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Damn it, Kindle…


Every once and a while, my kindle will decide that its best function is to take up space.  It just sits there and shows me this screen in what I assume is an attempt to remind me that I need to spend more time reading outdoors.  I don’t know what causes this (automatic updates?) and I certainly don’t know what fixes it (positive thinking?), but eventually, the situation resolves itself of its own accord.  In the meantime, I am frustrated… And  reminded that a proper book has been state of the art since the printing press was invented.  Still, the kindle is a great device that I can’t help but recommend in one fashion or another.

Why People Thought The Rapture Was Coming


If you walked into a book store and saw this, what would you think?

In the interest of being thorough, I watched an entire episode of The Jersey Shore, and besides being a complete and total waste of my time, it was immediately obvious that none of the cast members (or whatever you call people on a reality show) were from New Jersey as per their EXTREMELY THICK NEW YORK CITY ACCENTS, but whatever.  Excuse me for expecting a show called “The Jersey Shore” to be populated by people from New Jersey, but I guess that’s presumption on my part – it merely takes place at the Jersey shore.

The fact that a cast member (never mind the one called ‘Snooki’) wrote a book (or more likely, had someone ghost write it for her) isn’t one of the four horsemen of the apocalypse, but it damn well should be.  Nevertheless, no rapture.  Maybe if The Situation hooks up with Ark Music Factory and drops a fresh jam, well… that might push us over the top.

Taming The Star Runner book review

Taming Of The Star RunnerDuring sixth and seventh grades, I read all of SE Hinton’s books.  Twice.  The Outsiders, That Was Then, This Is Now, Rumble Fish, Tex and finally Taming the Star Runner…  hey, can one serve someone in SE Hinton lore the way people have those dance offs?  Because I totally could.

For whatever reason, I requested a copy of Taming the Star Runner for Christmas this year, and I gobbled it up again in just a few hours – I read pretty fast, and when I’ve read the book before, I think I read a hair faster than normal.  Also, please note I use the expression ‘a hair faster,’ not to be confused with ‘a hare faster,’ which is a totally different colloquialism.  But in any case, it’s an easy read.

I’ve always thought  Taming the Star Runner was Hinton’s… I don’ t know, oddest book?  It feels the most divorced from the other ones, and not just because it doesn’t use any of her reoccurring characters.  Something is different this time around – sure, Hinton’s first four books were published between 1968 and 1979, and TtSR didn’t come out until 1988…  But it’s not just the first appearance of a little kid or a sympathetic parent figure or the fact that this is book is in 3rd person rather than first, like her previous novels…  it’s not any of those things.  It’s Travis.

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To summarize the book and it’s plot threads is not an easy feet, although the book is easy to follow. (I do maintain the first chapter or so is kind of a mess, but after that Hinton gets into a nice flow – that mess might have been intentional, as I’ll discuss below.)  Travis has to leave home and move in with his Uncle Ken after he cracks his stepfather in the head with a blunt object in a fit of anger.  Ken has a house on several acres and leases his barn to a horse trainer named Casey, who is a phenom and not much older than Travis.  He ends up at a little hick school in Nowhere, Oklahoma (it’s Oklahoma, right?  Hinton’s books always take place in Oklahoma… don’t they?) where he doesn’t fit in.  Despite receiving poor grades in English, Travis manages to sell his novel, a strange twist:  our angry, drinking, smoking, swearing and violent teenager is a sensitive artist who used to have a part-time job as a veterinary assistant.  That seems strange to me.  I get that characters don’t have to, and probably shouldn’t be, drawn flatly, but Travis is all over the damn place.  Only luck, he realizes later in the novel, saved him from killing his step father when he hit him in the head with a fire poker.  When Ken tells Travis he has to move out of the house because he threw a phone across the room during an angry conversation with his mother and nearly hit Ken’s soon to be ex-wife and young son, he reacts by bursting into tears.  You know what the tough guy says?  “I thought you liked me.”  But he gets to stay, some other stuff happens and the book ends.

(A quick word on animals and their portrayals  in this book:  it’s effing weird.  Motorboat, Travis’ cat, is, vivid and interesting.  His need for something to do – whether it’s hunting mice, hanging out at the barn or receiving attention from Travis, he’s always on the move, or trying to be.  We don’t get quite as much information about the horses – except maybe the Star Runner, who is not bipolar like Travis; the Star Runner is just always pissed off instead of flying all over the place – and I could have done without the snake getting killed, despite it being one of the better written passages in the book.)

You have to wonder what Hinton did with the chapter where he talks to the school psychiatrist, who, after a few minutes of listening to Travis, interrupts to ask, “Has anyone in your family ever been diagnosed with bi-polar disorder?”  Admittedly, Travis is going through a tough time (though of his own making due to his total inability to manage his anger even a little bit) with moving to a new place, living a new life, unresolved curiosity about the father who died before he was born and his need for Ken to fill that void… maybe that’s enough to explain his erratic moods.  But I vividly remember a passage that goes something like:

When he was six or seven, he remembered thinking that teenagers were dumb and by the time he was twelve, he was dying to be one.  Maybe it was going to be like that.

While I will concede that turning thirteen is a milestone in any young man’s life, I can’t remember feeling (nor any guy conveying any feeling anywhere in the neighborhood of this) that I just can’t, just can’t wait to turn thirteen.  Sure, I liked birthdays, but what little kid doesn’t?  Turning twelve didn’t do anything any greater than turning eleven did for me, so I was pretty sure turning thirteen would be the same, and I was right.  I bring it up because I have a hard time finding the connection between the Travis that stole his mom’s Valium in sixth grade and sold it for the money to buy a type writer and the Travis that can’t wait to turn thirteen – or the Travis that is described as follows:

Even Travis knew the difference between a couple of swats and a beating.


Imagine getting his upside the head with one of THESE? Can you even imagine HITTING someone with one of these? Sheesh!

I should hope so – he’s sixteen and he wrote a damn book all by himself!  Not only is the character bipolar, but so are the descriptions of him.  Travis tells his mom that Motorboat likes hunting mice down by the barn – seems like a simple exchange, no?  Read on:

“Well, I’m glad he’s earning his keep.”

“Hey,” Travis said hotly, “I’m workin’ now, I’m giving Ken some board money.”

“Honey, I didn’t mean…”

Down, tiger!  I think she’s just making chit-chat.  But then you have these moments coupled with moments like these, it’s hard to know what to think.

Travis had read it, but not at school.  He just liked Robert Frost.

Yep, it’s not enough that he’s well read when it comes to prose, he reads poetry, too.  (It also comes up that Travis has read both The Iliad and The Odyssey.)  The poem that is referred to, The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost, has been stuffed down my throat my whole life; I would think Travis had read it at school, but again, this is the pains to which Hinton went to paint Travis as a sensitive guy… who picks fights, drinks bourbon, smokes cigarettes and hit his step father in the side of the head with a fire poker.  By the end of the second act, he’s practically having a panic attack.  He seems pretty bipolar to me, and Hinton’s narrator isn’t helping any, so I guess you file that under the ‘unreliable narrator‘ section in your bookcase.

So, although I never really picked up on it before, I came away from this reading (my third for sure, but it’s possibly my fourth) of Taming the Star Runner with the idea that Travis has bipolar disorder and the 3rd person narrator is unreliable.  I guess I might be looking too deeply into the situation, as it is a book for teenagers, but then, it was over a decade between publications for Hinton and she tried a lot of other new stuff with this book, so maybe it’s safe to assume she was trying more than a teenager would catch on to.

My Rating:  4 out of 5

NOTE:  My copy says ‘Taming the Star Runner,’ but the Amazon files say ‘Taming of the Star Runner,’ as does the image at top right.  I have no idea which is correct – Wikipedia does not recognize the ‘of,’ and I guess it doesn’t really matter, anyway.

reviews rating system

UPDATE:  2013

I have now switched to a 0-10 scale for scoring movies.  I don’t know why I keep switching… but I do keep switching.  Sorry about that!

UPDATE:  4/4/2012

I have now switched to a 0-100% scale for scoring movies.  Think of it as a grade on a test:

90-100 = A
80-89 = B
70-79 = C
60-69 = D
0-59 = F – an exact number under 59 just illustrates how spectacular the failure was.


While I won’t give every book, comic book, movie review or music review a score, I will, at times, break out the old Reviews Rating System.  It’s a 1 through 5 system, 1 being the worst, 5 being the best and may your respective Deity help us if I have to issue someone a zero.  If you’re worried about spoilers or just don’t want to read the review, scroll through the post quickly and you’ll see the score, big as life.


My Rating:  2.5 out of 5

I will try to stick to whole numbers, but I’m not making any promises. Check out the reviews rating system in action at my Rambo post.

  • 1 = incomprehensible:  like sitting in traffic, going to the dentist or watching Hulk Hogan in Suburban Commando… or Thunder in Paradise.  I get chills just thinking about it…
  • 2 = bad:  the plot feels like something out of the Twilight series
    “And so the lion fell in love with the lamb…” he murmured.
    I looked away, hiding my eyes as I thrilled to the word.
    “What a stupid lamb,” I sighed.
    “What a sick ,masochistic lion.”
    Damn you, tweens!  “As I thrilled to the word?”  Wow.  That’s epic.  She used ‘thrill’ as a verb without an object. That’s great writing.  Just.  Fucking.  Great.  Twilight.
  • 3 = average:  it wasn’t great, but it had a beginning, middle and end.
  • 4 = good:  better than most, but no one is going to study it for hundreds of years
  • 5 = excellent:  you’d sell your grandmother’s false teeth for it

spoiler alert

What’s a spoiler alert?  Any time you see the spoiler alert image

spoiler alert


in one of my posts, you know I’m about to give away crucial information that could ruin the fun for you in some way.  Sometimes this is OK; you have no intention of seeing that movie, reading that book or comic book, listening to that album… what have you.  But, I do think it’s important that I point it out before I do it.

To see a spoiler alert in action, check out my review of Rambo.

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