What I'm Reading: The Song of Achilles (and Little Women)

What are you reading right now? (And, is it good? Would you recommend it? How did you choose it?)

  I have so many books on my bedside table right now, but the one sitting right here next to me is The Song of Achilles, by Madeline Miller. I had never heard of it (yep, I've been a little out of the loop) until Care announced a Read-Along. I'd been wanting to join a read-along but most of the ones I'd come across either didn't appeal to me (*cough*StephenKing*cough*) or I couldn't get the book in time (Quiet--I'm still sad about missing that one. I may have to do my own catch-up post when my library copy finally comes in).

Anyway--The Song of Achilles. So good! Miller interweaves her knowledge of history/the classics with a damned fine story. She intersperses just enough tidbits of the Greek language to keep the reader solidly rooted in Greece without overdoing it. And the characters! I've always liked Odysseus, but in this book he's actually one of my least favorite--which is not to say I dislike him, but that the others have come alive for me in such surprising ways.

[There is still time to join the read-along. Care's first post will be this weekend, and the pages fly by so if you got the book today you will catch up quickly. I will most likely be posting updates on Worducopia's Facebook page as well]
 

Evan and I are on the final chapter of Little Women, and we are ready to move on, but as he says, "It's been a good long reading adventure." 

I already knew that I loved the book, having read it as a girl. But reading it with my boy has made me love him just that little bit more than I already did--for his appreciation of the humor in the language, and his recognition of the inherent sexism in some of Alcott's moralizing tangents, and most of all for his middle-of-the-book exclamation, "It's not that I want a ton of romance, but when are Laurie and Jo ever going to get together?!" Yes. But then it all works out, differently than a 12 year old expects it to but still perfectly, and there are life lessons in that which have lasted me into adulthood.

What are you reading right now? 

What I'm Reading: Little Women (Louisa May Alcott)

Evan and I are plowing through Little Women and having a great time of it. It's funnier than I remembered--or maybe some of the 1868 humor went over my head when I was a kid. Evan gets it, though.

One of the best things about reading aloud together (besides the quiet time snuggling all cozy under a blanket) is that he asks questions I wouldn't have thought to ask. I tend to breeze right over things I don't know, without even realizing it. Here are a few things we've learned.

What's a tin kitchen?

Jo's desk up here was  an old tin kitchen, which hung against the wall. In it she kept her papers and a few books, safely shut away from Scrabble*, who, being likewise of a literary turn, was fond a making a circulatory library of such books as were left in his way, by eating the leaves.

*(Scrabble is the "pet" rat that lives in the attic)

Reproduction of a 19th century tin kitchen,
made by Historic Housefitters

A tin kitchen was used for cooking on the hearth. Meat would be placed inside on a spit, and the heat of the fire would enter through the open side and be reflected off the closed tin, making for quick and even roasting.

All the pictures I found of tin kitchens are rounded like the one pictured here. It seems like a rounded desk would be difficult for writing on! But I think that adds to the charm, and determination, of the little office Jo has set up for herself in the attic.

What did treadmill mean, back then?

"I dare say; but nothing pleasant ever does  happen in this family," said Meg, who was out of sorts. "We go grubbing along day to day, without a bit of change, and very little fun. We might as well be in a treadmill."

As Evan pointed out, exercise gyms don't seem like the type of thing folks invested in, back in Civil War times. So what type of treadmill was Meg referring to? We found two different possibilities.

Photo from History of the Treadmill

 The first was an animal-powered device. Dogs, horses, or sheep could power a cream-separator, washing machine, churner, or saw. Similar treadmills have been used to train horses, or sled dogs for an Arctic expedition.

Photo from the National Archives of the U.K.

Treadmills were also used by humans, but not by choice. In Victorian-era prisons, prisoners were forced to walk for hours to grind grain. Something similar to a treadmill was also used as punishment, in which prisoners had to walk a certain number of steps in their cells in order to dispense their meals.

So, when Meg says she feels like she's on a treadmill, the commentary she's making about the life of a young woman without financial means is pretty darned glum. Poor Meg.

Who would have guessed that treadmills would be the wave of the future?