Do You like book A Crack In The Edge Of The World (2006)?
Winchester's latest work is a lesson in unfulfilled expectations. Though he presents the book as a history of the San Francisco quake, over the first 200 pages Winchester offers an abbreviated version of John McPhee's Annals of the Former World. Where McPhee made clear his intentions to write a comprehensive geological history of the North American continent, critics feel duped by Winchester, or by the publisher's marketing department. Many reviewers are dismayed to see him reusing information from Krakatoa (**** July/Aug 2003). Even more wish he'd return to the human elements that made The Professor and the Madman such a critical and commercial success. Here, exhaustive research begets a fault-filled book, with little human or thematic tension to bind it together.This is an excerpt from a review published in Bookmarks magazine.
—Bookmarks Magazine
Simon Winchester has elevated the language of science to the language of poetry. His eloquence will hold the attention of and also captivate the reader with his brilliant explanation of the formation of the earth, the ocean floor, the plates that shift and slide to wreak havoc or as he might say cause mischief in so many places. He describes such things as the molten lava “breathing” beneath our surface in such a way that you see the river of fire. He describes the movement of the faults so that you see them slipping and sliding under each other, layered irregularly atop each other, forming ridges like those in a carpet, as commonplace as a crease in a piece of fabric. He uses metaphors and similes to enlighten the reader and make the subject fluid rather than as arid as science can sometimes be for the layman. When Winchester likens the movements of the plates to a freight train stuck on the tracks with only the center moving outward, the reader can surely see the force of that pressure as it moves the front of the cars forward, finally, in a burst, resulting in the return of that bulge to the center, although in the front there may be concomitant damage; and when he describes the ripple that erupts in a carpet, sometimes, after walking on it repeatedly, the reader will see that “pleat”, as he calls it, forming a mountain one day as it continues to rise. When he describes the splitting water mains and the rupturing gas lines, the reader can feel the disaster in San Francisco approaching, along with the heat, strong tremors and fear, as well as the astonishment and wonderment also felt by some victims. Winchester brought the dry science behind an earthquake and other natural disasters to life. I could visualize the earth forming, the continents moving and the oceans spreading as the earth moved beneath me. With a vocabulary that has become obsolete in the pens of most writers, as they concentrate on sound bites and acronyms, he has mastered the art of prose, making often unfathomable subject matter less bone-dry with his use of language.Winchester speaks of Freud, Einstein, and Caruso in a casual manner as he creates the foundation for his story with vignettes that sometimes make the reader smile. He begins with the moon landing of Neil Armstong and tells the story of our magnificent planet. Viewing the earth from that bird’s eye view, he describes the inner core beneath the earth’s crust so well that you think you are listening to the secrets of a mystery novel that are slowly being fleshed out, when actually you are being presented with scientific facts. Traveling up and down the western coast of the United States, his explanations burst with information that are at once comprehensible rather than opaque. His research gleaned from journals, diaries and letters is impeccable and his knowledge coupled with his writing skill has made this a very enjoyable, informative read. I know that he placed me in San Francisco at the moment of the quake. I could almost feel the turmoil as the earth raged beneath its surface wreaking havoc above it.Today, the technology has improved so much that analysis is done by machines more often then people, but the first hand accounts did not contain the coldness of the machine, and therefore the story was connected to emotion. I learned of the reputation San Francisco had when it was born, I could see the cavalier attitude that prevailed, the indifference to any impending disaster, although there had already been some in the previous century. He even draws a relationship between the rise of radical faiths like Islam and Pentacostal Evangelists during catastrophic times, equating the catastrophes to a sign of G-d’s displeasure and a need for doubling down on their dogma. His analysis of the behavior of the insurance companies during the disaster is still relevant today! Although I cannot profess to have understood every word of this highly detailed and descriptive book, concentrating on the April, 17, 1906, San Francisco earthquake, I can say that I thoroughly enjoyed listening to this author read his own book with just the right tone and emotion to capture my ear completely. The book is both entertaining and informative.
—thewanderingjew
It has been a while a few books since I have actually written a review, so lets see if I can make it interesting?Have ever had that thing where you hear about a disease, say like myocardial infarction, and then you look at a stick of butter and all of sudden you are biting your lip, sweating, and debating on whether or not you should call 911? It’s call hypochondria. After reading this book, I got that for earthquakes. I look at the ground. I look at the fault behind my house. I look at crack in my drywall, and all of a sudden I imagine the earth shaking and my house tipping over like a fat kid on a seesaw. Although, since I live in the Bay Area, it’s not a matter of will it happen, it’s a matter of when it will happen--and apparently that’s soon.I picked up A Crack in the Edge of the World because I wanted to read something on Bay Area History, but what I got, and what I didn’t expect, was to be so interested in geology. Winchester argues the synthesis and interconnectedness of the world’s ecology, geology, and environmental systems. In essence, if earthquake hits Jakarta then Old Faithful might skip a minute. It’s an argument that on the surface seems rather simple, but in reality proof is scarce (mostly as a result of the lack of measurable data). For about half the book Winchester adeptly walks the laymen through this complicated geological story. The other half of the book, Winchester takes the reader into 1906 San Francisco. He capably utilizes primary source material and vividly creates the world. He paints streets and shows falling buildings and burning stoves. Not to my surprise, the history of the event coincides with my imagination. The earthquake strikes and fire ravages the city. People are ill prepared and the religious blame the ‘sinners.’ When it’s all over they rebuild with very little concern of it ever happening again. In addition to telling the overall story, the book’s greatest strength is that it offers the lesser known details. For example, the queen of China exerted political influence on the United States in order keep Chinatown centrally located and the epicenter (which he details a long story of coming to consensus) is located in Daly City. Winchester is a good writer and the book is an easy informative read. I lack enthusiasm only as this book follows the pattern of “why I rarely read non-fiction.” I feel like if I wanted to digest the book I could have in about thirty minutes. It repeats itself and spends whole chapter to make a simple point. Personally, unless there is something exceptional or a compelling human story (see Jon Krakauer), I tend to lose interest in “non-fiction” after I understand the methodology and get the “point.” So admittedly I bumbled through the end. But overall, I did enjoy the book and I would recommend it to anyone interested in geology, San Francisco history, or earthquakes.
—john Adams