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Wednesday, June 03, 2026

In Memory Yet Green (1920-1954) (Asimovian Memoirs #1) 4Stars

 

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Title: In Memory Yet Green (1920-1954)
Series: Asimovian Memoirs #1
Authors: Isaac Asimov
Rating: 4 of 5 Stars
Genre: Autobiography
Pages: 663
Words: 300K
Publish: 1979


The synopsis/whatever provided by Grokipedia is very long. However, it was not nearly as long as this book and I will say that a little Asimov goes a long way.

This is an autobiography and while I had added the “memoir” tag, Asimov does make it clear that he used his own journals as primary documents and he also used many of his contracts with various magazines and publishers to date stories, etc. Which leaves me feeling pretty comfortable that what is being told here is a step up from a pure memoir. However, and this is a big however, Asimov’s style makes it extremely clear that he is up-selling his positive traits and down playing the negative ones. He doesn’t ignore the bad stuff, but it is almost like he’s writing about them while squinting, so it’s all hazy and unclear.

I was ready for this to be over at the 400 page mark. The level of detail is what I would expect from a chronic journaller and might make historians all gushy, but for someone like me, it was just a flow of minutiae that overwhelmed me. The level of personal detail is why I decided to add the memoir tag. Plus, near the beginning he claims to have a “near-eidetic” memory but later in the book acknowledges he has no memory of certain events or people and that without his journal, they would have disappeared from his mind. So he remembers what he remembers very well, but what he doesn’t remember, he doesn’t remember not remembering. If that makes sense? Which means anything from his memory is suspect, which is what memoirs are all about.

I actually took a break from reading this after the 400page mark and read a couple of other things, just to give myself some breathing room. I actually read The Black Colossus, Edgar and Emma and The White Rose. A novella, a short story and a novel and it was barely enough.

Don’t get me wrong, Asimov wrote smoothly, with a funny and very witty style and he was never a bore or pompous. But just like anyone who finds a track of success, sometimes they overuse that “joke” and by the third time it’s just embarrassing to listen to them instead of being uproariously funny like the first time. Like I said, I’d reached my limit by 400 pages and the book was just under 700.

I am pretty much done my reading of Asimov’s fiction, which is why I chose to dive into this trilogy about the author as a man. That usually doesn’t work out so well for me and this was about what I expected. Asimov was a lech and very handsy (even by 1940’s and 1950’s standards) and I am surprised that he wasn’t beaten up. I know I would probably have threatened to blow his brains out. He was also an adulterer and philanderer and didn’t try to hide that in this volume. He does downplay it and there is nothing salacious, but it is clear he would take just about anything offered by any woman he found attractive.

I learned a lot about his growing up years and his breaking into the literary world and I’m glad I did. I also made up the “series” title because there is this volume and then the next, which covers up to 1978 and then there was a posthumous volume entitled “I, Asimov”, all of which comprise an autobiography but assembled at various times and by various people (Asimov died in 1992 I believe).

The title of this volume, and the next volume (In Joy Still Felt), are taken from an anonymous poem that Asimov included at the beginning of the book. Here it is:
In memory yet green, in joy still felt,
The scenes of life rise sharply into view.
We triumph, Time's disasters are undealt,
And while all else is old, the world is new.

I will not try to psychoanalyze that at all. You are more than welcome too if you so desire.

★★★★☆


From Grokipedia.com

In Memory Yet Green: The Autobiography, 1920-1954 is the first volume of Isaac Asimov's autobiography, published in 1979 by Doubleday & Company, Inc. [1] [2] It chronicles the author's life and career from his birth in 1920 through 1954, marking the period of his early years, immigration to the United States, education, and emergence as a writer in science fiction and science popularization. [3] The book is notable as Asimov's two-hundredth published work, in which he applies his characteristic candid and engaging style to recounting his own experiences in science, science fiction, and related pursuits. [4]The autobiography serves as a detailed personal account from one of the most prolific authors of the 20th century, whose output spanned multiple genres and disciplines. [4] A companion second volume, In Joy Still Felt, continues the narrative from 1954 onward. [5] The work provides insight into Asimov's development as a writer during a formative era of his professional life. [3]

Background

Isaac Asimov

Isaac Asimov was born on January 2, 1920, in Petrovichi, Russia, and emigrated to the United States with his family, arriving in New York City on February 3, 1923, at the age of three.[6] He grew up in Brooklyn and pursued his education at Columbia University, where he earned a B.S. in chemistry in 1939, an M.A. in 1941, and a Ph.D. in 1948.[6] Asimov joined the Boston University School of Medicine faculty in 1949 as an instructor in biochemistry, advancing to assistant professor in 1951, associate professor in 1955, and ultimately full professor in 1979, though he relinquished active teaching duties in 1958 to focus on writing while retaining his title.[6]Asimov established himself as a prolific author and science popularizer, producing works across science fiction, popular science, mystery, and other fields.[7] Widely regarded as one of the most prolific writers in history, he authored or edited hundreds of books over his career.[6] In 1979, In Memory Yet Green was published as his 200th book, coinciding with Opus 200, a collection highlighting his first two hundred titles.[6] His major science fiction contributions, including the Foundation series and the landmark short story "Nightfall," had already earned him enduring acclaim in the genre by the time he undertook his autobiography.[6] In Memory Yet Green itself covers Asimov's life from 1920 to 1954; he transitioned to full-time writing in 1958.[6]

Writing and purpose

Asimov composed In Memory Yet Green during the late 1970s, when he had achieved extraordinary productivity and renown, marking the book itself as his 200th published work.[8] This timing allowed the autobiography to serve as a reflective self-portrait, capturing his ascent from a child of Russian immigrants to a leading figure in science fiction and popular science writing.[9]His motivation stemmed in large part from a lifelong compulsive work ethic, rooted in his father's frequent criticisms labeling him a "fulyack" (Yiddish for sluggard), which instilled a deep-seated fear of idleness and drove him to maintain relentless output across decades.[8] By documenting his early life and career in exhaustive detail, Asimov sought to chronicle this transformation and affirm his accomplishments against that early judgment.[8]To ensure precision and depth, he relied on the diaries he had kept compulsively since youth, chronicling minutiae such as birthdays, acquisitions of typewriters or telephones, and daily events.[9] These records enabled the autobiography's remarkable factual accuracy and granular reconstruction of his experiences.[9]

Publication history

Original publication

In Memory Yet Green: The Autobiography, 1920-1954 was first published on February 9, 1979, by Doubleday & Company, Inc. in Garden City, New York.[10] This initial hardcover edition contained ix + 732 pages (with additional plates), bore the ISBN 0-385-13679-X, and retailed for $15.95.[10] The book marked a notable publishing event as one of two volumes—alongside the Houghton Mifflin anthology Opus 200—promoted as Isaac Asimov's 200th book, celebrating his prolific career across science fiction, popular science, and other genres.[11] This milestone designation underscored the release's significance for Asimov's wide audience, who followed his extensive output with enthusiasm.[12] The Doubleday edition, issued as the first volume of Asimov's autobiography, represented a major hardcover release tailored to his established readership.[13]

Editions and reprints

Following the original 1979 hardcover publication by Doubleday, In Memory Yet Green was reprinted as a trade paperback by Avon Books in 1980. [10] This edition, with ISBN 978-0380754328, retained the complete original text across 732 pages and was presented as the first volume of Isaac Asimov's autobiography. [2] The sequel, In Joy Still Felt: The Autobiography of Isaac Asimov, 1954-1978, appeared the same year, forming a two-volume continuation of his life story. [14] The Avon paperback remains available through used book markets and online sellers. [15]

Content summary

Early childhood and immigration

In "In Memory Yet Green", Asimov recounts his birth on January 2, 1920, in Petrovichi, a small town in the Russian Soviet Federative Socialist Republic (now in Russia), to Jewish parents Judah Asimov and Anna Rachel Berman Asimov. [6] Facing difficult conditions in post-revolutionary Russia, including economic hardship and political uncertainty, the family decided to emigrate to the United States for better opportunities. [6] [16] They departed the Soviet Union on January 11, 1923, and arrived in New York City on February 3, 1923, when Asimov was three years old. [6]The family settled in the East New York section of Brooklyn at 425 Van Siclen Avenue, where they began their new life as Russian-speaking Jewish immigrants. [6] Judah Asimov, initially penniless and unable to speak or read English, worked various jobs before saving enough to open a candy store, which became the family's home and primary source of income. [17] [16] The store operated long hours, often from early morning to late at night, reflecting the demanding work ethic of immigrant life in Brooklyn. [17]As a young child in a non-English-speaking household, Asimov initially struggled with the new language. [17] Before the age of five, however, he taught himself to read by carefully deciphering shop signs and street signs around Brooklyn, driven by intense curiosity and determination to understand his surroundings. [17] These early efforts at self-education amid the challenges of immigration are presented in the autobiography as foundational to his later intellectual development. [17]

School years and self-education

Asimov portrays his school years as those of a child prodigy who advanced quickly through the educational system. [3] He skipped several grades in elementary school and earned A's in nearly every subject, receiving only lower marks in deportment. [9] [18]His early introduction to fiction came through a friendship with a talkative classmate who mesmerized him with invented stories, marking his first meaningful encounter with narrative literature. [18] [3] This experience fueled his growing passion for reading, which he pursued independently by secretly borrowing science fiction pulp magazines from the display rack in his father's candy store. [18] He read them in hiding and carefully returned them to appear untouched, allowing him to explore the genre without parental knowledge. [4]

College and graduate studies

In Memory Yet Green recounts Isaac Asimov's accelerated entry into higher education, beginning in 1935 at the age of fifteen after graduating from high school.[19] He initially enrolled at City College of New York for a few days before switching to Seth Low Junior College, the Brooklyn campus of Columbia University, where he received a $100 scholarship.[19] The book describes his disappointment at not gaining direct admission to the more prestigious Columbia College proper, instead starting at the less elite Seth Low branch, which served commuter students and had a predominantly Jewish and Italian student body.[4][20]Seth Low Junior College closed after Asimov's freshman year in 1936, prompting his transfer to Columbia University's main Morningside Heights campus.[19] There, he pursued chemistry as his major, completing his Bachelor of Science degree in 1939 at age nineteen.[19] The autobiography details his persistence in graduate studies despite obstacles, including initial rejection from Columbia's master's program in chemistry after being turned down by medical schools; he successfully argued for probationary admission, which was lifted after one year, resulting in his Master of Arts degree in 1941.[19]Asimov continued directly into Columbia's doctoral program in chemistry, though his research faced significant interruption from 1942 to 1946 due to overlapping wartime commitments.[19] He completed his PhD in chemistry in May 1948, marking the culmination of his formal academic training in the field.[19] The book covers these experiences across roughly pages 139–165, emphasizing his rapid progression, financial strains, admissions challenges, and the intellectual rigor of his chemistry studies at Columbia.[20]

World War II and military service

During World War II, Asimov describes being recruited to work as a civilian chemist at the Naval Air Experimental Station in Philadelphia (commonly known as the Philadelphia Navy Yard) starting in May 1942, following a recommendation from fellow science fiction writer Robert A. Heinlein, who was already employed there. [21] [19] His duties primarily involved routine laboratory testing of materials used in naval aircraft, such as soaps, cleaners, seam sealers, plastics, and other substances, to ensure they met specifications for quality and performance. [21] As an example, he details testing waterproofness by placing calcium chloride in aluminum pans, covering them with the material under examination, sealing the edges with wax, weighing them before and after exposure to humidity for twenty-four hours, and measuring any weight gain due to water absorption. [21] Asimov reflects that his contributions were limited and routine, expressing the belief that in peacetime he would have been considered incompetent and dismissed for failing to innovate or advance beyond basic compliance testing. [21] He also notes learning to write technical specifications in the deliberately complex "Navy style" and once submitted a deliberately satirical version as an experiment, only to have it praised as exemplary by superiors. [22]Despite the war's conclusion in Europe and the Pacific, Asimov recounts persistent anxiety over potential conscription and his efforts to avoid induction through legal deferments. [22] He was eventually drafted and inducted into the U.S. Army on November 1, 1945. [22] [19] After initial processing at Fort Meade, Maryland, he was assigned to Camp Lee, Virginia, where—despite classification as a "critically needed specialist" in chemistry—he and other technically trained personnel were relegated to clerical and typing duties. [22] Later transferred to Oahu, Hawaii, Asimov narrowly escaped assignment to observe the Operation Crossroads atomic bomb tests at Bikini Atoll due to a clerical error that mistakenly recorded him as discharged and halted family allotment payments; he leveraged this administrative mistake to secure a return to the mainland for correction. [22] The issue was resolved in his favor, resulting in an honorable discharge on July 26, 1946, at the rank of corporal after nine months of service. [22]Asimov characterizes much of his military experience as absurd and Kafkaesque, particularly the misallocation of skilled personnel and the continuation of the draft after victory. [22] He relates two rare episodes of intoxication among his anecdotes: on one occasion, after becoming drunk, he professed love to a fellow soldier named Stash, who reacted defensively by preparing to fight off an embrace, after which Asimov giggled through the night and reflected that it was the only truly happy day he had in the Army, musing that such episodes explain why people drink; on another, he soothed a hiccuping, affectionate drunken bunkmate named Upton by reciting a humorous poem about the exaggerated love between drunken men, after which Upton vomited and fell asleep. [22]

Postwar academic career

In In Memory Yet Green, Asimov describes resuming his professional life after the war by joining the biochemistry department at Boston University School of Medicine in 1949 as an instructor, where he taught classes and conducted some research on nucleic acids and paper chromatography with the goal of studying cancer tissue, though he later reflected that this line of inquiry would not have produced meaningful results. [23] He particularly enjoyed lecturing and received standing ovations from his classes at the medical school, while he also began delivering popular science talks beyond the university. [18] [23] After struggling with administrative hurdles for raises and promotions, he advanced to Assistant Professor of Biochemistry at the end of 1951. [23] Although he liked lecturing and had no objection to grading objective-answer questions, Asimov expressed strong distaste for grading essay questions, performing laboratory research, and authoring scientific papers or textbooks. [23]The autobiography covers elements of his personal life during this period, including his marriage to his first wife, Gertrude. [4] The couple moved several times, first to a hot converted attic apartment, then to a more comfortable apartment, and finally to their first house. [23] After nine years of marriage and having abandoned hopes of having children, Gertrude gave birth to their son David shortly after Asimov experienced kidney stones, an event that led him to obtain life insurance and prepare a will. [23] [19] During these years, he learned to drive and purchased a Plymouth automobile to ease his commute. [23]Asimov also recounts his gradual transition toward full-time writing, noting that his writing income rose sharply and eventually surpassed his university salary, prompting him to regard writing as his primary vocation and his academic role as secondary. [23] His growing success in science fiction, addressed in the section on his rise in the field, supported this shift. The book concludes with the initial stages of disputes over his university position. [18]

Rise in science fiction

In Memory Yet Green details Asimov's entry into professional science fiction writing in 1938, when he began submitting short stories to pulp magazines while still a teenager, receiving numerous rejections before his persistence paid off with his first acceptance. His first published story, "Marooned off Vesta," appeared in Amazing Stories in October 1939 after being sold to editor Raymond A. Palmer. Asimov describes his early involvement with the Futurians, a New York-based fan group that included aspiring writers and future editors such as Frederik Pohl and Donald A. Wollheim, providing him with encouragement and contacts in the field even as he remained somewhat on the periphery due to his heavy focus on writing and studies.A key turning point came in his relationship with John W. Campbell, the editor of Astounding Science-Fiction, whom Asimov first met in 1938. Campbell rejected Asimov's early submissions but offered detailed feedback and encouragement, eventually publishing his stories starting in 1940 and becoming a major influence on his career. In 1941, Campbell supplied the premise for "Nightfall," a story about a planet with six suns experiencing darkness for the first time, which Asimov wrote quickly and which appeared in Astounding to significant acclaim within the genre. Asimov recounts the story's rapid composition and its status as one of his most successful early works, helping solidify his reputation among readers and editors.The autobiography further describes the inception of the Foundation series in 1942, when Campbell suggested the idea of a science of psychohistory to predict the future of a galactic empire, inspired by Gibbon's history of Rome; Asimov began the series with the novelette "Foundation," published in Astounding that year, followed by sequels that appeared over the next decade. He notes the magazine's payment rates of around one to two cents per word, which provided supplemental income alongside his academic position, though the economics of pulp publishing required prolific output to sustain a career. By 1954, Asimov had produced dozens of stories, established the Foundation narrative as a major work, and transitioned toward book publication with early novels such as Pebble in the Sky (1950) and the collected Foundation trilogy (1951–1953), marking his rise to prominence as one of the field's leading authors.



Tuesday, April 28, 2026

A Son of Thunder (Non-Fiction) 3.5Stars

 

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Title: A Son of Thunder
Series: -----
Author: Henry Mayer
Rating: 3.5 of 5 Stars
Genre: Biography
Pages: 504
Words: 178K
Publish: 1986



This was a biography of Patrick Henry and came across much more as someone telling a story than a hard facts and dates kind of biography that I kind of expect when I think of that genre. I like that story telling aspect quite a bit. Made the reading sail along smoothly instead of clumping along through boggy swamps. There is very little about his growing up days and most of it centers around his rise to fame through the American Revolution and then his subsequent hand in crafting the Constitution and the Bill of Rights.

I enjoyed reading this, sparse as it was. Henry was apparently a private man and took that to great lengths. Good for him I say. Also, the reason he was so adamant about the Bill of Rights, everything he feared about a centralized government, has come to pass. He would look on us today as the most abject of slaves, and he was a slave owner himself, so he would know. It’s not that he was prescient, he simply knew, as did most men of his time, how Power worked and how it affected mankind.

From the few interactions with George Washington that he had, I think I’d like to investigate Washington at some time and read a couple of biographies about him. But that’ll have to wait as I’ve got about 15 other non-fiction books in the queue.

★★★✬☆


From the Publisher:

Patrick Henry was a charismatic orator whose devotion to the pursuit of liberty fueled the fire of the American Revolution and laid the groundwork for the United States. As a lawyer and a member of the Virginia House of Burgess, Henry championed the inalienable rights with which all men are born. His philosophy inspired the Declaration of Independence, the Constitution, and, most significantly, the Bill of Rights.   Famous for the line “Give me liberty or give me death!” Patrick Henry was a man who stirred souls and whose dedication to individual liberty became the voice for thousands. In A Son of Thunder, Henry Mayer offers “a biography as [Patrick] Henry himself would have wanted it written


Tuesday, March 17, 2026

Running Scared (Non-Fiction) 3.5Stars

 

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Title: Running Scared
Series: Non-Fiction
Author: Edward Welch
Rating: 3.5 of 5 Stars
Genre: Christian Counseling
Pages: 240
Words: 84K
Publish: 2007



This was the book that I should have read before diving into the little book “When I am Afraid”. Most of the same things apply to this book that applied to WIAA. Specifically, this was written TO anxious people, not being written ABOUT anxiety. More importantly, it is explicitly Christian in it’s world view, it’s solutions and its discussions. If you are not a Christian, but suffer from anxiety, I don’t see this helping you one bit.

And that actually plays into some of the points that Welch makes. One is that most anxiety is not some medical disorder that drugs can “cure”. He states that unless there has been injury that can be scanned, analyzed, etc, the issue of anxiety is purely a spiritual matter. He doesn’t say anxiety doesn’t exist or that the sufferers of it are making things up, but he states that while they can kick the can down the road with feel good, positive thoughts, or even taking medication, the best they can hope for is to contain the anxiety. That’s not what he’s going for when talking to Christians and I’m glad of that. Welch himself suffers from diagnosed anxiety and that made a lot of what he states much more believable to me, as a non-anxious layman.

Because this was not about Anxiety (and one of the traps Welch mentions is that anxious people think ‘information’ will help their anxiety), it wasn’t as helpful to me as I was hoping. But I pretty much knew that from reading WIAA the other week. Knowing that, I decided to see how it could help me, as a Christian. We all suffer anxiety of some sort and at differing levels during our lives, so why not get some help before I need it, right?

The biggest thing I took away from this book is that God gives us the grace we need, WHEN we need it. Welch is constantly referring back to the Israelites in the wilderness when they wandered for 40 years between leaving Egypt in the Exodus to when they entered the Promised Land, Canaan. The main thing he bangs on is the manna that God provided, each day. They couldn’t gather it and save it (God told them not to and some of them tried anyway. It went moldy and wormy overnight) but had to trust that God would provide more manna tomorrow. His point is that we worry about tomorrow when our needs are being taken care of today and that we need to trust that God will take care of us tomorrow too. He spends a whole chapter on differentiating what we think our needs are versus what God says our needs are. That is a good thing to remember.

His advice to most anxious Christians comes down to reading your Bible daily, praying daily and truly learning to seek and trust God. He goes into more detail that I’m sure would help anxious people, but that is the big picture take away. I’m glad I read this, but I’m not sure I’d read anything else by Welch unless it was an issue that I was directly dealing with. But if I was, I’d unhesitatingly read one of his other books.

★★★✬☆


Tuesday, March 03, 2026

When I am Afraid (Non-Fiction) 3.5Stars

 

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Title: When I am Afraid
Series: Non-Fiction
Author: Edward Welch
Rating: 3.5 of 5 Stars
Genre: Christian Counseling
Pages: 58
Words: 19K
Publish: 2008



I heard about this book from Michael W on a post he did about Mental Health and Christianity. In the comments he recommended this little book. So I added it to my tbr and while it took a bit longer to get around to than I was expecting, I still got to it before 2027, which is a win for ANY recently added book to my tbr :-)

I didn’t realize when I started this, but it is stated right on the first page, that this is a companion volume to Welch’s book Running Scared, a full book about anxiety, worry and fear. The proper thing for me to have done would be to have put this little companion booklet down, read the first book and then come back to this one. Well, nobody tells ME what order to read books, so I ignored that and plunged right into this.

First, this really is a companion booklet, with tons of questions for the reader to ponder. I should have read Running Scared first after all. However, what this booklet did for me showed me that I don’t suffer from anxiety, worry or fear. Now, everybody has to deal with those, but it isn’t debilitating like I know it is for others. My goal in reading this, and the next book, was to help me better understand people who DO suffer from anxiety and what they experience. This was not the booklet for that. This was directly addressing those who do suffer and what they can do and how they can change their thinking.

Second, this is explicitly Christian. It will be of no help at all to anyone who doesn’t believe in God and Jesus. The whole thrust of Welch’s thinking is that God is there to take care of us (as He sees fit, not becoming a vending machine god in the process). If you don’t believe in God, well, good luck believing He will take care of you.

I do have a feeling that Running Scared is going to be a book that is talking to the Anxious and not going to be about the symptoms of Anxiety or what to do to help support those who do. That’s not a bad thing at all, just means I’ll be adjusting my expectations going into it.

★★★✬☆


Tuesday, January 06, 2026

No One Round Here Reads Tolstoy (Memoir) 1.5Stars

 

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Title: No One Round Here Reads Tolstoy
Series: Memoir
Author: Mark Hodkinson
Rating: 1.5 of 5 Stars
Genre: Memoir
Pages: 307
Words: 107K
Publish: 2022



First book of 2026 and I end up with this stinker. My goodness, it’s like it is November and December of 2025 all over again! Ahhhhhhhhh….

I went into this “Memoir” (oh, how I am coming to hate this particular kind of non-fiction) expecting it to, you know, be about BOOKS that had shaped the author’s life as he’d grown up in an environment where reading wasn’t prevalent and in some cases, was actually discouraged. Instead, he wrote more about the music that influenced him as a pre-teen and teen and then 20something.

The whole attitude of this book was “I deserved better than I got and it was always everyone else’s fault”. His parents provided him a roof, food, schooling and they never stopped him from reading the books he wanted or listening to the music he wanted. But his disdain for his parents is almost palpable and his snooty attitude about the working class is like a slap in the face on every page. The entire sub-story about his grandpa getting hit in the head as a young man and his decline into dementia and eventually death from wandering out in the elements, while supposed to be loving, felt more like the author was airing his family’s dirty laundry to generate sympathy so he could say “Look at how bad I had it, pity me”. It also had nothing to do with books.

The last chapter in the book details his times visiting a psychologist and a life coach. When talking to the shrink he has this to write at one point:
I was hoping she would pick up on this last bit so I could waterfall my life story, how I felt I was a weird cuckoo kid placed with the wrong parents and had been failed by the education system and how I’d missed out. Basically, all my self-pitying stuff, laid on good and thick.

And that is the summation of this book. It is a gigantic whinefest by the author about how hard doneby he was and how he deserved our pity and wasn’t he so great for turning out so “normal” coming from such a horrid background. It filled me with disgust instead.

I asked for some help for the final sentence of this review, because the author is from the UK and I figured some American insult would just roll off his shoulders should he ever read this (very unlikely, but stranger things have happened with me and authors, sadly), so I asked what a really good insult would be. I came up with “ Mark Hodkinson is a wankering twat!” and that really shows how low esteem I hold for him and this book.

★✬☆☆☆


From the Publisher:

Mark Hodkinson grew up among dark satanic mills in a house with just one book: Folklore, Myths and Legends of Britain. His dad kept it on top of a wardrobe with other items of great worth - wedding photographs and Mark's National Cycling Proficiency certificate. If Mark wanted to read it, he was warned not to crease the pages or slam shut the covers.
Fast forward to today, and Mark still lives in Rochdale snugly ensconced (or is that buried?) in a 'book cave' surrounded by 3,500 titles - at the last count. He is an author, journalist and publisher.
So this is his story of growing up a working-class lad during the 1970s and 1980s. It's about schools (bad), music (good) and the people (some mad, a few sane), and pre-eminently and profoundly the books and authors (some bad, mostly good) that led the way, shaped a life. If only coincidentally, it relates how writing and reading has changed, as the Manor House novel gave way to the kitchen sink drama and working-class writers found the spotlight (if only briefly).
Mark also writes movingly about his troubled grandad who, much the same as books, taught him to wander, and wonder.


Tuesday, November 11, 2025

Rise of the Warrior Cop (Non-Fiction) 1Star DNF@63%

 

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Title: Rise of the Warrior Cop
Series: (Non-Fiction)
Author: Radley Balko
Rating: 1 of 5 Stars DNF@63%
Genre: Non-Fiction
Pages: 459 / 290
Words: 176K / 111K
Publish: 2021 (updated)



When the author apologized for his whiteness and his editor’s whiteness in the “updated” introduction, I knew this was going to be a rough read. When the author made it clear that he wanted to legalize marijuana on a national scale and claimed that there were no harmful side effects to using it, the ride got rougher. When the author used personal attacks against one political party for doing something, then softballed the other political party when they did the exact same thing, it became Defcon 6. Finally, the ride went straight off a 1,000 foot waterfall when he claimed that ecstasy was harmless and that doctors who “over-prescribed” opioids were victims of a federal government witch hunt.

With all of that, I simply cannot trust ANYTHING he writes about in the book. You and I, as readers, don’t get to pick and choose what we want from an author when he makes it obvious he isn’t telling the truth. He’s either lying his little political ass off, or he isn’t.

Balko made it plain that he is a druggee and lying sack of politically filled bullshit. Which is just too bad because I was looking forward to reading on this subject.

What makes it even worse, personally, is that this is my THIRD dnf in the last two weeks. I have got to start picking out my books better than this. My monthly average rating is going to tank at this rate :-(

★☆☆☆☆


From the Publisher

The last days of colonialism taught America’s revolutionaries that soldiers in the streets bring conflict and tyranny. As a result, our country has generally worked to keep the military out of law enforcement. But according to investigative reporter Radley Balko, over the last several decades, America’s cops have increasingly come to resemble ground troops. The consequences have been dire: the home is no longer a place of sanctuary, the Fourth Amendment has been gutted, and police today have been conditioned to see the citizens they serve as an other—an enemy.

Today’s armored-up policemen are a far cry from the constables of early America. The unrest of the 1960s brought about the invention of the SWAT unit—which in turn led to the debut of military tactics in the ranks of police officers. Nixon’s War on Drugs, Reagan’s War on Poverty, Clinton’s COPS program, the post–9/11 security state under Bush and Obama: by degrees, each of these innovations expanded and empowered police forces, always at the expense of civil liberties. And these are just four among a slew of reckless programs.

In Rise of the Warrior Cop, Balko shows how politicians’ ill-considered policies and relentless declarations of war against vague enemies like crime, drugs, and terror have blurred the distinction between cop and soldier. His fascinating, frightening narrative shows how over a generation, a creeping battlefield mentality has isolated and alienated American police officers and put them on a collision course with the values of a free society.


Tuesday, September 09, 2025

Then It Fell Apart (Non-Fiction) 2Stars

 

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Title: Then It Fell Apart
Series: Non-Fiction
Author: Moby
Rating: 2 of 5 Stars
Genre: Non-Fiction
Pages: 382
Words: 119K
Publish: 2019



Wikipedia has this little bit to say about this book:

The memoir predominantly deals with Moby's life from 1999 to 2009 with some flashbacks to his early childhood. In particular, the memoir deals with his surprise at the accidental success of Play, his descent into alcohol addiction, and his decision in 2007 to finally go to rehab in order to stay sober.”

I read Moby’s first memoir, Porcelain, back in 2017. I enjoyed it and so when I was looking for non-fiction books to fill up my non-fiction category, I found out Moby had written a second memoir.

This book alternates chapters from 1999 to 2008 and then from 1968 to the 80’s.

Moby claims to remember stuff from 3 years old and on. Some of it pretty terrible in fact. I can’t say he’s lying, but most kids do not remember things from that age, not even the really bad stuff. The one thing that bears him out though is his later behavior, which has all the classic signs of an abuse victim. Then again, all one has to do is take a Psych 101 class to learn what those behaviors are. The 1999 and on parts were about his meteoric rise to fame and then his gradual descent. It was the typical shallow rockstar story of drugs, alcohol and sex. The book ends with him going to an AA (Alcoholics Anonymous) meeting and realizing that he did need help.

My problem is that not once is there any sense of shame or regret. He goes through people (not just girlfriends) like they are disposable. It was exactly the same as how he wrote about people in Porcelain. A name, a situation, then we never hear about them again. We don’t hear how or why he stopped hanging out with them, beyond the occasional “and I was a dick to them” general blabbings. It was trademark narcissism. I was hoping since he’d gotten clean around 2008 that he’d grown up between then and writing this book. Sadly, it seems he hadn’t.

He didn’t handle fame very well and his drinking, drug use and promiscuity were simply accelerated by it. This was a journal of self-destruction. I also had my doubts about the accuracy of things portrayed. Memory is a porous thing (hence my weekly journaling) and details are easy to misremember OR to be remembered in a light that makes us feel better about ourselves.

Overall, this felt like I had been dragged through a sewer and had many, many instances of second hand shame, as there wasn’t any on Moby’s part.

I had a large collection of Moby’s work on hand while reading this and would have it playing in the background. I listened to his earlier works, which I didn’t care for, then his three big album hits (Play, 18 and Hotel, with Play and 18 including the B-sides songs) which I did enjoy quite a bit and then his later stuff which I once again did not enjoy. It felt like he was a musician doing “musician’y” things for his own enjoyment or other musicians rather than for the masses like me. I can understand why those three albums made waves and I can understand why his other stuff didn’t.

If Moby ever writes a third memoir about getting cleaned up and his life after fame, I’ll be tempted to read it. But I don’t know if I would or not. I can’t take another book of non-repentance.

★★☆☆☆


Tuesday, August 05, 2025

As You Wish (Non-fiction) 3.5Stars

 

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Title: As You Wish
Series: -----
Author: Cary Elwes & Joe Layden
Rating: 3.5 of 5 Stars
Genre: Non-Fiction
Pages: 244
Words: 79K
Publish: 2014



I chose this because Mrs B and I had recently rewatched the movie The Princess Bride and we enjoyed it so much (again!) that I decided to upgrade my dvd to a bluray. When you buy something on Amazon they immediately “suggest” other things you can also buy. This popped up and I was already looking for more non-fiction to add to my list, so voila! Here we are. The full title is “As You Wish: Inconceivable Tales from the Making of The Princess Bride”. I think you can understand why I didn’t include that subtitle :-)

If nonfiction books are coffee, that strong, bitter, scalding hot that perks you right up kind of reading, then this was a double latte mocha soy frappucino with whipped cream on top and caramel syrup with cinnamon sprinkles. It is “technically” still coffee, but the reality is something else. That perfectly describes this book. Frothy, sugary and light. It was yummy and delicious, but there wasn’t one dark bitter taste like coffee should have.

This was a fun read and considering everything, I can see why the authors went this route. They weren’t out to tell all or dish the dirt, but to enhance the positive about the movie. It does that job admirably. Elwes relates little anecdotes that will make rewatching the movie MORE fun as I’ll remember snippets here and there.

This was deliberately not a critical take on the movie production. I kind of wanted that because I always want the full picture of what went on in the past. But that’s not what this is, so I just had to shrug and accept it. I enjoyed it and had a good time, so it was in no way any kind of failure. It just wasn’t the kind of non-fiction I want to read very much of. I want something with a bit more weight.

★★★✬☆☆


From the Publisher

Standing on the stage for the twenty-fifth anniversary of The Princess Bride, I felt an almost overwhelming sense of gratitude and nostalgia. It was a remarkable night and it brought back vivid memories of being part of what appears to have become a cult classic film about pirates and princesses, giants and jesters, cliffs of insanity, and of course rodents of unusual size.

It truly was as fun to make the movie as it is to watch it, from getting to work on William Goldman's brilliant screenplay to being directed by the inimitable Rob Reiner. It is not an exaggeration to say that most days on set were exhilarating, from wrestling André the Giant, to the impossibility of playing mostly dead with Billy Crystal cracking jokes above me, to choreographing the Greatest Sword Fight in Modern Times with Mandy Patinkin, to being part of the Kiss That Left All the Others Behind with Robin Wright.

In this book I've gathered many more behind-the-scenes stories and hopefully answers to many of the questions we've all received over the years from fans. Additionally, Robin, Billy, Rob, and Mandy, as well as Christopher Guest, Wallace Shawn, Fred Savage, Chris Sarandon, Carol Kane, Norman Lear, and William Goldman graciously share their own memories and stories from making this treasured film.

If you'd like to know a little more about the making of The Princess Bride as seen through the eyes of a young actor who got much more than he bargained for, along with the rest of this brilliant cast, then all I can say is...as you wish.


Sunday, July 06, 2025

Sacred Marriage (Non-Fiction) 3Stars

 

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Title: Sacred Marriage
Series: -----
Author: Gary Thomas
Rating: 3 of 5 Stars
Genre: Non-Fiction
Pages: 324
Words: 83K
Publish: 2000



I am always on the lookout for Christian books that will help me in my relationship to God, in my relationship to Mrs B and in my relationship to everybody else. I am also always on the lookout for non-fiction books that I can squeeze into my reading rotation because I have such a hard time with non-fiction. One of the elders at the Sunday church was talking about this book to me and was saying how it really helped him change his perspective on his marriage and on how God viewed his wife. It sounded very promising, so I hunted it down and added it to my Calibre library. However, instead of just making it be the odd duck out with the non-fiction tag, I decided that since I wanted to read more non-fiction this year, I would actually read more non-fiction this year. Not necessarily all deep works of Theology or philosophy or Christian self-help, but just several books that the ideas appealed to me. I spent several months coming up with five other non-fiction books alongside this one. They range from the celebrity bio to memoirs about a movie being made to shifts in societal expectations of law and order. I have gathered them together and put them into a Non-fiction folder on my Pocketbook and will now be treating “Non-fiction” like any other series or author and cycle through it each reading rotation. That is how I will read more non-fiction each year. It’s going to be work to choose new ones but just choosing one at a time over the months is something I CAN do. With that out of the way, on to the review itself.

Yeah, I wasn’t really impressed with this. I don’t know anything about the author, but from everything he let slip, he’s either Roman Catholic or some sort of Anglican (the protestant version of RC’s just without the pope pretty much). His big beef was that through the years and decades and centuries, Singlehood has always been viewed as “more holy” than being married and he wanted to counter-act that. Only the Roman Papists with their unbiblical call to being monks and nuns take that view, as far as I know, so when I realized just what the author was trying to accomplish, I felt like saying something along the lines of “Brother, join the revolution! Luther had it right.”

And that is not to say that the author didn’t have anything good to say. He did. He made some wonderful points about how being in a marriage gives you chances to see yourself like God sees you, ie, just how fallen you are and it gives you chances to express Christ’s love more, ie, sacrificing your comfort to help your spouse. But he was very big picture and big idea and I wanted some concrete ideas that I could put into practice or at least try out, like in the book Hedges that I’ve read previously.

This was not a waste of time at all, but this book did not help me like it helped the Elder who had recommended it. That’s a big thing I am finding with books like these. They do not and cannot help everyone who reads them. So I keep on reading to find the books that ARE going to help me more.

Finally, this book was written explicitly to Christian men and women. If you haven’t given your life to Jesus, this book will sound like the worst kind of foolishness and will go counter to everything you hear about taking care of yourself first. But if you are a Christian, Thomas does an excellent job of showing just how marriage can bring you closer to God and how it can make you more like God, even if only in the abstract.

★★★☆☆


Thursday, May 22, 2025

What Is A Healthy Church? (Non-fiction) 4Stars

 

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Title: What Is A Healthy Church?
Series: -----
Author: Mark Dever
Rating: 4 of 5 Stars
Genre: Non-fiction
Pages: 128
Words: 25K
Publish: 2007



The Sunday church read this together in the various small groups they have a while back. Due to the groups meeting in the evenings, I just didn’t have the ooomph to go, as I would end up falling asleep part way through. That happened enough times in the previous year or so that I gave up going. So I didn’t read this book with the group. I think it would have been a fantastic book to read within a group though.

First thing to know is that Dever is approaching this from a VERY Evangelical viewpoint. That’s not necessarily a bad thing, but it is the lense through which he is viewing Scripture and how he interprets what it means. I don’t think I actually disagreed with a single point he made however.

This was written for Christians. Not necessarily for old or new Believers, but for anyone who calls themselves a Christian and wants to attend a church.

I thought the content was great. Like I said, I didn’t disagree with anything. But the reason this isn’t getting 5stars is because of how he laid things out. He would include snippets of Bible verses in italics and then include the actual reference, but in bold, to support the points he was making. It was incredibly hard to read through as I kept getting jogged out my reading flow by the setup. I guess it would be like I think, “therefore I am. But only on Tuesdays” (Bookstooge 1:47). So imagine each chapter being filled up like that. It was a big issue for me and I really noticed it. I feel kind of bad about dinging a whole star for it, but I was having to skip, hop and jump through the book instead of walking or even running smoothly. Maybe if you were taking one section at a time, like in a small group it wouldn’t be such an issue.

But to end, I am very glad I read this and would mightily recommend it

★★★★☆


From the Publisher & Table of Contents

What is an ideal church, and how can you tell?

How does it look different from other churches? More importantly, how does it act differently, especially in society? Many of us aren't sure how to answer those questions, even though we probably have some preconceived idea. But with this book, you don't have to wonder any more.

Author Mark Dever seeks to help believers recognize the key characteristics of a healthy church: expositional preaching, biblical theology, and a right understanding of the gospel. Dever then calls us to develop those characteristics in our own churches. By following the example of New Testament authors and addressing church members from pastors to pew sitters, Dever challenges all believers to do their part in maintaining the local church. What Is a Healthy Church? offers timeless truths and practical principles to help each of us fulfill our God-given roles in the body of Christ.


Toc:
Series Preface
Preface: A Parable 

Introduction: What Are You Looking for in a Church? 

Part 1: What Is a Healthy Church? 
Chapter 1: Your Christianity and Your Church 
Chapter 2: What a Church Is . . . and Isn’t 
Chapter 3: What Every Church Should Aspire to Be: Healthy 
Chapter 4: The Ultimate How-to Guide: How to Display God’s Character 
Quick Tips: If You're Thinking about Leaving a Church . . .

Part 2: Essential Marks of a Healthy Church 
Chapter 5: Expositional Preaching 
Chapter 6: Gospel Doctrine 
Quick Tips: How to Find a Good Church

Part 3: Important Marks of a Healthy Church 
Chapter 7: A Biblical Understanding of Conversion and Evangelism 
Chapter 8: A Biblical Understanding of Membership 
Chapter 9: Biblical Church Discipline
Chapter 10: Biblical Discipleship and Growth
Chapter 11: Biblical Church Leadership 
Chapter 12: A Biblical Understanding and Practice of Prayer
Chapter 13: A Biblical Understanding and Practice of Missions
Conclusion: Where the Rubber Meets the Road 

Appendix: A Typical Covenant of a Healthy Church
Special Thanks 
General Index
Scripture Index



Tuesday, April 22, 2025

His Face Like Mine (Non-Fiction) Unrated

 

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Title: His Face Like Mine
Series: -----
Author: Russell Joyce
Rating: Unrated
Genre: Non-Fiction
Pages: 217
Words: 65K
Publish: 2024



I am not rating this book because it was not written for me at all, not one tiny bit. It was written for Christians who are wondering if God does love them, or even can. This book is for people who feel that God doesn’t or can’t love them. Hurt people, broken people, who cannot see and accept the Truth. It is for the people who are so badly broken that they need to feel the Truth.

The author is a skinny jean wearing, latte sipping, new york city pastor seeing a therapist. He was born with a rare disorder where half his face wasn’t formed and spent years with reconstructive surgery. Even now, he knows he’ll always draw stares. He was broken from the get-go and the longer he lived, the more pain he experienced. This is his story of how God overcame that lifetime’s worth of pain and made Russell feel His love.

I am not rating this book because there are people in just such a position as this author and this might very well give them exactly what they need in their Christian walk. I cried during almost every chapter while reading this. It was emotionalism ramped up.

Christianity is about the Truth. We are emotional beings and God created us that way, it’s not a bad thing. Those emotions get twisted and broken and so completely screwed up that it takes God’s intervention. But that NEVER changes the Truth. How I feel doesn’t affect the Truth of the Gospel. It might affect how I react to the Gospel, but the Center doesn’t change. What concerns me is that Russell seems to be hewing pretty close to the line of saying that your feelings dictate the reality of the Gospel. He definitely is one of those people who “has” to have an emotional experience to think he’s worshipping God. Give him a hymn and he’ll sing it and be like “That’s nice”. Then give him a contemporary worship song where he’s jumping around and dancing and he’ll be all like “Praise Jesus!” He can’t seem to worship without an emotional experience. The problem is that CCM is built around exciting the emotions and is false worship.

When you are as broken as Russell was, you need to feel the love of God. I don’t know that you could experience it any other way. But when you’re a bit more emotionally healthy, it’s time to control your emotions and not let them run riot through your life. God doesn’t want your emotions controlling your life any more than He wants food or drink or sex or money controlling your life.

I would only recommend this book to the people who are so broken that this is all they can take at the moment. For them, I suspect it will be a true balm to their souls. For anyone else, stay away from this.

Unrated


Wednesday, November 27, 2024

If Only He Knew 4Stars

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Title: If Only He Knew
Series: —–
Author: Gary Smalley
Rating: 4 of 5 Stars
Genre: Non-Fiction
Pages: 192
Words: 53K


I read books like this, like Hedges, like Making Love Last Forever, not because I have ever felt that Mrs B and I have been on the rocks relationally, but because I want to do everything in my power to prevent us from ever getting onto the rocks in the first place. Preventative steps are always easier to take than the steps needed when divorce is a real possibility.

I feel like I could take the following quote and have it sum up the book, for me:

If a couple has been married for more than five years, all of the husband’s emotional unhappiness is 100 percent his fault.
In other words, your feelings of unhappiness in your marriage are directly traceable to the beliefs you have placed within your own heart.”
~Chapter 5, Climbing out of Marriage’s Deepest Pit

That’s a tough statement right there. But you know what? Men NEED those tough statements. At the same time, Smalley is writing exclusively to men. This is not a book for a woman to buy her husband and casually leave it on the coffee table in hopes he’ll read it and become the man she wants him to be. Smalley has a book for women called For Better or For Best. I have no plans to ever read that book, it’s not for me. This book however, is for men who want to enrich their relationship with their wives, fix their relationships with their wives or recover their relationship with their ex-wives. The thing is, the man has to want to, or nothing in this book is going to help.

Smalley also makes it a huge part of everything that the only person you can change in your marriage is you. Do not spend the time, effort and energy to change your wife. Change yourself into the man God wants you to be and the man your wife needs. This is very much about sacrificial love on the husband’s part. I wish I could emphasize that to the heavens itself. A husband is called to sacrifice himself for his wife, just like Jesus sacrificed Himself for the Church (Christians). There is no getting around that.

If you are a list kind of guy, there are lots and lots of checklists. One chapter had over 100 things to ask/question/check. It was daunting and I must admit, I skipped it. There were smaller ones though that I assiduously read.

Reading this made more thankful than ever that I am married to Mrs B. She is a dedicated Christian, has set herself to follow Christ and because of her willingness to be more Christlike and less self oriented, has made our relationship so much better. I am reaping the rewards of her faithfulness. Some of those checklists I was like “Phhhht, Mrs B doesn’t do ANY of these issues” and I was immensely grateful. I hope I can be the husband she needs, as she is very much the wife I need. At the same time, even with 16 years of marriage under our belts, we still have a lot of learning to do. It brings to mind an instance that occurred just a couple of months ago. I am a very “Words” oriented person. I use words to show people that I love them, that I care about them, that they matter to me (which is why a “silent treatment” is the worst thing I can ever imagine doing to someone). Mrs B on the other hand is very much a touch oriented person. She likes giving hugs, shaking hands, etc. That is completely foreign to me. Well, one day I came home from work and I could tell Mrs B had had a very bad day at work. So I can began asking her how her day went, how she was feeling, if there was anything I could do for her. She finally exploded (her version of it anyway) with “Words, word, words! Just give me a hug!” Ever since then, I make sure to give her a hug when I come home BEFORE asking her all my “words” questions. Loving my wife also means knowing just what love is to my wife. I also make sure she knows I am not just going through the motions with that hug. When I hug her, she knows it! 😀

Smalley ends the book on a warning note however. Never become complacent, never coast. A marriage is not a static relationship. It is a changing thing where you are either growing closer or further apart from each other. Smalley encourages men to make sure they are doing their best to grow closer to their wives. I thought it was a great way to end the book.

★★★★☆


Table of Contents – click to open

1. How to Drive Your Wife Away Without Even Trying 9

2. Where Have All the Feelings Gone? 25

3. If Your Wife Doesn’t Win First Place, You Lose! 39

4. Your Wife Needs Your Shoulder, Not Your Mouth 53

5. Climbing Out of Marriage’s Deepest Pit 67

6. What No Woman Can Resist 97

7. What Women Admire Most About Men 107

8. If Your Wife’s Not Protected, You Get Neglected 117

9. Arguments … There’s a Better Way 129

10. A Successful Marriage … It’s Easier Than You Think 143

11. So You Want a Perfect Wife 155

12. Watch Out! It Can Happen to You 169

Resources 172

Imperatoris Chronicorum IV

 Well, it's been a full week and I've been busy as usual saving the World from Bad Books and Bad Authors. It's a necessary job, ...