It’s been quite a while since I contributed to this thread, and I’ve read a stack og books since.
The Marrow of Tradition by Charles Chesnutt. Written in 1901, it depicts race relations and a fictionalized view of the Wilmington, North Carolina Insurrection of 1898. What’s fantastic about it is that the author was black. His depiction of both black and white characters is amazingly well done and realistic, free of heavy-handed propagandizing. Even in the case of the white supremacists. Chesnutt had a great ability to get inside his characters’ heads, quite believably. This is a book my daughter had to read for a college course, and she recommended it to me.
Japanese Mythology by Juliet Piggott and Celtic Mythology by Proinsias MacCana, both parts of the Paul Hamlyn series on World Mythology that I’ve been picking up in book stores and used book places for the past almost 50 years (!)
The Everything Vampire Book by Barb Karg, Arjean Spaite, and Rick Sutherland. A quick read I bought at the closing sale at a going-out-of-business used book store. Mostly stuff I’m familiar with, but one interesting nugget is a possible origin for the word “Nosferatu” Bram stoker and his source Emily Girard to the contrary, “nosferatu” DOESN’T mean “vampire” or “the Undead” in any Slavic tongue. Horror specialist David J. Skal has spent a lot of time looking into this, and as he reports in his books (including V is for Vampire and the newly-released bio of Bram Stoker, Something in the Blood), he can’t find anything to support this even after an exhaustive search. Karg and company claim that it actually bderives from the Grek nosophoros, meaning “plague carrier”, which became nosufuratu in Slavonic. They don’t give any citations for this. The issue is, it turns out, a great deal more complicated ( see Nosferatu (word) - Wikipedia ) .
Adventures in the Screen Trade by William Goldman
What’s the Matter with Kansas?, the political book by Thomas Frank
Asterix and Obelix All at Sea – I didn’t know Uderzo was churning these out as late as 1997 (Goscinny died a long time ago), and I hadn’t heard of this one. It features a caricature of Kirk Douglas a Spartacus (a little out of his time), and a visit to a colony of Atlantis.
Atlantis Found by Clive Cussler – published about the time he started farming out the writing of his books to other authors, this is one of his last solo-authored Dirk Pitt books. As wonderfully ludicrous as ever. (Atlantis! Again!)
The Autobiography of Ben Franklin – by Guess Who. I’ve had a copy of this for years, but hadn’t read it, but I saw a Penguin edition (cheap at a used book shop) with footnotes and had to pick it up. At times, Franklin’s prose is heavy going, but he’s unbelievably interesting. Why has no one done a proper movie bio of him? (There was a TV series, but it wasn’t that great). I swear , we Americans don’t know enough about people like him, despite his being on the half dollar and the $50 bill, and being lionized in plays and movies like 1776, Jefferson in Paris and John Adams. The portrait they paint is off -center and misleading (in particular, Franklin wasn’t like the bot mot-spouting, talkative character Howard da Silva portrays in 1776 at all). Besides, they all concentrate on the end of his life. In his youth Franklin was a champion swimmer (who wrote on the topic), a founder of secret societies, a captain in war, in addition to being a printer who retired early. You never hear about his wife or most of his children. I didn’t know until I saw 1776 that his son was, at the time of the revolution, the Royal Governor of New Jersey (!) 1776 gives the impression that they were estranged, but the autobiography has him writing kindly of him. A very complex man, deserving of better treatment than the demigod printer/lightning rod inventor/kite flyer/stove inventor/bifocal maker we have been presented with.
The Jewel of Seven Stars by Bram Stoker – I’ve wanted to read this, Stoker’s resurrected mummy book, for years. A little disappointing, but interesting
Murder in Canton by Robert H. van Gulik – I read all the Judge Dee mysteries years ago, but copies of this volume have been the most elusive. I originally read it in a hardcover copy from the library. I didn’t see a paperback edition until about 15 years ago, but I just picked up a copy from the same series as the other Dee books in my collection, and am taking the opportunity to re-read it. Chronologically the last of Van Gulik’s Dee books.