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The Best Books I Read in 2012

I realize now that I have a book problem. Well, maybe it’s not a problem so much as an issue of sorts. But before we get into that, let me tell you about the best books I read this year. I recently selected the The Twelve as my best book of 2012, but for that list I was bound by publication date. Not so now.

In no particular order, here are the five best books I read this year.


The Reapers are the Angels, Alden Bell

The-Reapers-Are-the-AngelsThis zombie-apocalypse story by Alden Bell is beautiful and horrifying at the same time. It is the book I read the fastest this year, and the one I recommended most to friends. The main character is one of those “strong female types” you hear so much about these days, a girl called Temple who makes her way through the southern United States as the story progresses. Great read, especially if you like well-written zombie books.

The Death of Sweet Mister, Daniel Woodrell

DeathofSweetDaniel Woodrell is a writer I get tired of recommending to people because, if there was any justice in this world, he would be outselling Shades of Gray. You will probably have heard of Winter’s Bone though, as you should. The Death of Sweet Mister is, like Winter’s Bone, about unfortunate people. Shug is a boy who lives with a too-sexy-for-her-own-good mother and a violent man called Red that may or may not be his father. While Red is away avoiding the law, Glenda takes up with another man, and this has consequences for everyone. If you like good books, the sort of good that makes you mad at the world for handing you the book sooner, this is for you.

The Grapes of Wrath, John Steinbeck

grapes-of-wrathThe single best thing I read this year, no contest. There is a reason Steinbeck won a Nobel prize, and it is on display in this epic. I almost can not imagine any American not reading this, since it says so much about the nation’s history. The story of the Joad’s trek to California during the depression puts a human element on the places and the dates learned during history class. It may seem a little like socialist propaganda at times, but I’m not entirely sure that the U.S. couldn’t use a little of that now (but that’s a totally different discussion). Read it, even if only for the chapter on how why their land gets taken away.

Trust Me, I’m Lying, Ryan Holiday

trustmeimlyingThe only non-fiction book to make the list (and, bonus, a book actually published in 2012), Trust Me, I’m Lying is about how news becomes news, why we should know this and what to do about it. Or, if you are so inclined, how to manipulate the media to cover the stories you want. Remember when almost all the media channels said the presidential race was too close to call, and that it could go either way? Yeah, they knew Obama was probably going to win but didn’t cover that because that doesn’t keep viewers glued to screens. This book will change the way you view the media. Trust me, I’m telling the truth now.

A Tale of Two Cities, Charles Dickens

20121117-100431.jpgDickens is my favorite writer. I’m working my way through his books one by one (they tend to be large in both pages and scope) and this was my Dickens read of the year, though I will be reading A Christmas Carol when we get closer to Christmas. A Tale of Two Cities takes place during the French revolution and tells the story of lovers in London who are drawn back to Paris as the Revolution brings forth the guillotine and heads roll, literally. It was a source of inspiration for this year’s summer blockbuster with the man in the bat-suit, according to Nolan himself. It is good, though not as good as Bleak House or Great Expectations.

And then, my book problem. You see, I tend to buy books that have passed a test-of-time, so to speak. If a book gets a lot of hype upon publication and then keeps popping up (Gone Girl is a perfect example of this) I’m going to read it. However, I tend to forego new books for these which means that I’m usually reading the classics, or books around the three-year-old mark.

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Author Interview | Alden Bell

“If the literary crowd is keeping itself from the
pleasures of zombie fiction, then it’s doing itself a disservice.”

- Alden Bell, author of The Reapers are the Angels.

I love the internet, I really do. The other day I bought a book called The Reapers are the Angels. It is good and was nominated for some impressive awards, one of which it won:

ALA Alex Award Winner

Nominated for the 2010 Philip K. Dick Award

Nominated for the 2010 Shirley Jackson Award

So, I started reading the book and found a couple of warts in it, which I turned into a blog post. Well, the blogpost somehow popped up on the author’s radar and he commented, very much to my surprise (and slight embarrassment).  He seemed like a really nice guy, answering a random book blogger with style and grace, much more so than I showed in the post. So I sent him an email and asked him if he would mind answering a few questions, and he replied saying he didn’t mind at all. I asked him about books, writing, zombie fiction and more.

My interview with Alden Bell, author of The Reapers are the Angels.

1. I was initially drawn to The Reapers are the Angels because I had seen it described as “a zombie novel for the literary crowd”, similar to the way Justin Cronin’s The Passage was marketed (well, that and both the books’ beautiful covers). Was this something you consciously aimed at?

I like to leave the marketing up to the publishers, who know the game.
When I write, I just write the books that I would like to read.  I’m
glad it’s referred to as a “zombie novel for the literary crowd,” but
I also believe that ALL zombie novels can be zombie novels for the
literary crowd.  If the literary crowd is keeping itself from the
pleasures of zombie fiction, then it’s doing itself a disservice.  In
any case, how my book is labeled after it’s sold is something I have
very little control over.  Other people have asked me whether I meant
it to be a Young Adult book or an Adult book.  That’s something that I
have no sense of either.

2. I recently claimed that one of the things writers can do to increase the quality of their writing is to increase the quality of their reading, i.e. by reading only the very best literature has to offer. This goes against what Stephen King and others recommend, which is pretty much to read everything. What is your take on this?

I actually agree with you.  What makes a good writer is being a good
reader.  I always knew I wanted to be a writer, and at a certain point
in my education I had to decide whether I would go the creative
writing route or the literature degree route.  I chose the literature
degree route, and I believe I made the right decision.  Creative
writing classes are great for giving beginning writers deadlines and
opportunities to showcase their work.  But if you really want to learn
how to write, you should be spending your time reading Shakespeare and
Joseph Conrad and William Faulkner and James Joyce and Virginia
Woolf–rather than spending your time reading other 20-somethings who
are learning how to write.  I learned more about writing from reading
ULYSSES than I ever learned in creative writing classes.  So, yes,
reading quality literature is key.  On the other hand, you do have the
problem of who gets to decide what is “quality” and what isn’t.  But
that’s a problem for a different forum.

3. Who are your favorite authors and which ones have influenced you the most. What book/books do you think deserve more attention?

William Faulkner informs just about everything I do.  I admire
intensely his willingness to go big with his narrative voice–to
embrace the epic.  So much contemporary fiction seems to be wrapped up
in a cloying modesty that it’s a relief when someone like Faulkner
declares himself with unabashed grandeur.  REAPERS was influenced a
great deal by Faulkner, but also by a number of other contemporary
Southern Gothic writers who are underappreciated: Cormac McCarthy
(well, he’s not underappreciated), Daniel Woodrell, William Gay, Tom
Franklin.  Tom Franklin’s book SMONK is where my own character Temple
was born.  Everybody should read SMONK.  Treat yourself!

4. You have a doctoral degree in English with a focus on 20th century literature. Does this make you think that reading/writing “genre” is a guilty pleasure? What are your thoughts on the separation?

That’s another distinction (like the ones above) that I don’t take too
seriously.  Genre is a distinction of subject matter–and what makes
books great or not great isn’t the subject matter but how beautifully
the writer delivers that subject matter.  So, other than
superficially, I’ve never categorized my writing as genre or
non-genre.  If a book seems to call for zombies, I’ll put zombies in
it.  If it calls for advertising executives having witty conversations
with their illicit lovers, I’ll put those in.  If it calls for a happy
dandelion, I’ll put that in.  Though, to be honest, I hope I never
write anything that calls for a happy dandelion.

5. You’ve said that zombie movies, especially Dawn of The Dead, got you turned on to about the zombie, and I take it that it was an influence on the book. Is there a movie version of Reapers in the works? Are you a fan of the Walking Dead?

Okay, I’m sure I’m going to make some enemies here, but I have to say
that I’m not a fan of The Walking Dead–neither the graphic novel nor
the show.  It’s possible that I’m a zombie snob, but The Walking Dead
just feels to me like Zombies for Dummies.  In the show especially, I
keep waiting for that fresh perspective on the zombie apocalypse, but
what I keep getting is recycled George Romero (who is so great he
doesn’t require recycling).  And is there a movie version of REAPERS
in the works?  I believe there is.  Last I heard, it was going to be
directed by Chris Milk (www.chrismilk.com), who is a brilliant visual
artist.  I’m keeping my fingers crossed that everything stays on track
in the notoriously shaky world of Hollywood; I’d love to see it on the
screen.

6. How long did it take you to find an agent/publisher. Were you tempted to self-publish at any point?

It took me years to find an agent.  I actually have eight or ten books
I shopped around before I wrote one that appealed to an agent.
Writing certainly isn’t the kind of career you undertake hoping to
raise a family on the proceeds. I never thought about
self-publishing–but I think it’s a great way to get your stuff out
there.

7. What is your writing process like? What is the single most useful writing advice you have gotten?

I construct for myself a very rigorous writing schedule.  I write in
two-page increments, and I don’t allow myself to get up from my desk
unless I’ve written two pages at a sitting.  I think the best writers
are those who don’t wait on inspiration.  Writing is just like any
other job.  Sometimes (even usually), it’s unpleasant, but you just
have to do it anyway.  To be honest, I’m never in the mood to write.
I’d much rather watch TV.  But I force myself to do it, because I know
that even if I don’t enjoy the process, I will enjoy, afterward, the
pages I’ve produced.

8. And finally, shameless plug time: What are you currently working on?

Actually, the sequel/prequel of REAPERS comes out in September in the
UK.  I’ve just finished the revisions on that.  If you’re looking for
more Temple, I’m sorry to tell you she’s not in it.  But it’ll have
plenty of zombies, and plenty of sententious prose, and plenty of
philosophical speculation on the nature of the universe–and plenty of
useless adverbs.

Now, buy the book or I’ll send the undead ’round your house:

3 Examples of Adverbs Used Wrongly

Adverbs are the zombies of literature. 

The Reapers are the Angels

I just started reading The Reapers are the Angels, by Alden Bell (pen name of Joshua Gaylord) after accidentally dropping in on a sale in my local indie book store (did I just use an adverb in a post where I intend to bash them mercilessly? (oh damn!, I did it again)). This isn’t going well.

Anyhow… the book starts off very well. The main character is interesting, though it took me a while to get a grip on her age, and so is the setting (Zombie apocalypse? yes please.) Alden Bell’s prose is a mix of Hemingway and McCarthy but slightly less taxing on the reader. So, overall, rather good. But then, much like the zombies in the book, I ran into a literary tool that just won’t die.

And then the zombies stagger in.

The following short paragraph is from a point early in the story where our hero, Temple, enters a house and meets three of the undead.

Temple has forgotten how bad they smell – that muddy mixture of must and putrefaction, oil and rancid shit. She sees a faecal ooze sliding wetly down  the back of the woman’s legs. They must have fed recently, so they will be strong. And they are between her and the stairs.

Did you see that? Did you? How about this, on the very next page:

She reaches behind her, feels around for anything and comes up with a screwdriver which she grips hard and drives into the man’s neck. He lets go and totters backwards, but the angle of the screwdriver is wrong, it goes straight through rather than up into the brain, so he begins to walk in circles gurgling liquidly and opening and closing his jaw.

If I hadn’t been reading about a girl literally kicking the shit our of three zombies I would have thrown the book to the floor. Not because the adverbs are bad, per se, but because they are so frighteningly unnecessary (see what I did there?).

I still recommend the book though.

George Martin, on the other hand, made me shout at one of his books (I’m pretty sure it was A Storm of Swords) when he described a character, just seconds after sex.

His manhood glistened wetly.

Really, George, really? Really?