Patrick Walsh of Custom Publishing Partners (hi, Patrick!) got drunk with a bunch of us on the last night. Several people\u2014Nick Buzanski, Javier Ramirez, and Will Vanderhyden\u2014heard him bet me $1,000 that in 2018, Hunter Pence will \u201chave a Hall of Fame season\u201d and bat over .320 for the year. Now, I\u2019m not supporting gambling, but I\u2019m taking that bet\u00a0ALL<\/span>\u00a0DAY<\/span>\u00a0E\u2019ER\u2019\u00a0DAY<\/span>. Right now Pence is projected to bat .264. To move from a lifetime batting average of .282 to over .320 basically impossible. Patrick, do you go to Fangraphs at all? I\u2019M\u00a0GOING<\/span>\u00a0TO\u00a0TAKE<\/span>\u00a0YOUR<\/span>\u00a0MONEY<\/span>\u00a0THIS<\/span>\u00a0IS\u00a0LEGALLY<\/span>\u00a0BINDING<\/span>.<\/p><\/blockquote>\nSo, let’s go to Fangraphs and see what Hunter has been up to this year:<\/p>\n
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Oh NO. So, for the purposes of the bet, Hunter batted .226–not .320, not even the .264 that was projected. This is a lesson in saying “fuck hope! Embrace statistics!” and\/or “don’t make drunken bets.” Whatever. But because I love baseball and am heart hurting over the aforementioned Cardinals Collapse of 2018, I’m going to dig a bit deeper. Of the 355 MLB batters with 200+ plate appearances, Hunter ranks 338th. Oof. His wRC+ (100 is AVERAGE) is 59! That’s tied with . . . Luis Valbuena and Carlos Asuaje (the fuck is that?) and Dixon Machado (????).<\/p>\n
REAL INFORMED BET, WALSH. YOU CAN PAYPAL ME MY $1,000 NOW THANK YOU VERY MUCH.<\/p>\n
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Since everyone loves Bookstagram (that’s the right term, right?), here’s a picture of my galley of\u00a0CoDex 1962\u00a0<\/em>after finishing it.<\/p>\n
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I don’t think I’ve ever read a galley that transformed itself in such a weird way.<\/p>\n
Let me tell one last digression before pretending that I can talk about books:<\/p>\n
Last I got a text from NICK BUZANSKI, fan of the HATED SF Giants that was a screen cap of “Sean Carroll” telling him how they hoped the Cardinals missed the playoffs.<\/p>\n
My copy of\u00a0CoDex 1962\u00a0<\/em>came with a really generous note from Sean\u00a0McDonald\u00a0<\/em>of FSG who, for about ten hours, I conflated with Buzanski’s anti-Cardinals Sean Carroll.\u00a0<\/em>I very nearly sent the wrong Sean some weird baseball hate mail!<\/p>\nA whole set of jokes\u2014about Seans, about Dodgers fans, about baseball nerds in baseball\u2014was blown up by fact-checking my messages. Stupid facts ruining everything with their factness.<\/p>\n
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Sean McDonald? You can keep sending me these sweet, sweet Sj\u00f3n books. I’ve known Sj\u00f3n for almost a decade, read all his books, loved his imagination, and never believed he was capable of doing this.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\nCoDex 1962<\/em> is the Book of 2018. Here’s the list of 2018 translations I love (and can remember at midnight):<\/p>\nCoDex 1962\u00a0<\/em>by\u00a0Sj\u00f3n<\/p>\nFox\u00a0<\/em>by Dubravka Ugresic<\/p>\nThe Bottom of the Sky\u00a0<\/em>by Rodrigo Fres\u00e1n<\/p>\nPretty Things <\/em>by Virginie Despentes<\/p><\/blockquote>\nEverything else is fine. Speaking of, it’s time for . . .<\/p>\n
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MY STRUGGLE<\/em> CORNER!!!!!!!!!<\/p>\nWeekly update. I’ve read\u00a0this much of\u00a0Volume Six.<\/em><\/p>\n
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So I have about\u00a0<\/em>a day\u00a0<\/em>left!<\/p>\nI’m into the middle essay part about Celan (which was further proof that I prefer to read analyses of poetry than poetry itself) and\u00a0about Hitler (which is really fascinating), but what’s been most interesting about this section is how the audiobook reader\u2014Edoardo Ballerini\u2014is the voice I hear when I read Knausgaard.<\/p>\n
This is a natural result of having listened to multiple volumes of\u00a0My Struggle<\/em>, all read by Ballerini, but it’s still strange to hear such a specific voice when\u00a0book<\/em>–reading\u00a0<\/em>the book. (I am going back and forth\u2014listening on the way into the office, reading in the evening.) His rhythms, the way he pronounces words (like “prawns,” so many repetitions of the word “prawns” in this book), and his idiosyncratic pauses are all showing up in my mind now, and altering the pace of my reading.<\/p>\n*<\/p>\n
There are so many reasons why you should read\u00a0CoDex 1962<\/em>, from the reference to Gudbergur Bergsson (our author!) to the almost Pynchon-esque madcap ending to the second part, to the incredible structural twist that’s revealed in the final section and the epilogue. I don’t want to give away too much of this book\u2014it’s a slow build, and one that should be savored bit by bit\u2014but I want to at least point out a few interesting things about each of the three parts of the trilogy.<\/p>\nThis is the sort of novel that starts from a pretty simple point\u2014J\u00f3sef Loewe is telling a researcher the story of his life\u2014but blossoms outward with story after story, thread after thread, running rampant through various genres and styles, combining and recombining in ways that are both incredibly stimulating and fun, while challenging the reader to hold on to all these ideas.<\/p>\n
I’m a sucker for this sort of novel. Overstuffed. Reliant on a tricksy structure. A plot that advances through point-of-view shifts that modify everything you thought you had figured out.<\/p>\n
How complicated is the plot? Well, if you don’t want anything at all spoiled, skip this next super-long quote. If you want a bit of motivation to see just how wild and wooly this book gets, then enjoy:<\/p>\n
The story he had told her\u2014as far as she could grasp its thread\u2014was of how the Jewish alchemist Leo Loewe, his father, had come to Iceland with the\u00a0Godafoss\u00a0<\/em>at the end of the Second World War, having escaped from a Nazi concentration camp, more dead than alive, with the sole possession he had managed to rescue from the disaster, a hatbox containing the light of his life, the figure of a baby boy moulded from cold clay, which turned out to be J\u00f3sef himself\u2014shaped, according to his father, by the hands of his “mother,” the kindly, talkative chambermaid Marie-Sophie X, while she was nursing him, a broken-armed fugitive, for the few days he had spent hidden in a secret compartment between the rooms of the Gasthof Vrieslander in the small town of K\u00fckenstadt in Lower Saxony, the act of creation reaching its climax when the child opened his eyes and saw the girl see the fact, before which two frames of film had been placed in his eye sockets, one showing the F\u00fchrer in full rant, the other showing him surprised at having spilt gravy down his tie\u2014yes, J\u00f3sef, who’d had to wait twenty-one years, moistened and massaged with goat’s milk every day, to be wakened to life, until finally Leo, aided by his two assistants, the Soviet spy Mikhail Pushkin and the American theologian and wrestler Anthony Theophrastus Athanius Brown, after pursuing the twin brothers M\u00e1r C. and Hrafn W. Helgason (Freemason, champion athlete, stamp collector, parliamentary attendant, and former deckhand with the Icelandic Steam Ship Company), had succeeded in recovering from the wisdom tooth of M\u00e1r, or rather Hrafn (who in the heat of the moment had turned into a werewolf), the gold filling made from the ring the brothers had stolen from Leo long ago on the voyage to Iceland, which was essential for making the magic seal that he then pressed into the clay between the boy’s solar plexus and pubic bone, in place of a navel, wakening him to life on the morning of Monday, 27 August in the oft-mentioned year.<\/p>\nThis lengthy speech had been J\u00f3sef Loewe’s response to the first four questions on the form:<\/p>\n
a) Name:<\/p>\n
b) Date of birth:<\/p>\n
c) Place of birth:<\/p>\n
d) Parents (origin\/education\/occupation):<\/p><\/blockquote>\n
And there’s so much more that\u00a0could\u00a0<\/em>be included! Such as the first woman born in 1962 made up of four different sets of DNA from four different men. Or the role that the angel Gabriel plays in J\u00f3sef’s story. Or any one of the numerous digressions that are sprinkled throughout this mock-epic.<\/p>\n*<\/p>\n
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I want to include this here, since it is a striking cover, simple, yet layered. And it’s been out there on the Internet for months\u2014just not on FSG’s own site for some odd reason.<\/p>\n
Not going to go too deep into my reading of this book\u2014it’s a complicated piece of literature, and Sj\u00f3n’s books open themselves up beautifully to multiple readings\u2014but there is a set of connections about the creation of a new sort of man. One that can interact with the biomass and the larger scope of life without destroying it. This impulse is offset by the main focus of the book: all the Icelanders born in 1962 who have mutated due to exposure to radiation and their eventual deaths. It’s a book that places a huge weight\u2013and huge word count\u2014on the creation of a single life (a la\u00a0Tristram Shandy<\/em>), yet ends with the annihilation of humankind.<\/p>\nAll of this results in an interesting asymmetry of time in the book, with two-thirds of the book focused on the past before bolting off into the distant future, blowing up the scope of this novel in an intriguing way that also raises some questions about the overall value of a single life’s story.<\/p>\n
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Last thing: I like Victoria Cribb’s translations of Sj\u00f3n. She’s done all of his books, which doesn’t always happen, but seems like it would be an advantage when working with authors who tend toward the strange and experimental.<\/p>\n
Which reminds me of one thing I left out of my last post<\/a>, but wanted to mention:<\/p>\nAt the end of my sob story about the NBA longlist for Translation, I summarily dismissed\u00a0Don’t Send Flowers\u00a0<\/em>by Mart\u00edn Solares. I’m definitely not reneging on that\u2014the book is pretty forgettable\u2014but this is an instance where I feel very secure in criticizing the text and not the translator.<\/p>\nMy big problem with this book was how lacking in style it is. It’s flat as can be, totally uninspired, workmanlike writing.<\/p>\n
At random:<\/p>\n
The first punch broke the detective’s nose.\u00a0I’ve got you now, asshole<\/em>, thought the Bus. The second punch left Trevi\u00f1o blinking like someone suddenly roused from a deep sleep. The third opened a gash above his eye.<\/p><\/blockquote>\nAnyway, Heather Cleary also translated the recently-released\u00a0Comemadre<\/em>, which does have a unique, compelling, strange style. She can translate complex, beautiful prose. So all the clunkiness in\u00a0Don’t Send Flowers<\/em>? I’m willing to bet that’s on Solares.<\/p>\nOn an algorithmic level, one could contrast word usage statistics from the original author against those of the translator. Is a phrase more common in one than the other? Does the reading level shift from one language to another? Are there tags that author T or translator B use over and over?<\/p>\n
But in the end, if you read enough translations, you can sense these things. Heather is great. I’m sure a lot of people will enjoy the Solares, but it’s probably more for the plot and to learn about Mexican corruption than for his particular voice.<\/p>\n
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