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Ladataan... My Life in the Middle Ages: A Survivor's TaleTekijä: James Atlas
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What is the most baffling period in our lives? Not childhood, not old age, but the decades of our forties and fifties, the period now generously known as middle age. It's both an occasion for regret and an opportunity for coming to terms, the moment when we come up against our limits and discover -- for better and worse -- who we are. My Life in the Middle Ages is a portrait of what that unnerving experience is like. A collection of unified essays about the pleasures and pathos that attend the threshold of old age, it charts an original course between reportage and confession. Drawn from the author's own life, from the testimony of parents, children, teachers, and friends, from the books he's read and the life that he chose -- and that chose him -- My Life in the Middle Ages is a comic, poignant memoir that's both personal and generational. Whether he is struggling with God (or trying to find out if he believes in one), celebrating the books he's loved and regretting those he'll never read, or leafing through the snapshots in his family album and marveling at the passage of time, James Atlas is always alert to the surprises of everyday life. He parses the fine points of success and failure among New York's "lower upper-middle class" (several of the chapters began as essays in The New Yorker) and expresses the largest themes: "I tried to remind myself that death was a part of life. I was here, then I wouldn't be here." Atlas writes movingly about watching his parents age and his father die. In a wry and soul-searching piece, he recounts his perplexing quest for spiritual meaning after a secular lifetime, a quest that takes him to a private synagogue and a Buddhist meditation center. On the tennis court, he ruefully capitulates to his teenage son's blossoming athletic prowess, recalling a similar passing of the torch with his own father forty years earlier. At once pensive and funny, lighthearted and profound, My Life in the Middle Ages is a tale of survival, but also a meditation on how it feels to flourish -- how to live. Kirjastojen kuvailuja ei löytynyt. |
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Perhaps the chapter that intrigued me most here was the one on "money." I think of Atlas as a reasonably successful writer, who has published several books and worked for The NY Times, The New Yorker, Atlantic, etc. He runs his own publishing house (Atlas and Company), owns an apartment in NYC and a country home in Vermont, and yet he characterizes himself as (and I had to stop, think and chuckle at this) "lower upper middle class." He also dreads paying his bills, particularly all those credit card purchases of stuff he'd even forgotten he'd bought, and seemed resigned to living in debt. So what's with this guy? Can't he manage his money? Or is there simply never enough, no matter how much you make? But then I thought again, of how I'd never heard of James Atlas before reading this book, so maybe he's not so rich after all. I mean even I can publish a book - and have - but I certainly haven't made any money at it, so ...
But I LIKE this guy. A biographer of modest successes, he claims to have failed as a fiction writer, but when I researched the one novel listed among his books, The Great Pretender, it sounded pretty damned interesting. In fact, I think I'll try to read it. This was, all in all, a very thoughtful and extremely well-written book about, well about, to use an overworked cliche, 'the human condition.' Once again, this James Atlas guy is yet another writer I'd love to sit and have coffee with while we talked about books. ( )