BOOKS: Just finished

Under the Skin by Michael Faber. This 2000 first novel by the author of the recent and much-acclaimed The Crimson Petal and the White, a wonderful novel now being pitched as a movie vehicle for actress Kirstin Dunst, is troubling and sharp. While far from the jumbotronic, Baz Luhermanesque flash of the second book (underscored by shrewd characterizations) Under the Skin has a troubling afterglow that’s hard to shake.
A science-fiction parable set in the wilds of Scotland, not far from Inverness, Under the Skin, is as spiky and pointed as Orwell’s ANIMAL FARM, but as modern as the White Stripes. It’s not so much that I enjoyed this book as I can’t stop thinking about it. Original, wonderful, and smart.
Making Peace with the Things in Your Life, by Cindy Glovinsky, CSW. I don’t have a problem with organizing objects or throwing stuff away, but two of my best friends do, so I was curious to read this book by a licensed psychotherapist and organizer. It’s pretty good, and seems like it could persuade even the worst hoarder to start double-bagging some of her excess.
being zen: bringing meditation to life, by eric bayda. Opening yourself up and finding inner piece by a man who seemed amazingly uptight and not open. Abandoned half-way through.
Baroque-a-nova by Kevin Chong. This first novel could be better, but I’m digging it. Set in Vaqncouver, it’s the story of 17 year old Saul and the adults in his life, all of whom are wacky old hippies. Steve Urkel meets Running with Sissors.