The Blind Assassin Meander: Week Three

Like a lot of folks in the comments, I started to settle into the rhythm this week. The noir felt more like a noir. Iris’ memoir got the good long run many of us were hoping for. The sci fi sort of reminded me of a lost Ursula K. Le Guin novel, if Le Guin was a brutish/vulnerable tough guy who definitely didn’t do it. Unless perhaps he did.

The Blind Assassin Meander: Week 3
Figure 3: I would be surprised if the magnet looked like this.

My favorite part so far is the wrapper — the thing that surrounds all this swirl. I keep scribbling notes on the title page about this date or that, a marriage, a birth, a death — the story implied that pulls this all together.

I think Winston Churchill described The Blind Assassin best when he called it “a riddle, inside a mystery, wrapped in an enigma. And a heck of a good read!”

I agree with Winston — this is a real joy, a book that’s several books. And one that appropriately seems to be choosing its own quirky pace as it meanders between decades, characters, genres, offering up Russian dolls, as Amanda said in the comments, each doll creating the next.

Playlist-o-rama In other news, an Elvis Costello track was added to the playlist — feel free to add more if the mood strikes.

This week: Let’s charge on through to page 179 in the blue edition, aka the end of “The button factory picnic” wherein the allure of “gold-plated gingerbread” beckons us thither….

Say pally, how’s this work again? Finish on time, comment each week, and stay in the hunt for a free “I Survived The Blind Assassin Meander” magnet. Oh, and in case you were wondering: This is the post for comments on Chapters 4.6 – 5.5.

Now Available: The Lavender Lemonade Is Back

Hi all,

I wanted to let you know that a collection of my poems and stories is now available on Amazon in print and kindle!

I thought I’d reshare the title poem here, which was originally about the joy of lemonade and coffee shops. Over time it became about other things that go away and come back — like creativity. But these last few weeks, it’s become about missing lemonade and coffee shops all over again. Ah, lemonade and coffee shops.

Best!
-Cecil

The Lavender Lemonade Is Back: Poems and Stories
The Lavender Lemonade Is Back: Poems and Stories

The Lavender Lemonade Is Back

The lavender lemonade is back
at my local coffee shop.
I’d given up on her.All the lemon factories, moved off-planet.
“We Thank You For Your Business.”Empty cups, traced with
mint and cane.I’ve been lost
behind the
lost
behind the
dark berry side of this Lavender Moon.
Here comes the lemonade.

The Blind Assassin Meander: Week Two

Welcome Button Factory Visitors

Have I already confessed that this is my first Atwood? And that somehow I hadn’t even heard of this book before a few weeks ago?

Well, you can imagine my delight this week, as I finally found out what the hell we had gotten ourselves into.

As so-called Alex said in the comments, even when I was confused, the language (Iris’ repeated self-slams — “I shambled into the kitchen” — family buttons concealing “the category of objects the world needs but scorns”) kept me happily zipping along. Add to that a sort of sinister-Kilgore-Trout-ish sci fi vision (“This carpet blinded ten children”) threaded throughout our tale, and a gentle reader in search of distraction couldn’t ask for much more. Except perhaps for a marble head-of-medusa over the fireplace.

By the end of this week, the pieces felt like they were starting to come together. My ad hoc family-tree-scibbles were beginning to make sense. And I was left ready to dive into Week Two.

Figure 2 - TBAM
Figure 2: The magnet won’t look like either of these already-weathered copies.

Really enjoying the comments, as always — and it’s a particular treat to see such a great mix of long-time and returning Meanderers and first time Meander-peeps, blending into one mighty communal intelligence.

Speaking of communal intelligence: Last time around, we built an ad hoc White Noise Meander playlist. On the thread this past week, Computilo [whoops: corrected in the comments — Peaseblossom, not Computilo!] and So-Called Amanda offered a couple of excellent TBAM playlist suggestions. I’ve added a Jim Croce tune to the mix and started up a TBAM Spotify playlist you can find here. Feel free to call out songs to add in the comments as we wander along, or add ’em directly to the playlist, which is set up for public co-creation. Because: music!

This week: Let’s charge on through to page 121 in the blue edition, aka the end of “The Blind Assassin: The Messenger” wherein, gold watch intact, she’s “got to go.”

Say pally, how’s this work again? Finish on time, comment each week, and stay in the hunt for a free “I Survived The Blind Assassin Meander” magnet. Oh, and in case you were wondering: This is the post for comments on Chapters 3.5 – 4.5.

Chicken Apple

Eating a
chicken apple sausage
is like eating a
chicken sausage

while some guy pokes
little pieces of apple
in my mouth.

And I’m like hey:
just let me eat this
chicken sausage, mister.

The Blind Assassin Meander: Week One

Welcome to the trailhead, my friends!
Today we embark on a winding journey, one that will take us from our living rooms to our bedrooms, from our front porches to our backyards, if we have such things, and then back to our living rooms because you know, couch good. All the while carrying a digital or print copy of Margaret Atwood’s Booker-Prize-winning gothic suspense science fiction neo-classic The Blind Assassin.

I’m super looking forward to this trek, and really grateful to you all for lacing up your Meandering shoes and sharing good company on the path.

Exciting! But how’s it work?
In brief, we’ll be reading 50-60 pages a week. On Sundays I’ll post the next week’s target.

Read along, comment on the thread by week’s end, make it to the finish line, and yes, the rumors you’ve heard are true: you will receive one genuine “I Survived The Blind Assassin Meander” magnet, designed by Meanderer Elisabeth Beller. (For an example of past prizes, check out the magnet from our most recently concluded adventure.)

Figure 1.1: Still life with book and things.
Figure 1.1: You can count on the magnet not looking like this.

Times are more than strange, and many of us are looking for ritual, routine, and perhaps a group read of a fairly complex though engaging tome.

If that’s you, I’m glad you found your way here. The waiting is over. Grab your book. Believe in yourself and each other. Comment with verve, kindness, and/or abandon.

And let’s Meander the hell out of this thing.

This week: Read through the end of Avilion by April 11, pausing to comment and take a sip of something that sustains you through “the lumpy, enervating burden of the mundane.”

Throughward and upward!
-Cecil

The gift of boxes

An underrated skill. The ability to
enjoy the sky,
a perfect book

a wonderful chat

a cup of tea,
if that’s your thing.

Not a case of denial.

Just watching the news, making plans
and then taking out your boxes.
These ancient things.

“Look at him. Look at her,” they might say:

“Check out that outstanding
compartmentalizer.”

Introducing: The Blind Assassin Meander

Some time back, a gaggle of ne-er-do-wells gathered together online to read challenging books in 50-page increments.

We commented as we went, checking in, sharing observations. All with the intent of securing for ourselves a magnetized collectible or similar specialized consumer good.

This was a thing we did. And we did it more than once.

Around New Years, we had the notion to rekindle this old habit, and just the other day we wrapped our first such fiesta in 10 years.

We called it: The White Noise Meander because we read a book called White Noise. And “Amble” didn’t have the necessary oomph.

The plan had been to try the next one in the Fall. But what with current circumstances, it seemed reading another challenging book en masse in 50-page increments, and etc., might be a welcome occupation.

All to say, April 5: The Meander. Is. Back!™

Wait, really?!
Really! MeanderTime!™

But what’s the book?! No less than Margaret Atwood’s The Blind Assassin (the Booker-Prize winning gothic suspense, romance, science fiction masterpiece, and I do mean “the” as in, there ain’t two….)

Figure Intro.1: The actual cover of the sci fi, suspense, gothic, romance masterpiece!

This does sound great. But what are the rules?

  • Read the book (50 pages or so assigned per week — don’t start before April 5)
  • Comment every week on the appropriate blog post
  • Make it to the end of the book
  • Get an exciting prize! (and you can double-bet it’ll be magnetized)
  • If you’re interested in joining, feel free to comment on this thread, or wait for the kick off. For now, all you have to do is get yourself a copy of the book — print, ebook, and audio all work.

    Last thoughts
    I’ll admit, I was surprised just how much I deeply appreciated The White Noise Meander. I’m super looking forward to diving into this next one, and would love to have ya along for the page-flip.

    Best!
    -Cecil

    The White Noise Meander, Week 7

    Congratulations ye mighty Meanderers!

    A full-on fabulous 19 folks made it to the finish line and will receive magnets via mail (one of these days soonly). As we get ready to send the design off to Vortex Industries for replication at our famed factories in the beating heart of old town Poznan, here’s a peek at what this was all about.

    I mean yes, there was the book itself, which I think everyone agrees was way too well-timed for this unsettling moment. And yes again, there was the fact that the word “Meander” somehow made an unexpected appearance in the third sentence of the week 6 section — a fact first noted by Itto Ogami in the comments. And sure, there was the exceptional back and forth in said comments. Always a joy on these journeys, but especially appreciated this go around.

    Still, you were drawn to this adventure by the promise of a free magnet, and a free magnet you shall have.

    The Week 7 Meander (image)
    Figure 7.1: Truly, this image could gaze at The White Noise Meander Magnet and part its hair!

    All 19 winners will receive this spectacular magnetized collectible, featuring collage and design by Meanderer elisabeth beller and images from MohammadHosein Mohebbi, Jakub Nawrot, Valentin Salja, and Jason Rosewell.

    Your friends will be envious and your enemies will be confused!

    Plus: something to hum to whilst adhering said magnet to your refrigerator! Way back in week 1, Meanderer Neil invited folks to share “the 80s tune you think of when you consider what we’ve read so far.” So-called Bill recently turned this into a Spotify playlist that’s open for editing — please drop by and add in any songs we missed.

    I’m overwhelmed! Where do we go from here?? The votes are in and the next Meander will feature Margaret Atwood’s The Blind Assassin, starting Sunday April 5. Shipping is a tad slow at the moment, but Kindle and audio books are available now. If you’re so inspired, I’d love to have you along for the ride. Feel free to chime in below if you are interested in the journey….

    Thanks for all and hope to see you on the trail soon….
    -Cecil

    Write what we know

    Wondering about
    all the quarantine screenplays
    that are being written right now
    in smallish spring apartments with
    open windows where
    people perhaps don’t bother
    zipping up their flies as
    much as they
    normally would.

    The romcoms sure about falling in
    love on Zoom, but also
    the quarantine buddy comedies the
    online detective stories the
    psychedelic misadventures the meditative spiritual
    wonderama’s the Judd Apatow-produced
    off-color with a heart of gold
    guy and gal night outs without
    actually going out the
    all in one day coming of age
    teen true stories the castaway
    remakes with a basketball because that’s what was on hand
    and the turners.

    and the hooches.

    Sheltering in Place…

    The Bay Area went to shelter in place last night at midnight. In case it comes to your area too, I thought I’d share what “shelter in place” is like around these parts. And granted, it’s super early, and I know I’m a lucky fella in a million ways, so please read this with that context.

    —–

    In brief: day to day it’s much less severe than I think most of us expected. But the economic impact will be profound.

    Things we can do include:

  • Go for walks or runs (at a safe distance from other folks)
  • Go to the supermarket, as needed, one family member at a time
  • Get gas for the car
  • Go to the doctor
  • Go take care of a loved one.
  • Go to work if we have a critical job (medical, police, shipping I believe, laundromats, etc)
  • So food hoarding, for example, doesn’t appear to be all that necessary. Things are still coming in, and we can go shopping. We also aren’t confined to our houses, which is a relief.

    We just went out to drop food off for loved ones and were surprised that we weren’t the only car on the road. My wife went into a local convenience store and there were 5-6 people in the aisles, staying 6 feet apart, of course. On the way there we past a lone skateboarder in the night, so that was odd.

    Things we can’t do:

  • Go to friends’ houses or have them over to our house.
  • Go to restaurants/cafes/museums/movies/most stores/etc.
  • Anything fundamentally social (no hoops, no soccer games, all as you’d likely expect).
  • Go to the office, and for many jobs, go to work period.
  • That last one is the key thing for many people — in terms of day to day life, while shelter in place is perhaps less severe than you might think, the impact on many jobs is very quick and serious. More important than toilet paper is thinking about how you can help the people and businesses you care for.

    So that’s the neutral and the (seriously) negative.

    Here’s the one positive: when your town or city goes to shelter in place, people’s lives in your area are being saved every day. It is a little inspiring, at least at the start, to be part of a collective effort aimed at keeping folks healthy, keeping hospitals from being overrun.

    I’ve been comparing this whole thing to preparing for a typhoon, boarding up windows. But it’s different than a typhoon because what we do now does more than protect our own houses. This is about slowing these strange winds down to protect everyone.

    And that’s the news from the area by the bay, where the sheltering is in place and I’m pretty sure my cat is just confused why we’re around so much.

    Best to all…..
    Cecil