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**Title: The Beauty of Nature**

Nature is a wonderland filled with countless treasures.

It offers us a breathtaking view of mountains, rivers, and vast plains. The colors of the flowers in spring, the greenery of the forests in summer, the golden leaves in autumn, and the snow-covered landscapes in winter all contribute to its ever-changing beauty.

We can enjoy the fresh air, listen to the chirping of birds, and feel the gentle breeze on our faces. Spending time in nature can also have a positive impact on our mental and physical health. It helps us relax, reduce stress, and rejuvenate our minds and bodies.

However, we must also take care of nature and protect it for future generations. We should reduce waste, conserve energy, and respect the environment. Only by doing so can we ensure that the beauty of nature continues to thrive and inspire us for years to come.

Let us all do our part to protect the environment and enjoy the wonders of nature.

The first and perhaps most profound lesson that reading imparts is the art of being alone. Franzen, as a child, delved into a wide range of books not because his parents, as is usually the case, had set an example of reading. Instead, he was a "social isolate." This aspect of his experience as described in the book really struck a chord with me.

If you have the option to read only one of Franzen's essay collections, then this particular one should be your choice. It is, by a significant margin, the very best among them. The essays within offer a unique perspective on various aspects of life, and Franzen's writing style is both engaging and thought-provoking.

Whether you are someone who also struggles with solitude or simply someone who enjoys a well-written and insightful collection of essays, this book is sure to have something to offer. It has the power to make you reflect on your own life and experiences, and perhaps even gain a new understanding of the importance of being alone and finding solace in the written word.

**How To Be Alone – a.k.a., How To Make Some Quick Cash Between Novels**

Full disclosure: I am a big fan of Jonathan Franzen, the novelist. "The Corrections" and "Freedom" are two of my all-time favorite novels from the past couple of decades. I'm eagerly anticipating the release of his new book this fall.

However, that's Novelist Franzen. Do I really need to read Essayist Franzen? Especially when his prose can often be fussy, whiny, and awkward?

Let's take a look at two random passages from his uneven 2002 collection, "How To Be Alone". The first one goes like this: "That a distrust or an outright hatred of what we now call “literature” has always been a mark of social visionaries, whether Plato or Stalin or today’s freemarket technocrats, can lead us to think that literature has a function, beyond entertainment, as a form of social opposition." And the second one is: "These lines are redolent with depression and the sense of estrangement from humanity that depression fosters. Nothing aggravates this estrangement more than a juggernaut of hipness such as television has created and the digital revolution’s marketers are exploiting."

Reading prose like this, I immediately slip into editor/teaching assistant mode and want to write "Simpler language?" or "What are you trying to say?" in the margins.

So, yeah, I'm not a total fan of Essayist Franzen. But what about Franzen The Man? I was hoping these essays might give me a peek into the guy behind the fiction. And to some extent, they did.

The first essay, “My Father’s Brain,” explores Alzheimer’s disease and draws on Franzen’s memories of his late father, who had the disease. For most of this piece, he remains coldly clinical, until a simple and moving passage near the end that showcases the grace and humanity of his best fiction.
I also enjoyed reading his curmudgeonly essay about being an owner of near-obsolete technology, like a rotary phone and an old stereo that plays vinyl. (In another article, he talks about throwing out his old Sony Trinitron.) The guy is old school, and not for any hipster reasons.
I admired his long essay about the author William Gaddis, in which he brings up valid points about how we approach “difficult” fiction. This gives you some insight into his own approach to writing.
And then there’s the infamous “Harper’s essay” chronicling the author’s growing despair with the American novel, his disillusionment with the publishing industry and the media covering it, and a reading public with a dwindling attention span. The situation seems even more dire today, with the rise of Twitter and Facebook, the explosion of cable and streaming services, and binge-watching TV.
It’s a fascinating, if occasionally baggy, essay that uses Paula Fox’s 1970 novel “Desperate Characters” as a springboard to make its points. And there are some intriguing theories about reading and social isolation.
The essay’s companion piece is another famous one he wrote after being dis-invited from the Oprah Winfrey Book Club. This vivid and immediate piece is a dark satire about the book – and author – as a manipulated product. It cleverly uses a couple of images (a memorial tree, a dish of peas in the refrigerator) to comment on memory, privacy, and the soul-sucking nature of consumerist TV.
And then, well… then there’s the rest. A long article about Chicago’s terribly inefficient postal system is interesting, but Franzen didn’t really need to write it. It’s a disposable piece of journalism, neither especially good nor bad. The same goes for a piece on Big Tobacco, which the author personalizes a little by talking about his attempts to quit smoking. Or an article on the prison-industrial complex.
Other essays, like the one about the changing idea of the city or an already dated piece about living in the digital age, feel like extended book reviews, of the kind published in “The New York Review Of Books”. Occasionally, an essay’s subject will make you think of a theme from one of his novels. But the ideas feel more organic when they’re integrated into the plot and characters.
Most of these pieces lack any sense of urgency or passion. They feel more like assignments dashed off between his more serious and lasting works. They’re brief jobs, not part of any calling.

In conclusion, while there are some gems in Franzen’s essay collection, overall it doesn’t quite live up to the high standards set by his novels. It’s an interesting read, but not essential.

First things first. The title of this work is an absolute misnomer.

It is not a practice manual for an aspiring ascetic or a to-be-mendicant. In fact, as one delves into the collection of Jonathan Franzen's bold and extremely personal essays, loneliness gives way to a sense of camaraderie and a need for engaging in collective musings. The inimitable Jonathan Franzen imprimatur is splattered across the book.

Complex, and at times even convoluted vocabulary, a pursuit towards solipsism albeit involuntary, and a candidness that is frighteningly transparent are the main highlights of "How To Be Alone".

The essays within this book span variegated themes. Franzen sets the stage with an extremely evocative and moving piece on his late father, who was assailed by degenerating Alzheimer's disease.

The helplessness and resilience of a human aware of his fading future demonstrate both the exasperation of the patient's family and the trauma of the sufferer himself.

Other essays include one on the workings of a super-max prison in America, a searing indictment of law enforcement policies and practices. The most interesting or rather controversial essay is "Why Bother?".

Popularly known as "The Harper's Essay", penned in 1996, it investigates the fate of the American novel and shapes Franzen's sharp personality as an astute author with vitriolic views.

The versatility of Franzen's work is encapsulated in the myriad topics. A provocative essay on the Chicago Post Office's inefficiency and callous arrogance, which led to its downfall, is followed by a titillating piece on the'sex-advise' industry.

"Mr. Difficult" is Franzen's retort to criticisms of his writing style. His third novel, "Corrections", led to incendiary mails. Franzen defends himself by setting out various writing styles and their purposes.

However, this essay meanders and may lose the reader's attention. Every essay provides an insight into Franzen's perspective as a passionate author, keen thinker, and formidable essayist.

The New York Times review stated, "The welcome paradox in 'How to Be Alone', is that the reader need not feel isolated at all....This collection emphasizes [Franzen's] elegance, acumen and daring as an essayist, with an intellectually engaging self-awareness as formidable as Joan Didion's".

Agreed!

After reading this, I think I have a better understanding of where Franzen's mind is in his novels (all of which I have now read).

I feel like I'm now in a better position to re-read them, if I so chose. Part of the reason why I grew supremely bored of his writing, particularly by the time I got to Strong Motion and Twenty-Seventh City, is because he has an incredibly particular style and an unfortunate reliance on very similar tones and characters in most of his work.

Having said that, his essays demonstrate a man who is relatively self-aware of his elitism but who refuses to compromise his style and reliance on a particularly erudite and obscure vocabulary. He also is a man who truly appreciates great literature from all eras and is incredibly knowledgeable about several classics.

But, one of the reasons I began to loathe Franzen in the first place was because he reminded me of the type of writer I could become if I allowed myself. I respect his dedication to serving the literary taste of the liberal elites, but I am wary of his thinly-veiled self-righteousness.

He does have several nice moments and his facility with language and image allows him to easily write fun things like this: "Easy fiction has little value, the argument goes. Pleasure that demands hard work, the slow penetration of mystery, the outlasting of lesser readers, is the pleasure most worth having; and if, like Mrs. M, you can't hack it, then to hell with you." And boy, does he know how to write a final sentence. I really do love a great final sentence.

It's clear that Franzen is a complex and polarizing figure in the literary world. His work has both its strengths and weaknesses, and while I may have my criticisms, I also recognize his talent and the impact he has had on the genre.

Whether or not I will actually re-read his novels remains to be seen, but I do think that this newfound understanding has given me a more nuanced perspective on his writing.

I wanted to read this collection because of the essay about the writer's experience on a remote island far from the Chilean coast, in the middle of the Pacific, called 'Más afuera'.

I started reading without understanding why I was reading this book, not getting involved with the texts, until I reached the essay about cigarettes and addictions. Interesting. In the next chapter, I was already crying while reading about Franzen's father's Alzheimer's. It's a beautiful text.

After that, I lost interest in reading again, even when I finally reached the essay about that remote island. I only liked what I was reading a little more when I got to the final texts, which talk about literature.

Still, it wasn't worth it. The problem with reading a collection and being optimistic is that you can think that the next essay will be THE essay.

The first three essays are truly outstanding. They possess a certain charm and excellence that makes them stand out from the rest.

However, as we move on, the quality of the subsequent essays seems to decline. They start to blend together and lose their distinctiveness.

Interestingly, the prison essay is an exception. It too is really good, with its own unique perspective and engaging content.

Overall, while the first few essays are highly commendable, the later ones could benefit from more clarity and individuality to avoid this blurring effect.

Perhaps with some additional refinement and attention to detail, the entire collection of essays could reach an even higher level of quality.

It is important to ensure that each essay has its own identity and can hold the reader's attention independently.

This would enhance the overall impact and value of the collection.

3.5 rounded down to 3.0 because, well you know, it's Franzen and he has to earn his stars!

There are 13 essays in the book. Some were quite interesting and some were boring. Most of the essays were written in the mid to late 1990's. Those with a technology focus are dated, as the technology has advanced. Some of the essays are very personal and some are very opinionated. Franzen is indeed good at creating controversy.

One of my favorites was "Lost in the Mail" which concerns the US post office in Chicago in the 1990's. The situation was not pleasant. The aspect of the essay that I liked was the relationship that a good postal carrier can build with her or his customers and the contrast between the small town post office and the big city post office. Franzen did a great job of presenting the good and the bad of this national institution. Another one I liked was Franzen's discussion of his father and his father's Alzheimer's. It is a restrained look at the impact on a family.

The essays are well-written and they encourage me to consider reading his book of essays published last week - "The End of the End of the Earth: Essays". This new collection might offer more insights and engaging stories from Franzen, further exploring various aspects of life, society, and human nature. I'm curious to see how his writing has evolved and what new perspectives he will bring.

Franzen is truly at his curmudgeonly best when he delves into the topics of literature, technology, and writing.

His insights and perspectives on these subjects are often thought-provoking and engaging.

However, the collection does have a slight drawback.

The magazine articles on the post office and correctional facilities seem a little dated.

While they may have been relevant at the time of publication, they don't quite have the same impact in the present day.

Nonetheless, Franzen's overall body of work in this collection is still值得一读 (worth reading).

His unique voice and writing style make it an interesting and enjoyable read for those interested in literature, technology, and the human condition.

Despite the minor flaw, the collection offers valuable insights and perspectives that are sure to stimulate discussion and debate.

Overall, it is a worthwhile addition to any literature lover's library.

While the chapter I stopped on regarding the postal service of Chicago was perhaps the more interesting of topics so far in the collection of essays,

I cannot stand Franzen's self-importance and elitism. His writing seems to be filled with an air of superiority that is off-putting.

It is with great comfort that I am giving up on this and going to read something worth my time. There are so many other books and works out there that can provide valuable insights and entertainment without the baggage of such attitudes.

I believe that true literature should be accessible and relatable to a wide range of readers, rather than being exclusive and condescending. I look forward to finding something that will engage and inspire me, something that will make me forget about Franzen's flaws and enjoy the beauty of the written word once again.

A lot of people complain about Jonathan Franzen, and perhaps they have valid reasons. Especially in a country where mainstream aesthetic values have become intertwined with democracy (a facepalm moment), he is regarded as an out-of-touch elitist and an academic leftist. What sets him apart from other academic leftists is that he actually makes it onto the bestseller lists, thereby forcing his opinions into the national discourse. In fact, he is one of the few American writers today who seems truly willing to challenge the status quo. Moreover, he is well-known enough, even among my mom's neighbors in Iowa, to actually spark a conversation. And if you have the endorsement of Obama and Oprah, that doesn't do any harm either.

But I have a soft spot for the guy. I appreciate his unapologetic defense of his stance, his unyielding criticism, and his peculiarly hopeful fiction. I also loved these essays, which range from journalistic investigations of dysfunctional institutions to personal recollections (perhaps not my favorite aspect of Franzen's work) to scathing commentaries on the '90s and its mindless late-capitalist triumphalism.

It's because I found myself in agreement with Franzen's narratives. As someone who tends to view happiness as an indication of either ignorance or complicity (not sure which is worse), antisocial attitudes as a sign of a robust independent spirit, and "love" as going home with the same person from the same bar three nights in a row, while also recognizing that all of these are terrible personal issues that need to be addressed. If you are similar, you'll probably end up fist-pumping and such. If not, there's a very real possibility that you'll despise it. The choice is yours.

Franzen truly hits the mark when it comes to the discussion of literature. His career-making accidental cries of the heart, such as 'Why Bother?' and 'The Reader in Exile', as well as the Gaddis love-in-cum-demolition 'Mr. Difficult', are all sublime pieces, albeit a little uncertain. The more reflective and personal essays showcase Franzen's likeable man-on-the-street intellectualism. In particular, the Alzheimer's piece 'My Father's Brain' and the hilarious Oprah-era insight 'Meet Me in St. Louis' are standouts. However, he is less successful in broadsheet feature writing. 'Lost in the Mail' and 'Control Units' are niche articles written in a rather formulaic journalistic style, with only a few flashes of genuine insight. When it comes to presenting a non-personal alien experience, Franzen is no Foster Wallace. On the whole, this is a solid compilation of honest and entertaining (if not entirely memorable) non-fiction offerings.

It is clear that Franzen has his strengths and weaknesses as a writer. While his personal essays are engaging and thought-provoking, his more journalistic pieces lack the depth and originality that make his other work so remarkable. Nevertheless, this collection provides an interesting glimpse into his writing style and range, and is sure to appeal to fans of non-fiction.

Overall, Franzen's work is a testament to his talent and passion for writing. Whether he is exploring the human condition in his personal essays or delving into more topical issues in his journalistic pieces, he always manages to engage his readers and offer unique perspectives. While this collection may not be his best work, it is still a worthwhile read for anyone interested in literature and the art of writing.