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The Names of Things: Life, Language, and Beginnings in the Egyptian Desert

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This book is for those who love the roots of language and for those who want to explore how languages & cultures shape each other. Essentially autobiographical - tracing the author's life from childhood in upstate New York to studying at Columbia University in Manhattan to travels through the Arabian peninsula - this book also manages to include elements of anthropology & etymology (the study of the origin & development of words) in a way that is very easy to read. It is a rich, deeply lyrical narrative; a true must-have for my own bookshelf.

If there is any drawback, I would say that the tone of the book - which is self-reflective, almost meditative in parts - may not appeal to all readers. Although there are scholarly pieces woven throughout the text, I would describe this as a personal (rather than academic) book.

A truly gifted writer...I read passages over and over because the language was so well-crafted and beautiful. This is a wonderful memoir painted with impressionist strokes of a pen. One of the best travel books I've read in years.

I really enjoyed this book for it's interesting stories about one woman's life as she travels and studies through Egypt. She weaves word etymologies through the book, twining them with the things she sees in the landscape and people. Though there are some pretty depressing moments, her tone is always light and I found it to be a very quick read. The focus of the book is Susan and her life and how she came to study in Egypt. I would have liked more about language, because that is the what the title says it's about, but her travels are so interesting and the people she meets are described so well that the book is consistently enjoyable. I sincerely hope she writes another book, maybe about another place, since she alludes to other travels in her life.

Susan Brind Morrow has led a very interesting life. She's a graduate of Barnard College with a master's degree in classics from Columbia and for a short time was a fellow of the Creane-Rogers Foundation in Egypt and Sudan. Most of this book recounts her travels as a traveling archaeologist leading upto and around that period. Her prose is so lyrical that the book is more like reading poetry than anything else. So much so, that it's often difficult to keep a sense of where she is, who she's with, and what she's doing. The later is my only complaint, though to be honest it's not that anyone can capture in the lyrical sense what Susan Brind Morrow has in this very unique memoir.

Susan Brind Morrow brings onto paper the difficult task of writing of 'the names of things' Showing the reader through Egypt, bringing us elements of the good, the bad, the inbetween. She tells us of her love affair with this enchanting country, and how many times during her life she's had to return to this place, this haven of hers.If you have any interest in etymology, you'll love this book!

I've read several charming books about Egypt recently, by Andre Aciman, Alhadeff, and Penelope Lively. This one is a beautifully written, haunting memoir by a woman whose encounters with an exotic world are delicately portrayed, with great empathy for landscape and its people.

It certainly is refreshing to read how a truly educated and enlightened woman can insinuate herself into what has to be some pretty stressful situations. The Names of Things is as close to poetry as prose can get. Susan Brind-Morrow takes the reader on a wild cultural carousel through Egypt and its surroundings, brought on by professional necessity. This is not the tourist's travelogue, so be prepared to confront an astounding array of societal paradoxes. An example is Brind-Morrow's perception of how Arab men treat her. Even though Arab women are treated like property, Arab men treated her with great hospitality, as though she were a man. Every page reeks of humanity, so much so that after reading it through once, I now take it down occasionally to relive a page or two at a time. Bravo!

This book is a delight. The narative is fun to read and the information the book imparts is easy to understand and fun to learn.

Morrow's The Name of Things should be read simply because she shows, through detailed and rich explanatory passages, the fundamental hospitality of Arab/Muslim cultures. Her command of the English language is large, supple, and polished, and this, combined with her vast knowledge of all manner of subjects, make this small book a masterpiece of content and style.

Susan Brind Morrow has led a very interesting life. She's a graduate of Barnard College with a master's degree in classics from Columbia and for a short time was a fellow of the Creane-Rogers Foundation in Egypt and Sudan. Most of this book recounts her travels as a traveling archaeologist leading upto and around that period. Her prose is so lyrical that the book is more like reading poetry than anything else. So much so, that it's often difficult to keep a sense of where she is, who she's with, and what she's doing. The later is my only complaint, though to be honest it's not that anyone can capture in the lyrical sense what Susan Brind Morrow has in this very unique memoir.