Neil . Pasricha

Neil Pasricha's Monthly Book Club - March 2025

Hey everyone,

We’re still reading!

Trying, anyway. Even ​two pages​ a night helps! Peeling ourselves off screens an hour before bed lets our pineal gland crank out more melatonin to help us sleep. Less screens, more books!

I love the replies you sent me on last month's book club like from Melissa C who wrote:

Your Bookclub refreshes me. I find new books, I share your thoughts on old favourites; and many of your reviews push me to read a book I have known about but for no known reason avoided (I’m ready for ​H is for Hawk​ now!). The Little House on the Prairie series got me through the pandemic. I listened to Cherry Jones read the series via my library app, and it took me away from my worries and anxieties…

I’ll check out Cherry Jones! And I’m hearing a lot of you using library apps like ​Libby​. I do prefer paper, I admit—but all reading is reading! Keep the recos coming. Like this from Casey F:

Apologies if these were in an episode of ​3 Books​ (I am so far behind!), but have you ever read any of the ​Mrs. Piggle Wiggle​ books? They're old fashioned, feature lots of different bratty-but-normal kids, and Mrs. Piggle Wiggle is amazing and also a little nuts. PS Read one of the original 4, by Betty MacDonald, not “Happy Birthday, Mrs. Piggle Wiggle” which was completed by her daughter and isn't quite the same.

I haven’t! But now I will add it to my skyscraper-high TBR. I also love hearing your reading stories like from Lidia M:

Dear Neil, I developed a love of reading early in life, I could see the scenes in my head and dreamed the stories at night. The characters peopled my life with vivid images of exotic lives outside of my own and fueled my imagination. I read voraciously. Now, later in life I have little time for devouring books but your reviews inspire me to read and pull me back to when this was so possible. Something I anticipate returning to. Thank you for contributing to keeping this alive for me...

And you for me! Reading isn’t always easy so we need each other’s encouragement. Keep it coming! Just reply to this email anytime…

Now let’s hit the books!

Neil

P.S. Invite others to join us ​here​.


1. Autocracy, Inc.: The Dictators Who Want To Run The World by Anne Applebaum (b. 1964). What is going on in the world right now? There’s an incessant rubber-mallet-to-the-forehead quality in the news. The zone is officially flooded and the overwhelming quantity of cheap misinformation together with the proliferation of bots, trolls, and AI-backed spammers manipulating the algorithms (who are incentivized to feed us anything to draws us in!) threatens to destabilize reality and obscure what’s really happening. This tiny and powerful book by Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist Anne Applebaum zooms up and above the daily “whats” and gives us the more illuminating and horrifying “whys” and “hows.” From page 27: “Everyone assumed that in a more open, interconnected world, democracy and liberal ideas would spread to the autocratic states. Nobody imagined that autocracy and illiberalism would spread to the democratic world instead.” And yet they have! Deeply so. In the first of 5 compressed and highly detailed chapters she writes: “The globalization of finance, the plethora of hiding places, and the benign tolerance the democracies have shown for foreign graft now give autocrats opportunities that few could have imagined a couple of decades ago.” I mean: I remember going on Twitter a decade ago when some big event was happening—the Oscars, the World Series, a big political announcement—and I’d hit the ‘For You’ feed and it was this beautiful cacophony of voices. Now it’s bogged down by unreliable spam. And it’s not just Twitter but most places. I learned in this book that in Central and South America the most common news is Chinese. Chinese news! China is one of a growing number of countries making up “Autocracy Inc” and we learn in Chapter 3 on “Controlling the narrative” how deep the surveillance goes. From page 69 we learn how China requires all Uighur muslims to download

...nanny apps on their phones which constantly search for ‘ideological viruses,’ including Koranic verses and religious references as well as suspicious statements in all forms of correspondence. The apps can monitor purchases of digital books and track an individual’s location, sending the information back to police. They can also pick up unusual behavior: anyone who downloads a virtual private network, anyone who stays off-line altogether, and anyone whose home uses too much electricity (which could be evidence of a secret houseguest) can arouse suspicion. Voice-recognition technology and even DNA swabs are used to monitor where Uighurs walk, drive, and shop.

But it is just oppressed minorities under dictatorships? Or … all of us? It’s not like the autocracies—defined as governments where one person possess unlimited power—are doing the twentieth century thing of pretending they’re giving us utopias. No, on page 74, Applebaum writes that the “…propagandists of Autocracy, Inc., have learned from the mistakes … they don’t offer their fellow citizens a vision of utopia, and they don’t inspire them to build a better world. Instead, they teach people to be cynical and passive, because there is no better world to build.” The decline in power of international organizations—like NATO, the WHO, and International Courts—reduces accountability for autocratic nations to suffer any kind of retribution for breaking global laws. Before our incoming ​Prime Minister Mark Carney​ took office a couple weeks ago we saw him resign from private boards and put his personal assets in blind trust to avoid conflict of interests. Contrast this to Presidents selling private crypto-coins or shilling cars from White House lawn. “Come on down!” Language is of course emerging as a battleground. I read with horror about the ​Newspeak​ emerging as words such as ​‘inclusivity,’ ‘mental health,’ and ‘activism’ are being phased out​. Don’t say those words! Can’t say those words! From page 102:

To protect its sovereignty, China seeks to change other kinds of language too. Instead of ‘political rights’ or ‘human rights’, the Chinese want the UN and other international organizations to talk about win-win cooperation—by which they mean that everyone will benefit if each country maintains its own political system. They also want to popularize mutual respect—by which they mean that no one should criticize anyone else.

These words are getting inserted into UN documents and “if mutual respect, win-win cooperation, and sovereignty prevail, then there is no role for human rights advocates, international commissions of inquiry, or any public criticism of Chinese policy in Tibet, Hong Kong, or Xinjiang at all.” Chapter 4 on “Smearing the democrats” shows how reputations in the era of social media overwhelm are taken down by anyone trying to fight for freedom and democracy. Why? Because as Anne writes on page 142 “when something ‘secret’ is revealed about an activist or political figure, perhaps through the publication of a taped conversation or a hacked email, it creates an impression that the person is dishonest and has something to hide, even when the tape or the hacked email contains no evidence of wrongdoing.” This book was published just before the US election of 2024 and there is an ominous close where Anne reminds us on page 148 that Trump seeks to “stoke anger and even violence against people he dislikes, including federal judges” and that “If he ever succeeds in directing federal courts and law enforcement at his enemies, in combination with a mass trolling campaign, then the blending of the autocratic and democratic worlds will be complete.” Is there hope? I mean—yes, thankfully. The closing chapter is a call to arms for people to rise up and fight through legal means the growing autocracy. It’s not easy. But it starts with books. Peeling ourselves off ad-based algorithms full of misinformation wired to confuse us—and getting back into books like this accessible and fearless writeup by a super-articulate history-based Pulitzer-prize winning Yale, LSE, and Oxford-educated journalist. She’s got the chops and she’s breathtakingly fearless in calling spades spades. This is a wake-up call we owe it to ourselves to read, share, and pass along. Highly recommended.

2. Crooked Plow: A Novel by Itamar Vieira Junior (b. 1979). The Atlantic slave trade lasted nearly 400 years from the early 1500s to the late 1800s with over 12 million Africans shipped to toil in plantations across the Americas. The number is actually far higher than 12 million because so many people died en route or upon arriving. (As an aside, the most vivid description of slave ships I’ve read is in the phenomenal novel ‘​The Book of Negroes​’ by ​Lawrence Hill​.) I didn’t know Brazil is where the *first* slave ships went, the *most* slaves went (nearly half the 12 million), and the *last* slave ships went—with slavery abolished there in 1888. But what is abolished? As Vieira Junior writes through a character on page 170: “My father, she went on, was born almost thirty years after enslaved Blacks had been declared free, when in reality they were still captives of the descendants of their grandparents’ masters.” This is a transporting 276-page novel almost entirely taking place in a camp on a plantation in Northeastern Brazil from early to late twentieth century. It is told in three sweeping chunks by three different narrators. In the first pages a seven-year-old girl named Bibiana and her sister find a knife under their grandmothers’ bed and tragedy ensues with one girl accidentally slicing off her tongue. The writing ingeniously hides what really happened to whom until the second part of the book begins with the story told and expanded upon from the other sister’s perspective. A haunting, fly somewhere far-far-away novel that takes you deep into mud huts on the Água Negra plantation. You feel like you’re there: in the backbreaking labor while “pressing palm oil” and “peeling buriti” and navigating puberty and tragedy and oppression and violence and love. The title of the book is revealed on page 179 through the voice of the tongue-less character: “… the sound that came from my mouth was an aberration, chaotic, as if the severed chunk of my tongue had been replaced by a hard-boiled egg. My voice was a crooked plow, deformed, penetrating the soil only to leave it infertile, ravaged, destroyed.” If you liked ‘Their Eyes Were Watching God’ by Zora Neale Hurston (​2/2018​) you’ll love this, too. With some pepper shakes of magic realism and an endlessly floaty vibe that leaves you feeling like you’re on a boat. I was sent the book from my friend ​Wagner Moura​ (Civil War, Elite Squad) who called it a “beautiful book with strong social criticism and depiction of injustices in poor rural areas.” Published in 2018 and translated into English in 2023 this book won *all three* of Brazil’s top literary prizes.

3. The 5 Types of Wealth: A Transformative Guide To Design Your Dream Life by Sahil Bloom. I struggled to write this review. This book is good. Really good! Did we expect anything less from Sahil (“SA-hill”) Bloom, *the* Sahil Bloom, the potentially most optimized person I’ve ever met, with his ​six-pack of steel​, his membership to the Core Club in Manhattan (where he’s the youngest member), his double-Stanford pedigree (which he jokes in the book and other spots doesn’t keep up with his Yale sister, ​Harvard dad​, and Princeton mom, who still encourages him, to this day, to “try for medical school” (page 5)). Even his haircut is “​intimidating​”—according to Susan Cain, who makes a wonderful wisdom-drenched cameo on page 229 in a two-pager co-written with Sahil titled, somewhat unSusanny, “​Mental Hacks I Wish I Knew At Twenty-Two​.” I mean, the man ​wakes up at 4am every day​ to take a televised ice bath. He is OPTIMIZED. I picture him discussing one-legged Romanian Deadlift angles and best brands of organic avocado oil in a group chat with Andrew Huberman, Tim Ferriss, and Bryan Johnson. And big respect to all those guys—it’s not easy being so public, pushing yourself, pushing our understanding of how hard pushing is possible. Just for me I … didn’t quite connect with the book the way I expected to and way I often do with Sahil’s wonderful email newsletter The Curiosity Chronicle. On page 7 Sahil writes: “I was thirty years old and making millions of dollars.” And right away it’s like—um, that’s a tough place to connect. He confesses right afterwards that “…the feelings of happiness and fulfillment I expected were nowhere to be found.” We know this! We hear this everywhere. Money doesn’t make you happy! Just that most of us would like the millions of dollars first—you know, just to be sure. Unfulfilled workaholic twentysomething multimillionaire? This is your bible! He speaks, like we all do I suppose, to the me-of-yesteryear. I guess for me that super left-brainy, quantitative, systems-everything guy is still in there, for sure … just a bit distant. I think I kept wanting to *feel* the book more—in my gut, in my heart. But it just kind of put its feet up in my left brain. I like my left brain! I have sticker charts and trackers up the wazoo. But I also think I read, partly, to get away from that, to tone down that side of myself, to enter places of greater vastness and spirit and soul. As ever: right book, right time. And I do think this book will catch people—like it caught famed billionaire investor ​Bill Ackman​, who Sahil shares he reached out to over Twitter for lunch years ago, or billionaire Apple CEO ​Tim Cook​, who Sahil shares he met while working out regularly in a gym in SF at 4am (“There are no losers in the gym at 4:45 AM,” he says). It’ll catch people who maybe need to chill more? Need to call their mom more, need to get outside more, need to sleep more … need to think about money *less*. In some sense this book feels like you fed every uber-popular self-help book (like those that’ve sold >5 million copies) and every uber-popular self-help viral tweet or LinkedIn post (those that’ve been viewed >5 million times) and you stirred, stirred, stirred them together in a big yellow bowl before pouring that chunky batter into muffin-cup chapters and baked it all into something moist and delightfully chunk-free. Don’t get me wrong: I think it’s incredibly hard to do this! I’m just saying that if you’ve read the genre widely then you probably read about the Eisenhower Matrix (pages 96-97) in ‘​The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People​’; the history of Parkinson’s Law (pages 100-101) in ‘​The Happiness Equation​’ and, let’s be honest, before that in ‘​The 4-Hour Workweek​’ (and, before that, probably in ‘​Getting Things Done​’ by David Allen); and you probably saw Benjamin Franklin’s ‘daily calendar’ (pages 115-116) in … ‘​The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin​.’ If you’ve been online a lot you’ve probably seen the viral ​Ikigai graphic​ (pages 212-213), heard the ​Steve Jobs commencement speech​ (pages 216-217), and heard many versions of famous Joseph Heller “I’ve got something he can never have … enough” story (pages 313-314) a few places. But, of course, those pieces have gone viral for a reason, and finding them all, bringing them together, is no small feat. This is a book full of “life productivity techniques.” Not getting more done, but maximizing yourself on all the scales. On page 55 he encourages everyone to sit down and write a letter to their future selves. This is the kind of thing I want to do, and maybe should do—but it’s hard. It helps that Sahil generously shares the letter he wrote to himself in 2014 at age 23 which includes lines like “You have a lot you hide from the world. You’re insecure. You compare yourself to everyone but yourself.” and “I hope you live closer to your family” and “I hope you’re working on something that feels meaningful.” Now he his! And you love him for it, for finding and following his dream. He details in the opening chapter a story that feels like Tim Urban’s “​The Tail End​”—about how a friend told him given he only sees his east coast parents once a year, and they’re in their mid-sixties, he’ll only see them 15 more times in his life. Of course, some of the examples on how to correct this, are … kind of funny. Like on page 37, when ​Sahil discusses Netflix co-founder Marc Randolph's sturdy rule for himself​. What’s the sturdy rule? Every Tuesday night Marc makes sure work is “wrapped up by five” so he can have dinner with his wife. He developed the system after working “eighty hour weeks.” I mean, on one hand, sure. But on the other hand, who the heck is working 7am to 7pm for 7 days a week—so much so they need to calendar in a weekly dinner with their wife? I’d resonate more with the story if it was the other way: tracking nights away from dinner with your family, which feels like the more obvious expected baseline. But I do agree: if you never have dinner with your wife scheduling one a week is a good start! Sahil is an eager and hard-working disciple and distiller and his efforts come through. In this 369-page book, stuffed to the absolute brim with tools, models, “razors,” quotes, and heuristics, you will likely find one thing, perhaps many things, that you can reliably and valuably apply to improve your life. This man has the steepest learning curve, the steepest output curve, and one of the sharpest minds of anyone I know. He's in his early thirties and I know will be someone to follow for decades. I can't wait to see what he gives us in 5 years, 10 years, and beyond.

4. What An Owl Knows: The New Science Of the World’s Most Enigmatic Birds by Jennifer Ackerman (b. 1959). A couple months ago my friend ​Scott​ and I were traipsing through knee-deep snow in -20C/-4F weather just after sunrise way, way out on the ​Leslie Spit​—an ancient garbage pile poking into Lake Ontario that’s since evolved into a bird paradise—when we suddenly saw a ​Long-Eared Owl​ glowering at us. Scott snapped a picture, we stepped backwards, one of us stepped on a stick that cracked and just like that the bird was gone. But what a picture he nabbed!

I don’t see owls very often. None of us do! That word “enigmatic” is so perfect—“hard to understand or explain, inscrutable or mysterious” according to Merriam Webster—when describing these 60-million-year-old (!) birds. For reference, Home Sapiens have been around 300,000 years and Homo Erectus were about 1.5 million years ago. Said another way: This planet belongs to the owls. We just live here! What an intoxicating and never-ending pleasure of trivia this book is as we follow the warm and sagacious Jennifer Ackerman through her pilgrimage to better understand these fascinating birds. From page xvii: “Why do an owl’s eyes, alone in the bird world, face the same way ours do? What made the early ancestors of owls cross the boundary into night?... How are owls adapting to shifts in their habitat and global climate?” First up! Where did they come from. Well, “like all birds, they initially arose from a group of small, mostly predatory, running dinosaurs that were coexisting with other, larger dinosaurs sixty-six million years ago.” The trivia is endless: “Of the 11,000 or so species of birds alive today, only 3 percent have adaptations that allow for stalking prey in the dark.” Feathered talons help! As do satellite dome faces! And the ability to hear a mouse running under a foot of snow! We learn on page 90 that “if a nesting ​Great Horned Owl​ is threatened by a dog or other predator, it will fluff up its feathers and throw itself to the ground, flapping around as if its wing is injured and squealing once or twice…” and on page 91 that “owlets begin vocalizing in the egg, even before they hatch.” Btw, did you know Great Horned Owls consume over *500* species? From shrews to rats to jackrabbits to ducks to ferrets to foxes to skunks! (They don’t smell skunks like pretty much everything else making them the only predator for most skunks, which are 3 times as heavy!) WATCH OUT EVERYTHING! I love this book. It’s owl trivia forever. From “Female ​Snowy Owls​ choose to breed only with males that are really white” (page 126) to the fact that ​Burrowing Owls​ decorate their nests which chunks of concrete decorations or “122 pieces of coyote scat” (page 132) to problematic issues like Japan’s “owl cafés” (page 213) or The Hedwig Problem, where Harry Potter created a bit of a global boom on illegal owls as pets. Quiet, mysterious, ever-hidden, ever-lurking, this is a wonderfully curious and scientific look into the 254 species of owls we share the planet with.

5. Birds by Kevin Henkes, illustrated by Laura Dronzek. Another book about birds but this one takes about 1/10,000th the time to read. A little girl looks out her window and describes birds from the simplest possible lens—but with enough little a-has that give the book angles and wonder. Like a quick scene when she says she sees birds sitting still on a wire for a long time and then looks back and they’re all gone or when she sees birds all take off and it looks like the tree is sneezing. Great one for your tiniest! Have it read-a-loud to you on YT ​right here​.

6. Useful Not True by Derek Sivers. I remember way back in 2010 when I was working in Leadership Development at Walmart and this little 5 minute TED Talk went viral internally called “​How To Start A Movement​.” I loved it! All about the leadership of “first follower” as told through a hill of people dancing at a music festival. It was vintage ​Derek Sivers​, though I didn’t know who Derek was at the time—with his unique blend of poetic wisdom distilled, distilled, distilled down into simple parts. The man is obsessed with simplifying! He let me use his wonderfully distilled “​horse fable​” in the Introduction to ‘​You Are Awesome​,’ my book on resilience, and I remember when his personal website was at sivers.org but he must have thought that URL was too flabby because he got it from 10 characters to 7 with ​sive.rs​. (Btw, bookmark his “​Book Notes​” over there—a wonderful summary of what he’s read.) Now comes his newest book! Another slim self-published hardcover that in 88 pages takes us from “Almost Nothing People Say Is True” to “Your Thoughts Aren’t True” to “Ideas Can Be Useful, Not True” to “Adopt What Works For You.” He makes the simple point over and over: we make stuff up. That’s how we live. We adopt beliefs, we tell ourselves stories, we create realities that aren’t true—but they help us navigate through life. So, given that, we may as well make up things that help us. The idea reminds me of a familiar refrain in Cheryl Strayed’s ‘Tiny Beautiful Things’ (​10/2020​)—that we should let go what isn’t serving us and adopt beliefs or behaviors that do. Ironically, even though Derek’s the king of simple and short writing, I did feel like I could glean the entire takeaway of this book through the chapter headlines. But for me this is a reminder book: something to set on your shelf, and face outwards, when you find yourself stuck chasing a dream or a wish or an ideal that … maybe doesn’t help you? A ”from first principles” book that’s useful to reduce guilt, inspire direction, or get unstuck.

7. Slowness: A Novel by Milan Kundera (1929-2023). I read this whole novel and am not exactly sure what just happened. I heard it described as the “most accessible” of the famed exiled Czech novelist’s works and, uh, well, now I’m scared of the rest. This is the first novel Kundera wrote in French and it’s a completely disjointed narration of a midsummer’s night with a series of abstract tales of seduction—centuries apart!—all woven together. Modern art! Hard to follow! But punctuated with moments of such clairvoyant poignancy that I alternated between frustration and delight. From page 3:

Why has the pleasure of slowness disappeared? Ah, where have they gone, the amblers of yesteryear? Where have they gone, those loafing heroes of folk song, those vagabonds who roam from one mill to another and bed down under the stars? Have they vanished along with footpaths, with grasslands and clearings, with nature?

I like that. This is my kind of guy! A wanderer of hills, a lover of nature. And then he keeps going:

There is a secret bond between slowness and memory, between speed and forgetting. Consider this utterly commonplace situation: a man is walking down the street. At a certain moment, he tries to recall something, but the recollection escapes him. Automatically, he slows down. Meanwhile, a person who wants to forget a disagreeable incident he has just lived through speeds up his pace, as if he were trying to distance himself from a thing still too close to him at times

I learned that this particular paragraph was part of Carl Honoré’s inspiration to write the wonderful ‘In Praise of Slowness’ (​5/2020​), which I’m revisiting these days. A confusing, poignant, flowing funny, and genuinely weird book.

8. The Anti-Social Centuryby Derek Thompson in The Atlantic. Do you think that spending time on social media is… social? I know it is *social* media, but is it social the way The Olive Garden is Italian? If you think it's social, you will disagree with the thesis of this article which begins at a restaurant that permanently closes its bar after Covid and evolves into ​Robert Putnam​-like analysis of key figures, variables, and metrics that seem to be accelerating both our loneliness pandemic and our left brain’s desire to always be alone. But our hearts and our bodies desire to be together … To hang out with friends. One key chart:

We went inside for the pandemic... and we didn't come out! Is that a problem? Yup! As Thompson writes (and the bold is mine):

...people who spend more time alone, year after year, become meaningfully less happy. In his 2023 paper on the rise of 21st-century solitude, Atalay, at the Philadelphia Fed, calculated that by one measure, sociability means considerably more for happiness than money does: A five-percentage-point increase in alone time was associated with about the same decline in life satisfaction as was a 10 percent lower household income. Nonetheless, many people keep choosing to spend free time alone, in their home, away from other people.

Not all surprising, but still shocking. The conclusion is after reading this book club—and thank you for being here—call your mom, call your dad, call your sister, call your brother, call your friends, or call your neighbors … make some plans for tonight! One new thing we're trying at home is FFF. It's “Family and Friends Friday,” at our house, every Friday. Every member of the family can bring somebody over for dinner. It's always a crazy concoction of people and seems to be helping us provoke more human-to-human friendships.

9. There is no 9! Just our regular lootbag of links. I transcribed 91-year-old former Canadian Prime Minister's ​recent speech about this moment​. I posted my review of ‘The Let Them Theory’ ​over on LinkedIn​. Smart phones ​are bad for boys too​. David Perell on ​what's broken in education​. Jefferson Fisher on Mel Robbins' show ​about communicating confidently​. Lindyman on ​re-inventing yourself in the US and how it's harder elsewhere​. I love ​George Saunders​ and ​his recent Substack post was terrific​. A polluted Ontario creek ​is bouncing back​. Bryan Johnson's ​new morning routine​. Nick Cave on ​spiteful comments and friendship​. And if you made it this far check out my recent chat with ​Emily Nagoski​. Thanks for reading all the way to the end!

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Neil Pasricha's Monthly Book Club - February 2025

Hey everyone,

This is the 100th issue of my monthly book club.

I emailed you the first issue back in November 2016 and have sent another on the last Saturday of every month since.

The goal remains the same! To inspire us both to read. Books, specifically. Even when it’s hard. Especially when it's hard! Attention remains the battleground. The more extreme, more violent, more shocking—the more it'll be firehosed at our faces. We know what to do—

—but that doesn't mean it's easy. Still: the richest pleasures lie way down in the deep. I talked about that ​with Lindyman this month​. What lasts a long time will last a long time more. Family, friends, togetherness, time in nature, good walks, good food, good books.

This month let's fall into screenless Middle-earth in ‘The Fellowship of the Ring,’ connect with endangered species leaving us in ‘Last Chance to See,’ and master the ancient art of falconry with Helen Macdonald in ‘H is for Hawk.’ Of course, while reading these books I fell into attention-splintering holes. But the goal is never to be perfect. Just a little better than before.

Let's keep inspiring each other to read—just a little more.

Thank you for your attention.

I value it sacredly.

Neil

P.S. Invite others to join us ​here​.


1. The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship Of The Ring by J.R.R. Tolkien (1892–1973). My first exposure to The Lord of The Rings was through the 2001-2003 Peter Jackson trilogy which I saw down by the lake at Whitby’s fancy new AMC 24 theaters. Then when the movies came out on DVD my friends and I would watch the “Director’s Cut” versions and enjoy the side-plots while reciting some of the lines. (“These men are thirsty—bring them some mead!”). Back then I remember the Shire feeling cozy, the black riders terrifying, and the flying cameras through ​the mines of Moria​ thrilling. The first book in the trilogy looked ... thick. It was written in 1954. And since I loved the films I decided to chalk it up as "optional." That changed in 2019 when I spent a wild afternoon hanging out with ​Kevin The Bookseller​ in his tiny Indigo bookshop in the lobby of Mount Sinai hospital. Kevin is an incredible bookseller popular with staff and readers. Pinch in on his moustache!

In addition to ‘The Twits’ by Roald Dahl (​7/2020​) and ‘The Power of Habit’ by Charles Duhigg, Kevin decisively declared the entire LOTR trilogy as formative—and told us he was currently reading it to his kids. Well, thanks to Kevin, I spent the past eight months reading this 423-page 5-point font vintage copy of ‘The Fellowship of the Ring’ and, uh, it took a while. But now The Shire has expanded from cozy to … mystical, magical, and complicated with so many twisted family histories over so many years. The black riders have grown from terrifying to … mythological, ethereal, ominous, ever-lurking. And the mines of Moria have expanded from thrilling to… dark, dismal, distressing. And the songs! So many songs. Brought to life with poetic and literary flair by ​Tolkien The Philogist​ (who once worked for the Oxford English Dictionary on, specifically, the letter W!), from so many characters, from so many backgrounds. I admit at multiple points my son screamed “I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT’S GOING ON!”, and I felt the same way—I mean it gets dense—but it just has this floating ferry-ship feeling that rolls and rolls and rolls and rolls and you feel like you're living real-time with grand moments peppered between much longer moments of pause, confusion, or rest. The story is well-known: The Dark Lord created "One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all, and in the darkness bind them," but oh crap—the ring got chopped off his finger! Then Gollum got it! Then Bilbo—back in ‘The Hobbit.’ (​8/2022​). And now from Bilbo to Frodo, who is tasked with throwing it back into the fires in Mordor where the thing was made. But the story is small here: it's the lessons learned on the way. From page 69 of my 1977 “Authorized Canadian Edition” after Frodo says Gollum deserves death for what he has done Gandalf retorts: “Deserves it! I daresay he does. Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the very wise cannot see all ends.” On page 294 after the grim Council of Elrond we hear from Gimli: Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.” There is so much more texture here with endless descriptions that sound like paintings and long histories that make you want to draw out family trees. This is a big book that, if you're me and my son, you spend a long time with. I don't recommend reading it out loud but I do recommend reading it. Maybe the just-under-23hrs version on ​Libro​ or ​Audible​! (I have no affiliation with either but use Libro since ​Latanya and Jerry of Bronx Bound Books​ told us about it. I like that you can steer the audiobook profits to the indie bookstore of your choice.)

2. The Let Them Theory: A Life-Changing Tool That Millions Of People Can’t Stop Talking About by Mel Robbins (b. 1968). I love Mel Robbins. I’ve said this maybe … 90 times? … in the 9 years since I met her ​back at Caesar's Palace​. That’s not a lot considering how many times I’ve heard others saying it: giant ballrooms full of people standing after a big motivational speech, people scrolling in headphones beside me on airplanes smiling at one of Mel’s sassy ​Instagram pep talks​, or even my mother-in-law who took Mel’s suggestion years ago to sign up for the ​‘Growth Day’ app​ and who still faithfully checks in with it every morning for inspiration. Mel has this old-friend-at-your-kitchen-table knack for stirring the 1000 most common English words into something that feels akin to a slap-in-the-face followed by a hug. She never says she’s invented the tools she shares but breaks them down, down, down into simple, almost molecular, lessons which she brings to life with stories. Like the time she bought her son’s date a corsage for high school prom and after he said he didn’t want to take it and after Mel’s older daughter whispered to Mel that they didn’t really know each other super well Mel just, y’know, decided to hide the corsage in her purse, take it to the prom photo shoot, and … give it to the date anyway! While telling the date that her son didn't want her to do this. Ummm. Is your face contorted into something between crying and laughing? Mine too. Mel continues: “And that’s when I noticed she had made her own corsage, which she was already wearing on one of her wrists. [My daughter] Kendall rolled her eyes. [My husband] Chris shifted. If I could have evaporated in that moment, I would have.” And then you’re back on her team. Because can’t we all relate to a bunch of stupid and humiliating things we did? Of course we can. After the photo shoot it begins pouring and Mel is horrified at her son’s clothes getting soaked and the fact he and his friends don’t have reservations and want to take their dates to a cheap Mexican spot. When she begins to interfere again her daughter chimes in: “Mom, if Oakley and his friends want to go to a taco bar for pre-prom, LET THEM … (“But it’s too small for all of them to fit in and they’ll get soaked”) … LET THEM get soaked (“But his new sneakers are going to get ruined!”) … LET THEM get ruined. And now you know the Let Them Theory! But what seems braindead obvious isn’t necessarily. I mean, how often do you find yourself overly involved, worried, stressed, or upset at something somebody else said or did? Pretty damn often, right! Me too. Everyone too! So we’re meant to use this internal two-word mantra to practice acceptance, let the world keep moving, while then practicing the follow-up mantra—“Let Me”—to affect, change, or improve our own behavior instead. (On page 70 she says “Let Me is an opportunity for you to put your time, energy, and values at the center of your life.”) Like when Mel’s mom's friends all go on a vacation without her and she finds herself doomscrolling in “full stalker mode” she has to remind herself: Let Them. And then Let Me show up and reach out as a better friend than I’ve been over the past few years. Simple, right? Vintage Mel. That’s her straight talking, vulnerable friend-to-millions conversation. She talks openly about the fear of being worried what other people would think (like when she was doing keynote speeches for free but didn't want to post about them) and how to use the theory (and a great tangent called ‘frame of reference’) to work with people especially close to you. She writes about how she grew to understand her mom’s early unhappiness with Mel’s marriage because of what happened to her after she got married—namely moving away from all her family and friends to be with her hubby. I am not surprised this book just became the fastest selling non-fiction book in publishing history. It's talking to people. For scale reference ‘​The Book of Awesome​ was a New York Times and #1 international bestseller for 3 straight years ... and Mel's book sold more copies in 3 straight weeks. (That would be over 800,000!) Last month I couldn’t even find a copy at any bookstore:

And then when the book came flooding back in-stock the stores had it everywhere. Front displays, front tables, every single cash register:

Why? Because we’re lonely. We’re scared. We’re anxious. We’re imperfect. We need Mel’s guiding, supportive, empowering spirit. She creates such a karmic imbalance in the world by offering so much of herself. You can almost mainline her on ​Instagram​ or ​YouTube​. Millions do! After it didn’t work out being a life coach or CNN radio host or TV Talk Show host she’s found her Big Megaphone with The Mel Robbins Podcast (often the top-ranked podcast in the world), her ​Instagram feed with its 8.2M followers​, and her series of ​rallying books​. You can honestly flip this book to any page, read a couple minutes, and feel like you just got a personal pep talk. It looks so easy you don't realize it's hard. Mel Robbins: a voice for the rest of us on hard days. P.S. If you want to fall down a Mel rabbit hole here are “​7 Leadership Lessons I Learned from Mel Robbins​” which I wrote 5 years ago and ​our live 3 Books podcast​ together in ​Bryant Park​ 2 years ago.

3. Fantastic Mr. Fox by Roald Dahl (1916–1990). I’ve been on a ​read-aloud roll​ with my third kid. We did ‘Little House in the Big Woods’ (​4/2024​), ‘Little House in the Prairie’ (​8/2024​), ‘Charlie and the Chocolate Factory’ (​8/2024​), and ‘The BFG’ (​11/2024​). Leslie’s been having fun reading him ‘Marge In Charge’ and so I felt it made sense to turn to ‘Fantastic Mr. Fox’ next which has to be one of the sharpest, tightest stories in the Dahl canon. Mr. Fox steals food every night from Boggis, Bunce, and Bean (“one fat, one short, one lean”) who, you know makes sense, grow frustrated and wage an escalating war on Mr. Fox and his family. Twists, turns, with wonderful illustrations from Donald Chaffin in 1970 or Quentin Blake in 1995:

Thank goodness the ​2023 Puffin censors didn’t get their way in their bizarre attempts​ to remove the word ‘black’ as a tractor descriptor, taking out any references to height and weight, and changing Mr. Fox’s son to a daughter. An absolutely wonderful book and, I will add, I also recommend the 2009 Wes Anderson ​stop-motion film​ of the same name. ​93% on RT​!

4. Marge In Charge by Isla Fisher (b. 1976). Since I just mentioned ‘Marge’ and have never read it but always hear them giggling and laughing about it I thought I’d shoulder-tap Leslie for a review. Over to you Les: “I’m always looking for opportunities to laugh with our kids. Nothing clears the cobwebs and greases the gears of our relationship like a good laugh (other than also a good cry and snuggle!) and so ‘Marge In Charge’ by Isla Fisher is one of my all-time favorite read-alouds! Not only does it get kids as young as 4 laughing out loud but I find myself cracking up alongside them and it just feels so darn good. Isla Fisher, comedian and actress, wrote these books after having told the stories to her children at bedtime and you can just feel the love, creativity, and spontaneity laced through them. Marge is a rainbow-haired and retired duchess (or so she loves to say!) who falls asleep on the job babysitting Jemima and Jakey. She always somehow finishes all of the jobs on the mom’s list but in the most fantastical hilarious ways. Like when she convinces Jakey, who refuses to wash his hair, to wash his hair in the bubble-flooded bathroom and clean it all up before the parents get home. It’s light and fun and entertaining and I dare you not to laugh with your kids while reading any of the wonderful four books in the series.”

5. 1000 Hours Outside: Activities To Match Screen Time With Green Time by Ginny Yurich. Ginny Yurich wasn’t enjoying motherhood. It was September 2011 and the Michigan mom of three felt exhausted, trapped, pinned down by 12-hour stretches of “crying, screaming, diapers, noses, sweeping, one-handed cooking, and the minutia that accompanies life with little ones.” A friend mentioned that education guru ​Charlotte Mason​ says children should spend 4-6 hours outside a day. “No way,” Ginny thought. “How can anyone do that?” But she didn’t have anything to lose so figured she’d give it a shot. She packed sandwiches and took her kids to a field one morning along with that same friend. “That day changed my life,” she told me. “They played and played. They invented new games. They jumped off logs. They weren’t fighting. And I had my first adult conversation since having kids.” (She found out later this Charlotte person lived in the 1800s!) Anyway, the energy from that day powered Ginny and her husband Josh’s “1000 Hours Outside” movement which has grown from a focus on homeschooling their five kids into a ​viral Instagram feed​, popular 1000 Hours Outside podcast​, and even little ​coloring sheets​ to help the sticker-chart people among us (hi) track our progress. Which is? 1000 hours outside a year. Simple! Almost 3 hours a day. Tiny compared to our roots but massive compared to the 10-minutes-outside-a-day culture we’ve evolved into. Where does the book come in? Well, it’s a full-color, 287-page flipper offering 136 ideas for outdoor family activities conveniently organized into Spring, Summer, Winter, and Fall. From “Hot Chocolate Hikes” (what it sounds like) to “Snow Hot Tubs” (putting on your bathing suit and filling a kiddie pool with hot water in the winter) to “Fairy Doors” (painted cardboard and popsicle stick ‘doors’ to put at the base of tall trees), this is a simple reminder that nature has deep powers and encourages all of us to peel ourselves off the screens.

6. All Fours by Miranda July (b. 1974). When Leslie and I first moved in together I assumed we would merge bookshelves. I had a paltry 20 or 30 but she had at least a hundred so I thought we could just sort of … sift them together. “What?,” I remember Leslie asking when I mentioned this in passing, “That would be like merging brains. That’s like—who we are. You can’t merge brains. You can't merge bookshelves.” Whoa! Time for a new ​Billy​. But, also, looking back: props. I just hadn’t had that enlightened thought but now I definitely see the importance. Our conjoined shelves are now like vines creeping out of their pots slowly unfurling for extra space anywhere We have bookshelves on two of four walls and now it’s time to build more over the windows and down the other sides behind this picture … I mean, when you start losing the floors you know it's time:

One thing that’s fun when you have two people’s bookshelves in the same room is seeing which books you have ‘doubles’ of. Like pre-merger or post-merger you both decided this book was too important to not to individually own. Right now we have doubles of ‘A Million Little Pieces’ by ​James Frey​, ‘The Diary of Anne Frank’ by Anne Frank, ‘Influence’ by Robert Cialdini, ‘How To Talk So Kids Will Listen & Listen So Kids Will Talk’ by Adele Faber and Elaine Mazlish, and yes, as of last month, ‘All Fours’ by Miranda July. I admit my copy remains pristine as I got the pleasure of reading Leslie’s copy with her underlines and Post-It notes pasted in it (​read Leslie's 8/2024 review​). The book came to us in different ways. She saw it recommended in ​Cat and Nat's​ ​email newsletter​ and I bought it after getting one of those GoodReads “New Books Out This Month From Authors You Loved” emails and they both arrived before we discussed. Right away I loved the cover blurb from George Saunders: “A giddy, bold, mind-blowing tour de force.” George runs the wonderful Story Club Substack (I’m a member!) and I love the way he describes ultimate prose as ‘undeniable.’ Like you just could not imagine a sentence or string of sentences being better. Crisper, funnier, zingier? No! You cannot. Because the prose … is undeniable. I’m telling you today that Miranda July may be second only to George himself at the non-existent awards The Undeniable Prosies. She begins wooing us with the first four sentences: “Sorry to trouble you was how the note began, which is such a good opener. Please, trouble me! Trouble me! I’ve been waiting my whole life to be troubled like this.” Jarringly self-aware, flamboyantly unhinged, unapologetically sexual, subversively funny. The book is a study in how to write a book. The way she constantly unveils our unnamed 45-year-old protagonist’s character to us is astounding. Like when on page 13 she steps away from a chat with her husband and another couple at a party and then … suddenly joins a dance floor?

There was a small group of people dancing in the living room. I moved discreetly at first, getting my bearings, then the beat took hold and I let my vision blur. I fucked the air. All my limbs were in motion, making shapes that felt brand-new. My skirt was tight, my top was sheer, my heels were high. The people around me were nodding and smiling; I couldn’t tell if they were embarrassed for me or actually impressed. The host’s father looked me up and down and winked—he was in his eighties. Was that how old a person had to be to think I was hot these days? I moved deeper into the crowd, shut my eyes, and slid side to side, shoulder first, like I was protecting stolen loot. Now I added a fist like a brawler, punching. I made figure eights with my ass at what felt like an incredible speed while holding my hands straight up in the air...

LOL. And the plot? The narrator starts off from LA on a two-week road trip to New York and back but then stops in a suburb half an hour outside town where she remodels a motel room with a young designer and then seduces her husband who is a hip-hop dancer who works at the local Hertz ... before tipping back into what this all means for her and her marriage. There are scenes in this book I could not believe I was reading. I wasn’t shocked. Too tight a word. More like I found myself out in the middle of a swinging bridge between cliff edges and had to steady myself to stare into the suddenly blinding sun and galing wind. The book swings, sways, shocks, skewers. It's titillating and tantric. I suggest starting with ‘No One Belongs Here More Than You’ (​3/2022)​, her nearly 20-year-old collection of short stories, which was one of the collective formative books from ​Daniel Kwan and Daniel Sheinert​, filmmakers behind ‘​Turn Down For What​’ and ‘​Swiss Army Man​.’ Miranda July writes like nobody else. A strong, fierce, rubber-band brainslap of book.

7. H is for Hawk by Helen Macdonald (b. 1970). This book has been spying me from bookshelves since it came out in 2015. You too? That hawk—glowering from the shelf!

I had seen that cover so much but finally talon-snared it off the front display at ​Doug Miller Books​ in ​Koreatown​. Looking closer on the cover I see it’s a painting by ​Chris Wormell​ and it’s not just a hawk either, but a ​Eurasian Goshawk​— “bulkier, bloodier, deadlier, scarier.” A couple years ago ​I was birding with my birder pal Jody​ out in Edmonton and he was telling me about getting attacked by a ​Northern Goshawk​. Just swooping hard and fast at him down a forest clearing to the point he had to dive out of the way. “Really?,” I asked. “Oh yeah,” he said, bending over to focus his scope on 1000s of migrating ​American Avocets​ on a distant shore. “Goshawks are vicious, man. A friend of mine used to count their eggs for research. He looks like he’s lost a couple knife fights.” So what would compel a Cambridge professor to … raise one? To become a falconer? To master that ancient 4000 year-old art of taming your own bird of prey and training it to hunt? Well, after their father dies Helen falls into deep grief and revisits their childhood desire to become a falconer. They come up with the idea to train a goshawk as a way to, perhaps, be “feral”—to be free, to be ferocious. To come closer to life and examine it with intensity from many sides. On page 85: “The hawk was everything I wanted to be: solitary, self-possessed, free from grief, and numb to the hurts of human life.” On page 110: “…in all my days of walking with Mabel [the hawk] the only people who have come up and spoken to us have been outsiders: children, teenage goths, homeless people, overseas students, travellers, drunks… ‘We are outsiders now, Mabel’, I say, and the thought is not unpleasant.” They let the hawk take over their life. On page 123: “I can’t go to Berlin in December, I’d thought, appalled. I have a hawk to fly. Ambitions, life-plans: these were for other people.” The book is a detailed literary journal that can be ominous and even spooky but is always somehow light enough to be death-examining without being a downer. Emotional lifts and tumbles left me in tears. And the entire book feels like a double-tunnel back in time a century ago as everything is paired with a ​Maria Popova​-esque examination of ​T.H. White​’s 1939-written (1951-published) ‘​The Goshawk​,’ which today may stand even higher than his other books like ‘​The Sword In The Stone​.’ Macdonald quotes White’s personal journals from the time which caution of a world heading to war all because “masters of men, everywhere, who subconsciously thrust others into suffering in order to advance their own powers.” History rings through this deep, exotic, mind-transplant to wet forests as you, yourself, become a falconer. And, maybe-hopefully, metabolize a bit of grief, doubt, or sadness you forgot you still had stuck inside.

8. Last Chance To See by Douglas Adams (1952–2001) and Mark Carwardine (b. 1959). I must have subconsciously been on a death-examining bender this month because here comes another one! (​I guess I tend to do that?​) Fact is: None of us know how long we have … as individuals nor as species as a whole. Douglas Adams left us in 2001 at 49 (​ugh​), long after bequeathing us his series of comic masterpieces including ‘​The Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy​’ which came out in 1979. I’d read and loved that book as a teen and knew of his other fiction but I had no idea he spent a chunk of his late 30s criss-crossing the world with a zoologist pal looking for the world’s most endangered species. ​Komodo dragons​ of Indonesia! ​Kakapos​ of New Zealand! ​Blind river dolphins​ of China! ​White rhinos​ of Zaire! Originally broadcast as a radio show on the BBC, the written result is a zippy 218-page travel diary that is by turns fun … aggravating … and poignant. Perhaps like travel in general. In the first chapter while looking for Komodos he writes:

It is then quite an education to learn that two cats fighting can make easily as much noise as forty dogs. It is a pity to have to learn this at two-fifteen in the morning, but then the cats have a lot to complain about in Labuan Bajo. They all have their tails docked at birth, which is supposed to bring good luck, though presumably not to the cats.

In the second chapter in Zaire he writes “I wasn’t disturbed so much by the ‘Oh Lord, we thank Thee for the blessing of this Thy day,’ but ‘We commend our lives into Thy Hands, O Lord’ is frankly not the sort of thing you want to hear from a pilot as his hand is reaching for the throttle.” The book is mostly journey, not destination, but Adams’ sharp and curious mind always takes us down endless rabbit holes. He tells the story of the southern white rhino’s presumed extinction in the mid-1800s and then how a group of 9 (!) of them were found fifty years later and then taken care of so their population grew to 5000. When Douglas and his group are 40 yards away from the rhino he remarks on how its “nasal passages are bigger than its brain” and then tells us that:

The world of smells is now virtually closed to modern man. Not that we haven’t got a sense of smell—we sniff our food or wine, we occasionally smell a flower, and can usually tell if there’s a gas leak—but generally it’s all a bit of a blur, and often an irrelevant or bothersome blur at that. When we read that Napoleon wrote to Josephine on one occasion, ‘Don’t wash—I’m coming home,’ we are simply bemused, and almost think of it as a deviant behaviour. We are so used to thinking of sight, closely followed by hearing, as the chief of the senses that we find it hard to visualise (the word itself is a giveaway) a world that declares itself primarily to the sense of smell.

Something you don’t think about often! But true. And hopefully one thing AI won’t replicate for a while, right? Let’s enjoy those sacred smells of your mom’s cooking or your partner’s neck or your kid's hair and sweaty cheeks when you kiss them goodnight before bed. Through Adams’ early death and the disappearing animals he’s cataloguing the book serves as a mirrory reminder of the fragility and fleetingness … of everything.

9. There is no 9! Just our regular lootbag of links. Friend of 3 Books ​Sahil Bloom​ has ​his first book out​. I just got a copy and am excited to dig in. ​This episode of Brené Brown's podcast​ on burnout with Emily and Amelia Nagoski was transfixing and had so many great tips for the overworked among us. ​Does where you live impact your happiness​? Adam Grant tells us ​why we should read more fiction​. I try to avoid Meta and use the privacy-focused, donation-based, non-profit WhatsApp-alternative ​Signal​ for most of my texts and group chats. (I have no connection—just a fan and donor.) My friend ​Michael Bungay Stanier​ has ​a brand-new podcast​ focused on organizational change. I loved these ​incredible travel tips​ from ​Kevin Kelly​. ​Only Canadians will understand what's happening here​. A little ​more motivation​ to pick up the gym routine. And big thanks to Book Clubber Devra T. for sending me this article on ​how to read 100(!) pages a day​.

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Neil Pasricha's Monthly Book Club - January 2025

Hey everyone,

For most of my adult life I read 4 or 5 books a year. Not much! I read a lot as a kid but found my adult self reading newspapers, scrolling blogs, skimming Twitter.

Then I started dating someone new. She came back to my apartment and said “Where are all your books?” I had a shelf ... with not many books on it. Well, that woman is now my wife and she helped remind me how much I loved reading and how much better I feel—now as a husband, a dad, a friend, a writer—when I've intentionally spent time reading books versus letting my brain dissolve into the endless online information abyss. Today I read around 75 books a year and have a ​series of reading systems​ to keep this up.

This book club email is one of those systems! It's just a summary and review of every book I've read over the past month. I know I have to send it to you! So that keeps me reading. And I always love when you reply and share your reading list back with me.

For now: We still control our attention! So let's aim to keep turning off screens and picking up books. Let's delete social media and news media apps off our phone. Let's renew our library cards. And let's vision at the end of our lives having a giant bookshelf full of books we've read and grown from instead of a stack of old yellowed newspapers in the basement and some blurry long-forgotten scroll of soundbites and tweets.

It's harder than ever to read books these days! You help me keep the habit up and I hope I help you too. As I enter my ​10th year of writing this book club​ I want to say thank you for being here.

Please invite others to join us ​here​.

Now let's hit the books!

Neil

1. Balanced and Barefoot: How Unrestricted Outdoor Play Makes for Strong, Confident, and Capable Children by Angela J. Hanscom. Parenting is hot! Suddenly everyone has a take. Tim Ferriss released back-to-back superlong chats with viral influencers ​Dr. Becky Kennedy​ (‘​Good Inside​​9/2022​) and ​Aaron Stupple​ (‘​The Sovereign Child​’). But I have a reminder from our grandmas: There are infinite ways to parent. Hands-on, hands-off, lots of rules, hardly any, structured and inside or, in the case of this book, unstructured and outside. You do you! No one way is perfect. I think of our job as learning as much as we can—doing the best we can. Brilliant and effervescent Ginny Yurich (of ​1000 Hours Outside​) recommended this to me and I took so much from it. Angela Hanscom is a pediatric occupational therapist who tells us that our kids are getting fragile, frail, and fidgety because they’re sitting and staring at screens while starving their bodies of unstructured outdoor play. On page 13 she shares a study comparing kid strength from 1998 to 2008—only 10 years!—and shows the # of sit ups 10-year-olds could do bombed 27.1%, arm strength plummeted 26%, and grip strength sank 7%. Why? Not enough time climbing trees, jumping off rocks, making up their own games with their own rules. She talks about how free play develops our eyesight, our skeletal systems, and loads more. One fun example: Spinning! Do you ever see kids just ... spinning in circles ... looking completely nuts? Sure, all the time. And what do adults say? “Stop! Sit down! You could get hurt!” But “spinning stimulates the vestibular sense which helps them become more coordinated, sure-footed, and less likely to trip or run into things.” Research shows spinning “activates hair cells on the inner ear which sends motor messages through the spinal cord which helps maintain muscle tone and body posture.” Yes, your vestibular sense​ lays the foundation for other senses and “spinning leads to alertness, attention, and a sense of calm in the classroom.” Way back in the Internet paleolithic I wrote an essay on ​1000 Awesome Things​ celebrating “​Old, dangerous playground equipment​.” Now it looks prophetic with books like this and ‘The Anxious Generation’ (​4/2024​) calling for a return to too-tall teeter-totters, monkey bars in the sky, and big spinners where everyone falls dizzily down the hill afterwards. The book is a little stiffly written—a little study after study after study—and, sure, I wish it had pictures or more of a freewheeling tone (like ‘Free Range Kids’ ​5/2023​) but it’s still really wonderful, and a much-needed reminder that many of our ails can be cured by ditching endless programs and just getting outside. How much? Well, Ginny says 1000 hours a year and she's made a bunch of ​handy trackers​ for those who want to systemize it. (You know I love the ​power of 1000​.) Highly recommended.

2. Small Things Like These by Claire Keegan. Did you know that in Ireland from 1765 to 1996 a series of state- and Catholic-run ‘​Magdalene Laundries​’ housed and locked up ‘fallen women,’ the definition of which originally meant sex workers but grew to include orphans, victims of rape or incest, any woman abandoned by her family, and any woman who didn’t conform to the rules of society? I ... did not. This 2022 Booker shortlisted book follows Keegan's 2010 stunner ‘Foster’ (​9/2023​) and takes a slow pan shot of a couple wintry months in New Ross, Ireland in 1985. We see the world through the eyes of a local upstanding businessman, Bill Furlong, as he wrestles with what he discovers up on the hill. Here’s the book's opening paragraph: “In October there were yellow trees. Then the clocks went back the hour and the long November winds came in and blew, and stripped the trees bare. In the town of New Ross, chimneys threw out smoke which fell away and drifted off in hairy, drawn-out strings before dispersing along the quays, and soon the River Barrow, dark as stout, swelled up with rain.” You’re right there. Keegan is “as good as Chekhov,” ​David Mitchell​ says, and I agree. The book is like a poem in a play. And at 13 point font, 1.5 spacing, and 119 pages, you can actually read the whole thing quickly and feel good about yourself. Great one to kick off the year! Highly recommended.

3. Antifragile: Things That Gain From Disorder by Nassim Nicholas Taleb. Back in like 2010 I was sitting on my swively chair in my Walmart HR department cubicle late on a Friday afternoon. Everyone was racing off for the weekend but I was still fairly recently divorced and in no rush to head downtown to an empty apartment with no plans. I wandered the halls and stepped into a dark training room. Motion-sensor neon flickered on illuminating a whiteboard, couple easels, and an old laminate bookshelf with a couple dozen books. ‘​The Tipping Point​,’ ‘​Good To Great​,’ ‘​How To Win Friends And Influence People​.’ And a book I’d never heard of but was immediately drawn to ... I decided to grab it for the weekend:

 
 

I say with all sincerity that book changed my life. It helped me realize how random everything is—much more random than we think!—and how ‘black swan events’ (disproportionately huge things with big impact) are really unpredictable. So to ‘win’ at whatever you want to win in, you have to make small bets. You have no idea what'll work! Nobody does. For me that meant ​saying yes​. Trying things! Expanding my ‘what I do’ mentality to include things like writing a ​kids book​, giving ​keynote speeches​, starting ​a podcast​ and, yes, ​writing email newsletters​. Just keep trying and then you’ll eventually see what takes off—internally and externally. Well, ‘Antifragile’ is the 2012 sequel to the 2007 ‘The Black Swan’ (​11/2016​) and it's the final book by hedge-fund-manager-turned-philospher-king Nassim Nicholas Taleb. You can flip past seemingly endless pages of Contents and Notes to the opening paragraph which comes on page 31: “You are in the post office about to send a gift, a package full of champagne glasses, to a cousin in central Siberia.” What do you label the box? Fragile, right? But now: what’s the opposite? No, it’s not “resilient” or “robust,” because that would be for items that “neither break nor improve.” As Taleb says: “Logically, the exact opposite of a ‘fragile’ parcel would be a package on which one has written ‘please mishandle’ or ‘please handle carelessly’ ... we give the appellation ‘antifragile’ to such a package; a neologism was necessary as there is no simple, noncompound word in the Oxford English Dictionary that expresses the point of reverse fragility.” The concept is both new and old. I mean: what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger, right? But to enjoy, embrace, and enhance our lives with small pains—so we may improve—isn't always obvious. Taleb says fragile is the “New York Banking system” and antifragile is “Silicon Valley’s ‘Fail Fast’ and ‘Be Foolish’” adages. He says fragile is “Classroom” and antifragile is “Real life and library,” fragile is “post-traumatic stress” and antifragile is “post-traumatic growth,” fragile is “e-readers” and antifragile is “oral tradition,” fragile in finance is “short option” and antifragile is “long option.” This is the final of his four-book ‘Incerto’ set that also includes ‘Fooled By Randomness’ (2003) and a smaller book of aphorisms, with the entire series seeking to investigate “opacity, luck, uncertainty, probability, human error, risk, and decision making when we don’t understand the world, expressed in the form of a personal essay with autobiographical sections, stories, parables, and philosophical, historical, and scientific discussions in nonoverlapping volumes that can be accessed in any order.” He's a bit of a mouthful, right? But he’s so brilliant, and he presents the information like a tart old professor who likes to pause and wink a lot. From why you should eat vegan once a week (“Deprivation is a stressor”) to fascinating The Lindy Effect, this book is so wide-minded and feels like some kind of 14-layer dip for your brain. A good one to dip in and out of and keep applying back to your life. Highly recommended.

4. Day of the Triffids by John Wyndham. This is ​one of Nick Sweetman’s 3 most formative books​. And I love Nick Sweetman! He’s a magical graffiti artist who decorates the streets of Toronto with spray paint images of (mostly) wild animals doing wild animal things against the backdrop of our increasing concrete jungle:

I mean, look at the eye on that ​Hooded Merganser​. Look at that beak! How does he do it? It was an honor partnering 3 Books with Nick to create a 750-square foot mural of 16 local bird species at Toronto's ​Dupont subway station​. ​Here’s Nick’s Instagram post​ announcing the wall and the 3 Books documentary​ we just dropped on the full moon that just passed. (Btw I finally figured out how to disable those annoying YouTube ads from ​my YouTube channel​ so you can ​watch the whole thing ad-free​. Since 2008 all my blog posts, newsletters, podcasts, and now YouTube videos are ad, sponsor, and commercial-free. If you want to support my stuff ​buy a book​!) Anyway, uh, where were we? ‘Day of the Triffids’! Yes, read ‘Day of the Triffids’! A 1951 post-apocalyptic slow-paced horror show that served as inspiration for films like ‘​28 Days Later​.’ The book opens with everyone on earth observing an incredible “celestial spectacle” as the earth flies through some comet debris. Well, almost everyone! Our narrator was getting surgery at the hospital that day and his “eyes, indeed my whole head, should be wreathed in bandages.” But then what? Everyone goes blind the next day! Whoops! And then these giant Venus-fly-trap-like plants start taking over the earth. If you liked ‘The Chrysalids’ (​2/2018​), this is slower, darker, deeper, meatier. And, if you’re like Nick Sweetman, who also recommended ‘The World Without Us’ by Alan Weisman (​7/2024​), you maybe … on some level … find the book inspiring. As Nick says, “200 years without humans every city on earth would be gone without a trace. That is exciting to me.”

5. The Monster At The End Of This Book written by Jon Stone, illustrated by Mike Smollin. A few years ago I asked on Twitter, “​What's one book you loved as a kid that's still sits on your bookshelf today?​” This comes to mind first for me! (‘​Sideways Stories From Wayside School​’ by ​Louis Sacher​ is a close second.) My tattered hardcover still has my sister’s clunky 10-year-old name handwritten inside and we’ve had to put packing tape on the inside spine to hold it together:

I still read this book to my kids all the time. It has incredible never-ending appeal as Grover keeps begging you, the reader, to stop flipping pages, because he’s terrified of the monster at the end of this book.

Is this the OG interactive picture book? It came out in 1971! (I can squint see I have the Little Golden Book’s 22nd printing from 1982.) Maybe you could argue there was ‘​Pat The Bunny​’ (1940) with its stuffed cotton or ‘​The Very Hungry Caterpillar​’ (1960) with its baby-finger-sized holes, but nothing really broke the fourth wall like this book and it came decades before ‘​Press Here​’ by Hervé Tullet or ‘​Tap The Magic Tree’​ by Christie Matheson. (I borrowed the concept myself with ‘​Awesome Is Everywhere​,’ my 2015 picture book where you ‘tap the earth’ to zoom all the way underwater and deep into the sand). I recommend not buying the (smaller) board book version of this and getting a big picture book instead where you can really fall into it. (There are good used copies on ​Abe​ or ​ThriftBooks​). There’s just such commitment to form here. The delightfully popping images, the escalating tension, the violent smashing of brick walls and ropes—it's an action movie for five-year-olds. Highly recommended.

6. Dumbing Us Down: The Hidden Curriculum of Compulsory Schooling by John Taylor Gatto. A 1992 collection of essays and speech transcripts by 30-year public school teacher John Taylor Gatto who won the New York State Teacher of the Year award. Gatto is a fiery activist and I love him! It’s so refreshing hearing someone on the inside of the school system pick it all apart and put it back together again. Let’s start with the fact that he decries bells! Get rid of bells! “Indeed the lesson of bells is that no work is worth finishing, so why care too deeply about anything? Years of bells will condition all but the strongest to a world that can no longer offer important work to do.” He talks about how the system squashes intrinsic motivation and fills brainspace with extrinsic motivators, too. (I write about this in the “Do It For You” chapter of ‘​The Happiness Equation​.’) How does he put it? “By stars and red checks, smiles and frowns, prizes, honors, and disgraces, I teach kids to surrender their will to the predestinated chain of command.” Fast forward from 1992 to today and now we've got views and likes and comments and shares. We have digitally altered our brains into valuing what we can see and measure over everything we can’t and don’t—like nature, time outside, eye contact, touch, and ​holding hands​. Things like ​awesome things​. Things that, indeed, help us become antifragile. As Zachary Slayback writes in the foreword: “The best teacher I had was one who signed passes so students could skip other classes to go to her classroom and work on whatever they wanted. The worst were those obsessed with meeting state-mandated standards.” What’s the takeaway, parents? Take your foot off the gas. Don’t worry about organized sports every night. Let your kids wander. Let them dream. Let them get bored. Let them hang around outside. Let them see and observe what's compulsory and then make space for them to do anything but.

7. The Moral Sayings of Publius Syrus: A Roman Slave by Publius Syrus. Over 2000 years ago a Roman slave named Publius Syrus went from captured and shipped to successful playwright. Why don’t we know his plays? They were burned! Destroyed! Lost! Gone, forever, to the eternities. What remains are 1087 pithy aphorisms that survived millennia, many likely culled from the plays, and which today fill a 44-page pamphlet-sized book. (Yes, I am officially adding this to our “​Great Books Under 150 Pages​” and our “​Enlightened Bathroom Reader​” series.) Syrus’s messages don’t fit neatly into any category which is partly why they’re fun to read. Stoic, Epicurean, Skeptic, Cynic? No. They’re just little bonks to the brain. From #1 “As men we are all equal in the presence of death” to #2 “The evil you do to others you may expect in return” to #4 “To dispute a drunkard is to debate an empty house” to #18 “Do not find your happiness in another’s sorrow” to #19 “An angry lover tells himself many lies” to #155 “A god can hardly disturb a man truly happy” to #216 “There is no need of spurs when the horse is running away” all the way up to #1087 “Man’s life is short; and therefore an honorable death is his immortality.” I learned about this book via ​Lindyman​ who wrote about this and other books of aphorisms in his August 2024 Lindy Newsletter “​Don’t Give Up On Reading Just Yet​.” Publius stands the test of time. Very Lindy! Chances are we may still be reading him in another 2000 years. Highly recommended.

8. A Pattern Language: Towns – Buildings – Construction by Christopher Alexander, Sara Ishikawa, and Murray Silverstein. Weird title, great book! Maybe this hefty 1189-page butter yellow 1977 Oxford University Press book should have been called “The Architect and Urban Planner’s Bible” or just “How To Build A City, From Scratch, With Instructions On Everything From Neighborhood Density To Window Sizes To Street Width To Park Size To Grave Site Location To Number of Bus Stops Annnnd How These And Everything Else Affect How We Live.” I skipped most of the construction bits but ate up the social and cultural stuff. Like on page 115 where the authors, who spent over a decade with a 6-person team putting this thing together, write about “Tall Buildings” in a section called “Finding Solace In The City”: “There is abundant evidence to show that high buildings make people crazy … High buildings have no genuine advantage, except in speculative gains for banks and land owners. They are not cheaper, they do not help create open space, they destroy the townscape, they destroy social life, they promote crime, they make life difficult for children, they are expensive to maintain, they wreck the open spaces near them, and they damage light and air and view. But quite apart from all this, empirical evidence shows that they can actually damage people’s minds and feelings.” They go on to suggest a four-story limit and show cities where this works—and why. And this isn’t some lightweight saying it! Christopher Alexander received the first-ever PhD in Architecture from Harvard and went on to teach Architecture for decades at University of California, Berkeley. He and his team never stop crashing cymbals either. On page 216 he writes about the city principle of “Old People Everywhere”: “… when elderly communities are too isolated or too large, they damage young and old alike. The young in other parts of town, have no chance of the benefit of older company, and the old people themselves are far too isolated … contemporary society shunts away old people; and the more shunted away they are, the deeper the rift between the old and the young … And the segregation of the old causes the same rift inside each individual life; as old people pass into old age communities their ties with their own past become unacknowledged, lost, and therefore broken. Their youth is no longer alive in their old age—the two become dissociated; their lives are cut in two.” I thought about this book a lot—even around seeming-innocuous things like whether to invite my mom over for dinner on a busy night. The answer? Do it! This book cites a 1945 Yale University Press book on ‘The Role of the Aged in Primitive Society’ which says “Some degree of prestige for the aged seems to have been practically universal in all known societies. … Frequently the very young and the very old have been left together at home while the able-bodied have gone forth to earn the family living. These oldsters, in their wisdom and experience, have protected and instructed the little ones, while the children, in turn, have acted as the ‘eyes, ears, hands, and feet’ of their feeble old friends.” This is a massive book I have spent hours with and still feel like I have only scratched the surface. Seismic! Definitive! Even the creator of SimCity says this was one of his inspirations ... and five decades later it’s still in print. An epic tome building and building well. Highly recommended.

9. There is no 9! Just our regular lootbag of links. First up, I have not been able to get a copy of Mel Robbins's new book ‘​The Let Them Theory​.’ Literally every bookstore in Canada is sold out. It sold 800,000 copies in the first three weeks (!) so I'm hoping to finally find one and review it for you soon. Here are some ​things I've learned from Mel​ and here she is ​on 3 Books. I also talked in the intro about the challenge of reading these days and wanted to mention that if you need help try taking my friend ​@alexandbooks_​ new course called ‘​The Art of Reading​.’ I love Alex's ​reading newsletter​, too. Readers, unite! I already love walking and ​Dan Go has given me another reason​ to keep it up. A Peter Attia podcast on ​meaningful experiences > full savings account​. ​Nora McInerny​ has a ​new call-in podcast​. Who are you ​cheering for​ in the NFL conference championships? “​You can read Siddartha 100 times and still be blown away on the 101st​.” A reasonable ​Canadian currency discussion​. ​Adam Grant tells us​ our "attention spans increase with practice." And ​a graph​ I can't stop thinking about. Lastly, if you want me in your inbox every single day you can also get my ​daily awesome thing​—18 years running now! Thanks for reading all the way to to very end...

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Neil Pasricha's Monthly Book Club - November 2024

Hey everyone,

I started writing this book club 8 years ago.

So it’s been ​96 straight issues​ till this one. Just getting started! I’d love to do 1000. I was born September 1979 so that means I’ll hit the final issue March 2091 at a spritely 111.

We’ll still be emailing, too, me and you. We won’t let it go. Everyone will be telling us to just blink it to each other’s storage, but those are the same people who told us we should “really get on TikTok.”

Anyway, I’m joking. But thanks. For the sanity, for the conversations, for the safe space, for the never-ending chatter about books. I love your endless suggestions and replies and love this secret hiding place we can duck away from everything for a while.

Neil

PS. Invite others to join us ​here​.


1. We The Animals by Justin Torres. For the last few years a haunting spectre loomed at the front of bookstores. I am of course speaking of the “Trending On #BookTok” table with its seeming never-ending foisting of Colleen Hoover and James Clear. No offense to Colleen and James—love those guys—but after 5 years it just felt … boring. That’s why I was excited to walk into the holiday-bedazzled ​downtown Toronto flagship Indigo​ and see they’d collapsed the #BookTok table for some new ones:

The Signed Editions table! The Ann Patchett Picks table! The Yuval Noah Harari table! I walked up to the New York Times​100 Best Books of the 20th Century​’ table and felt immediately smug for having read a few on display like ‘Cloud Atlas’ (​6/2019​) by ​David Mitchell​, ‘Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow’ (​10/2023​) by Gabrielle Zevin, and ‘Lincoln In The Bardo’ (​4/2018​) by ​George Saunders​. Then I did that un-smug thing of looking for something new. A silhouette of three young boys Peter Panning across the sky caught my eye and I picked up this flimsy quarter-inch 2011 debut novel by Justin Torres (b. 1980) and flipped to the first paragraph where it fishhooked my eyes:

We wanted more. We knocked the butt ends of our forks against the table, tapped our spoons against our empty bowls; we were hungry. We wanted more volume, more riots. We turned up the knob on the TV until our ears ached with the shouts of angry men. We wanted more music on the radio; we wanted beats; we wanted rock. We wanted muscles on our skinny arms. We had bird bones, hollow and light, and we wanted more density, more weight. We were six snatching hands, six stomping feet; we were brothers, boys, three little kings locked in a feud for more.

Light, fire, energy, intrigue. The first of the nineteen short, unnumbered chapters sets a near-impossible high bar for pace and a certain sepia-tinged-electricity but the rest of the book keeps punching up and smacking it. ​Steve-Malkmussy-titled​ chapters like “We Wanted More,” “Wasn’t No One To Stop This,” and “Big-Dick Truck” confuse then reveal in little tales all carefully strung together. Take the 4-page “Big-Dick Truck” which shares the story of the family car breaking down and Paps finally heading to the city while the boys wait outside “snapping the yellow dandelion heads off their stems and streaking them down our arms, painting ourselves in gold, waiting for him to return.” Paps shows up in a brand new truck and thrills the neighborhood kids with its “bench seat,” “skinny, two-foot-long gearshift that came up from the floor,” and “massive side mirror jutted outward like elephant ears.” But then there is trouble:

Ma came out and stood on the stoop, looking tired and pissed. Her eyes were red and her mouth was set, puckering in on itself. She held her boots in one hand, then let them drop in front of her and sat down on the first step.

“Well, mami?” Paps asked.

“How many seats does it have?” she said, picking up a boot and jerking at the laces.

“It’s a truck,” Paps mumbled. “It don’t got seats, it got a bench.”

Ma smiled at the boot, a mean smile; she didn’t look up or look at anything besides that boot. “How many seat belts?”

The neighborhood kids started to climb down and sneak away, all the excitement receding with them like a tide.

“Why you gotta be like that?”

“Me?” Ma said, then she repeated the question, “Me? Me? Me?” Each me was louder and more frantic than the last. “How many fucking kids do you have? How many fucking kids, and a wife, and how much money do you make? How much do you earn, sitting on your ass all day, to pay for this truck? This fucking truck that doesn’t even have enough seat belts to protect your family.” She spat in the direction of the driveway. “This fucking big-dick truck.”

Damn. Again and again he pulls this off. And you gasp and laugh and shiver and wince and feel pressure in your chest and wetness in your eyes. You are right there with the boys in fistfights, empty fields, cold basements, and inside sleeping bags on dim polished office floors. Exquisite, haunting, enchanting, lyrical, tough, raw, pure. Highly recommended.

2. Bowling Alone by Robert Putnam. This is one of those books I have been hearing people talk about for years and which was sitting on some dusty shelf in my brain with a label like “The OG Book on Loneliness” or “That Dissolution-of-Community Book.” But I didn't really know much about it until now. And I have to say: it’s kind of what I thought but something much more statistical and inconclusive, too. The book reads like a lovable supernerd decided to spend a year of their life in the mid-90s chasing down a phone book’s worth of endless stats about anything that could, might, or might not affect what we think of as community, connection, and culture. And then he read it all and made graphs and maps and takeaways and added his own sort of uniquely proffered insights in a hand-stitched-together way. The conclusion comes early on page 27:

For the first two-thirds of the twentieth century a powerful tide bore Americans into ever deeper engagement in the life of their communities, but a few decades ago—silently, without warning—that tide reversed and we were overtaken by a treacherous rip current. Without at first noticing, we have been pulled apart from one another and from our communities over the last third of the century.

Statistics are fast and furious from there. I felt buried in statistics! Like “By 1965 disrespect for public life, so endemic in our history, seemed to be waning. Gallup pollsters discovered that the number of Americans who would like to see their children ‘go into politics as a life’s work’ had nearly doubled over little more than a decade” and “The proportion that agreed that ‘most people can be trusted,’ for example, rose from an already high 66 percent during and after World War II to a peak of 77 percent in 1964.” and “In the mid- to late 70s...the average American entertained friends at home about fourteen to fifteen times a year. By the late 1990s that figure had fallen to eight times per year, a decline of 45 percent…”. But the book was written in 2000 so I kept thinking “What about now! What about now!” And while most of the data is from the past few decades (70s, 80s, 90s, really) Putnam does manage to zoom up into a century long view where the whole thing is less of a decline and more of a U-curve. As in: We didn’t used to live like this, then we did, now we don’t again. So community and loneliness... cycles? And it’ll come back? Or it's gone forever? The far-past and far-future are dark and blurry! I did love the stats, though. I felt like a trivia hound with a stack of dog-eared Trivial Pursuit cards on a futon at the end of a party. Like on page 137: “… people who trust others are all-round good citizens, and those more engaged in community life are both more trusting and more trustworthy.” And “….people who trust their fellow citizens volunteer more often, contribute more to charity, participate more often in politics and community organizations, serve more readily on juries, give blood more frequently, comply more fully with their tax obligations, are more tolerant of minority views, and display many other forms of civic virtue.” The book is useful and important! Annnnnnnd also a bit outdated and unhelpful. To his credit this 20th anniversary edition includes a 2020 'Afterword' on page 415 where he asks “Has the Internet reversed the decline of social capital?” He gives a history of phones and social media, tells us he rejects techno-determinism (the idea that technology controls us, which, because of ​Kevin Kelly's​ ​'What Technology Wants'​, I somewhat buy), buries us in another pile of statistics, and then offers… not much. He does cite a research study showing having more IRL friends skyrockets your happiness while having more online friends … does not. But this is 2020 and the research is 2013 and the world feels unrecognizable between then and now. The moral and ethical questions facing us now hit much deeper. AI, bots, apps, online everything. The book is a fascinating and valuable piece of detailed human history on the rise of loneliness in the second half of the 20th century but I wish we had someone to tell us what's going on right now.

3. The Long Walk by Stephen King. I was in the Dallas airport. It was just after lunch on a Friday. I was speed-walking from security to Gate E3 where my flight was boarding. I had flown there last night, given a speech that morning, and had dress-shirted to sweat-shirted on the highway to catch my flight home. I felt like zombieing out to Netflix on the flight. No shame in that. But then I pictured myself Ubering from the airport to dinner with my family all glassy-eyed and headachy. I felt like … reading. Something! Anything! I race into the Hudson thinking I have 30 seconds to grab a book or I’m hanging with ​Demetri​. I see about 30 books on two low shelves and they are arranged in … bestseller list order? Fiction #1, Fiction #2, across the top, Non-Fiction #1, Non-Fiction #2 across the bottom. Ulgh. Meaty Pulitzer prize winners, Presidential memoirs, YA fantasies. No book guilt and no book shame in any of those but they were 700-page bricks. Like getting a Fred Flintstone rib-eye when you wanted a Slim Jim.

I have like a 2-hour flight home so I’m suddenly thinking maybe it’s better to just watch family videos on my camera roll or have a scotch and soda and a nap. All viable! But then I see it! At the end of the rack! Something smaller. STEPHEN KING on the cover. “45th anniversary edition!” screams a blurb. 45? That's an odd anniversary. I am 45! I pick up a book, check the copyright, and sure enough—1979. Just like me. Why are they reprinting this book I wonder? Is it a movie? No. Is it about something timely? I crack open page 1: “An old blue Ford pulled into the guarded parking lot that morning, looking like a small, tired dog after a hard run.” This is ‘The Road’ (​2/2017​) meets ‘The Hunger Games,’ except written before either of those. The gist: 100 sixteen-year-old boys apply to be selected to begin walking on a specific day of each year and any time anybody stops for longer than a couple pauses they are immediately shot and killed and dragged off the road. And the entire book is that walk with ​‘Stand By Me’ clubhouse-like teen conversation​ written when Stephen King was 30. The plot races and darkens but it’s always more terse than terrifying. “The crowd cheered monotonously. Garraty wondered how it would be, to lie in the biggest, dustiest library silence of all, dreaming endless, thoughtless dreams behind gummed-down eyelids, dressed forever in your Sunday suit.” The plot seems as morally bland as a canvas but King's writing pulls off a magic trick that allows you to endlessly, and perhaps accidentally, project your own morals onto it and then feel them bouncing back to you for interpretation. The book is told in a seductive first-person-y third-person where we follow Ray Garraty—pride of Maine, where the race starts!—the long, long way. There’s nothing grotesque in the book—nothing gruesome, nothing jumping out of the forest. It’s not scary but haunting, thrilling. Highly recommended.

4. ADHD IS Awesome: A Guide To (Mostly) Thriving With ADHD by Penn and Kim Holderness. This is a book about ADHD written by a person with ADHD (Penn) and designed for an ADHD brain. I loved it. It’s like a giant color expandable instruction manual full of tiny color drawings, bits of research, personal stories, boxed-in asides (from the loving and supporting partner to a person with ADHD, Kim). Distracting and messy and factual and philosophical and jumpy and funny and empathetic and illuminating and it … somehow … all just works. This is the new ADHD classic! Penn and Kim Holderness are perhaps most famous for ​winning The Amazing Race and creating viral videos like my favorite June 2020 “​Hamilton Mask-up Parody Medley​.” Did you like ‘​Uncle John’s Bathroom Reader​’ as a kid? This is like the Uncle John’s Bathroom Reader of ADHD. Like a mashup parody, Penn doesn’t soar through 19 chapters with titles like “Charge Your Battery,” “Master Your Daily Routine,” and “Taking Care of Caretakers” pretending to be the who’s who and what’s what of ADHD. He doesn’t profess unique academic insights gleaned from years of study nor proffer clever acrostics featuring the “7 benefits of ADHD.” He’s just a curious wide-eyed, wide-minded ball of energy who’s taken a deep amount of time to understand his over-20-year-old diagnosis of ADHD. He has done this through interviews with leading researchers, sharing insights from his own readings and experiences at home, and clearly done a lot of self-examination. The result is an ADHD Almanac. A collection of all the stuff we know about ADHD that could help you and your loved ones. (Including, fun fact, that ADHD itself is horribly titled—that both Ds are wrong and it’s neither a deficit nor a disorder—so researchers including ​Edward Hallowell​, who wrote the 1994 ADHD book ‘Driven To Distraction’ as well as the foreword here, are trying to change it to VAST for ‘Variable Attention Stimulus Trait’). I have ADHD in my family (some official, some unofficial) and this book has been a wonderful read on many levels. In the Introduction there is a warm-hearted “Note from People Who Have ADHD to People Who Don’t Have ADHD” with points like “1. We love you—even if it may not always look that way to you. and 2. The easy things are sometimes the hardest things for us to do.” In chapter 1 Penn writes that “a typical person with ADHD will have challenges with listening, completing tasks, and keeping track of time (and possessions). They’ll be restless, always ‘on the go’, talkative, and impatient.” Sound like anyone you know? On page 42 in the chapter titled “Inside the ADHD Brain” Penn tells us that “At its core, the ADHD brain is wired to seek stimulation… While the typical understanding of ADHD suggests that people who have it are overstimulated, the ADHD brain is actually chronically understimulated.” He then quotes YouTuber Jessica McCabe (who runs the viral channel How To ADHD) who says that ADHD brains are attracted to “1. Novelty, 2. Challenges, and 3. Things of personal interest.” The book bounces along and offers magazine-like asides and tangential columns. On page 61 Penn offers his “personal tweaks I’d suggest to make life more ADHD-friendly” and he includes suggestions like “restaurants don’t take reservations”, “schools have 20-minute class periods”, and “every product comes with a warranty that covers straight-up losing it”. On page 82 he shows that most ADHD benefits are not teachable (creativity, hyperfocus, intuition, determination) while its downsides are manageable (inattention, impulsivity, hyperactivity). He openly shares his own experience with ADHD medication, why it didn’t work for him, while completely supporting your own path and showing there are many. Perhaps the best advice of all comes in Chapter 19’s “Listening: The Best Hard Habit” where Penn accurately writes about the pains of interruption and teaches mental games and 'escape room phrases' that ADHD brains can play to observe and improve their listening skills. ‘ADHD is Awesome’ is awesome. Highly recommended.

5. The BFG by Roald Dahl. I’m on a read-aloud roll with my just-turned-6 year old. He loved ‘Little House in the Big Woods’ (​4/2024​), mildly enjoyed ‘Little House on the Prairie’ (​8/2024​), and then loved ‘Charlie and the Chocolate Factory’ (​8/2024​). So what next? Leslie is currently reading ‘Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone’ with him (her first time!) and I felt like it might be good to do another Roald Dahl. But which one? ‘James and the Giant Peach’? ‘Fantastic Mr. Fox?’ I think ‘Matilda’ (​3/2020​) and ‘The Twits’ (​7/2020​) seem too old. Then it hit me! ‘The BFG’! I don’t think I’ve read it since I was a kid and I’d forgotten how spooky the opening scene was with tiny Sophie waking up in the middle of the night and walking to the cold second-story window of her orphanage before spotting a TWENTY-FOOT TALL GIANT down the street, a giant which proceeds, in painful, terrifying chapter after chapter, to peek through her window and snatch her up. (“If you can think of anything more terrifying than that happening to you in the middle of the night, then lets hear about it,” Dahl jovially intones on page 17.) After being kidnapped Sophie discovers nine other giants who all run all over the earth to snatch and gobble down kids for dinner every night. And if they saw her she’d be eaten immediately! Her bones violently crunched! But, luckily, she partners with the Big, Friendly Giant to concoct a secret dream mixture which they then run over to Buckingham Palace and pour in into the Queen’s ear while she’s sleeping and then the Queen wakes up and orders all the scary giants captured and dropped into a big hole! Funny, suspenseful, full of fear and cheer. I’m adding it to my new ​Best Read-Aloud Books List​. Now: What do you suggest we read next? Just reply and let me know.

6. Revenge of the Librarians: Cartoons by Tom Gauld. If you love books you’ll love this book. A couple hundred pages of book-themed, writer-themed, reader-themed big rectangle-page-long cartoons that are like some literary blender brew of ‘​Herman​’ and ‘​Bizarro​.’ On page 21 he splits his single panel into five thin vertical frames titled “Waiting For Godot To Join The Zoom Meeting” which closes with them agreeing to go before the final caption “They Do Not Leave The Meeting.” He offers “Novels Edited and Republished For The Time-Pressed Modern Reader” featuring “One Hundred Minutes of Solitude” and “20 Leagues Under The Sea.” A single panel frame offers a silhouetted person in a bookstore asking a silhouetted pony-tailed bookseller “Can you recommend a big, serious novel that I can carry around and ignore while I’m looking at my smartphone?” And, of course, there’s his “Advice On Caring For Your Books That Also Works For Parenting” including “Take special care not to damage the spine,” “Do not let too many pile on top of one another,” and “Only lend them to reliable friends.” Published in 2022 it includes many pandemic related strips that made me shudder in memory but overall a wonderful slew of book-themed cartoons that I loved.

7. Stitches: A Memoir by David Small. I don’t think I have ever come across a graphic novel before with one of those little metallic stickers saying “National Book Award Finalist.” I tore through this fifteen-year-old 329-page masterpiece in a breathless 45 minutes. And then before the end of the month I’d picked it up and done it all over again. “I was six” and “Detroit” are the only four words found on the 17 panels spread over the first six pages. The frames zoom in and out, fast and emotionally jarring. It’s an autobiography told in a few trauma-laced stories. There are his mom’s “furious, silent withdrawals” and his dressing up as Alice from ‘Alice’s Adventures In Wonderland’ (​4/2019​) to sing on the school playgrounds before bullies find him as well as visits to his horrifying grandmother’s house (“You durn little fool!”). Endless emotional clashes that leave you lurching from shame to fear to joy to, well, back to shame again. But the thrilling ride is worth it. “A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies… the man who never reads lives only one” reads a quote from Jogen in ‘A Dance with Dragons’ by George R. R. Martin. Reading this book, and reading it again, certainly feels like living another one. Thank you David Small for this exquisite and soulful deep share. Highly recommended.

8. The Inner Game of Tennis: The Classic Guide to the Mental Side of Peak Performance by W. Timothy Gallwey, with a foreword by Pete Carroll, then-head football coach at USC. I have heard this 1974 classic referred to as the original book on sports psychology. But it’s really just about psychology. Your inner voice. Your inner critic. Taming that inner demon. I first spotted it on the remainder table at ​BMV Books​ and then read it on a flight to Memphis back in 2017. It’s a great pick-it-up-again book. On page 1 Gallwey sets down his thesis—that everybody talks about playing sports without talking about the *inner* game—the one that “takes place in the mind of the player, and it is played against such obstacles as lapses in concentration, nervousness, self-doubt, and self-condemnation.” He shares that the “secret to winning any game is not trying too hard” and that “too much instruction is worse than none.” How do you do that? By practicing non-judgmental awareness—separating what happened from what you think about what happened. He goes on about this for a while but the examples and stories really bring it to life. Near the end, on page 120, he reminds us that: “Winning is overcoming obstacles to reach a goal, but the value of winning is only as great as the value of the goal reached. Reaching the goal itself may not be as valuable as the experience that can come in making a supreme effort to overcome the obstacles involved. The process can be more rewarding than the victory.” Indeed! I said 5000 words ago that I wanted to do 1000 of these monthly book clubs up to age 111. If I make it? Great! If I don't? Well, the process is more important than the victory. The book taps back into the way most people used to play sports and also serves as a gentle reminder that the person who has the most fun wins. Highly recommended.

9. There is no 9! Just our regular loot bag of links. Australia just ​banned social media for people under 16​. Librarians are ​burning out​. Colorectal cancer is ​on the rise​ so ask your doc about doing an at-home (non-invasive) ​FIT test to help with early detection​. Ugh, and potentially related, more terrible things about ​forever chemicals​. Over the pandemic cycling skyrocketed in Toronto and the city was covered in a fresh lattice of bike lanes. Now the province is trying to quash the City of Toronto's wishes & scrap them! I donate to ​CycleTO​ and ​shared bike lane thoughts on the ever-toxic Twitter​. (Btw: Is BlueSky any better? I just opened ​a BlueSky account​ to find out...). ​George Saunders​ tipped me off to this cool “​personalized book reading list with donation​” offer from literary mag ​n+1​. ​Jonathan Haidt​ was on CBS talking about ​how technology is changing society​. Speaking of, I thought ​Rich Roll did a great job interviewing Yuval Noah Harari​. I enjoyed ​this NYT profile on “Lindyman” Paul Skallas​ and he writes the eye-opening ​The Lindy Newsletter​, too. I was ​Michael Bungay Stanier's​ ​last-ever podcast guest on 2 Pages​—talking about ‘A Fraction of a Whole’ (​2/2023​) by ​Steve Toltz​. And, finally, the publisher has just done a fresh reprint of my shiny golden book ‘​The Book of (Holiday) Awesome​’—click the pic below to grab a copy.


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Neil Pasricha's Monthly Book Club - October 2024

Hey everyone,

“Books are in a very good place!”

That was the first thing James Daunt, CEO of Barnes & Noble, Waterstones, and ​Daunt Books​ said to me when ​we recently sat down​ (​Apple​/​Spotify​). He should know! James has been bookselling for 35 years and today is the largest bookseller in the world overseeing nearly 1000 bookstores. “Bookstores are inherently democratic,” he says and he told me authors like ​Sarah J. Maas​ and ​Rebecca Yaros​ are driving a passion for reading he "hasn’t seen since Harry Potter.”

You know how soothing it feels when that ​dull, incessant noise in the background suddenly stops​? I feel like that’s the offer with books these days. Quiet the noise! Step away from the screaming screens. And step into peace, tranquility, and imagination.

Neil

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1. Breath: The New Science Of A Lost Art by James Nestor. This book is changing my sleep, my energy, my mood. I get up to go pee in the middle of the night. Sometimes twice. Sometimes three times. Have for years. Premature old man, I guess. But then I read this book. And now I’ve seemingly stopped. I learned in Chapter 3 that overnight mouth breathers—nearly half of us!—lose 40% more water than nose breathers. You know you’re one of us if you sometimes wake up with your mouth like sandpaper in the Sahara. I’d incorrectly assumed overnight dry-mouth wake-ups might contribute to less overnight peeing—like you’d want to keep the water in—but turns out the opposite is true. Nestor writes: “During the deepest, most restful stages of sleep, the pituitary gland, a pea-size ball at the base of the brain, secretes hormones that control the release of adrenaline, endorphins, growth hormone, and other substances, including vasopressin, which communicates with cells to store more water. This is how animals can sleep through the night without feeling thirsty or needing to relieve themselves.” Vass-oh-press-in? I kept reading and discovered that “90% of children have acquired some degree of deformity in their mouths and noses,” 45% of adults snore (not good!), and a whopping 25% of us even CHOKE OURSELVES AWAKE because of sleep apnea—which has a ridiculous undiagnosed case rate of 80%. What helps? Nose breathing. Keeps you hydrated. Prevents snoring. Gets that vasopressin flowing. And (maybe!) keeps you from getting up to go pee. We have so many breathing issues today. Partly it's the old “big evolving brain in a jam-packed skull” problem but we’ve also seemingly lost a lot of ancient human know-how and wisdom. The 2500-year old ​opening epigraph​ alone is a power punch. Then he goes on to share how Native American tribes foster nose breathing in babies by “carefully closing the baby’s lips with their fingers after each feeding. At night, they’d stand over sleeping infants and gently pinch mouths shut if they opened.” He quotes an 1800s book by a Missourian who goes to live with ​Pawnee​, ​Omaha​, ​Cheyenne​, and ​Blackfeet​ tribes and writes that “The Native Americans explained to Catlin that breath inhaled through the mouth sapped the body of strength, deformed the face, and caused stress and disease.” Btw, we’re only in Chapter 2 here. By the time you’re done you’ll be looking for your uvula in the mirror to assess your susceptibility for sleep apnea (“the Friedman tongue position scale”), maybe buying mouth tape to tape over your lips at night (Nester recommends ​3M Nexcare Durapore​—I used it last night and recommend, too!), looking for tougher foods to chew, or practicing some of the breathholding exercises mentioned later in the book or in a wonderfully detailed Appendix. I highlighted and dog-eared so much of this book and put some of my favorite pages ​here​. Highly recommended.

2. The Savage Detectives by Roberto Bolaño. A fascinating book by Chilean writer ​Roberto Bolaño​ (1953-2003) that offers endless mood and texture with an odd-angled semi-plot. I came to it in a weird way. A friend was visiting me a decade ago when he pulled this book out of his backpack, said he’d just bought it, tore through it, and wanted me to read it. Then he moved. I never read the book. I never gave it back. Soaked into the ​anti-library​! But then, in researching ​James Daunt​, I was fascinated to learn he organized his ​Daunt Books​ indie bookstore chain by … place. Place? Yeah, not by the genre, not by Dewey Decimal System, but by place. All novels, all history, all culture—there it is! Under Indonesia! Well, I have a trip to Mexico City coming so I looked up “novels taking place in Mexico City” and, wouldn’t you know it, this popped up. I cracked it open and read the first 139 pages—1 of 3 parts the book is split into and titled “Mexicans Lost In Mexico (1975)”—and found myself in a series of first-person diary entries from a 17-year-old literary poet wannabe that … maybe is Bolaño? It’s great. Earnest and eager and raunchy and rich. But then it ends with a dramatic runaway chase scene with our main character, two poets he looks up to, and a prostitute … racing away from her former pimp. And then you turn the page and you’re in Part 2 titled “The Savage Detectives (1976-1996)” and, if you’re me, you’re completely lost. We are now hearing from a cast of dozens of different voices, ‘Lincoln In The Bardo’-style (​4/2018​), as they tell a sideways-angled tale of … those two poets our protagonist was aspiring to be like/interested in in the first half. THIS GOES ON FOR 400 PAGES! Then suddenly, on Page 591, we’re thrust into Part 3 (“The Sonora Desert (1976)”) and we are suddenly…. back to the first scene! In the car! Racing from the pimp! Cue the wild Breaking Bad-toned finale. Weird book. Wild book! I felt nostalgic, dizzy, confused, disgusted, engaged, lost … but I kept reading. It’s written in such casual language but so abstract in structure and form. Like some kind of weird uncle to ‘Infinite Jest.’ A helluva trip.

3. The Poet X by Elizabeth Acevédo. When I launched 3 Books six years ago I got a phone number—​1-833-READ-A-LOT​—which lets me collect voicemails from listeners. I play one at the end of every ​Chapter​. Nadia, an educator from the Mojave Desert, called at the end of ​Chapter 140 with Amy Einhorn​ to share her reflections on ​Chapter 105 with Nancy The Librarian​—in particular our discussion on getting into audiobooks. “Neil, I’d love to recommend ‘The Poet X’ by Elizabeth Acevédo,” she said. “It’s a book in verse, a novel in verse, and it’s just almost meant to be read out loud. And she reads it herself.” I picked up (i.e., ​downloaded​​ from Libro.FM​, the audiobook company which supports your local indie bookstore, which just fyi I have no formal affiliation with) this 2018 coming-of-age YA book about a Dominican teen girl in Harlem falling in love, losing and finding God, navigating relationships at home and school, and discovering her poetic voice. It really does have a slam-poetry type of flow with Acevédo’s beautiful voice running smooth: “Walking home from the train I can’t help but think Aman’s made a junkie out of me—begging for that hit, eyes wide with hunger, blood on fire, licking the flesh, waiting for the refresh of his mouth. Fiend, begging for an inhale, whatever the price, just so long as it’s real nice—real, real nice—blood on ice, ice, waiting for that warmth, that heat, that fire. He’s turned me into a fiend, waiting for his next word, hanging on his last breath, always waiting for the next next time.” Not every sentence sings like that but a lot do: “We watch YouTube highlights of the winter games, I help Aman fry eggs and sweet plantains.” It’s a short, somewhat paint-by-numbers plot that helped me fill a lot of buzzing airport time with melody.

4. National Audubon Society Pocket Guide: Familiar Mushrooms. We went on a couple long family hikes last weekend. The trails were covered in so many different kinds of mushrooms. Those oyster-shaped ones on the sides of dead logs. Giant, dented-coconut shaped ones on the side of big trees. Bright red ones straight out of Mario World. I could see my kids considered them like I did: They’re probably poisonous! Don’t touch them! But the truth is, I know shit-all about mushrooms. So I grabbed this fantastic pocket-sized 190-page field guide from my grandparents-in-law’s bookshelf and flipped through it. Small enough to fit in your pocket and easy to quickly flip open and use the top-left silhouette legend to find the approximate shape of your mushroom in a few seconds. Then you fine-pick through the detailed color two-page spreads. Right side: Full color unmistakable photo of your mushroom. Left: Details like a short summary and then Identification (field marks), Edibility, Similar Species, Habitat, and Range. There are a lot of poisonous and “deadly poisonous” mushrooms in here! And a whole bunch that are delicious and could save you if/when you’re lost in the woods. Highly recommended.

5. Finding Meaning in the Second Half of Life: How To Finally, Really Grow Up by James Hollis, Ph.D. Average lifespan right now in Japan is 84, Canada 83, England 81, US 77, China 77, India 72. Can we call it 80 roundabouts? That means the second half of your life begins while blowing out the candles on your 40th birthday. Cue mid-life crisis! Buy the convertible, get the lipo, start dating someone 20 years younger! Not so fast. Here comes poetically erudite Jungian analyst James Hollis to save you from that. Giant-minded with an in-the-clouds-and-on-the-street tone this is a masterful, inspiring, deeply soulful book I know I’ll be revisiting over and over. Hollis opens the book with a full page of questions and the headline “Your Life Is Addressing These Questions To You” with some examples being: “What gods, what forces, what family, what social environment, has framed your reality, perhaps supported, perhaps constricted it?” and “Why do you believe that you have to hide so much, from others, from yourself?” and “Why is the life you are living too small for the soul’s desire?” Biggies! His lengthy but worthwhile Intro quotes Nobel Prize nominee Andre Malraux: “The greatest mystery is not that we have been flung at random between the profusion of the earth and the galaxy of the stars, but that in this prison we can fashion images of ourselves sufficiently powerful to deny our nothingness.” Chapter 1 opens quickly with the title: “Expensive Ghosts: How Did We Get To This Point?” where Hollis makes the argument that “In the end we will only be transformed when we can recognize and accept the fact that there is a will within each of us, quite outside the range of conscious control, a will which knows what is right for us, which is repeatedly reporting to us via our bodies, emotions, and dreams, and is incessantly encouraging our healing and wholeness.” Dude goes deep. We’re in Chapter 1 here. I can’t tell you how many times I hit a rich paragraph that stunned me into stopping. Once I typed up a whole paragraph, emailed it to Leslie, and now we have it stuck up on our kitchen wall. That one comes in Chapter 6 (“The Family During The Second Half Of Life”) where Hollis writes: “What would happen to our lives, our world, if the parent could unconditionally affirm the child, saying in so many words: ‘You are precious to us; you will always have our love and support; you are here to be who you are; try never to hurt another, but never stop trying to become yourself as fully as you can; when you fall and fail, you are still loved by us and welcomed to us, but you are also here to leave us, and to go onward toward your own destiny without having to worry about pleasing us.’ How history would change!” Magnificent, deep, soul-touching with a type of density that required (for me, anyway) many small bites. But if you can handle the occasional phrase like “psychodynamic stratagems” and quite a lot of Carl Jung quotes then I suggest picking this up. (Btw: This is one of Oliver Burkeman’s 3 most formative books. Oliver’s new book ‘​Meditations For Mortals​’ just dropped and is getting ​rave reviews​. My chat with Oliver will drop on the full moon! Join us on ​Spotify​, ​Apple​, or ​YT​.)

6. The New New Journalism: Conversations with America’s Best Nonfiction Writers on Their Craft by Robert S. Boynton. I’m a sucker for writers interviewing writers about writing. This 21-year-old book from NYU journalism professor Robert Boynton labels that fun, jumpy, immersive style of Tom Wolfe journalism “new journalism” and then calls the 19 writers interviewed here “new new journalists.” But no matter! It’s just a great batch of dense interviews with folks like Michael Lewis, ​Susan Orlean​, and Jon Krakauer. Where do they get their ideas? How do they make connections in interviews? What does an ideal writing day look like? The book’s a bit longwinded (pot, kettle, I know) but it’s perfect for dipping and slipping in and out.

7. Good Birders Don’t Wear White: 50 Tips from North America’s Top Birders edited by Lisa White. This was another book from this community and I had to go digging on ​Thriftbooks​ to find a copy but it was worth it. There is the title advice—“trading the white birding festival T-shirt for a camo jump suit and face paint is a little extreme, but selecting clothing in neutral colors that blend with the environment can reduce the impact of birding on birds and other wildlife”—but a lot more. I learned how to “Choose a Birding Tour Carefully,” “Go Birding At Night,” “Shush and Pish," and “Use A Storm to Your Advantage,” amongst others. The book is field-guide-small and the tone is light, fun, and easy to read. Everything from feeding birds to cleaning binoculars to even drawing birds (from David Sibley himself!) is covered. A nice gift for the birder in your life.

8. Alfie Gets In First by Shirley Hughes. This is our favorite of the wonderful series of picture books created by the incredible Shirley Hughes (1927-2002) of West Kirby, England. Her bibliography includes over 50 books that have sold over 10 million copies. I still remember when Leslie and I met a wonderful children’s librarian in Toronto named Joanne who thrust this book into our hands and, since then, all of our kids have loved reading ​Alfie’s tales​ when they’re around 3 or 4. In this story the toddler Alfie does indeed get into the house before his mom and little sister and then the door latches behind him which causes a flurry of neighborhood friends to come over to try to help him out. Gentle tension, vivid drawings, and the warmth of family and community come through—as they do in all the Alfie books. Perfect before bed. Highly recommended.

9. There is no 9! Just our regular lootbag of links. ​Tim Urban​ offers a wonderful dose of awe in his Free Press article “​Why I Brought My Toddler to Watch SpaceX’s Flying Skyscraper​.” Bryan Johnson helps us ​fix our posture​. Fascinating little graphic on ​how couples met​ from 1930 to 2024. Marc Andreessen says “​trust in every major incumbent organization is on its way to zero​.” ​Shane Parrish​ has re-released his wonderful collection of ​“Great Mental Models” books​. Do your kids ​imitate​ the way you walk? Eerie poetry from Gen Z: ​“It was the damn phone.”​ What a 15-foot hurricane storm surge ​looks like​. Elizabeth Kolbert reporting on ​melting glaciers​ in Greenland. And Eric Barker shares ​5 rituals to make you a more awesome parent​.


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Neil Pasricha's Monthly Book Club - September 2024

Hey everyone,

Hope you’ve had a wonderful September.

Here in Toronto orange and yellow leaves are covering the roads and the evenings are getting chillier.

I shared my ​annual birthday advice​ a couple weeks ago and the algorithms liked this one with over 700,000 people reading or sharing it online now. Other members of our community of optimists have started compiling their own like ​this list​ from Australian mum-of-three Ness Quayle. Here's an excerpt and a pic she sent me and you can click to read the whole thing:

 
 

I just got another great list from ​Sera Ertan​ for her 30th birthday. She includes advice like “Explore dating outside of your type,” “Sun and sea might be enough to cure your depression," and “Learn one new skill every year.” I'll post the whole thing at ​Neil.blog​. Do you have a list of things you’ve (almost) learned? Or want to write one? Feel free to share it back with me so we can keep inspiring each other.

Thank you for hanging out with me each month and if you know others who’d like to join us just send them ​here​.

Happy reading,

Neil


1. Meditations for Mortals: Four Weeks to Embrace Your Limitations and Make Time for What Counts by Oliver Burkeman. From 2006 until 2020 Oliver Burkeman wrote one of my favorite newspaper columns—the wonderfully titled “​This Column Will Change Your Life​” in The Guardian. In a lot of ways: It did. Oliver created a wonderful real-time exploration of the self-help universe from the perspective of a particularly compassionate, tart, naval-gazey Brit. After the column finished Oliver wrote ​‘Four Thousand Weeks​,’ a truly masterful offering that kind of zoomed up and over the self-help canon—bang!—and which I threw in “​The Very Best Books I Read In 2021​.” The title of that book is a reminder of the average number of weeks in a human lifetime. (4000 weeks is 76.7 years and US lifespan is ​currently​ 77.5.) Oliver has a unique perspective and he shares it in the Intro to this follow-up which comes out in 11 days and can be ordered ​right here​: “It starts from the position that you’ll never feel fully confident about the future, or fully understand what makes other people tick — and that there will always be too much to do,” he writes. Why? Not because “you’re an ill-disciplined loser, or because you haven’t read the right bestseller revealing ‘the surprising science’ of productivity, leadership, parenting, or anything else. It’s because being a finite human just means never achieving the sort of control or security on which many of us feel our sanity depends … It just means you’ll always be vulnerable to unforeseen disasters or distressing emotions, and that you’ll never have more than partial influence over how your time unfolds, no matter what YouTubers in their early twenties with no kids might have to say about the ideal morning routine.” Snap! Part poet, part diss rapper, Oliver always keeps it real. I feel like this book was like a bowl of leftover cake and whipped cream I just found in the fridge. It’s not as long or as layered as the ‘Four Thousand Weeks’ meal that preceded it. But it hits the spot! At 162 pages versus 304 the book is broken into 28 short essays meant to be read once a day over four weeks. Oliver invites us to approach the book “as a return, on a roughly daily basis, to a metaphorical sanctuary in a quiet corner of your brain, where you can allow new thinking to take shape without needing to press pause on the rest of your life, but which remains there in the background as you go through the day.” I read 6 the first chunk, then none for three weeks, then picked it back up and suddenly had gobbled 8 more. So, you know, you do you and all. The four weeks have themes—‘Being Finite,’ ‘Taking Action,’ ‘Letting Go,’ and ‘Showing Up’—and each ‘day’ has a curiosity-sparking title before a 3-5 page writeup: “Against productivity debt: On the power of a ‘done’ list,” “Develop a taste for problems: On never reaching the trouble-free phase,” and “Don’t stand in generosity’s way: On the futility of ‘becoming a better person.’” He stirs eloquent thoughts, precise quotes, and, uh, surprise cacao nibs of philosophy into something delicious. For me the size, shape, and incisive wisdom of the book recalls ‘The Art of Living’ by Epictetus (​12/2016​). A work of mastery that comes with a side-benefit of reducing anxiety about everything. Highly recommended.

2. Raising Expectations (and Raising Hell): My Decade Fighting for the Labor Movement by Jane McAlevey. What will jobs look like in the future? What roles will AI displace? What industries will emerge? What roles will remain for us outnumbered humans? Makes sense things are brewing in labor. You’ve probably heard about Chris Smalls and a group of Amazon workers on Staten Island forming ​the first Amazon Workers Union​ (which, two years later,​ the company is still fighting​). Or news that after many staunchly anti-union years, ​Starbucks may be willing​ to negotiate with representatives of its 400+ unionized stores. There’s a bill on California governor ​Gavin Newsom’s desk​ this month seeking to ban employer-led anti-union meetings at work. Yet despite the bubbling: There is a ​record low​ percentage of American workers in a union today. Why? Are unions becoming ineffective? Have gig roles and freelance jobs taken over? Are turnover rates too high to organize? Have laws tilted from pro-labor to pro-corporation? There were a lot of lines about unions at the Democratic National Convention: “As President, I will bring together labor and workers…” said Kamala Harris. “We need to pass the ​PRO Act​ so that workers can organize a union and gain the decent pay and benefits they deserve,” said Bernie Sanders. This fiery, spirited, slightly disorganized 2012 book by recently deceased union organizer and Berkeley policy fellow ​Jane McAlevey​ offers an insider’s from-the-ground view of the passion, resolve, and fight necessary to organize workers in a system largely oriented to disorganize them. The book opens with a gripping tale of Florida during the ​butterfly ballot​ Bush v. Gore election crisis then veers into dramatic fighting, and infighting, over the years. There is a militant pulse in the book and also messiness, ugly politics, and sadness. A good peek into an issue gaining momentum as disparities widen around the world.

3. The Quentin Blake Book by Jenny Uglow. One of ​our values​ on reading is that “Librarians are doctors of the mind.” I can’t tell you how many books Sarah Ramsey of Book City gave me that twisted my heart the right way at the right time. (I talk to her about this ​here​.) So I was delighted to see a massive “Staff Picks” wall at the down-the-ramp front entrance of the ​High Park branch of the Toronto Public Library​. It was like a wall of vitamins! My eyes were drawn to the pink sticky note saying “Rebeca’s Pick I loved learning about this artist whose work is known often by his partnership with Roald Dahl.” Quentin Blake! Yes! Right! Kevin the Bookseller threw that particular vitamin down my throat back in ​Chapter 44​ at the Indigo bookstore he runs at Mount Sinai hospital. Rebeca is right, though. Who else still has this image lodged somewhere in the back of their brain?

But now when you see it you learn on page 90 that “By contrast… The Twits, a darker, brutal story, asked for black and white for its prison-like world, and a hard nib to give the mood (and to show Mr Twit’s beard, ‘which had to look like a lavatory brush’). The expressions speak volumes, as the couple play their cruel practical jokes—witness Mrs Twist’s alarm as she is stretched beneath gas-filled balloons, and Mr Twit’s glee as he prepared to tie another one.” Incredible, right? This book is the stories behind the drawings behind the stories. And the Dahl stuff is just one chapter! The book expands and colors in the now-91-years of genius that is Quentin Blake. From his early Punch magazine covers to nude sketches and self-portraits to giant hospital walls and darker illustrations he did to support the migrant refugee crisis. His humanitarian work was completely unknown to me and it’s beautiful. A couple years ago I stumbled on a dog-chewed dark brown hardcover first edition of ‘Charlie and the Chocolate Factory’ (​8/2024​) at ​The Monkey’s Paw​ (a must-visit bookstore if you’re in Toronto, which features the world’s first Biblio-Mat!) Incredible find, right? But when I flipped through it I realized I could never love it. It didn’t have Quentin Blake’s drawings. Seriously: What’s Charlie and the Chocolate Factory without this:

This book is a succulent and engaging deep-dive into the life and work of an unstoppable artistic master. Highly recommended. (P.S. Quentin is 91 today and still drawing. If you want to experience delight I suggest you check out the ​gallery​ on his website. I wish I had a nursery to decorate with ​this one!​)

4. The Anthropocene Reviewed: Essays on a Human-Centered Planet by John Green. I love John Green but I admit I resisted this book for a couple years. “I want edgy-gushy- earnest YA! Not serious-sounding essays about … climate change?” But this is a great book. A fun book! A fast book! A book of reviews! John Green is good at reviewing things and he shares that one of his first jobs was writing endless 175-word reviews for Booklist. He also points out the review has become the communication form of our time. “The medication I take to treat my obsessive-compulsive disorder has more than 1,100 ratings at Drugs.com, with an average score of 3.8. A scene in the movie adaptation of my book ‘The Fault In Our Stars’ was filmed on a bench in Amsterdam; that bench now has hundreds of Google reviews,” he writes in the Introduction. One day he told his brother he wanted to write a review of Canada Geese and the idea for this book (and the ​podcast series that preceded it​) struck: “The Anthropocene … REVIEWED,” Hank Green said. So what follows are a series of seemingly disjoint reviews of things like Halley’s Comet, Diet Dr Pepper, Sunsets, and, yes, Canada Geese, where John tells us how the bird used to be rare but is perfectly adapted to our increasingly steamrolled golf-course-covered planet. (“Thank you for paving paradise and putting up parking lots—honnnnnk, honk, honk, honk, honk.”) What emerges is a fascinating mind jumpily exploring secret histories while contemplating the status and fate of our species and planet in a fun and near-lighthearted way. In his review of ‘Scratch ‘n’ Sniff Stickers’ he takes us back into his childhood classroom, then wonderfully opines that “Humans, meanwhile, smell like the exhalations of the bacteria that colonize us, a fact we go to extraordinary lengths to conceal…”, then takes us into the 1960s-developed microencapsulation process the stickers use, borrowed from banking carbon paper, where scratching actually cracks open microcapsules of essential oils, and then he wonders how the nature of smells has changed over time. In his review of ‘The Internet’ he writes: “What does it say that I can’t imagine my life or my work without the internet? What does it mean to have my way of thinking, and my way of being, so profoundly shaped by machine logic? What does it mean that, having been part of the internet for so long, the internet is also part of me?” Of course every review ends in a rating. Canada Geese, you may understand, get 2 stars, the internet gets 3 stars, and scratch ‘n’ sniff stickers get a rare 3 and a ½. Part silly, part serious, as a rare combination of ‘thoughtful short form,’ we hereby officially add this to our ​Enlightened Bathroom Reading​ collection. Highly recommended.

5. Team Of Rivals: The Political Genius of Abraham Lincoln by Doris Kearns Goodwin. Carrying around this book this month was like carrying around a six foot sub on a seven foot wooden plank. I used to drive around and deliver these things 20 years ago and it was so fun. Here I am! With this giant sandwich! Big, beautiful, tasty, delicious. Of course, like the big sandwich, you can only take a couple bites at a time. Even the audiobook is 41 hours and 32 minutes and it’s not the kind of thing you can listen to at 2x. So I bit off the meat and veggies hanging out the sides first—the 16 pages of Epigraph, Contents, Introductions, and Maps followed by the 40 pages of Epilogue, Acknowledgements, Abbreviations, and Index. (I skipped the 121 pages of Notes.) THEN I took a big bite from both sides: the first chapter ‘Four Men Waiting’ and the last chapter ‘The Final Weeks’ before slowly working my way into the middle—mostly by audio jump-around on ​Libro.FM​. There are no rules to reading! (​You have the right to skip, the right to dip...​) When the story gets going you've slid down a time-traveling slide to Springfield, Illinois 164 years ago with its “multiple saloons and restaurants, seven newspapers, three billiard halls, dozens of retail stores, three military armories, and two railroad depots.” You're a fly on multiple walls meeting 51-year-old Abe as he nervously awaits news on the Republican nomination for President. The writing is wonderfully detailed. You can just picture it when Goodwin tells us Lincoln was “a familiar figure to almost everyone in Springfield, as was his singular way of walking, which gave the impression that his long, gaunt frame needed oiling. He plodded forward in an awkward manner, hands hanging at his sides or folded behind his back … He lifted his whole foot at once rather than lifting from the toes and then thrust the whole foot down on the ground rather than landing on his heel.” You like detail? Here are 757 pages of detail. The high-level story is well known: about Lincoln’s growth through poverty (“moving from one dirt farm to another”) and the establishment and challenge of practicing deep and wide-ranging leadership skills (including, of course, bringing his “team of rivals” into his cabinet) all towards helping a fractured country on many brinks. The first-ever Republican president of the US and (arguably) ​the best​. A massive, monstrous plank of deliciousness that can be feasted on for a long, long time.

6. The Field by Dave Lapp. How do you revisit, explore, and process the uglier and more painful moments of childhood? This graphic novel manages the feat of bullseye-ing in on that particular gnawing stomach stress feeling of being socially excluded as a kid. Dave Lapp doesn’t fire any darts off the board, either. The opening six-page comic in this 540-page coming-of-age graphic memoir gave me a stomach flip: our narrator David and his troublemaking pal Edward draw dirty pictures in their first or second grade class and, at Ed’s insistence, hide them on the board. When the teacher finds them—“Who hid these dirty drawings on my vocabulary board?!”—Edward immediately outs David, who gets marched to the front of the class and has the drawings pinned to his shirt, along with a letter to his mom. “Dear Mrs. Lapp, David drew these dirty pictures and showed them to the whole class, Ms. Lewis.” He starts crying, he bows his head, the teacher provokes him a bit (“DO NOT TAKE IT OFF OR I WILL KNOW!”), and when he’s finally given permission to sit back on the carpet the final scene is Edward … shuffling away from him. What a punch! That’s the vibe here. Spare drawings, accurate pain, a lot of “no, no, no, don’t do thats!”, all ultimately adding up to a slightly harrowing reconnection with the sharper emotional side of growing up.

7,8,9, and 10. Catwings, Catwings Return, Wonderful Alexander, and Jane On Her Own by Ursula K. Le Guin. I first heard about Ursula K. Le Guin back in 2020 when ​David Mitchell​ (‘Cloud Atlas,’ ​6/2019​) picked ‘A Wizard of Earthsea’ (​8/2020​) as one of his 3 most formative books. That “young adult” book felt anything but to me—creepy, cryptic, eerie. There was a wet, dark, skeletal feeling in that book that felt haunting when I read it and feels haunting when I think about it now. (Incidentally I recommend this wonderful ​eight-year-old essay​ David wrote about the series.) So that backdrop is, I suppose, partly what makes the super-slim 4x40-page box set of ‘Catwings’ so surprising. This isn’t dark! It’s a story about a bunch of cats … with wings … who escape alleys, get attacked by owls, suffer rat trauma, find lost siblings, and get trapped by greedy owners with dollar signs in their eyes. Why do the cats have wings? “Mrs. Jane Tabby could not explain why all four of her children had wings. ‘I suppose their father was a fly-by-night,’ a neighbor said, and laughed unpleasantly, sneaking round the dumpster.” Those are the first two sentences of the first book. These are smoother, simpler, more straightforward stories than ‘Earthsea’ that are perfect read-a-louds with kids as young as four or five. There are a few suspenseful scenes but you’re safe in the tight embrace of an ink-flicking master and everything is gorgeously wrapped in detailed illustrations by S.D. Schindler. Looks like Ursula wrote these books throughout her sixties from the late 80s to the late 90s and they are (for good reason!) still in print today.

11. There is no 11! Just our regular look bag of links. I enjoyed cutting out and ticking off the books I’ve read and want to read in The New York Times ‘​100 Best Books of the 20th Century​.’ I am a bit of a list nut, I admit, and, btw, I’ve only read 12 of them! Thanks to Karen W for telling me about this activism ​in the world of Little Free Libraries​! I loved Ryan Holiday’s ​essay about swimming​. I want to jump in a pool right now. Listen to my now-ancient chat with Ryan at his house in Austin right ​here​. I was ​interviewed in Forbes last month about top happiness habits. ​Amy Einhorn​, superstar editor of ‘The Help,’ ‘Big Little Lies,’ ‘Let’s Pretend This Never Happened,’ ‘A Higher Loyalty,’ and, yes, ‘​The Book of Awesome​,’ joined me ​on 3 Books. Adam Grant shared a ​new study​ on the danger of heavy screen use in young children. A ​nice collection​ of Kevin Kelly wisdom. I ​agree​ with Myrium Gurba. ​The real tax​ of US political season. Casey Neistat’s ​advice​ to people in their 20s. And have most major sports been ‘​figured out​’?


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Neil Pasricha's Monthly Book Club - August 2024

Hey everyone,

Wow, it’s suddenly September tomorrow.

Who else is feeling a little prickly-anxious about the start of school and the resulting slow grind of new routines working their way into some kind of smooth flow?

I feel that way. I just did an ​interview with Forbes you can check out for a bit of a happiness habit refresh. And have a ​new article on CNBC​ about doing Rose Rose Thorn Bud at night. Our new journal based on the practice ‘​Two Minute Evenings​’ sold out the first day! Took a while but new copies are now back in stock on ​Chronicle​ or ​Amazon​.

This month I loved jumping ten millenniums in the future in the bubbling, rainbow-colored wowshow of ‘​Moonbound​’ by Robin Sloan. I finished a couple bedtime read-a-louds with my kids. And in the midst of US election overwhelm I was reminded about some of what’s at stake through the masterpiece ‘​Stasiland​,’ which is a wonderfully woven “kitchen table conversation” style of journalism from behind the Berlin Wall. Plus a lot more!

Let’s keep focused on reading amidst the endless beeps and boops.

And now let’s get to the books…

Neil

PS. If you know someone who wants to read more they can join us ​here​!


1. The Girls' Guide to Hunting and Fishing by Melissa Bank. I’ll tell you how I ended up reading this book and then tell you what I thought. 15 years ago my nascent seven-month-old blog ‘​1000 Awesome Things​’ was nominated for ‘Best Blog’ in the world from the International Academy of Digital Arts and Sciences. I was immediately approached by a bunch of literary agents including Erin Malone, who represented Christian Lander, a fellow Torontonian who wrote a blog I loved called ‘​Stuff White People Like​’ (featuring ​#9 “Making you feel bad for not going outside”​ and ​#85 “The Wire”​). I signed with Erin and she told me she wanted to auction my blog to publishers … next week. Suddenly I was in the foreign position of interviewing editors who were somehow clamoring to publish my book. I signed with Amy Einhorn, a woman I’d never heard of, who just started an eponymous imprint I’d never heard of, within Putnam Publishing, which I’d also never heard of. But I was magnetically attracted to her vision for the book, which was different than everybody else’s. I learned everything about editing from Amy in our passionate late-night diatribe-y emails to each other, our hot-potato-ing of 300-page Word docs back and forth with 100s of comments in red down the sides, and arguing—good arguing!—about every single element along the way. I’d sit in her New York office and she’d have a variety of ‘cases’ laid out on her desk. “What do you think of 5” by 7”?” she’d say. “Too precious? Too cute?” (We went with a 5.5" by 7.5" for the record.) Or she’d say, “Neil, ‘Blowing your nose in the shower’ is out. Too frat boy! It’s a hardcover. It’s a gift book. It’s for moms.” I absolutely loved working with her. By some accounts Amy Einhorn is ​the most successful editor in the world today​ with the highest percentage of books edited that hit the New York Times bestseller list. She has a knack for sniffing out voice, for knowing what will work and what won’t and, as you can imagine, I’ve been begging her to come on ​my podcast​ for six years to ask her about her secrets. She finally acquiesced and I fly down to New York City next week. (She’s now running Fiction at Crown.) Of course, I get the 3 formative books in advance and this one—‘The Girls’ Guide To Hunting And Fishing’—was tops on her list. ‘The Girls’ Guide To Hunting And Fishing’? Uh ... yeah. I will say up front if you asked me if I wanted to read a coming-of-age romantic and sexual awakening first-person narrative from a snappy, turbo-charged Jersey-girl-turned-New Yorker through the 80s and 90s I would have potentially said “Pass!” But I loved it. This is an absolutely stunning read with strong ‘​When Harry Met Sally​’ vibes throughout. Fast, funny, twisting, turning. The title of the book makes zero sense till you get to last chapter and they even took the bold publishing step of not even printing “A Novel” on the cover to help us out—just a tiny small caps FICTION in the lower left corner. After a mildly annoying ten page flips you hit the book’s first sentence where, without any context, you’re thrust into the mind’s eye of a teen girl looking out the front window of her house: “My brother’s first serious girlfriend was eight years older—twenty-eight to his twenty.” Melissa Bank writes with a magical Claire Keegan (‘Foster,’ ​9/2023​) brand of writing I’d call “vivid sparsity.” The story is told through seven short stories that leapfrog through Jane Rosenal’s life with a wild unpredictability that feels like real life. It starts with Jane as a teen trying to understand sex and love: “My theory was that if you had breasts, boys wanted to have sex with you, which wasn’t exactly a big compliment, since they wanted to have sex anyway. Whereas if you had a beautiful face, like Julia, boys fell in love with you, which seemed to happen almost against their will. Then the sex that you had would be about love.” (page 21) Trying to understand drugs: “There was a keg, but when someone asked if we’d like a beer, Linda said, ‘I wish we could.’ I didn’t find out what she’d meant until a joint was passed to her and she handed it right off to me, saying, ‘Remember the three Ds from detox: don’t, don’t, don’t.’ I passed the joint, as though exerting heroic self-control. She said, ‘You still get flashbacks?’ ‘I think I always will,’ I said.” (page 25). There are highs. There are lows. In her mid-30s: “But I just said, ‘Yeah.’ And ‘Yeah,’ again. Even to myself, I sounded like somebody who smoked cigarettes in front of the drug store all day.” (page 171) There is death, like after a funeral: “I walked through the meadow. I sat at the picnic table. I looked hard at everything, so I wouldn’t forget. Then I picked an apple from the tree for the ride home.” (page 199). And there are endless LOLs, too: “It occurs to me that I may not be the only butterfly whose wings flutter in the presence of his stamen. After she glides off, Robert tells me that she composes music for movies and has been nominated for an Oscar. I think of my only award, an honorable mention in the under-twelve contest to draw Mr. Bubble.” (page 235). The vignettes gave me the feeling of watching a high-school volleyball game in a cramped gym. Lot of bumps, some sets, and a variety of fastballs-off-the-back-wall, just-missed-its, and a few hard, deep spikes. This is an astounding life portrait told with speed, precision, zingers, and a rare three-dimensionalization. What a stunning voice! Thank you, Amy, yet again. Highly recommended.

2. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory by Roald Dahl. Illustrated by Quentin Blake. I hated ​Beavers​. I cried to my mom every Wednesday night on our walk home from the gym at Sunset Heights Public School. I was around six years old and would be wearing blue and brown hat and blue and brown vest after spending a couple hours getting pegged repeatedly in dodge ball and failing to properly stitch badges onto felt. Needless to say I never made it to Cubs. And Boy Scouts sounded like a nightmare! But I’ll never forget my last night in my last (and first!) year at Beavers. We were led from the gym to the library where we were sat down on the pebble-filled carpet amongst the three-foot-high shelves of crinkly wrapped picture books in front a TV / VCR rack. Someone pulled out the long orange extension cord while another cracked open the plastic video case of “​Willy Wonka And The Chocolate Factory​” (1971) starring Gene Wilder and (thankfully!) written by Roald Dahl. I fell in love with the movie and then picked up the book and read it so many times throughout my life. (It’s definitely one of my answers to the question: “​What’s one book you read as a kid that’s still on your shelf today?​”) A couple weeks ago I read it again with my five-year-old in a unique way. I read him the first three chapters (“Here Comes Charlie,” “Mr. Willy Wonka’s Factory,” and “Mr. Wonka and the Indian Prince”). They’re fast and easy—15 pages in 14-point font with 7 drawings from the inimitable Quentin Blake mixed in—and are a perfect little gateway into the book. My son got to meet Charlie (“How d’you do? And how d’you do? And how d’you do again? He is pleased to meet you.”), hear about the fabled factory, and get the bizarre sideways subplot (understandably struck from the film!) about Indian mogul “Prince Pondicherry” who has Mr. Wonka build a Taj Mahal-type joint out of chocolate but after taking a nap during a “very hot day with a boiling sun… woke up to find himself swimming around in a huge brown sticky lake…” So that got my 5-year-old into it. Then Leslie and I had to stuff the Odyssey for a three-hour-long drive so we downloaded the 2013 wonderfully one-man-acted by Douglas Hodge audiobook and noticed it was … 3 hours and 18 minutes. Perfect! How many audio books are that short? Dahl is such a wizard of economy. So we listened the whole way and it entranced us all. I was in the Sunset Heights library again—seeing the factory with a new perspective, new glint, new peek through the window. Then when we arrived at our rental place on a lake in smalltown Ontario with three chapters left. Which was perfect for me to read to him before bed. Btw: Since being tipped off by ​Latanya and Jerry​ on the ​Bronx Bound Books Bus​ I always recommend ​Libro.FM​ for audio books. (​Here’s the link to Charlie​.) I don’t have any affiliation with the company but I love that they have all the same audiobooks but give their profits to the indie bookstore of your choosing. Right now I’m supporting my friends at ​Mable’s Fables​, a wonderful children’s bookstore in Toronto. This is a story I can read again and again and again. Highly recommended.

3. Why Are People Into That? A Cultural Investigation of Kink by Tina Horn. “Kink-positive, for sure,” Sarah said. “That’s like my first or second thing.” She was behind the counter of her coffee shop in an otherwise-treacly patch of Little Italy. It was a couple years ago and we were talking about criteria we were looking for in a therapist. I hadn’t heard the phrase again until I saw this book sitting on the front table of the new ​Indigo Rideau Centre​ in Ottawa. I browsed the Table of Contents, could feel internal aversions and curiosities, and knew I should probably pick it up to learn more. There are nine chapters and all of them go 20-pages deep on the philosophy, history, personal history, and what-I-think-might-be-happening-heres of a specific fetish like ‘Feet,’ ‘Spanking,’ ‘Consensual Nonconsent,’ ‘Cash,’ ‘Orgies,’ and ‘Bimbofication,’ which I learned is “a fetish activity in which a person of any gender is transformed into a bubbly, insatiably-horny, empty-headed, smooth-brained, fun-loving, hyperfeminine creature.” She shares how in cartoons on the topic “breasts explode out of blouses, cappuccinos become frappucinos, white lab coats give way to cinched corsets, and brows once furrowed in thought are smoothed.” There is … a lot here. And I love how it all opens: with Tina flashing back 15 years to the 2000s to her hometown of Oakland when she runs smack into her high school boyfriend outside the movie theater—the guy she’d “first had orgasms with” when they weren’t at “swimming practice, watching Fight Club, or smoking cloves outside the nearest city’s midnight movie festivals”—and then proceeds to tell him that she’s now a professional dominatrix. To which he replies: “I always knew you’d *get into* that stuff.” Tina Horn is a ​#1 Apple Podcast host​ and ​Lambda Literary​ fellow who writes with a fearless and breezy-intellectual blogging tone that calls to mind ​Mark Manson​. She says, “This book grew out of the project that began with my podcast, inviting readers far and wide to join a sociocultural investigation in which kink is the artifact in question, the text being analyzed—a deep dive into all manner of erotic fantasies and activities, blending pop culture, history, and personal narrative.” In Chapter 1 on feet she wonderfully tilts the mirror onto how kinks and fetishes are viewed by our culture today. She talks about a ‘Sex and the City’ episode with Miranda having a relationship with a shoe salesman who, by the end of the episode, “bites his tie, breathes heavily, and seems to comically orgasm in his pants from merely placing shoes on her bare feet.” She also recounts a 2019 “smirking like he can barely contain himself” Jimmy Kimmel teasing Margaret Qually on his show about how her feet are featured by presumed-weirdo-fetishist ​Quentin Tarantino​ in ‘​Once Upon A Time…in Hollywood​.’ The book reads as a manifesto and call-to-arms seeking to rally people towards “a new code of sexual ethics based on imagination, curiosity, and communication. An ethic that abolishes the thought-policing (along with the long history of literal policing) of erotic ideas, fantasies, and tastes.” As Tina writes: “Every person reading this has, at some point in their lives, felt a longing for an embodied experience of pleasure or particular configuration of companionship that was roundly suppressed by their inner cop.” Explore the limits of your inner cop with this brave, challenging, insightful, researched-based, story-driven exploration.

4. All Fours by Miranda July. There was a funny scene in our house last month where two shipments arrived the same day, from the same place (​Indigo​!), with the same book. I heard there was a new Miranda July book and since reading her mind-bending ‘No One Belongs Here More Than You’ (​3/2022)​ I’d been a fan. (That was one of the 3 most formative books from ​Daniels​, filmmakers behind ‘​Everything, Everywhere All At Once.​’) I didn’t know who Miranda was or what else she wrote but that name—Miranda July!— was just attached to a delicious meal my brain had eaten. ​Leslie​ read it first and it was fun watching her emotional ups and downs with the book over the past couple weeks. Here comes her Leslie’s Pick now: “When I saw ‘All Fours’ by Miranda July recommended in The Cap, a newsletter I subscribe to and appreciate for its thought-provoking and compassion-growing take on parenting teens, as a great summer read on motherhood and intimacy, I ordered it right away. The story follows a 45-year-old woman trying to find her next big work project, craving space away from her mundane life with her child and husband right at the same time that she aches for the beauty of it, struggling to hear her own desires for intimacy and pleasure, and then acting on her desires. It definitely captured all my attention while I read it in how brutally honest, candid, and racy it was. Some parts I found deeply resonant and poignant about what it’s like to be a mother and an almost middle-aged woman in today’s society, reminding me of the wonderful ‘Wild and Sleepless Nights’ (​1/2024​). Other parts were much more shocking and radical and peppered the book with surprising twists and at times laugh-out-loud absurdity. However, it makes sense to me that in the acknowledgments July explains that she conducted several conversations with women to inform the book and its theme of what it’s like to be a woman in perimenopause, because the common humanity, common bittersweetness, of being a 40-something-year-old woman rings through throughout.”

5. Goodbye, Columbus by Philip Roth. I mentioned Amy Einhorn in my first review this month and this is another of her formative books. The entire time I was reading this book—my third-ever Philip Roth after ‘The Human Stain’ (​6/2017​) and ‘American Pastoral’ (​8/2017​)—I kept thinking: “This was written in 1959? Seriously?” It is Roth’s first book and in a sparse 136 pages he tells a little small-but-feels-big romantic summer love affair between a Jersey college boy and the snobby Radcliffe girl from a posh family who he meets at the club’s swimming pool. (First sentence: “The first time I saw Brenda she asked me to hold her glasses.”) There is 1950s phone-call flirting, 1950s house-dates with siblings, and yes, as per the cover, some fuzzy-scene pool sex (“Then, in a moment, it was the sun who kissed us both, and we were out of the water, too pleased with each other to smile. Brenda shook the wetness of her hair onto my face and with the drops that touched me I felt she had made a promise to me about the summer, and, I hoped, beyond.”) I love the blurb about Philip Roth on the back cover from Saul Bellow: “Unlike those of us who come howling into the world, blind and bare, Mr. Roth appears with nails, hair, teeth, speaking coherently.” We see this all over the book like on page 19: “We came back to the chairs now and then and sang hesitant, clever, nervous, gentle dithyrambs about how we were beginning to feel towards one another. Actually we did not have the feelings we said we had until we spoke them—at least I didn’t; to phrase them was to invent them and own them. We whipped our strangeness and newness into a froth that resembled love, and we dared not play too long with it, talk too much of it, or it would flatten and fizzle away.” Not bad, right? Oh, anyone else need to look up ​dithyramb​? That would be: “a usually short poem in an inspired wild irregular strain.” I loved the book and it was also wonderful reading something with a first-person narrator named Neil! Even spelled the same way! Know any other Neil-books? I don’t! I’ll take it! PS to writers: If you feel like being intimated check out the first sentence of Roth’s biography from the inside flap: “In the 1990s Philip Roth won America’s four major literary awards in success: the National Book Critics Circle Award for ‘Patrimony’ (1991), the PEN/Faulkner Award for ‘Operation Shylock’ (1993), the National Book Award for ‘Sabbath’s Theater’ (1995), and the Pulitzer Price in fiction for ‘American Pastoral’ (1997).” Not a bad six years, Phil! Great, quick, powerful read. I’m also adding this to our list of ​Great Books Under 150 Pages​.

6. Moonbound by Robin Sloan. This is the book I spent the most time with this month and it felt like riding a rainbow-speckled rocketship. I had heard great things about Robin Sloan’s ‘​Mr. Penumbra’s 24-Hour Bookstore​’ and subscribe to ​his wonderful email list​, which he publishes every 29-and-a-half days, and which I just ​reprinted​ a little excerpt from last month. Then I got a text from reader-extraordinaire ​Michael Bungay-Stanier​ (‘​The Coaching Habit​’) who said “Have you read Robin Sloan’s new book? Mate, it’s so good. He’d be a great guest for 3 Books.” The feeling of this book is like the front cover image above twisting into a kaleidoscope of images again and again and again. I fell into this book like almost nothing else and I simultaneously had no idea what was going on and couldn’t wait to find out what happened next. There are talking beavers. Talking swords! Strange video games. And ever-expanding worlds with wizards, who maybe aren’t really wizards, and oh—the entire book is narrated by a microscopic AI-type chronicler, who’s been in many different lives across the millenniums, but who now sits in our protagonist’s left shoulder. This book is—delightful. Mesmerizing. Far, far away. A kind of jacked up ‘Star Wars’ meets ‘Cloud Atlas’ featuring Willy Wonka and Mad Hatter types with occasional moments of poignancy and reflection that let you see, and see around, our endlessly twisting lives together. A big, loud, cymbal crash of a book. Highly recommended.

7. Little House on the Prairie by Laura Ingalls Wilder. For me this book went from great to slow to upsetting. I’d heard of ‘Little House on the Prairie’ for years but it wasn’t till ​Gretchen Rubin​ tipped me off to the prequel ‘Little House In the Big Woods’ (​4/2024​) that I cracked the series. That Big Woods has become a mandatory read-a-loud in our house for kids around age five. It’s the perfect visual tableau of a not-that-long-ago yesteryear that gently introduces conversations around things like guns, living off the land, getting attacked by cougars, and, of course, playing catch with pig bladders. My 5-year-old wanted to read the second of the seven book series next and I went hunting for a used copy that was illustrated by Garth Williams. (Note: If you’re buying ‘Little House in the Big Woods’ or ‘Little House on the Prairie,’ make sure you get the ones illustrated by Garth Williams. They really bring it to life!) This 1935 book opens strong: “A long time ago, when all the grandfathers and grandmothers of today were little boys and little girls or very small babies, or perhaps not even born, Pa and Ma and Mary and Laura and Baby Carrie left their little house in the Big Woods of Wisconsin.” It gave me some ​Aldo Leopold​-like experience of observing nature and I felt like was right there in front of the crisp fires, raging rivers, or getting scolded by ​Blue Jays​ for taking berries from the bush. But as the book goes on there is more tension with Indians and characters are introduced and views espoused that sound ghastly. I’m against censoring old books but geez—the views are so racist and ugly. Indians are depicted as characters who create trouble, walk into your home, and steal whatever they want. Characters swing by their little house on the prairie and offer wisdom like “Land knows, they’d never do anything with this country themselves. All they do is roam around over it like wild animals. Treaties or no treaties, the land belongs to folks that’ll farm it. That’s only common sense and justice.” (page 211) When Laura asks Pa what’s happening he explains: “When white settlers come into a country, the Indians have to move on. The government is going to move these Indians farther west, anytime now. That’s why we’re here, Laura. White people are going to settle all this country, and we get the best land because we get here first and take our pick. Now do you understand?” (page 237) No, don’t understand. In fact I was so horrified I stopped reading my son the book and we moved on to ‘Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.’ What books do you recommend—for me, or my kids—that better illuminate the American indigenous experience? Definitely don’t suggest this one.

8. Stasiland: Stories From Behind The Berlin Wall by Anna Funder. A fascinating book I would never have read if it wasn’t suggested to me by Oliver Burkeman (author of ‘Four Thousand Weeks’ (​8/2021​) and the great newsletter The Imperfectionist). After World War II Germany was broken up by the ​Berlin Declaration​ and four years later, in 1949, the German Democratic Republic (GDR) was formed, better known as East Germany. The Orwellian communist country existed for forty years until the fall of the Berlin Wall. And who ran the GDR? The Stasi, the “internal army by which the government kept control” and whose job was to “know everything about everyone, using any means it chose. It knew who your visitors were, it knew whom you telephoned, and it knew if your wife slept around.” Sound a bit like Google? But this wasn’t electronic surveillance and tracking everyone’s phone. It was 90,000 people officially working for the secret police along with 170,000 (!) unofficial full-time collaborators. Somebody worked for the Stasi at every pub, factory, and hall you walked into. What did they do? Many things. Wild things! They had jars and jars of thousands of people’s underwear, as one example. They collected ‘smell samples’ of people (different than the underwear collections) and used them to implicate them in crimes. Anna interviews a woman who tried to climb the Berlin wall on New Year’s Eve at age 16 and gets thrown in a horrifying prison for a year and a half. And she even interviews ex-members of the Stasi themselves. A vivid and frightening tale of the devastating potential of totalitarianism. I put this book up there with the wonderful ‘Nothing To Envy’ by Barbara Demick which casts a glowing spotlight onto North Korea today.

9. There is no nine! Just our regular loot bag of links. I mentioned it at the top but I have new pieces up on Forbes—​Part 1!​ ​Part 2!​—and ​CNBC​. And my new journal ‘​Two Minute Evenings​’ is back in stock on ​Chronicle​, ​Amazon.com​, and ​Amazon.ca​. If you grabbed a copy, leave a review! Maria Popova blew me away with her 40th birthday post on The Marginalian: ‘​An Almanac of Birds: Divinations for Uncertain Days​.’ (She ​even created amazing cards​ of them... I got a pack and love them!) I love ​Lenore Skenazy​ and her ​Let Grow Movement​ and Leslie and I loved her new piece on ​Jonathan Haidt​’s After Babel Substack called ‘​How Phones Are Making Parents The Anxious Generation​.’ Read it! Share it! I found ​this Twitter string​ interesting from a product manager who used to work on Google Maps responding to someone suggesting “Google Maps needs a feature for the nicest way not the fastest way.” An ancient ​Microsoft X-Box ad​ that still sits in my brain. Dan Go gives us ​11 great microworkouts​ on those days you’re too busy to get a full workout in. (And check out his great ​newsletter​ if you don’t get it!). I really enjoyed ​this conversation between Scott Galloway and Rich Roll​. And, finally, I like this fun helping-you-find-books site ​Shepherd​ and just pasted ​a few of my favorites​ on there, too. Did you make it all the way down here? This book club is 4459 words so I say kudos! Thanks for a great chat about books! And remember to email anytime to let me know what you've loved reading lately...


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Neil Pasricha's Monthly Book Club - July 2024

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Hey everyone,

Hope you’re having a great July.

Big news: Leslie and I have ​a new book​ out next week! A journal from Chronicle Books called ‘​Two Minute Evenings​’ which follows up ‘​Two Minute Mornings​’ with our nighttime ritual of playing “Rose Rose Thorn Bud.” I first wrote about RRTB seven years ago in The Star and then ​shared it on the TV​. I put a longer review below and you can order it at ​Chronicle​, ​Bookshop​, or ​Amazon​.

But before the reviews! I've been thinking about something else. A few days ago I drove my 8-year-old over the border to Lewiston, New York to see my favorite band: The Flaming Lips! We got all dressed up and raced to the front and sang and pumped our fists the whole time. With 5000 people outside on the grass ​under giant pink robots and exploding cannons of confetti​ I felt a deep sense of what Emile Durkheim called ‘collective effervescence’—that shared harmony we feel when we’re actually physically together and our energy is lining up.

We need so much more of this! So much more. Places to connect, feel each other, *fuel* each other—it’s what life’s all about. And, sure: Hard these days! So hard. We've been pulling away. Books like ‘The Anxious Generation’ by Jonathan Haidt (​04/2024​ + my fave pages ​here​) and ‘The Age of Surveillance Capitalism’ by Shoshana Zuboff (​05/2023​) are warning us of the perils of our spiking modern tech-driven loneliness—which 1 in 2 American adults suffer from and which is ​worse for our health than smoking 15 cigarettes a day​!—while books like ‘Dancing In The Streets’ by Barbara Ehrenreich (​6/2023​ + my fave pages ​here​) and Brené Brown’s new podcast series (more below!) are helping us slowly find our way back.

Years ago I put '1 weird project / 1 new experience’ ​in my monthly dashboard​ and this month my fifth Lips show, and first-ever concert with my son, definitely counted. ​Wayne Coyne​ always generates deep awe, gratitude, and love in the crowd. But next month? I need to find some 'collective effervescence' elsewhere.

And, if it’s helpful, I’ll challenge you to do the same.

Now ... let’s get to the books!

Neil

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1. Two Minute Evenings by Neil Pasricha and Leslie Richardson. I grew up feeling anxious a lot. Can you tell? I still feel those feelings, but I’ve worked through a good deal. For me a big part of the working through it has been putting in place a set of ruthlessly simple practices to stay more connected, positive, and happier. You know most: ​I read books​. ​I avoid news​. ​I get outside​. ​I call friends​. ​I write a daily awesome thing​. ​I dress up in blonde wigs and go to concerts​. ​I lock my phone downstairs​ before I go to bed. I do ​two-minute mornings​ when I wake up. And Leslie and I do a two-minute ​Rose Rose Thorn Bud​ practice at dinner with our kids—or, later, while flossing, or before turning out the lights. I by no means invented these practices but have come to shape and rely on them. '​Two Minute Mornings​' is simply answering “I will let go of…”, “I am grateful for…”, and “I will focus on…” before getting up and looking at my phone. ‘Two Minute Evenings’ is us taking a question Leslie grew up connecting over with her family: “What’s your Rose, Thorn, and Bud today?” We added another Rose to force our minds to playback two highlights, then make space to share and listen to each other’s moment of stress, and finish with a bud—or something we’re looking *forward* to. ‘Two Minute Evenings’ comes out next week and we wrote an Introduction ​here​, discuss the science and research ​here​, and posted our own filled-out pages of the journal ​here​. Chronicle created stunning packaging—a really ​thick​, ​fancy​ ​navy blue hardcover​ with ​ribbon bookmark​—and by turning the practice into “something that sits on your shelf” we hope it becomes a reminder to, you know, actually do it. To focus on the good and let go of the hard at the end of the day. For you, your family, or as a gift for someone you love. Here’s our ​website for the book​ and you can order from ​Chronicle​, ​Bookshop​, or ​Amazon​.

2. The World Without Us by Alan Weisman. We will spew more planet-altering carbon into our atmosphere this year than any other year in history. Same as last year. Same as the year before. Even though we see what's happening: ​species going extinct​, ​countries going underwater​, ​insane heat waves everywhere​. I recently read ‘Reason In A Dark Time’ by Dale Jamieson (​02/2024​) and that wonderful and wonderfully dense 2014 Oxford University Press book explained in great detail the last 50 years of our climate fuckuppery. It was a perfect backgrounder to this book which crystal balls the next 50 through a blunt thought experiment: “What would happen to the planet if humans simply disappeared?” Well-researched, deeply scientific, long-range answers are helpfully told in a simple, witty, and sometimes dark story by Alan Weisman. Want a couple high level takeaways? Sure, let's start with good news: we have successfully delayed Earth’s next ice age—which should be happening any day now!—by at least 15,000 years. Bad news? We did this by heating up the atmosphere to levels that will wipe out most plants and animals—potentially including us. The chapter on birds had me weeping. (Don’t get me started on cats!) It’s impossible to read this book and not start making changes. Time listed this book as their #1 Non-Fiction Book of 2007. Big thanks to Toronto muralist ​Nick Sweetman​ for tipping me off to this one. Highly recommended.

3. Point Your Face At This by Demetri Martin. A man lays on his back on the floor under a piano with his right arm reaching up to play the keys and his left arm disappearing underneath it—the caption reads: “Accordion player tries piano.” A set of three flags is drawn with the half-mast flag labelled "someone died," the full-mast flag labelled "no one died," and the blank flagless pole labelled "flagpole operator died." A Venn diagram is shown with two circles labelled "candy" and "maracas" with a small overlapping shaded area labeled "Tic Tacs." These are just a few of the hundreds of single-panel screw-eyed modern Far Side strips produced by comic genius Demetri Martin. I first read this book years ago (​1/2018​) and loved revisiting it after laugh-hooting on a flight watching Demetri’s wonderful new Netflix special ‘​Demetri Deconstructed.​’ (If you haven’t seen his 2018 Netflix special ‘​The Overthinker,​’ I might start with that first.) Add this one to our ​Enlightened Bathroom Reader collection​, too. Highly recommended.

4. Same As Ever: A Guide To What Never Changes by Morgan Housel. Most things today suffer from zoom-in mentality. We are looking so up-close, so minute-by-minute, that grander zoom-outs feel impossible. How often does the top headline change on CNN or The New York Times? Five times a day? Never mind the endless “for you” scrolls of social media that successfully mine our attention by feeding us an ever-titillating version of now. Enter this grandly visioned book of 23 stories by investor and award-winning writer Morgan Housel (​‘The Psychology of Money’​). He details what partly inspired him to write it in ​this 2017 blog post​ which discusses Jeff Bezos talking years ago about Amazon focusing on lower prices and faster shipping because those things won’t change over the long run. What else won’t change? A few gems from the book include: “We are very good at predicting the future, except for the surprises—which tend to be all that matter,” “The world is driven by forces that cannot be measured,” “Stories are always more powerful than statistics.” Morgan’s writing is a such a pleasure to read—simple stories, short chapters, counterintuitive takeaways. Morgan is a giant mind and his ability to distill into simple is ​Tim Urban​-like. This book goes down smooth. I need to keep revisiting it to avoid getting sucked back into the abyss of now.

5. Little Shrew by Akiko Miyakoshi. Did you read the ‘Frog and Toad’ books growing up? My kids love them. This 70-page book is structured similarly as a series of everyday vignettes in the life of an animal who lives like a human. This book has more of a grown-up vibe—nothing dramatic happens but its celebration of the melancholic beauty of the simple, the ordinary, is transfixing. A deep understanding of the nothingness and everythingness of life comes through. Little Shrew takes the subway to work. Little Shrew buys a bun on the way home. Little Shrew finds a poster by a dumpster. Little Shrew decorates his apartment before his friends visit. A beautiful, quiet, tranquil existence is depicted through mesmerizingly detailed pencil, charcoal, and acrylic art from the talented Akiko Miyakoshi who “lives, writes, draws, and dreams at the foot of beautiful mountains in Japan.”

6. The Idea of You by Robinne Lee. And now it’s time for this month Leslie’s Pick: "Let’s be real: sometimes you just need an indulgently juicy summer read that keeps you up too late and lying in the sun longer than you usually would. What really sold me on picking up this book was the 'Soon to be a major motion picture' sticker on the front! No book guilt, no book shame is, after all, the ​first value listed on ​​3 Books. As my Mom believed when she handed me ​Baby-Sitters Club​ after Baby-Sitters Club to devour the summer I was 10, if you’re reading, you’re reading! Well, let me tell you, I was DEFINITELY reading, faster than I’ve read any book since 'The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo' (​8/2023​), with all the romantic escapades and hot and steamy sex scenes in 'The Idea of You' by Robinne Lee. This is the story of a 40-year-old mom who gets picked up by her daughter’s favorite pop star and then an indulgently delicious secret love affair unfolds. Definitely not acclaimed literature but so hit the spot for me!"

7. Fuccboi by Sean Thor Conroe. On page 65 of this ​autofiction​ literary debut by Sean Thor Conroe, the main character, also named Sean Thor Conroe, says “Dude, I don’t give a shit about MFA programs. I’m not interested in writing for people who already read. Who consider themselves ‘literary.’ More ‘literature’ means more insulated, masturbatory bullshit completely irrelevant to the culture. I’m tryna write for people who don’t read. Who don’t give a shit about books.” Wow. That’s a tough book to write and yet—he seems to pull it off? A bookseller at the Junction location of ​Type Books​ handed me this after I told him I was looking for a fast-paced novel in the vein of ‘A Fraction of the Whole’ (​2/2023​) or ‘Lincoln in the Bardo’ (​4/2018)​. And it was fast-paced. Sometimes I wanted to toss it, sometimes I couldn’t put it down. The book is written as some kind of frenetic, pulsing lucid dream as the main character wrestles with poverty, illness, drug use, relationships, and … writing this book. The whole thing is a bit meta but the language, voice, and tone are seductive right from the opening sentence: “Got into a thing with the Fresh Grocer lady over coffee filters.” Takes place in the fringes of Philadelphia in 2017, and while not a ton *happens* the style and pace endlessly delivers. The closest book I can compare it to in tone is ‘A Million Little Pieces’ by ​James Frey​ (​9/2017​). Footnote: While researching the book afterwards I see that there’s been a bit of a literary dustup between Conroe and an author named Sam Pink. You can read their blog posts back and forth ​here​ and ​here​. A real get-out-of-your-brain book and a truly original piece of art.

8. The Orange and Other Poems by Wendy Cope. “The day he moved out was terrible / That evening she went through hell / His absence wasn’t a problem / But the corkscrew had gone as well.” A tiny book full of tiny poems that carry bits of whimsy. A great gateway drug to poetry, if you find it can be a bit daunting. This is about as un-daunting as poetry gets. In the title track ‘The Orange’ she writes: “At lunchtime I bought a huge orange— / The size of it made us all laugh. / I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave— / They got quarters and I had a half. / And that orange, it made me so happy, / As ordinary things often do / Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park. / This is peace and contentment. It’s new. / The rest of the day was quite easy. / I did all the jobs on my list / And enjoyed them and had some time over. / I love you I’m glad I exist.”

9. Nine! There is no nine. But I did want to shine a spotlight on what Brené Brown is up to right now. First it seemed like she disappeared! Last year she was suddenly off all social media—just ... gone. La disparue! Which wouldn't be a big deal if she wasn't such a strong, positive, galvanizing force for millions of people amidst the social media cesspool for so long. But then at the beginning of this year she put out ​this incredible essay​ sharing why. It begins: "My mom died on Christmas morning." She's ​relaunched her site​ and began an incredible ​podcast series​ (​Spotify​, ​Apple​) about "living beyond human scale." On the drive home from The Flaming Lips concert last week, I binged the first couple episodes with ​Esther ("Es-tare") Perel​ and ​Dr. William Brady.​ Brené and Esther talk about the 'collective effervescence' phenomenon, too. She's doing this wonderfully challenging and deep swerve exploring the costs and challenges of living as we're living—this fast-paced, relentless, everything-everywhere-all-at-once moment. Do check it out. I admit I still find myself still thinking about ​wisdom she gave Leslie and me​ when we sat down with her a few years ago—you ​can listen on YouTube here​. And if after listening to Brené you want to keep hanging out auditorily—you know I love our long drives and nature walks together—check out our recent conversations with ​Jonathan Franzen​ and, just a few days ago, ​Maria Popova​. Maria’s site The Marginalian has given me joy for nearly two decades and I find her such a one-woman force of beauty against the endless spew of bad news. Join 3 Bookers around the world right here on ​Apple​, ​Spotify​, or ​YouTube​.


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Neil Pasricha's Monthly Book Club - June 2024

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Hey everyone,

Hope you’ve had a wonderful June.

Yesterday was the ​last day of school​ here in Toronto.

I’ve been encouraged by school boards like ​Greenwood​ and ​Los Angeles​ coming out with cell phone bans in the wake of books like ‘The Anxious Generation’ by Jonathan Haidt (my review ​here​, my favorite pages ​here​ and ​here​).

If you’re looking for more encouragement to run from screens to pages check out my new deep dive chat with ​Jonathan Franzen​ on ​Apple​, ​Spotify​, or ​YouTube​.

Up here we're getting set for lots of family time—which means lots of reading time—and I’m packing a giant duffle bag full of books. Heavy! Back-jabby! But nothing beats setting up a little bookshelf wherever you land.

Thanks for landing here with me this month.

Now let’s get to the books…

Neil


1. Knife: Meditations After an Attempted Murder by Salman Rushdie. “Dad, is that fiction or non-fiction?” my son asked while staring at the freaky 3D blade popping out the cover of this book as it lay on the floor beside my bed. “Uh, non-fiction…”, “But it says attempted murder?”, “Yeah…”, “As in somebody tried to kill him?”, “Yeah…”, “What did he do?”, “Uh….well….” I didn’t know how to answer. I didn’t really know the details. So I looked into it. Salman Rushdie was born 1947 in Bombay to an Indian ​Kashmiri Muslim​ family. At 17 he moved to England for boarding school before getting a degree at Cambridge and starting to write novels in his 20s. Wild novels! Magic realism on steroids. The plot of ​his first book​ is about “a young Native American man who receives the gift of immortality by drinking a magic fluid who then wanders the earth for 777 years 7 months and 7 days searching for his immortal sister and exploring identities…” Not exactly light reading! Rushdie says he was influenced by books like Mikhail Bulgakov’s 'The Master and the Margarita' (​6/2021​). But it was his fourth novel, ‘The Satanic Verses,’ published in 1988, that prompted the ​fatwa he is likely​ most famous for. It’s about two Indian Muslim actors flying to England on a plane that gets hijacked by Sikh separatists. The plane explodes! But the two are—magical realism style—miraculously saved before being turned into other beings who then, for the rest of the book, alternate between real life and dream sequences. In one of the dream sequences the prophet Muhammed is depicted and the so-called "​satanic verses​" from the Quran play a role in the plot. The book was hailed by literary critics as a masterpiece and simultaneously considered blasphemy. 10,000 people in Pakistan gathered to burn the book. The Indian Prime Minister banned it. Six months after the book came out the Ayatollah of Iran issued a “fatwa” on Salman Rushdie. “I call on all valiant Muslims wherever they may be in the world to kill him without delay, so that no one will dare insult the sacred beliefs of Muslims henceforth. And whoever is killed in this cause will be a martyr, Allah willing.” He offered a $6 million prize. Margaret Thatcher’s British government put Rushdie into hiding. The Italian and Japanese translators of ‘The Satanic Verses’ were both stabbed—​one to death​. A wild and near-unbelievable story that died down through the 90s and 2000s, allowing Rushdie to leave hiding and live a more normalish life. But then, decades later, as he puts it in the opening sentence of this book: “At a quarter to eleven on August 12, 2022, on a sunny Friday morning in upstate New York, I was attacked and almost killed by a young man with a knife just after I came out on stage at the amphitheater in Chautauqua to talk about the importance of keep writers safe from harm.” So begins this harrowing, absorbing 209-page memoir that reflects on the incident, the attacker, the state of politics and free speech in the world, and often just feels like a wild conversation between you and an exceptional man lucky to be alive. Rushdie talks about “experiencing the best and worst of human nature simultaneously,” talks about what losses around privacy and dignity feel like, discusses the importance of art and free speech and religious freedom. Honest and captivating. Highly recommended. (P.S. I just took pictures and posted my favorite pages from ​the book right here​.)

2. Owl Babies written by Martin Waddell and illustrated by Patrick Benson. We share a fear of abandonment. Being left alone without care—I’m sure it’s one of the root emotions from that pre-memory space of moving from being fully enclosed by our parent to being unenclosed in a suddenly brighter, colder, louder place. This 1992 picture book is essentially a captivating poem with deep-feeling illustrations that scratch and eventually soothe that ancient scab. Three baby owls awaken in a dark forest to find Owl Mother is GONE. (“Where’s Mummy?” asked Sarah. “Oh my goodness!” said Percy. “I want my mummy!” said Bill.) In vivid, dark “from the nest” illustrations the owls get curious, introspective, and brave on the branch together, before anxiety sets in. (“Suppose she got lost,” said Sarah. “Or a fox got her!” said Percy. “I want my mummy!” said Bill.) And then, in a dramatic two-page spread, just before the story finishes, when the tension is at max boil she—well, I don’t want to spoil the ending. But if you must know, you can have the whole book ​read to you on YouTube​. Please curl up on a carpet before hitting play. The publisher says it’s for Ages 2-4 but, as usual, I’m 40 years older and loved it. Highly recommended.

3. Born A Crime: Stories From A South African Childhood by Trevor Noah. Trevor Noah was 32 when he put out this 2016 memoir telling the fast-paced story of his remarkable childhood. This book is refreshingly free of anything recent—no behind the scenes at the Daily Show stories!—but rather a deep zoom into South Africa in the 80s and 90s from the perspective of a mixed-race kid with a hustling single mom. The book’s 'epigraph' is the 1927 South African Immorality Act which was created “To prohibit illicit carnal intercourse between Europeans and natives and other acts in relation thereto” and then Trevor chiming in about it: “Where most children are proof of their parents’ love, I was the proof of their criminality.” He grows up in marathon church crawl Sundays, is thrown out of moving vehicles by his mom to escape gangsters, and is “five or six” when ​Nelson Mandela is released from prison​ and violence erupts around him. “The triumph of democracy over apartheid is sometimes called the Bloodless Revolution. It is called that because very little white blood was spilled. Black blood ran in the streets.” Mesmerizing and charming book told in long, sweeping stories that have a The Moth-like mix of real, strange, and profound mixed into a wonderfully sweet-and-sour slurp. Highly recommended.

4. The Women by Kristen Hannah. And now it’s time for this month’s Leslie’s Pick, a book read and recommended by the woman I’m lucky to be married to: “One of my favorite books of all time is '​The Nightingale​' by Kristen Hannah, so when my book club picked her new book for our June read I ordered it before even reading anything about it. Equally captivating, similarly a 'her-story of a major historical event,’ speckled with romance, and braided with themes of female resistance, strength, and determination amidst war, trauma, mental health challenges, and family drama, this book definitely delivers! The epic story follows Frankie as she enlists for Vietnam as a naive and hopeful nurse and dives into the graphic traumas of soldiers dying in her arms, dressing amputations and chest wounds amidst nearby explosions, and tending to innocent women and children injured by the war. She evolves into an incredible skilled front line worker and the story then follows her into her post-war challenges and beyond for a hopeful finish."

5. The Lost Subways of North America: A Cartographic Guide to the Past, Present, and What Might Have Been by Jake Berman. “Nobody’s gonna drive this lousy freeway when they can take the Red Car for a nickel.” That’s the wonderful epigraph of this book from Eddie Valiant in ‘​Who Framed Roger Rabbit​.’ Sadly, Eddie was dead wrong, as Jake Berman tells us in his Introduction when he says “I had assumed that cars in Los Angeles where just a fact of life, like beaches, palm trees, and tacos. But that wasn’t case at all. Gridlock was a choice that the people of Los Angeles had made.” A fascinating and fascinatingly obsessive book about the dream of mass transit to clear traffic and move people around futuristic metropolises and how that dream was chucked in the waste bin after World War II so we could all sit in cars in traffic jams instead. Jake zooms in on 23 North American cities and tells us stories like “a short history of a never used subway” (Cincinnati), “the mob takeover of twin city rapid transit” (Minneapolis-St. Paul), “the only city to open a subway and then close it” (Rochester), and “the subway as political football” (my hometown of Toronto). There are no winners here! Every city gets their own 10ish page red-faced history of the highs and (mostly) lows of their subway system—racist votes, illegal campaigns and all—complete with endless colorful pages of beautiful subway maps and old posters. Ultimately about what might have been, the book does an incredible job of filling in a history too few people know about.

6. Is This ‘One Of Those Days,’ Daddy? by Lynn Johnston. For 29 years from 1979 to 2008 Lynn Johnston created a cartoon strip unlike any other with the contemporary vaguely suburban, vaguely Canadian family of Ellie, John, Michael, and Elizabeth Patterson growing up in real-time alongside readers. The strip was read in thousands of papers, meaning it had one of those pre-social media followings in the millions. If you grew up with “For Better Or For Worse” you know how special it was—with simple strips complemented by weightier issues like midlife crises, divorces, bullying, and the coming out of Lawrence, Michael’s best friend, in 1992—more than a decade before Spain became the first country in the world to legalize gay marriage. (Even today ​only 20% of the world’s population lives somewhere gay marriage is legal​.) The strip isn’t all heavy though! Far from it. It’s both an artistic gem, with characters feeling lifelike as they invisibly grow from children to adults with children over the years, and a light-sided reflection of home life mirroring the values of the time. On Page 52 Ellie says no to her son Michael nagging her for treats in the grocery store for six panels before caving in and then concluding in a thought-bubble in the last panel with wide-open eyes of regret “Sometimes it’s a toss-up between being consistent or remaining sane.” Like Bill Watterson, Lynn Johnston elevates what a comic strip can do—in this case I feel like her greatest strength is constantly contrasting private thoughts to illuminate greater empathy towards everybody. A sample from page 99 when Michael is thinking in the first panel “I bet it’s neat being a grown-up” and then in the second panel “They can do what they want, an’ go where they want… they’re free!” before the scene opens into the third panel where Ellie and John’s silhouettes are now colored in with stressed expressions and thought bubbles reading “Bills! Bills! Cook! Clean! Organize!” and Michael concluding in the last panel “Boy … sure must be nice.” Many of the collections are out of print so it’s worth rummaging around second hand bookstores or at online shops like ​SecondSale​ or ​AbeBooks​. I love this copy I found of her second collection from ​Doug Miller Books​ complete with a December 25, 1982 inscription in cursive blue pen reading “Dearest Dad, Love + Best Wishes, Janice and Phil.”

7. Letters To His Daughter by F. Scott Fitzgerald. Maria Popova has read more ‘letters’ and ‘diaries’ than anyone I know. Perhaps more than anyone—period. (She’s talks about diaries a bit in her ​wonderful conversation with Krista Tippett​ from 2015.) Check out her posts on The Marginalian featuring the letters of ​Mary Wollstonecraft​, ​Bruce Lee​, and ​W.E.B. Dubois​. Since the only diaries I’ve ever read are from ​Anne Frank​ and ​Adrian Mole, Age 13 ¾​, I decided I needed to go a bit deeper. First I came across this wonderful ​'Letter To His 11-Year-Old Daughter In Camp'​ by F. Scott Fitzgerald, and then I went ahead and ordered the whole book! It’s out of print so I ordered a used copy online. It’s stamped “Chesterfield-Marlboro Technical Education Center Library” and I can see from the borrower card at the back that it was signed out by Barbara Brewer on March 1, 1972, Joyce Miles on March 31, 1983, and seven times in between. Written mostly to his then 17-19 year old daughter Frances—who he calls “Pie,” Darlin’,” “Darling,” “Dearest,” “Scottina,” and “Scottie”—while she was at Vassar, all the way up till he died of a heart attack at age 44 just weeks before she graduated. In the flap copy the publishers say Fitzgerald was “trying to maintain his integrity and hope as a writer to be both father and mother, mainly by long distance, to his only child.” Writing from MGM Studios in Hollywood on November 25, 1938 he writes “I never blame failure—there are too many complicated situations in life—but I am absolutely merciless toward lack of effort.” There’s a wonderfully erudite 1930s father-daughter tone throughout like when he writes “Your letter was a masterpiece of polite evasion” or cautions her about working too hard at the school play: “Amateur work is fun but the price for it is just simply tremendous. In the end you get ‘Thank you’ and that’s all.” But the best letter in the lot might be from his daughter! She writes the 'Introduction' and begins by saying “In my next incarnation, I may not choose again to be the daughter of a Famous Author. The pay is good, and there are fringe benefits, but the working conditions are too hazardous. People who live entirely by the fertility of their imaginations are fascinating, brilliant, and often charming, but they should be sat next to at dinner parties, not lived with.” She drops melancholic-twinged observations. “Good writers are essentially muckrackers, exposing the scandalous condition of the human soul.” And “I was an imaginary daughter, as fictional as one of his early heroines.” But eventually, generously, concluding: “Listen carefully to my father, now. Because what he offers is good advice, and I’m sure if he hadn’t been my own father that I loved and ‘hated’ simultaneously, I would have profited by it and be the best educated, most attractive, most successful, most faultless woman on earth today.—Scottie Lanahan” She sounds pretty faultless to me! Published in 1963 with Scottie’s intro added in 1965. A wonderful peek into a fascinating private relationship.

8. There is no 8! Just our regular loot bag of links. Surgeon General ​Vivek Murthy​ calls for ​health warnings on social media​. I really like this simple but powerful Icelandic ​anti-drunk driving ad​. Who's going to ​start this dating site​? John Green is figuring out ​what to share online​ after 20 years of self-promotion. A cerebral, vulnerable, slightly navel-gazey but genuinely fascinating ​chat​ between Amy Poehler and Dax Shepard. Anti-aging obsessive Bryan Johnson is ​selling snake oil​. Brad Stuhlberg wants us to invest in ​relationships and community​. And Tomas Peuyo issues a ​state of AI update​ that asks, "What would you do if you had 8 years left to live?"


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Neil Pasricha's Monthly Book Club - May 2024

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Hey everyone,

It's hot and drippy in Toronto and I've been thinking again about what it means to live intentionally and at a more human pace. I just wrote a new post ​about escaping the algorithm​ and revisited the wonderful 'Team Human' by Douglas Rushkoff as you'll see in the reviews below.

I also spent time this month with wonderful souls in new places. One goal we've had for 3 Books since we started six years ago was tapping into street smarts—street wisdom!—from everyday people like ​bartenders​, ​variety store owners​, ​Uber drivers​, and ​nurses​.

In that spirit I just released a This American Life-ish conversation on ​'bullets, bruises, and babies'​ with three people I met driving around St. Louis and also spoke this week to a room of 6500 ICU and ER nurses in Denver. Stretched to the brink in a broken system I heard tales of heartbreak, overwork, and overwhelm on the front lines. It feels more important than ever we keep talking to each other—through books, in-person chats, and any rich veins of conversation we discover on our own journeys.

I hope this monthly book club—coming to you the last Saturday morning of the month for 90 months in a row now—can be a rich vein for you as it has been for me. Reply anytime to let me know what rich veins you're trusting and relying on in your own life these days.

And now—let's get to the books!

Neil


1. Martyr! by Kaveh Akbar. See if the opening paragraph of this debut novel by Iranian-American poet Kaveh Akbar grabs you like it did for me: “Maybe it was that Cyrus had done the wrong drugs in the right order, or the right drugs in the wrong order, but when God finally spoke back to him after twenty-seven years of silence, what Cyrus wanted more than anything else was a do-over. Clarification. Lying on his mattress that smelled like piss and Febreze, Cyrus stared up at the room’s single light bulb, willing it to blink again, willing God to confirm that the bulb’s flicker had been a divine action and not just the old apartment’s trashy wiring.” The first third of the book flew by for me in a wonderfully told story of a wannabe-writer in Indianapolis whose mom died in a senseless military-trial-gone-wrong type of plane explosion over the Persian Gulf and whose dad skirted by in America killing chickens on a factory farm. What happens after the first third? The book got … heavy. Akbar started weaving in all kinds of chapters from new perspectives: Cyrus’s mom’s lesbian encounters in the 80s, dream sequences with Rumi, and little bits of Cyrus’s novel-in-progress throughout. Still, I recommend this book for the sentences. So many glorious sentences. Akbar clearly chipped away at it for a long time as it has a Steve Toltz 'A Fraction of the Whole' (​2/2023​) style of wordy acrobatics. And, I will add without giving anything away, the book does 'pay off' nicely in the end.

2. Team Human by Douglas Rushkoff. I’m in a Douglas Rushkoff mood lately. I just ​wrote about him​ in a new blog post and revisited our conversation in ​Chapter 83 of 3 Books before pulling his wonderful 2019 manifesto ‘Team Human’ off my shelf. This book has the force of a train. A fiery, breathless, culture-shifting manifesto told in 100 tight, short essays, which I learned he modeled after the wonderful ‘Finite and Infinite Games’ (​8/2022​). It all ultimately adds up to a takedown of “the antihuman agenda embedded in our technology, our markets, and our major cultural institutions" and, for me, is a reminder to "find the others" and seek out deep human connection in the face of an increasingly anti-human world. We need Douglas’s voice right now. Check out his podcast Team Human, his eponymous ​Substack​ and, of course, this wonderful book. Highly recommended.

3. Figuring by Maria Popova. “How, in this blink of existence bookended by nothingness, do we attain completeness of being?” That’s a question that comes up early in this book and it sort of umbrellas over everything Maria Popova puts out—from this book to her live sciencey-poetry ​Universe in Verse events​ to her wonderfully 18-year-running, flowering-in-all-directions site The Marginalian (formerly called Brainpickings). In this book she zooms up a level and tells a fascinating history of arts and science told through deeply engaging and endlessly braided tales of the artists and scientists themselves. They’re not linear stories, though, because as she writes: “Lives are lived in parallel and perpendicular, fathomed nonlinearly, figured not in the straight graphs of ‘biography’ but in many-sided, many-splendored diagrams.” So we get many-sided diagrams of figures like Johannes Kepler, Maria Mitchell, Rachel Carson, Emily Dickinson, and Ralph Waldo Emerson, told with an entrancing spell of Maria’s particular brand of poetic narrative with endless snips and clips of letters, speeches, and writings weaved in. I love the posture of this book. It's like Maria herself: fiercely intelligent, deeply humanist, very… macro-orthogonal. Maria has often called literature “the original Internet” and her ability to dive deeper and wider than anyone else is on full display here. The book gave me wonder, perspective and, like everything Maria, a great deal of heart.

4. Smithsonian Field Guide to the Birds of North America by Ted Floyd. I have a lot of field guides “to the birds.” My favorites are my hyper-regional 'Birds of Ontario' (​6/2020​) and the completist masterpiece 'Sibley Birds East' (​3/2021​). But I have a lot of others: guides for places I want to visit ('A Guide to the Birds of India, Pakistan, and Nepal'), guides I’ve received as gifts, and even a wonderfully water-stained copy of Roger Peterson's ‘​A Field Guide To The Birds​’ which ​Leslie’s grandmother​ left me. (Side note: I recently learned Peterson is credited with starting “field identification,” like as a thing, with the original 1934 ‘A Field Guide To the Birds.’) If you’re new to birding, you need a field guide. If you’re new to field guides, it’s easy to take ​J. Drew Lanham’s​ advice and grab one at a second hand shop. The birds don’t change—​even if their names may soon​! So what is it about this field guide that I love? Photos! That's it. This one has photos. Every single other field guide I have has drawings or paintings, but this has over 2000 photos of all 730 North American species! A must-add to the field guide collection.

5. It’s Perfectly Normal: Changing Bodies, Growing Up, Sex, and Sexual Health by Robie H. Harris and illustrated by Michael Emberley. And now it’s time for this month’s Leslie’s Pick! Over to Leslie: “What I would give for a landline in the kitchen and cable TV in the living room over this technologically-charged-matrix our kids are growing up in!! One area we're trying hardest to protect our kids from an ‘internet education’ is sexual education. I remember learning so much about how my body, hormones, emotions, and relationships were changing from books my Mom got me and so I’m trying to do the same for our kids. This book is geared to children 10 and up and gives details about both male and female puberty, how to understand strong feelings and sexual desires, why it’s important to talk to your doctor about sexually transmitted diseases, laws around abortion and the importance about talking about sexual abuse. It even dives into how to get information AND stay safe on the internet. If you’re thinking these topics feel too advanced to discuss with your 10-year-old, as someone who teaches health to elementary school students, I’m here to tell you they’re not. My best advice is to start the sex conversations early and just keep them short and sweet. Many tiny honest questions grow into bigger conversations and help keep the doors open. From the same authors, there is ‘​It’s Not The Stork​’ (for 4 and up) and ‘​It's So Amazing​’ (for 7 and up). If you need inspiration on what to talk about when, check out this ​resource​. If we wait until the teen years it’ll be harder and more awkward for everyone and our kids will likely look somewhere else like (ugh) unsafe corners of the internet. So, if you have a 10 to 14-year-old and want to dive into giving a sex education at home, reading this together is a great place to start.”

6. ‘What A Major Solar Storm Could Do To Our Planet’ by Kathryn Schulz. A few weeks ago a friend of mine who lives in suburban Ontario sent our grouptext pictures of the Northern Lights…from his backyard. He’d never seen them from his place before but it was the same day as that news report surfaced warning people of a “solar storm.” What’s a solar storm? Exactly! What is a solar storm? I had no idea till I waded into this epic 8200-word New Yorker feature from Kathryn Schulz which helps explain. Basically, five years ago FEMA made a list of possible disasters and found that only two could simultaneously affect the entire nation. One is pandemics (they nailed that one!) and the other is a severe solar storm. Schulz reminds us that “the sun is an enormous thermonuclear bomb that has been exploding continuously for four and a half billion years” and whose inner workings we’re only figuring out now. She tells a compelling history of notable solar storms throughout history (all before our now-susceptible power and satellite grids were in place) through the profile of the “space-weather forecaster” Ken Tegnell. A great primer on an issue that feels soon-to-be-frequently-discussed.

7. Be Prepared: A Practical Handbook for New Dads by Gary Greenberg and Jeannie Hayden. Before we had kids Leslie read a pile of parenting books. Me, I read … just this one. Somebody passed it along and the opening spread made me laugh. (Click the pic ​on this page​ to see it.) On the left: “What Your Newborn Won’t Look Like,” with a drawing of a cuddly, giggling 3-month old baby and, on the right, “What Your Newborn Will Look Like,” with a dark, crying newborn with labels like “cone-shaped head from squeezing through the womb,” “lanugo—fuzzy hair on face, back, and shoulders. This will eventually disappear,” and “skinny, structurally unsound legs.” I have bought so many copies of this book and passed it along to any dad-to-be. It’s so eminently readable and has a lot of tidbits and advice I used for months and years after. The book divides up the the first year of baby and 0-3 months includes topics like “Coping with Crying,” which explains how to tell between six different types of cries, “Wrestling The Breast Pump,” and “A Guy’s Guide to Strollers.” By the time you get to 10-12 months there are advanced topics like “Babies and Restaurants,” “Advanced Changing” and, my favorite, “The Decoy Drawer.” Greenberg writes: “Somehow the baby senses the power your electronic gear possesses and will take every opportunity to seize and/or destroy them. You decide to buy the baby colorful plastic versions of their own but, of course, the baby immediately throws aside the imposters and goes back to the genuine articles. That’s why you need to create a decoy drawer full of old phones, remotes, wallets, keys, and credit cards. The drawer should be at a good baby height and all items need to be real but non-functioning. That way when baby opens the drawer they think they found the mother lode.” Surprisingly rich with a light and funny tone throughout.

8. City Parks: A stroll around the world’s most beautiful public spaces by Christopher Beanland. Have you heard of ‘​The Crane Index​’? It’s a construction industry-produced metric to track the number of active cranes in 14 major cities across North America. Guess what city is number one and has been for years? My hometown! Toronto’s skyline is ​currently dotted with 221 operating cranes​. To put that in perspective numbers 2, 3, and 4 on the list are LA with 50, Seattle with 38, and Calgary with 20. “They paved paradise and put up a parking lot,” sang Joni Mitchell in ‘​Big Yellow Taxi​,’ and sometimes walking around Toronto these days you can almost feel the grass screaming. It was in that spirit I picked up this gorgeous visual escape into the greatest, grandest, grassiest city parks around the world. Organized by continent, the book gives lush 2-4 page spreads of each park along with a quick view of each from strong voiced globe-trotting park lover Christopher Beanland. When I first cracked open the book I checked my home country for credibility. There are precisely two Canadian parks in the book: Stanley Park in Vancouver and Mount Royal in Montreal. Biggies! Not a single park from Toronto but maybe that’s just how high the bar is here. ​Central Park​ in New York, ​Millennium Park​ in Chicago, ​Griffith Park​ in LA, that’s the scope of things. Here’s a snip of Beanland writing about ​Peace Memorial Park​ in Hiroshima, Japan, one of the few in the book I’ve actually visited: “Cemeteries are the most obvious examples of parks dedicated to death, but many memorial and peace parks dot the world too. Hiroshima’s brings together a collection of formal landscapes and tranquil gardens to memorialize that which was the opposite of both of those things: horror and slaughter on a previously unimaginable scale. But the language is telling: this is a Peace Park where the catastrophe of the atomic explosion of 1945 is seen as a warning to future generations, that the way and weapons of mass destruction must be avoided. Contains modernism museums and sculptures surrounded by lawns and trees. A mound at the centre contains the ashes of tens of thousands, peace bells toll to remind us, and the miraculously surviving A-Bomb Dome stands as a kind of monument to a human spirit that could not be crushed.” A wonderful coffee-table book to zoom us out of concrete jungles.

9. There is no 9! Just a little loot bag of links. Adam Grant reports on a study showing ​'banning smartphones in schools is good for learning and well-being.'​ We have to keep the pressure on to pull back from the tipping point. I didn't realize US birth rates are at the ​lowest level ever recorded​. I've been thinking on a parenting blog post Book Clubber Debbie S sent me called '​Pirates and Kings​' and enjoyed escaping this month listening to '​Living Proof​' by The War on Drugs and watching Jerry Seinfeld's funny and wise ​commencement speech to Duke University grads​.


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Neil Pasricha's Monthly Book Club - April 2024

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Hey everyone,

Happy April!

The world is tilting away from social media. Can you feel it? It feels good. It feels so good.

Let’s get to the books!

Neil

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1. The Anxious Generation: How the Great Rewiring of Childhood Is Causing an Epidemic of Mental Illness by Jonathan Haidt. Do you remember when nobody had cell phones? You’d spend half an hour at dinner trying to ​remember the name of that guy​ from that movie. You had to actually whistle at the corner of the street to get a ride home. And, my favorite, you just never knew where anyone was—pretty much ever. Pre-tracking, pre-surveilling, pre-obsessing-over-your-kids-whereabouts. Then twang! Culture snapped backwards. Partly because of the well-catalogued rise in the 1980s of 24/7 news and fear-based child abduction stories to hook us to the screens. Ensuing protectionism was accelerated by smartphones, then a pandemic, and now: we got issues. Higher than ever ​anxiety​, higher than ever ​depression​, higher than ever ​loneliness​. If we’re not careful we’ll end up like ​that scene in WALL-E​, riding our fat ships, sipping soylent, while being endlessly titillated by ​total entertainment forever​. But once in a while, once in a moment, a culture-defining book shows up at a culture-defining time to pull us back from the brink. To pull us back from fully hard-wiring ourselves into the matrix. That book is the wonderful ‘The Anxious Generation’ by NYU professor and brilliant thinker Jonathan Haidt (pronounced "height"). Yes, I said as I read this book, yes, yes, yes, yes. This is it! A deeply clear, deeply researched, deeply, dare I say, obvious clarion call for no smartphones before high school, no social media before 16, entirely-phone-free schools, and a callback to open play for our kids instead of programmed safe-robot childhoods. (Jon even does a three-page photo spread on the value of ​old, dangerous playground equipment​. His rant on rusty merry-go-rounds was speaking my ​looooooove language​.) I love this book. I think you should buy it. By the dozen! By the skid! I am writing right now at my local coffee shop with the book sitting beside me and so far three people have come up asking me about the book. It’s hitting the zeitgeist hard—bang!—right when we need it most. Two people have just flipped through the book reading some of my highlights and I’d love to invite you to do the same. Here is ​part one of my highlights​. Here is ​part two​. I might post another. The whole book will be yellow soon! I just love Jon’s thoughts in here and, TBH, I think they could be stronger. I think a smartphone—like, access to the entire unfiltered world of anything and everything—should be age 16 not 14, so I’m arguing for eleventh grade not ninth grade as he is proposing. (Cal Newport ​agrees​, btw.) But let’s start somewhere! This book delivers many things including a much-needed slap to the face of tech companies who inadvertently, then advertently, began messing up our kids. Started innocently! On page 3 Jon writes: “… in 2008 my two-year-old son mastered the touch-and-swipe interface of my first iPhone. Many parents were relieved to find that a smartphone or tablet could keep a child happily engaged and quiet for hours. Was this safe? Nobody knew, but because everyone else was doing it, everyone just assumed that it must be okay.” But then, looking back from years later: “Companies that strive to maximize ‘engagement’ by using psychological tricks to keep young people clicking were the worst offenders. They hooked children during vulnerable developmental stages, while their brains were rapidly rewiring in response to incoming stimulation. This included social media companies, which inflicted their greatest damage on girls, and video game companies and pornography sites, which sank their hooks deepest into boys.” Wait, did they know what they were doing? They did! On page 227 Sean Parker, first president of Facebook, says “How do we consume as much of your time and conscious attention as possible?” and then goes on to share how he, Zuckerberg, Systrom et al “understood this consciously. And we did it anyway. God only knows what it's doing to our children’s brains.” On page 230 Jon shows us Zuckerberg’s market-based approach. He writes: “In August 2019, I had a video call with Mark Zuckerberg… I told him that when my children started middle school, they each said that most of the kids in their class (who were 10 or 11 at the start of sixth grade) had Instagram accounts. I asked Zuckerberg what he planned to do about that. He said, ‘But we don’t allow anyone under 13 to open an account.’ I told him that before our call I had created a fake account for a fictional 13-year-old girl and I encountered no attempt to verify my age claim. He said, ‘We’re working on that.’ While writing this chapter (in August 2023), I effortlessly created another fake account. There is still no age verification, even though age verification techniques have gotten much better in the last four years, nor is there any disincentive for preteens to lie about their age.” Go get ’em, Jon! Get ready to smash your router with a hammer and take your kids to the park after reading how our social interactions have, for millions of years, been embodied, synchronous, one-to-one or one-to-several, with a high bar for entry or exit. Whereas now we have slathered ourselves so deeply digital that social relationships have become disembodied, asynchronous, one-to-many, with a low bar for entry and exit. No wonder we are lonely! (Which is, no biggie, ​worse for our health than smoking 15 cigarettes a day​, according to this report from Surgeon General ​Vivek Murthy​.) Paraphrasing Esther Perel: ​'We got a thousand friends online but nobody to feed our cat.'​ Tightly written, endlessly punctuated with charts, with every chapter nicely summarized with a perfect bullet-point one-pager, this book is designed for max skimmability. You could honestly just flip past the 100 graphs and get the story. This is a rallying cry and anti-tech manifesto which offers new ways of living that look an awful lot like old ways of living. I am continuing to work with my school and public school board to ​get cell phones out of schools​. I am asking my city councillor for more ‘loose parts’ playgrounds instead of neon-red Safe-T-Shapes that no one likes. I am sending ​the wonderful work from the Let Grow movement to my public school board's Director of Education​ while also working hard with Leslie to give my kids longer and longer ranges so they can grow up untethered and antifragile. I have a long way to go but this book is nitro to get there. As Jon says in the very last three sentences of the book: “The Great Rewiring of Childhood, from play-based to phone-based, has been a catastrophic failure. It’s time to end the experiment. Let’s bring our children home.” Amen. Listen to my 2022 chat with Jon in his kitchen, over his wife’s delicious Korean food, ​right here​. Read my favorite pages from the book ​here​ and ​here​. Tell your neighbors about the book. Tell your friends! Tell your principals! Let’s keep the movement building. This book has been at the top of The New York Times bestseller list every single week since it came out a month ago and is currently #1 overall non-fiction book in the world on Amazon. WE HAVE LIFTOFF! Get a copy from your local indie bookstore, from the ​library​, from Jon's site ​directly​, from my ​non-commission-link-splitter​. Just get it! Highly recommended.

2. Goodbye, Galleria by Shari Kasman. I’ve been feeling mall-nostalgic lately. They’re bashing them down all around me. The people demand luxury condo skyscrapers! The $3 million dollar condo crowd simply will not rest till they get brand-name sinks on the 37th story! So malls are going. Fare thee well. Headed the way of the ​Passenger Pigeon​. Mall loss makes me sad. Not just for nostalgia! For community. Malls fostered and made deeply inclusive space for warmth, rest, and connection across society. The malls I grew up with were always strata-slicing not disparity-amplifying. They weren’t for rich people. They weren’t for poor people. They were for people. When we were little my sister and I would be led by our parents through Eaton’s or The Bay, past the perfume-sprayers, out onto the embossed-brown-circles-on-brown-vinyl long ramp up and into a world of Fabriclands, Grand&Toys, and Coles Bookstores, before getting Manhattan Fries in a paper box with a tiny wooden fork or, sometimes, sitting on Santa’s lap. I miss the Rave Rave Rave in the Five Points Mall, the dark and long Oshawa Centre, and the forever-sandy floors at the Whitby Mall. We’d walk past old men with hairy shoulders in white tank tops on wooden benches outside the barber shop while moms with their hair in buns and open-buttoned winter jackets swerved strollers with big plastic bags hanging off the ends. This evocative photo journal by Shari Kasman gave me rushing wistfulness, blurry memories, and bittersweet nostalgia as she catalogues a two-year Halcyon Day period in the life of the Galleria Mall, which opened at the corner of Dufferin and Dupont in downtown Toronto in 1972. She writes: “Arcade games, rides, and candy dispensers that once lined the corridors are gone, and sheets of paper cover store-front windows formerly inhabited by fashionable mannequins. The food counter has vanished, and parts of the ceiling have been torn down, revealing the mall’s guts: wiring and ductwork. Even the iconic brown floor tiles have started to disappear.” There are shots of faded Zellers signs and we cruise past stores with names like Smoker’s Choice, Vic’s Fashion Jewelry, Health Food, and !nk Smart. The book is a twinge mocking but the tone wasn’t strong enough to negatively affect my read-feel. I know I’ll keep picking it up for the rest of my life whenever I suddenly feel like walking through a mall of my childhood. Thank you for this gift, Shari. And thank you to new downtown Toronto indie bookstore ​Flying Books​ for displaying it at the cash. Highly recommended.

3. Born Standing Up: A Comic’s Life by Steve Martin. I walked over to visit my friend ​Michael Bungay-Stanier​ (The Coaching Habit) the other night and got there early. There was a ​Little Free Library​ across the street so I snapped open the magnet-attached door and found a pristine copy of this book inside. I have never seen a Jerry Seinfeld blurb on a book before and this one jumped out: “One of the best books about comedy and being a comedian ever written,” says the comedy king. So I picked it up! What is the book? A 17-year-old memoir by then-62-year-old Steve Martin, entirely written with a comic’s keen eye for economy. Short, tight sentences from The School of Cormac McCarthy. Steve tells a straight-faced, occasionally funny, always honest story of what might seem like a relatively benign life ordering magic tricks out of the back of a magazine and getting a job at the joke shop and, later, having panic attacks on weed and reconnecting with his family. But nothing sounds benign through Steve Martin’s lens. And what helps make the book special are endlessly weaved in morsels of from-my-later-years wisdom. He sounds a bit like the invisible narrator of ‘​The Wonder Years​’ and always comes across as humble and open-hearted. On page 27: “… my mother grew more and more submissive to my father in order to avoid his temper. Timid and secretive, she whispered her thoughts to me with the caveat ‘Now, don’t tell anyone I said that,’ filling me with a belief, which took years to correct, that it was dangerous to express one’s true opinion.” He shares his values. On page 34, after getting the job at the joke shop: “I harbored a secret sense of superiority over my teenage peers who had suntans, because I knew it meant they weren’t working.” He shares regrets. Page 46, after hitting the road as a struggling weird-magician playing to near-empty rooms: “When I moved out of the house at eighteen, I rarely called home to check up on my parents or tell them how I was doing. Why? The answer shocks me as I write it: I didn’t know I was supposed to.” He shares thoughts on comedy: “All entertainment is or is about to become old-fashioned,” and, “The more physically uncomfortable the audience, the bigger the laughs.” He talks about non-obvious ingredients to success: “Despite a lack of natural ability, I did have the one element necessary to all early creativity: naïveté, that fabulous quality that keeps you from knowing just how unsuited you are for what you are about to do.” And his later chapters on wrestling with fame are spectacular and must-read for anyone navigating dynamics of public attention. Tightly squeezed, highly concentrated, and double-spaced with lots of photos so the 204 pages feel breezy. Sometimes when you’re walking across town to your buddy’s place and completely mistime it you are lucky enough to discover a wonderful book. Highly recommended.

4. Five Little Indians by Michelle Good. And now it’s time for this month’s Leslie’s Pick, a book personally chosen and recommended by my wife. Over to you, Les! “Five Little Indians is a heartbreaking, hope-filled, empathy-expanding book about five survivors of Canada’s ​residential schools​. The story follows Kenny, Lucy, Clara, Howie, and Maisie’s lives as they are released from their detainment and struggle, with great determination, to find safety and some way forward. Their lives weave and interconnect through themes of resilience, the dire impacts of childhood trauma, healing, and perseverance. Since I closed the book I haven’t stopped thinking about each of them and how their stories represent so many other people whose childhoods were stolen from them, so many others who are struggling today because of how they were mistreated as children, and how incredibly damning childhood trauma is. This book should be required reading for every Canadian as we work to come to terms with the horrors that happened here in Canada and somehow use the lessons of the past to work toward protecting children around the world from violence, control, and mistreatment.”

5. Sideways Stories from Wayside School by Louis Sacher. I remember being 8 years old thinking I didn’t like books. I remember I used to! But suddenly I didn’t like reading anymore. My librarian at Sunset Heights Public School, Mrs. Farrell, had shocks of wild maroon and black hair and thick glasses, and she said “Neil, you just haven’t found the right book.” She guided me through the metallic wire bookshelves full of crinkly laminated paperbacks and picked up ‘Sideways Stories from Wayside School’ and handed it to me. The book blew my mind! Funny, absurd, transgressive, a bit deranged, it represented a way I was coming to see the world. I loved it right from the four sentences on the back cover: “There’d been a terrible mistake. Wayside School was supposed to be built with thirty classrooms all next to each other in a row. Instead, they build the classrooms one on top of each other … thirty stories tall! (The builder said he was very sorry.)” One important note: If you get the book I recommend the version illustrated by Julie Brinkloe. Each of the 30 chapters, for each of the 30 students on the 30th story of Wayside School, is opened with a cherubic, Fox Trotty-style cartoon from Julie that (to me) perfectly matches the tone of the book. The book was written in 1978 and the Brinkloe art was commissioned by Avon Books for this 1985 edition. Later editions make the art too abstract and surreal. So I say find Sideways Stories from your local used bookstore—or from online used seller Abe Books! Btw, I put Louis Sacher and this book in the Acknowledgements for The Book of Awesome in 2010 and was lucky enough to meet him in 2020 when we sat down for a 3 Books interview​. (Turns out a lot of his absurdism was inspired by ‘Nine Stories’ by J.D. Salinger! (​6/2020​))

6. Alphabetical Diaries by Sheila Heti. This is not a book. It is a piece of modern art…wrapped in a book. Sheila Heti, author of Pure Colour and Motherhood, has pulled off an incredible feat: She typed up 500,000 words from a decade’s worth of journals in Microsoft Excel, kept them all in their original ‘sentence form’ but ignored all paragraphs and dates, and then—poof, magic!—sorted all the sentences … alphabetically. “How much I enjoy pleasure. How much pleasure there is in just sitting around, writing, eating and reading. How nice it is to contemplate new things for a change, and how good it would be to do that every day, just as last night we contemplated the stars, another day it could be a tree; how many experiences are available to us in the nearest vicinity that we do not grasp hold of, let alone all those experiences at a further distance. How nice it is to have all these lovers, whatever happens with them. How nice it would be if one could actually rely on them. How random life is!” Um…wow, Sheila, you keep good diary. Flip this magic trick open to any page and you are met with a twisted sour-sweet combination of banality, wisdom, sultriness, and little confessions or ideas towards ever-so-slightly better living. Everything is mixed together and shared unflinchingly through the cloak provided by the alphabetization. Here are the book’s opening 3 sentences: “A book about how difficult it is to change, why we don’t want to, and what is going on in our brain. A book can be about more than one thing, like a kaleidoscope, it can have many things that coalesce into one thing, different strands of a story, the attempt to do several, many, more than one thing at a time, since a book is kept together by its binding. A book like a shopping mart, all the selections.” There are 25 chapters in the book because she didn’t start a single sentence in 10 years with the letter X. Here’s how ‘chapter’ B starts: “Back at his place, he showed me pictures of his ex-girlfriend, and I talked to him about Lars. Back home, I just lay in my room alone and masturbated, content with my mediocrity. Bad metaphor, humans as machines.” Now while it may sound like putting together this book was a simple task it was clearly lonnnnnng-simmered—boiled down, down, down for years, years, years. By my count this book is around 50,000 words which means 90% of the diary was thoughtfully chiseled away to leave the glittering silhouettey-statue that remains. Brave, daring, vulnerable, tender, funny, sexy and always a little wonderfully askew, this is a deeply insightful, Instagram-fracturing diary of a novelist thoughtfully coming of age downtown in the 2010s. Highly recommended.

7. The Log from the Sea of Cortez by John Steinbeck. This is one of the most wonderful and wonderfully unusual books I have ever read. First up, Steinbeck! You know Johnny Steinbeck. Pulitzer-Prize winning author of 'East of Eden' (​03/2017​), '​Of Mice and Men​', and '​The Grapes of Wrath​'. But did you know that in 1940, after controversy erupted around The Grapes of Wrath (“Communist! Labor-sympathizer! Socialist!”), Johnny decided to say eff y’all and ship out. Literally. He and his pal Edward F. Ricketts (the basis of the character ‘Doc’ in ‘​Cannery Row​’ five years later) hailed a little sardine boat called the Western Flyer, together with its hilarious never-working-properly side boat, and then went on a slightly bizarre, world-connecting, animal-collecting, pattern-seeing, often meditative, and occasionally brain-burstingly philosophical 4000 mile voyage around the Baja peninsula (aka the big long pinky-finger down the left side of Mexico), into the Gulf of California which, I learned, is also known as The Sea of Cortez. The book is arranged in a series of vivid diary entries through March and April 1940. There are so many wonderful pull-quotes I want to share with you that I turned them into an ​entirely separate blog post and posted it right here​. Steinbeck’s thoughts on pelicans, sea lions, the military complex, the turning tides of time, teleology (which was our ​Word of the Chapter with Cal Newport​!), and much, much more. The book is coated in all kinds of intros, outros, and appendices, none of which I read. But the journal entries—wow, they take you right there. If you want to sail a boat around Baja eighty years ago, this is the book for you. Highly recommended.

8. Little House in the Big Woods by Laura Ingalls Wilder. I first came to this book via Gretchen Rubin, who called it one of her 3 most formative books way, way back in the ​Paleolithic era of the podcast​. I’ve since found it to be the perfect chapter book to read aloud with burgeoning brains. I just read it with my five-year-old who was enraptured throughout. It begins: “Once upon a time, sixty years ago, a little girl lived in the Big Woods of Wisconsin, in a little gray house of logs. The great, dark trees of the Big Woods stood all around the house, and beyond them were more trees. As far as a man could go to the north in a day, or a week, or a whole month, there was nothing but woods. There were no houses. There were no roads. There were no people. There were only trees and the wild animals who had their homes among them.” Sounds like not much goes down! But ah, that’s where you’re wrong. Panther attacks and smoking fish in trees and playing catch with pig bladders—it all goes down in the very first volume of the nine-book “Little House” series which begins with this 1932 classic. Make sure you get the version illustrated by Garth Williams! We just made that mistake with the sequel ‘Little House on the Prairie,’ which we’re reading now. Had to exchange our tiny, fine-print edition for 18-point font version with good ol' Garth’s drawings. (Who, I just learned, did ‘Charlotte's Web’ (​2/2020​) and ‘Stuart Little,’ too!). Anyway, back to 'Little House in the Big Woods': A vivid, highly detailed, unforgettable photo tableau of life in Wisconsin in the 1800s. Highly recommended.

9. There is no 9! Just our regular loot bag of links. First up, I just released a long-form chat with Cal Newport and it’s one of my ​early experiments on YouTube​. (You can listen on ​Apple​ or ​Spotify​, if you prefer.) An interesting way to look at ‘2000 years of economic history ​in one chart​.’ 'Nature' writes a ​critical review of Jon Haidt's book​ and he ​responds on Twitter​. A few smart things Morgan Housel ​has read lately​. 10 hidden Mac features ​you didn’t know existed​. One more shoutout to check out the ​Let Grow movement​ and, of course, ​‘The Anxious Generation.’​ I am getting more into street art and street love and am enjoying the ​Toronto Sign Reimagination Unit​, the wandering exploits of Toronto-based street artist ​Lewis Mallard​ (who dresses up like a duck and quacks across the city), and the incredible street murals created by fellow bird aficionado ​Nick Sweetman​ (I mean, ​come on​!).

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