’s Chet and Bernie mysteries. A Farewell to Arfs continues that entertaining style.

Bernie Little of the Little Detective Agency investigates a case that he may not really have a client for. In A Farewell to Arfs, his elderly neighbor, Mr. Parsons, gets a desperate phone call from his only son asking for two thousand dollars, just for the weekend. Parsons does this only to find out that someone has cleaned out his bank account of all its money, just under fifty thousand dollars. Bernie accompanies Parsons to the bank and offers to help him. One problem is that his son Billy has disappeared.

The second problem is that we know that Billy has not been the most respectful son. He has spent time in prison; however, from all accounts he has cleaned up his life. He now helps run a kind of twelve-step program for ex-convicts. Everyone who knows him now says that the old Billy has truly changed.

So what really happened? Mr. Parsons insists that it was his son talking to him on the phone, and also that it could not have been him that took his money. Still, his dog Iggy was barking just about the whole time he was on the phone.

As Chet and Bernie begin investigating, things get complicated quickly. They end up interviewing people from all kinds of backgrounds, including clients of Billy, Billy’s girlfriend, some brilliant computer geeks, professional gamblers, and contacts in the police department.

Bernie continues to have some girlfriend problems himself. He has actually proposed to longtime girlfriend and policewoman Weatherly. Almost as soon as he accepts, the relationship goes south. A certain thug has been harassing her. When Bernie visits the man and tells him to lay off, the harasser files a complaint. The gung-ho new district attorney tends toward the “defund the police” side in her politics and threatens to recall Bernie’s detective license.

As always Chet observes a few things that Bernie does not, but since he cannot communicate with words, Bernie has to make his own discovery later.

We note that this story has echoes of a Quinn standalone novel Mrs. Plansky’s Revenge in which a retired woman is scammed by criminal phone call. Indeed, A Farewell to Arfs even mentions in passing an article about a woman who tracked down the scammers to Romania and went there looking for them. In this case, the outcome is quite different. I compared that novel to something by Alexander McCall Smith. No one would confuse this story with something by him. It is a lot less mellow.

P.S. In my last review of a Chet and Bernie book, I complained that I guessed the “perp” from Hollywood stereotyping. Thankfully, this story did not do that.

His Last Bow – Review

Arthur Conan Doyle. His Last Bow: An Epilogue of Sherlock Holmes. 1917; Project Gutenberg, 2024.

I confess that I thought I had read all of the Sherlock Holmes stories. After all, I had read and reviewed a collection that claimed to be the complete works. It turns out that the collection had a few stories missing. The recently reviewed O Jerusalem mentioned “The Devil’s Foot,” a story I could not remember at all. It turns out that the collection I reviewed omitted all but one story in this collection, which was the last collection of “new” Holmes stories that Doyle published.

The single story that was in the collection perhaps explains why the compiler missed the other stories. “His Last Bow” was also the name of the last story in this book. Apparently, the editor of the “complete” stories thought that that story was the only story in the collection. Anyway, now, I believe, my own reading of the Doyle Holmes stories is complete.

From his personal correspondence, Doyle indicated that he was not happy with many of the Holmes stories he wrote after Holmes returned from being presumed dead. Most of these stories are interesting and even clever, but for the most part they are not as entrancing as many of the earlier stores. Still, they would likely be published even today in a magazine that specialized in detective stories.

“The Adventure of Wisteria Lodge” has echoes of “The Red-Headed League” and may be the most interesting of these tales. A Mr. Eccles tells how a country neighbor named Garcia who recently moved to Wisteria Lodge has befriended him and turned up murdered the day after he spent the evening with him. There is a mysterious letter that makes it sound like Garcia was on his way to rendezvous with a woman, yet the only woman with any connection to the tale is a housemaid considerably older than Garcia.

“The Adventure of the Bruce-Partington Plans” tells how Holmes managed to root out a spy from the Continent. This case is somewhat interesting because Sherlock gets hired by his brother Mycroft Holmes who, as readers may know, has some kind of high-level unspecified government job. This tale progresses well via a combination of dialogue and classified advertisements.

This story is also alluded to in O Jerusalem, though not mentioned by name. Set in 1895 it is supposedly about secret naval engineering plans for a submarines. In O Jerusalem, Holmes says that the British never acted on the submarine plans, and the Germans had underwater superiority throughout the World War in spite of the vessel the British had designed—they never put it into production.

We could call “The Devil’s Foot” a medical mystery. Holmes and Watson are vacationing in Cornwall when two brothers and a sister, all single adults, expire mysteriously while playing cards one evening. They are found sitting at the table with their card hands still ready to be played. This story involves some subterfuge on Holmes’ part. (For what it is worth, this story was mentioned in O Jerusalem—for a plot-related reason—and I could not find the story in that “complete” Holmes collection I owned. That led me to discover this book I am now reviewing.)

“The Adventure of the Red Circle” also has echoes of the “Red-Headed League” as well as The Valley of Fear. A Mrs. Warren engages Holmes because she has a mysterious lodger. He has rented a room in her lodging house, but he never seems to come out of his room. She takes his meals to his room on a tray and leaves the tray by the door. Someone is murdered in her neighborhood, and she thinks there is a connection.

This tale is probably the most mysterious of the ones in this collection. Its only weakness is that the conclusion is a long narrative explaining the mystery. If there had been an effective way to illustrate the same through the action rather than a multi-page explanation, the story could have been a lot stronger.

“The Disappearance of Lady Frances Carfax” takes Watson through Europe trying to track down Lady Carfax who seems to have disappeared (in case you could not tell from the title). This is interesting because Holmes dispatches Watson to collect clues on his own by tracking down her last known addresses. Holmes disappears from much of this story, too. Watson is even more than usually self-effacing in this story. Still, together the two men do solve the mystery.

In “The Adventure of the Dying Detective” Holmes uses disguises effectively as he does in a couple of the other whodunits in this collection. Some stories depend not only on disguise but on Holmes’ acting ability. This is one of those. We admire Sherlock even if the plot is somewhat predictable.

“His Last Bow” was and is meant to be the last of the Holmes stories. Here we learn that Holmes indeed has retired to the countryside. He is in the process of having his Practical Handbook of Bee Culture published. He seems content but finds himself caught up in a German spy ring. Yes, this begins with “the most terrible August in the history of the world,” i.e. August 1914 when World War I begins. This is likely the most complicated of the plots in this collection. Readers will still find it intriguing, though Holmes seems a little too pat in this one.

All of these stories have an interesting feature. They all involve one way or another and international cast—whether it is foreign criminals, foreign spies, or foreign settings. I believe the earliest of these stories came out in 1909, and some clearly were written with the Great War in mind. We know that Doyle was interested in international affairs: The Crime of the Congo, his critique of the Belgian administration of the Congo, also came out in 1909. Holmes fans should not miss this, including those of us who thought we had read them all.

O Jerusalem (King) – Review

Laurie R. King. O Jerusalem. Bantam, 2000.

I went to the public universal library card catalog known as Amazon.com to see how many books were titled O Jerusalem. I found ten on the first three pages of my search. The title comes from the Bible:

If I forget you, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget its skill!
Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth, if I do not remember you,
If I do not set Jerusalem above my highest joy! (Psalm 137:5-6)

The O Jerusalem by Collins and LaPierre was one of the most exciting books I ever read. I was visiting a friend who owned a copy. I started reading it before going to bed. I ended up spending most of the night to finish it in one sitting.

King’s O Jerusalem is very different, but still an intriguing story. King has made a cottage industry by writing sequels to the Sherlock Holmes stories. The narrator of the tales taking Watson’s place is Mary Russell, a precocious teenager. In O Jerusalem she has just turned nineteen. Holmes recognizes her talent and is training her to become a detective like him, so he takes her along on certain cases that bring him out of retirement.

In this case, Sherlock’s brother Mycroft enlists his help for some government work in Palestine. The year is 1919, after the end of World War I, the defeat of the Turks, and the beginning of the British Mandate there. According to the novel, Holmes had spent some time in Palestine in the 1880s and learned Arabic. Russell is Jewish and speaks Hebrew, at least at the bat mitzvah level. Holmes and Russell, then embark to the Holy Land where their adventures begin.

Much of the tale is a kind of argosy through Israel. They visit numerous locations from Beersheva to Jericho and from Jaffa to Haifa. Much of the time they are accompanied by two Arabs who work for the British, Ali and Mahmoud. They encounter a few murders, and at some point each one of the four rescues at least one of the other members of the group.

However, the biggest mystery seems to be what Holmes and Russell are doing there. They discover some interesting facts and interesting people, but no one really knows what the actual purpose of their mission to Palestine is. About halfway through the novel Holmes and Russell meet General Allenby—a person whom Russell greatly admires. Finally they get a sense of what they are looking for.

It seems that there is a Turkish-rooted underground that wants to destabilize the British occupation and League of Nations mandate. Holmes deduces from what he observes that the plans of this underground include something big—think September 11 big.

Holmes begins to get close as he visits an ancient Orthodox monastery. He identifies one of the key operators in the underground group as someone thought to be dead. It is also pretty clear that someone in the British administration or army is informing the underground of what the British are doing. At one point they kidnap Holmes, and they clearly knew where his car was headed.

Some of the various parts come together, and the tale that begins with rambles around the Holy Land ends with a true tension. The opposition works in the underground not merely figuratively but literally. Holmes and Russell have a claustrophobic adventure among the various tunnels under the city of Jerusalem.

There are some allusions to other Holmes stories. One is mentioned explicitly as they come across a ten year old issue of the Strand magazine. Another time Holmes disguises himself with the pseudonym of William Gillette. I had to laugh since William Gillette was an actor who made a living a hundred years ago playing Sherlock Holmes on stage. (A few chapters later, this allusion is explained for the uninitiated.)

Even though the story takes a while to get off the ground, the many fascinating, historical, and Biblical places they visit give us an idea of what the Holy Land was like, and in many ways, what it is still like.

One quibble with the storytelling: Our first-person narrator occasionally uses words or terms that would not have been in use in 1919. One might be able to excuse some of the wording by saying that Russell, born in 1900, is looking back in the 1980s or 1990s and has picked up modern terms in the meantime. However, when a character speaks of the Armenian genocide, that is a clear anachronism since the term genocide was not coined until World War II.

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