Monday, July 12, 2021

Non-fiction audiobook review: The Ice at the End of the World

 I missed Friday's post entirely. I noticed it late in the day, but didn't really feel like rushing something together even for a "photo Saturday" post. Instead, I'm skipping ahead, and getting a start on this week's posts. The thing is--I'm writing!

Still, I have a review for today.

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Title: The Ice at the End of the World: An Epic Journey Into Greenland's Buried Past and Our Perilous Future
Author: Jon Gertner; read by Fred Sanders
Publication Info: Random House Audio, 2019. 13 hrs. Original hardback published 2019, Random House. 418 pages.
Source: Library digital resources
Publisher’s Blurb:
Greenland: a remote, mysterious island five times the size of California but with a population of just 56,000. The ice sheet that covers it is 700 miles wide and 1,500 miles long, and is composed of nearly three quadrillion tons of ice. For the last 150 years, explorers and scientists have sought to understand Greenland--at first hoping that it would serve as a gateway to the North Pole, and later coming to realize that it contained essential information about our climate. Locked within this vast and frozen white desert are some of the most profound secrets about our planet and its future. Greenland's ice doesn't just tell us where we've been. More urgently, it tells us where we're headed.

In The Ice at the End of the World, Jon Gertner explains how Greenland has evolved from one of earth's last frontiers to its largest scientific laboratory. The history of Greenland's ice begins with the explorers who arrived here at the turn of the twentieth century--first on foot, then on skis, then on crude, motorized sleds--and embarked on grueling expeditions that took as long as a year and often ended in frostbitten tragedy. Their original goal was simple: to conquer Greenland's seemingly infinite interior. Yet their efforts eventually gave way to scientists who built lonely encampments out on the ice and began drilling--one mile, two miles down. Their aim was to pull up ice cores that could reveal the deepest mysteries of earth's past, going back hundreds of thousands of years.

Today, scientists from all over the world are deploying every technological tool available to uncover the secrets of this frozen island before it's too late. As Greenland's ice melts and runs off into the sea, it not only threatens to affect hundreds of millions of people who live in coastal areas. It will also have drastic effects on ocean currents, weather systems, economies, and migration patterns.

Gertner chronicles the unfathomable hardships, amazing discoveries, and scientific achievements of the Arctic's explorers and researchers with a transporting, deeply intelligent style--and a keen sense of what this work means for the rest of us. The melting ice sheet in Greenland is, in a way, an analog for time. It contains the past. It reflects the present. It can also tell us how much time we might have left.
 

My Review:
In some ways, I don't think that blurb has left me much to say! I found the book solidly written, if not always gripping, and I appreciated the way it encompassed not only the adventurous-explorer era and the real and important science that has been and is being done on the ice sheet. 
 
My interest in the topic stems from several sources. Of course, I'm always up for a good story about explorers and adventures, and Gertner does a good job with this, picking up different explorers from some I've read about recently. More importantly, I consider climate change to be the biggest threat to just about everything we know and love. Gertner presents, in the final chapters, a clear accounting of how Earth's rising temperature is already deeply entrenched, and the speed with which it is melting the ice. If I may be forgiven the inappropriate metaphor, it's a chilling set of statistics.

Of course, I already knew this. A friend has been doing ice sheet research for quite a few years now, and he's been clear about the unprecedented extent of melting they find there. It doesn't take much thinking to figure out why, while the early explorers and scientists did much if not most of their work during the summer, scientists now are pretty much limited to the spring. By summer, the ice sheet is too wet, melting with enthusiasm.

There may be a certain irony, indeed, in the way the tale of the loss of the ice matches the progression of ever more advanced means of transportation to study it. The same motorized sleds and airplanes that make it possible to study in the middle of the ice without excessive risk to life and limb are part of the problem, as it were.

My Recommendation:
An interesting read for lovers of exploration and science, and an important book for the dispassionate presentation of the reality of the melting ice sheet.


FTC Disclosure: I borrowed an electronic copy of The Ice at the End of the World from my library, and received nothing from the author or the publisher in exchange for my honest review. The opinions expressed are my own and those of no one else. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission's 16 CFR, Part 255: "Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”   
 

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Wednesday, July 7, 2021

#IWSG: Why I Keep Writing 7/7

 

 
Purpose: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds!

Posting: The first Wednesday of every month is officially Insecure Writer’s Support Group day. Post your thoughts on your own blog. Talk about your doubts and the fears you have conquered. Discuss your struggles and triumphs. Offer a word of encouragement for others who are struggling. Visit others in the group and connect with your fellow writer - aim for a dozen new people each time - and return comments. This group is all about connecting!

Every month, the IWSG provides an optional question that members can answer in their IWSG post. These questions may prompt advice, insight, a personal experience or story.

Let’s rock the neurotic writing world! 

The awesome co-hosts for the July 7 posting of the IWSG are Pat Garcia, Victoria Marie Lees, and Louise – Fundy Blue!

Before I get to this month's optional question, I have to report (with great excitement and not a little relief) that after weeks of struggle, and my rather despairing post last Wednesday, the new novel has fallen into line and I have begun the draft! I couldn't be more pleased. Though the writing isn't pouring forth it is coming, and that's huge. I'm managing about 1100 words/day when I'm able to write at all, which is well behind my usual NaNo output but way above anything in the last year.

In other news, many of my books are participating in the Smashwords Summer/Winter sale.

 

This month's optional question is: What would make you quit writing?

I choose to turn the question on its head and ask instead, "Why do you continue writing?" 

There are plenty of reasons for any of us to quit writing. Thinking about my own reasons for twenty seconds or so gives me a good list: Sales suck. I am traveling so much it's hard to find time. Grief makes it hard to focus and makes it even harder to write about death (i.e. murder mysteries). Writing is work. It's hot. I need another cup of coffee... the list is endless. When my kids were little, I didn't write for long periods, because I was too busy and too tired--and because I hadn't learned the tricks to write when you have no time or energy. But I didn't stop entirely.

So why do I keep writing? 

The answer might actually lie in my report above: because when it's happening, there's no excitement like it. It's addictive, the stories really do want to be written, even when they are hard to start.

There are other reasons, too: writing has become my identity, in many important ways. If I'm not writing, I don't have a lot left.

So: I keep writing because I need to. The only thing I can think of that would really make me stop permanently would be disability.

How about you? Why do you keep writing?

©Rebecca M. Douglass, 2021
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Friday, July 2, 2021

Photo Friday: Grand Canyon #6

 

Rafting the Grand Canyon, Days 11 & 12. This trip was April 3-18, 2021, with AZRA--Arizona Raft Adventures.

See previous reports:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Day 11
This was a lazy day--for we who merely rode the boats, as opposed to those who rowed the boats. Those of us who were recovering from Tapeats Creek-Deer Falls traverse were sorry we were unable to hike (due to other parties beating us to the possible hikes), but we maybe didn't break our hearts as we let our feet rest.

Morning in the Canyon

We drifted from rapid to rapid, none of them hair-raising, and got a few bonus moments along the way.

Bighorn sheep ewe.

Lunch was at Ledges Camp, as we had moved into the Inner Gorge, and instead of sand banks the camps were rock ledges. Some of the rock textures were fantastic.

Then there was "pig rock".

See the pig snout--the second rock?

Our camp, 21 miles downstream from the previous camp, was dubbed "Bloody Ledges," as it was similar to The Ledges but apparently notorious for stubbed toes. We were encouraged to actually wear our shoes. I switched up my usual pattern of camping close to the kitchen, and chose a perch on the highest ledge, from which I could watch the whole camp and the river. River right, mile 158.7.

The panorama distorts the curve, of course, but the camp really was on a bend in the river.
 

Another fine dinner--pulled pork sandwiches and polenta. The kitchen of course is as close as possible to the river and the boats, to reduce the distance we had to carry all the equipment.


And what's a great dinner without a great dessert?

Guide Ben Whitaker and the amazing chocolate cake he baked in the Dutch oven.

Things could get kind of goofy out at times. While waiting for dinner, we played charades. At breakfast, some of the crew decided to test their one-footed balance. To make it harder, they chose not to stop drinking their coffee (I participated, but totally lost it trying to hold a coffee cup and take a photo while standing on one foot).


Day 12
I nabbed a spot in the dory for the second day in a row--the bouncy, exciting dory had become my favorite ride. We supplemented our breakfast by finishing the chocolate cake from the evening before, and we shoved off at 8:10, hoping for a decent hike. Alas, we were skunked again, so enjoyed a good morning in the boats.

Sometimes things were lively

At other times, drinking coffee and telling stories atop the luggage was a suitable occupation for a guide.
 

Our mellowness was rewarded with a lot of bighorn sightings.

A good-sized ram

We pulled into our camp at Fern Glen Canyon about 11 a.m., but didn't want to push on--a matter of timing for the next day. So we enjoyed the afternoon lounging in the natural amphitheater a short way up the canyon.

We approached via a deep slot canyon, like heading to Petra.

At one point, a constant seep created a hanging garden. I would never have believe you could find orchids in the Grand Canyon!

Most of us pushed on a bit farther for the perfect spot to hang out--and avoid the heat of the day.


The end of the road, though some of our more intrepid climber considered the possibilities (not seriously)

Monkeyflower also grew in the damp nooks

Only when the sun got low did we venture back out to the river side.


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Don't forget to check out the Smashwords Summer/Winter sale!

The first in series for both the Pismawallops PTA and the Ninja Librarian are free. The second in series is half price, and the BookElves Anthologies, featuring stories by eleven middle grade writers including me, are also free! These prices are temporary, and only at Smashwords!

What do you serve when all there is in the ice cream freezer is a nice cold corpse?

Meet Big Al and all the quirky denizens of Skunk Corners, including of course the Ninja Librarian himself.