Showing posts with label ocean. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ocean. Show all posts

Monday, October 17, 2016

#541 The Caretaker- Anthony Doerr


#541 The Caretaker- Anthony Doerr

Doerr’s short stories are not like any of the others I’ve read. They don’t tell stories about everyday occurrences, they don’t try to tap into common themes or try to make connections that the reader can relate to. These are singular tales, each an emotional undertaking that takes us into an experience we would otherwise never think possible.

Joseph is a thirty-five year old Liberian man, doing anything he can do to survive, including theft and looting. His mother is a loving woman, teaches his son English from a dictionary and tends to her garden. When civil war breaks out, she disappears and he is lost. He searches for her but only finds death, and he is forced to kill a man.

He finds his way aboard a freighter and is given an American refugee visa. He gets a job as a winter caretaker at a beach resort in Oregon. When he witnesses a pod of beached whales on the shore, he goes into a depression he cannot find relief from. He buries the hearts of the whales. He is fired from the job because during his depression the house was left in extreme disrepair and he settles into the adjacent forest tending to a garden he has planted over the whale hearts.

One day he saves the life of Belle, the daughter of his former employer. She was about to commit suicide. They begin a secret friendship. She is deaf and teaches him sign language like his mother used to teach him English. They grow the garden together, the only thing Joseph has left of his mother. He is discovered, arrested and when he won’t eat, he is hospitalized. He is on the brink of death, and he seems resolved with his plight.

“There is no fight is Joseph, no anger, no outrage at injustice. He is not guilty of their crimes but he is guilty of so many others. There has never been a man guilty of so much, he thinks, a man more deserving of penalty."

When Belle brings his the fruits of their garden, he eats with absolute joy. It might be a last meal, or it might be redemption. But it is pure light.


Saturday, August 27, 2016

#485 So Many Chances- Anthony Doerr


#485 So Many Chances- Anthony Doerr

The wonders of the ocean are all new to Dorotea, a fourteen-year old girl just moved to Casco Bay, Mane from Ohio. She is immediately struck by the vastness of it:

“She had not expected emptiness, flittery light, a blotted horizon. Waves march in from some obscure haze. For a terrifying moment she can imagine herself the only organism on the planet.”

She quickly finds that the closer you look at things as vast as the ocean, the more you see it teeming with life. She meets a young fisherman and so she learns to fish. When the boy goes away though, she still wants to fish. Like the shells brought by the waves, these are things left behind by the people in our lives.

Her father and the boy are not the perfect people she thinks they are, but that’s ok. The waves will bring more chances tomorrow to catch a fish.

Notable Passage: “Life can turn out a million ways…but the one way life will not turn out is the way you dream it.”


Saturday, March 5, 2016

#310 The Shell Collector- Anthony Doerr


#310 The Shell Collector- Anthony Doerr

Doerr writes in pastel colors. Like another writer covered in this blog, Haruki Murakami, he is able to achieve the sense that you are dreaming the stories he write. Its beyond beautiful, and more important its beyond what you know beautiful can be. The creativity, and imagination, and singular style is breathtaking. Is that enough superlatives to illustrate how much I like this story?

It is simple enough. A blind man lives in a remote lagoon outside Lima, Kenya. He is a doctor of marine biology. He lives his life with his dog, spends his days collecting and marveling at the reef-life. He discovers miracles, and experiences incredible loss. He is merely an observer, as the world looks for meaning and value and narrative, he finds only life.

Notable Passage: “He had never comprehended the endless variations of design…Ignorance was, in the end, and in so many ways, a privilege: to find a shell, to feel it, to understand only on some unspeakable level why it bothered to be so lovely. What joy he found in that, what utter mystery.”




Wednesday, October 7, 2015

#159 Dream Cargoes- J.G. Ballard


#159 Dream Cargoes- J.G. Ballard

This is an interesting work of speculative fiction. What if a cargo ship of dangerous chemicals leaks into the ocean and creates a chemical reaction, a perfect cocktail akin to the primordial ooze of early creation on earth?

Johnson, a hapless seaman had been duped into joining a mission to illegally dump Organo-Phosphates into the ocean. It was supposed to be a quick trip, but once the word of their existence got out there was nowhere to set port. Three years later they were still cruising around the Carribean looking for a place to dump:

“For months they had cruised forlornly from one port to another, boarded by hostile maritime police and customs officers, public health officials and journalists alerted to the possibility of a major ecological disaster.”

One by one, the crew and eventually the captain abandoned the ship, leaving Johnson to his own devises, now by default as captain of a poisonous sinking vessel.

“All his life he had failed to impose himself on anything…He had always reacted to events, never initiated anything on his own. Now for the first time, he could be the captain…and master of his own fate.”

He found an old island used during WW II just north of Puerto Rico where he beached the ship. As the chemicals seeped into the lagoon causing amazing bloom in new vegetation, he meets a biologist who is studying the island herself.

“Everywhere a deranged horticulture was running riot.”

“By now, four months after his arrival…the one-time garbage island had become a unique botanical garden, generating new species of trees, vines and flowering plants everyday. A powerful life-engine was driving the island.”

She begins using Johnson’s exposure to the new eco-system as part of her studies. She feeds him new fruit, make shim trap new birds, and even becomes pregnant with his child, one she is sure will be a new, stronger human species. Johnson in turn falls to delusion, and long bouts of hallucination.

“You’re learning to control time.”
“There is no time anymore—everything is too beautiful for time.”

Things become untenable and the authorities are brought in to destroy the failing new mutant island, including Johnson himself. The child still grows within Christine but with little hope of surviving, for with all the new species:

“The life of the individual becomes the entire life of the species.”