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May 08, 2006

The Girls Club

As explained in a previous entry, I'm attending a "book club" dinner very soon. It's part of my colleague's ongoing project to make me more social, as she is completely baffled by my lack of interest in socializing, despite my obvious charm, intelligence, assertiveness, blah blah.

By her logic, if people like me and find me interesting, I should in turn enjoy spending time with them. Or perhaps only ugly, boring misfits spend time reading non-fiction and mucking about on the internet. Misanthropy has apparently never crossed her mind, but she has clued into the fact that I relate better to males. Thus, the only solution is to coerce me into joining an all-female book club full of women I've never met.

A night out with "the girls" could end up being fun, who knows. However, there is one small problem: I can't finish the assigned book, no matter how hard I try.

Actually, there are a few small problems, but let me start with the book itself. Objectively speaking, it's probably not bad. On a personal level, it's boring, revolting, annoying and mundane. Getting through the first hundred pages has been a real test of willpower and it doesn't seem like the plot is going to get any better.

The story begins with the sudden death of a furniture-maker living in a small, weird town. The rest of the book examines the immediate reactions and emotions of his wife (an artist), his mistress (also their live-in personal assistant) and his wife's live-in muse (a beautiful airhead who knows a lot about herbal teas). Perspective switches between the three characters as they muse about grief, life, lost opportunities and funeral preparations.

It amuses me greatly to see my own derisive remarks about female gatherings ("sitting around with herbal teas and blathering on about emotions") brought to life in this book. Every chapter has a scene where the narcissistic dimwit tea specialist brews something up and serves it to the women in fine china cups. I have to suppress the urge to groan and/or claw my own eyes out while reading these tedious passages, but they keep showing up. Apart from the tea sessions, the women wander about the house mulling over their emotions, getting anxious about empty beds, missing fleshy folds and strong furniture-making hands (this is the mistress, who is apparently rather zaftig herself) and experiencing various other grief-related emotions. Nothing actually seems to happen, it's just a house full of uninteresting women dwelling endlessly on their feelings.

Now admittedly I have a number of biases against this sort of writing, namely an aversion to expressing my own feelings, crying, confiding in people and drinking herbal tea (nothing against tea itself, but I prefer English Breakfast). So it's irritating and annoying for someone like me to read an entire novel where women reflect on grief in such an insipid, boring fashion.

I suppose the issue here is that I can't relate at all to the characters because my reactions would be very different in that situation. My approach to feelings is weirdly dissociated, abstract, cerebral and private. I don't dwell on emotions, or pick them apart with "what-ifs" and similar idiotic speculation. The presence or absence of any emotion is beyond control (e.g. one can't make grief magically go away), but feelings can be managed such that one can still function in an appropriate manner, be useful, etc. This can be interpreted as repression, but only if one denies that time is required for recovery.

Hmm, my insomnia is causing me to run off on odd tangents. Moving on.

To sum up, the book is annoying and I may not finish it in time for the book club dinner. The gathering itself concerns me because I'm largely unused to dealing with female-only social situations and have rather atypical interests. Worried about missing important cues, etc. Bloody women.

Also, I really need to cut down on the meandering, late-night posts.

Posted by eerie at May 8, 2006 12:59 AM
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dear e,

and they said that dr. soong never created a female android ...

--raf*

Posted by: raf* at May 8, 2006 05:43 AM

I'm a bad influence, and your mother has probably warned you against folks like me, but two alternatives come to mind:
1) Cut your losses and run. Your reward for reading a bad book is to meet the sort of people who enjoy it? Far better to spend your time working on changes to the 'Aqoul template.
2) Go to the book club meeting and berate everyone for reading this when they could be reading about things like Saudi Arabia. And I don't mean any that Princess stuff.

Posted by: dubaiwalla [TypeKey Profile Page] at May 8, 2006 06:21 AM

I find that men tend to prattle on about professional sports and tedious obsessions too much, whereas women like to talk about shoes and relationships and other people. Both tend to be tiresome, but one supposes the opposite sex sometimes has the certain saving grace of being easier on the eyes.

> Your reward for reading a bad book is to meet the sort of people who enjoy it?

In another world, this sort of thing might be known as 'penance'. Penance for not being able to say 'no', that is.

Of course, if you embarrass your so-called friend by being nasty and negative, there's the benefit of not being invited to any more book clubs. Or there's just a scheduling conflict and you have to leave early... blame the boyfriend--the 'girls' will commiserate because stereotypically men are ALWAYS to blame.

Re: repression, agree entirely. Experiencing emotion > being controlled by.

Posted by: blue92 at May 8, 2006 07:26 AM

Raf: and they said that dr. soong never created a female android ...

Hah. I had almost forgotten that bit of pop culture.

Walla: Far better to spend your time working on changes to the 'Aqoul template.

True. By the way, the category menu is too long because I forgot to turn the subcategories into separate flyouts originating from the main category.

Of course, I don't entirely remember how to do that but it will come to me.

Blue: I much prefer guy prattling because we can often prattle on about the same things (e.g. computers, politics).

As for repression, I agree it's better not to be led around by your emotions. Can be a huge waste of time and energy.

Posted by: eerie [TypeKey Profile Page] at May 8, 2006 11:52 AM

perhaps at the end of the book, the herbal tea specialist will reveal that she poisoned the furnature maker out of jealousy or some other such silly emotion. the other women are, naturally, in shock. she then goes on to reveal that she just poisoned the cups of tea that they're all drinking.

and the book ends with the three women all dieing horrible deaths.

with an ending like that to look forward to, how could you NOT finish the book?

my suggestion, not that it counts for much, is to bring up how you can not relate at all to the charicter's experiences and how the book didn't interest you. then suggest some good book about a mameluke.

Posted by: drdougfir [TypeKey Profile Page] at May 8, 2006 12:59 PM

> I much prefer guy prattling because we can often prattle on about the same things (e.g. computers, politics).

Hm. It's probably a little cultural, but somehow most of the males I run into have horribly myopic political views to the point that it's painful to even try. (Oh yes, let's nuke Iran and Syria too. Wonderful suggestion.) Females here are at least marginally better... I can respect a bleeding heart slightly more than a wantonly ignorant hawk.

Posted by: blue92 at May 8, 2006 05:08 PM

>then suggest some good book about a mameluke.

Why limit yourself to just one Mamluk?

I say slog through the herbal tea convention book, criticize it roundly for its prretentious sloppy-headed nonsense while sucking down your English Breakfast, then insist your next volume be Mongols and Mamluks: The Mamluk-Ilkhanid War, 1260-1281 by Reuven Amitai-Preiss ( 1995, Cambridge University Press.

At the very least it will add a little balance. Beautiful narcissistic dimwit brewing tea - duplicitous sultan sending a doomed Abbasid pretender to near-certain defeat. See? All is suddenly in balance.

Besides whoever said bookclubs have to be all about the fiction anyway? Is it a RULE? Demand to see such a rule in writing if they start claiming it exists. And if they actually produce one ( devious creatures, these women - so I hear, anyway ;) ), you can always demand they go with Neil Gaiman's latest next time or something else fun.

Posted by: Tamerlane at May 8, 2006 05:27 PM

you should request to read the Starr Report. at least it has sex and politics. and minimal tea drinking.

Posted by: drdougfir [TypeKey Profile Page] at May 8, 2006 05:40 PM

dear e,

amin maalouf's "samarkand", starring omar khayyam, hassan-e sabagh (the guy who invented assassinations), nizam ul-mulk, AND jamal al-din al-afghani!

cheers,

--raf*

Posted by: raf* at May 8, 2006 06:03 PM

Beg off.

Wasting time on such rubbish is a loss. Reasonable pretext to protect time invested in this person, who might be a reasonable contact or something. Maybe next book will not be atrocious.

Illness or some 'family issue' should do, reschedule.

Posted by: The Lounsbury at May 8, 2006 08:46 PM

If you're even halfway interested in doing girlie bonding stuff in any remotely traditional way, even if you are thinking of it more as networking, why not do something other than the book club? Something you might actually do on your own, like, oh, go get pedicures?

Posted by: Eva Luna [TypeKey Profile Page] at May 8, 2006 09:11 PM

L: Reasonable pretext to protect time invested in this person, who might be a reasonable contact or something.

This is really the only reason I care to attend. She'll feel bad if I don't show.

As for book atrocities, the club is a "democracy" of sorts, so I only have one vote. They're not going to be reading foreign policy/international dev/mamluke history anytime soon.

Eve: Something you might actually do on your own, like, oh, go get pedicures?

Well maybe, but I don't really want to girly-bond. I'd just as soon get a pedicure with some guys (my male coworkers are pretty metrosexual...wonder if they'd go for it?)

Posted by: eerie [TypeKey Profile Page] at May 8, 2006 11:02 PM

They're not going to be reading foreign policy/international dev/mamluke history anytime soon.

Can you at least sucker them into Mamluke bodice-rippers?

Posted by: Eva Luna [TypeKey Profile Page] at May 8, 2006 11:32 PM

metrosexual

there's a term I haven't heard in a while.

Posted by: drdougfir [TypeKey Profile Page] at May 8, 2006 11:36 PM

This is really the only reason I care to attend. She'll feel bad if I don't show.

Right, reschedule. Next time.

Or, better yet, arrange for a call to get you out early on. Have some man (bf, other gullible sucker) ring up about some urgent business so you can fuck off earlier.

BTW, for some queer reason on main page the "remember me" function isn't working. Annoying for us primitives that do not understand TypeKey.

Posted by: The Lounsbury at May 8, 2006 11:58 PM

Feel like I should just suck it up and go. Only a few wasted hours. Perhaps it will be fun. At the very least a good story for you wankers.

Fixing the "Remember Me" as we speak, thanks for the heads up.

Posted by: eerie [TypeKey Profile Page] at May 9, 2006 12:09 AM

You know, you just articulated the reason why I used to belong to a women's only e-list and stopped logging on to read the messages shortly after I stopped posting myself.

The only time I feel the need for a circle of female friends is when I need support for some sort of crisis involving men.

Other than that female chit-chat is indeed annoying.

The problem is that male chit-chat is so often annoying too unless you know the right males as the ones I seem to have bad fortune to meet always think that chit-chat is them pontificating and me nodding and occasionally going "wow, how deep" or "how smart you are."

So the hell with being anti-men or anti-women - I guess I am just a plain old anti-people person.

Posted by: Anna_in_Cairo [TypeKey Profile Page] at May 11, 2006 06:09 AM

The only time I feel the need for a circle of female friends is when I need support for some sort of crisis involving men.

I mostly keep to myself during a crisis because standard female comfort is usually the opposite of what I need to hear. I prefer males because they'll try to distract and won't prod for info or speculate wildly.

So the hell with being anti-men or anti-women - I guess I am just a plain old anti-people person.

Agreed.

Posted by: eerie [TypeKey Profile Page] at May 11, 2006 10:47 AM

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