Bet you didn't think there were any! And you would be correct!
However, as I slowly crawl back to life within the perimeters of cranky and irritability, with windows that open ever a bit wider for encompassing focus, there are books (for some reason I have lost all desire to watch anything).
First, 3 essays by Toni Morrison: Playing in the Dark: Whiteness and the Literary Imagination -- The William E. Massey Sr. Lectures In the History of Civilization 1990. "She discusses the 'Africanist' presence in the fiction of Poe, Melville, Cather and Hemingway." Considering how much Leslie Fiedler's "Come Back to the Raft Again, Huck, Honey," and Love and Death in the American Novel have shaped my thinking about American fiction and American thought in all areas (I spent my sophomore undergrad year reading every novel Fielder discusses and even mentions in LADITAN I could get my hands on -- it even sent me to the rare books room of the university library to gaze upon first editions of Pamela and, particularly Clarissa, which was the Richardson novel Fiedler was really interested in -- and which taught me that you cannot divorce our fiction from our history, our morality, our sociology), I'm shocked this hasn't come my way before. However, better late than never, and all thanks to ithiliana, who tipped me to this book that she's used in her courses.
Then there's the collection of essays, Life In Renaissance France, published in the 1920s! written by Lucien Febvre, who was the mentor and teacher of Fernand Braudel, trans. into English and published here only in 1977. Febvre was a co-founder of the journal, Annales d'histoire économique et sociale (since 1946, the Annales: Economies, Sociétés, Civilisations), and thus the name for the school of historical study and writing, the Annales.
I have problems with some of this because I am in the 21st century. To start with, this is all about MAN / MEN, The Man, The Men. He makes statements that are ridiculous to any woman, such as it didn't matter to parents that so many of their children died, since, so many children did die, as did so many who managed to survive infancy and childhood, and the ways to die were so very many. So no grief. It was just what it was. Another problem I have is that he insists that the study of a historical subject must begin with a hypothesis, a theory, and that the student, the researcher then approach all the avenues and materials with the view of supporting this hypothesis. I cannot agree with this, for as we have seen a thousand times, this way false interpretation is rife, starting with ... MAN / MEN and mothers didn't grieve for their lost infants and children.
Still it is fascinating to see the beginning of this movement that was determined to move the teaching of history in the universal French pedegogical system out of the purely chronological -- to illustrate the chronology with its comparative works, to illuminate the history, the past, which is a different way of life, a different way of seeing, than ours. We've been doing this one aloud before bedtime.