{"id":2573,"date":"2012-02-27T09:35:48","date_gmt":"2012-02-27T14:35:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.pipesdreams.org\/blog\/?p=2573"},"modified":"2012-10-06T00:29:53","modified_gmt":"2012-10-06T04:29:53","slug":"book-review-bachelor-brothers-bed-breakfast-by-bill-richardson","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pipesdreams.org\/blog\/archives\/2573","title":{"rendered":"Bachelor Brothers Bed &#038; Breakfast by Bill Richardson"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/amzn.to\/wjVkvz\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"float: left; padding: 0px 20px;\" src=\"http:\/\/covers.openlibrary.org\/b\/id\/769215-M.jpg\" height=\"200\"><\/a><br \/>\n [rating=4] <a href=\"http:\/\/amzn.to\/wjVkvz\">&#8216;Bachelor Brothers Bed &#038; Breakfast&#8217;<\/a> is a cozy little novel perfect for vacationing, commuting, bathroom reading, or days when you &#038; the weather are crappy; 30 sparkling vignettes told in 152 tidy pages. <\/p>\n<p>Published in 1993, I didn&#8217;t hear about it myself until I started working at Quest Books in 1995. My Manager, Susan, enthusiastically hand-sold it to almost every customer who walked in the door, like so: &#8220;Buy this! It won the Leacock Award for Humour! You&#8217;ll LOVE it, I promise!&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>People would squint at the uninspiring beige cover with it&#8217;s wild, unevenly-kerned, hand-penned fonts and inky-scribble men floating in a vaguely soixante-neuf pose, like a bad Chagall, and start looking nervous. They&#8217;d cast about for a shelf or big vase to hide it behind where Susan might not notice they&#8217;d abandoned it. Some would turn it over, and seeing that these stories started out as CBC radio pieces would mutter &#8220;Vinyl Cafe&#8221; in disgust and drop it like an old rag.<\/p>\n<p>Yes, the cover is abysmal. (Sorry, Rose Cowles, but our design sensibilities do not agree). Yes, it started out as broadcast fodder. But please don&#8217;t let that stop you from enjoying this Canadian jewel.<\/p>\n<p>Do you love books? Live to read? Are you a rambly absent-minded professor type? Feel that you belong somewhere quieter, more studious, more chivalrous? THIS IS FOR YOU.<\/p>\n<p>While I enjoy clean, spare prose in my fiction, you won&#8217;t get that here. This is whimsical, dreamy, borderline florid writing. It meanders. It reaches deep into the lint-bottomed pockets of the English language for words that suit its purpose. It&#8217;s not afraid of a few extra syllables.<\/p>\n<p>Here&#8217;s a sampling of the majestic argot found at the Bachelor Brother&#8217;s B&#038;B: disapprobation, atavistic, sacrosant, tinntinnabular, lugubrious, cosseting, intuits, recalcitrant, expatiate, deracination, ruminant, braggadocio, febrile, comestibles, licentiousness, apogee, superannuated, seriocomic, nascent, intransigence, concupiscent AND&#8230; autodidact! <\/p>\n<p>I enjoyed the mental workout. I even had to pull out Ye Olde Dictionary to look up the word &#8216;neurasthenically&#8217; (p25), which is a rare occurrence for me these days. FYI, it&#8217;s an obsolete technical term for a neurosis characterized by extreme lassitude and inability to cope with any but the most trivial tasks &#8211; nobody uses it anymore, but since Virgil pulled it from the mothballs to describe his granny&#8217;s decline, it suits.<\/p>\n<p>Author Bill Richardson seems to have a particular soft spot for large words beginning with the letter &#8216;P&#8217;. Witness: Patrimony, predilection, parochial, pernicious, peripatetic, pileated, preprandial, prophylaxis, patrilineal, ponderous, purdah.<\/p>\n<p>I like any book that can make me question my own mastery of English. When I found a typo on page 25, a missing letter &#8216;S&#8217; in the word &#8220;palimpsest&#8221;, I wondered for a brief moment if it was really a mistake, or just a very obscure variant I had somehow never heard of. I&#8217;m still willing to give credit that it might have been a very subtle pun, referring to a twin pair of palimpsests as a &#8220;palimpSET&#8221;, but probably it was just a standard boo-boo and I&#8217;m reading too much into it.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;It was as though we were some kind of palimpset, [sic] and she regretted or resented the evidence of his authorship.&#8221; &#8211; p. 25<\/p>\n<p>The only pieces I really did not enjoy were &#8220;The Songs of Solomon Solomon&#8221; (p83-93), which was a thinly manufactured shell to showcase the author&#8217;s attempts at comic doggerel verse, and &#8220;Brief Lives: Beth&#8221; (p115-120), which had a hateful, racist, David Sedaris-style set of characters that felt utterly out-of-tune with the rest of the book, especially considering that it was really about Jane Austen&#8217;s &#8220;Emma&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p>Overall, a solid read that provides genuine entertainment, a vocabulary refresher, some solid recommendations for other books to read when soaking in the bathtub, and a nice banana muffin recipe. Can be read in one sitting or taken in small doses, as needed. <\/p>\n<p><strong>Liked this? You might also enjoy:<\/strong> <a href=\"http:\/\/amzn.to\/wNmKEV\">Garrison Keillor&#8217;s &#8216;Book of Guys&#8217;<\/a>, <a href=\"http:\/\/amzn.to\/wUe7Aq\">Stephen Leacock&#8217;s &#8216;Sunshine Sketches of a Little Town&#8217;<\/a>, or <a href=\"http:\/\/amzn.to\/x24mNJ\">Stuart McLean&#8217;s &#8216;Stories from the Vinyl Caf\u00c3\u00a9&#8217;<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p><strong>4 of 5 stars \/ bookshelves: comedy, 152 pages, Publisher: Douglas &#038; McIntyre (1993)<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.goodreads.com\/review\/show\/281769271\">Re-read from February 21 to February 27, 2012<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>[rating=4] &#8216;Bachelor Brothers Bed &#038; Breakfast&#8217; is a cozy little novel perfect for vacationing, commuting, bathroom reading, or days when you &#038; the weather are crappy; 30 sparkling vignettes told in 152 tidy pages. Published in 1993, I didn&#8217;t hear about it myself until I started working at Quest Books in 1995. My Manager, Susan, <a class=\"read-more\" href=\"https:\/\/www.pipesdreams.org\/blog\/archives\/2573\">[&hellip;]<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1533,1380],"tags":[1389,1390,1385,1386,1387,1388],"class_list":["post-2573","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-fiction-book-reviews","category-book-reviews","tag-bibliophiles","tag-brothers","tag-canadian","tag-dictionary","tag-humour","tag-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pipesdreams.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2573"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pipesdreams.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pipesdreams.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pipesdreams.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pipesdreams.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2573"}],"version-history":[{"count":17,"href":"https:\/\/www.pipesdreams.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2573\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2883,"href":"https:\/\/www.pipesdreams.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2573\/revisions\/2883"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pipesdreams.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2573"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pipesdreams.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2573"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pipesdreams.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2573"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}