Perhaps
you have been jarred by the title of this blog?
Perhaps these 2 elements sound
conflicting and you think me insensitive; this isn't the intention so I hope that
the juxtaposition will become apparent as you read on…
It
is a sad fact that this year our annual Christmas rituals were replaced by
funeral arrangements following the sudden loss of my father-in-law, Steven Room ;
sympathy cards stood in place of the usual jolly Santa, and celebratory
proceedings were replaced by dark emotions: I have thus been avoiding writing
at all.
However,
when I discussed the dread of writing, and turning this blog into an emotional outpouring,
my husband gave me one piece of advice…
”Then
don’t,” he said, “Write of contentment instead”.
So,
here goes…
I
first met Steve over 20 years ago; petrified is the first word that springs to
mind when I recall the booming articulations that could have belonged to a
radio 4 presenter! His eloquence and breadth of knowledge highlighted my ignorance,
and broad Leicester accent, and sent me
heading straight to a thesaurus…did I drop an ‘H’, should I have placed the
emphasis on the first vowel of that word, or the second! I was ready to wear
the dunce hat for evermore, but I soon discovered that the voice belonged to a
gentle, humble man who indeed was incredibly intelligent, but also kind,
generous and supportive. This Cambridge
graduate was Captain of the Sport’s Team; he majored in Chaucer, spoke fluent
French, and eventually went on to become a highly respected high-school teacher.
However, he was unwilling to champion his own achievements: his modesty was a
great part of his charm. A Facebook tribute page is further testimony to this
humble man; his teaching skills and enthusiasm have reached hundreds of
students who have recalled experiences in his class; the amount of people he
encouraged to achieve is, quite simply, astounding. As you see, Steve had many
enviable qualities; for one, he taught Catcher
in the Rye for many years and this in itself deserves a medal!! You
remember how I despise this book (see previous post!) He apparently managed to compare the Cratch in the Eye to Dances with Wolves!!! Oh I do wish I’d
been in his English class!
Although
I wasn’t fortunate enough to have been taught by Steve, when I decided to
become a teacher and study through the OU, Steve was there buoying me on,
championing my efforts to anyone who would listen, spell checking my assignments,
correcting my grammar, reading my stories and encouraging me to write more! (At
this point only my tutor and I were privy to my stories, so when this legend of
a man said he actually liked my stories…well, you can imagine…)
He
did, however, constantly correct my punctuation and try to reign in my over-use
of adjectives!! And he didn’t just correct essays …oh no… texting too!! I have
never known a person text so syntactically correct!! This was just one of his
many endearing qualities!
Steve
was a greatly loved husband, father, Grandfather, teacher and friend. He will be sadly missed; too short a life, but I’m sure he
would agree that he has had some glorious moments of contentment.
Amongst
other things, I know that contentment for Steve was literature, and the teaching of; music; admiring his garden in both
France and England, after a hard days toil and labour; sitting in the sun with
a beer and a fag; watching a myriad of foreign
language films with Lone (intellectual not the other!); Scandinavian crime
thrillers; cakes and sweet things; Rugby (the sport!); visiting family and
friends in Denmark and France; laughing with his family and friends; being with
his family (most of the time!).
Many
simple pleasures, but I’m sure you’ll agree, contentment lives in the small
things.
And
contentment for me, well, I have just returned from a windswept stroll on Cromer
beach with my long suffering other, and our dog; the children are happily
playing with their Christmas presents; I’ve just finished the 6th Jo Nesbo (Harry Hole) book, this morning;
I’m currently sitting here writing this, whilst eating chocolate as the sun
sets over the garden; and I’m looking forward to the writing group which re-opens
for business on Thursday (we are working on our first group anthology!); there’s
a bottle of whiskey in the cupboard, a bottle of sparkly on ice and an ever expanding range of literature to digest!
What
does contentment mean for you? Let me know!
I
couldn’t, of course, mention Mr Room without his wife, Lone; being a Dane she
is an advocate of all things Scandinavian, and by marital decree I am bound to
champion the nation! This however isn’t difficult, especially if you enjoy
Scandinavian crime writing! As I mentioned earlier, I have just finished the 6th
Harry Hole novel and although I’m hooked on Nesbo,
I recommend you explore the wider brilliance of this popular genre:
I
began by reading one of the Wallander
novels by Henning Mankell- an easier,
gentler read than Nesbo and larsson, the action is more rural in
feel than globe trotting-the essence is far more Morse than Bond! The books are a great read, but do also try to watch
the addictive, original, Swedish series on DVD-go for the original rather than
the painfully, brooding kenneth Branagh remakes-he’s a poor substitute for the
huge charisma that is Fredrik Gunnarsson!
After
Mankell, I then moved on Steig Larsson with the awesome Millennium Trilogy-I actually couldn’t
put these down (clichéd but true) and read them over a few days on the beach-developing
a nice book-shaped tan line across my chest! The series was absolutely awesome,
a whirlwind trip (action relying heavily on the use of technology and dodgy
associates!), the action is at times brutal and gruesome (at times hard to
stomach), the believable characters, thrilling plot twists and of-course an
amazing female lead-Lisbeth Salander-ensure that many Scandinavian thriller
writers will be compared to him for years to come. Read the books first, then
watch the ORIGINAL films- Daniel Craig does have great biceps, but once again
something is lost in the translation and too much detail is cut by the
necessity of editing for a movie length film.
After
reading Larsson, and aware that these
books were his last, I found Nesbo:
The sticker on the front of his books calls him THE NEXT STEIG LARSSON-Yes, his
books are a gripping read, but Nesbo cannot
compete with Larsson’s intricacies of characterization and plot. However,
saying this, I’d still thoroughly recommend
reading the Jo Nesbo books , his
interweaving of plot threads is extremely clever, yet wholly conceivable. Once
you’ve read one you do have the
basic formula, but there are some
great plot twists and the lead character Harry
Hole is indeed a loveable rogue!
On
initial reading I thought that these books were written by a woman- an opinion
I’m told is shared-the men I spoke to found the Nesbo books a little pretentious and felt that he was trying to hard
to be lyrical; women I have spoken to however love the books, or is that, they love
Harry Hole!!
Although
you can just pick up any one of Nesbo’s
books and go with them (it’s not complicated to grasp the character and his
life/lack of social skills; many themes are recurrent: his colleagues tend to
murdered and he’s a battling alcoholic with an attitude, oh and there’s a
relationship that he keeps screwing up) it is
best to read them in order-I didn’t, and it meant a few spoilers for me!
So,
as the books aren’t numbered, here’s the order (a couple of texts aren’t yet
readily available):
The
Bat (only available in hardback/as an eBook at the minute so I haven’t read
it!)
The
Cockroaches (can’t even find this on Amazon!)
The
Redbreast (success seems to have started here)
Nemesis
The
Devil’s Star
The
Redeemer
The
Snowman (This is where they get quite gruesome!)
The
Leopard
Phantom
Headhunters
Give
them a go and let me know what you think.
After
I’ve given the first draft of my friend’s sci-fi novel a read (thanks, John),
I’ll try another Scandi-Crime writer, as recommended by Lone…I’ll let you know
what I think to both!!
If
you have any recommendations please let me know by either leaving a comment where
it says ‘comments’ or email me on:
Happy
reading, and have a happy and contented start to 2013.
Hayley
xx
8 comments:
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Thanks xx
Very sorry to hear about your loss over Christmas. Loosing somebody any time of the year is bad enough, feel it is more poignant at Christmas time. I can empathise as I lost my mother to cancer around Jan 2008 just after Christmas. You will always have your memories of the person, and from what you have written they would appear to be very fond ones.
I have seen the film of Girl with the Dragon Tattoo and although dark in places, did enjoy it.
My time of contentment is first thing in the morning, watching a selection of iTunes pop videos on my Samsung Smart TV, through head phones. The picture quality is set to Dynamic, and the images are all in HD. I have an eclectic collection of music. Anything from Bon Jovi to Lady GaGa. Goes down well with the coffee and toast.
Thank you, John. Your moments of contentment sound pleasurable indeed!
Though I'm concerned you didn't mention coming to the group as one of your moments!!! Would biscuits help!!
The simple things in life bring me much contentment. Curling up on the sofa in the arms of people you love. Laughing with good friends... you know who you are! And as February fast approaches I am sure I will find much more contentment in other little things too!!!
Deepest sympathies for your families loss. Despite not knowing him, I am sure that your father-in-law would have been as proud of you all as you are all of him!!
Much love,
Vicky (and ever growing Bump!)
My contentment was, and still is, being with my wonderful family - talking, eating, often drinking but always together and always (mostly) happy. It will never be the same again but it will still be my happy place, despite Dad being missed terribly.
A perfect tribute Hayley - you summed him up beautifully. He was always so proud of your writing.
Love you x
Oh and give Camilla Lackberg a try!
Beautiful words H, summing up a remarkable, loved and terribly missed man.
Contentment for me is, walking on the beach at Happisburgh, feeling the wind on my face followed by big mug of hot chocolate- simple, simple things.
Sorry, but my knowledge of Scandinavian authors is limited. I must make more time for reading x
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