Here they are: Egan, Foner, Chernow, Mukherjee and Ryan
DH: PW Daily and Media Bistro, among others, noted recently that ebook sales had exceeded any other segment of the trade book market. This reminded me of one of my favorite paintings, The Rape of the Sabine Women by Poussin. It’s at the Met. Go take a look if you’re in the vicinity of NYC.
1) Mr. Peanut
Published by: Vintage
We’ve spilled a ton of ink on this book, and it deserves every line. Brilliant and fun, Adam Ross seems to be digging into some part of your brain, reminding you what you know about his characters.
Why Brick and Mortars Still Rule the Book World, and Why We Must Shop at Them Even If It Costs a Couple Extra Bucks and Few Extra Minutes
For years, on Bainbridge Island, there was this great little record store called the Glass Onion. The dude who owned it was named Jeff, and he loved his job. Basically, by buying a record store, he bought himself into a low paying job for life. Or so he thought. He was smart, passionate, and informed in a dizzyingly wide array of musical genres, and always managed to be on the cutting edge, without necessarily looking like a guy who lived on the cutting edge. Is this sounding familiar yet?
The collection of writers in this book is staggering, to name a few: Russell Banks (I suggest The Sweet Hereafter), Lewis Robinson, (read Officer Friendly and Water Dogs), Tobias Wolff, (start with Old School), Richard Yates, (Reservation Road), and some ladies too: Jhumpa Lahiri, Joyce Carol Oates, Alice Munro, and James Salter (not a lady, but, a cornerstone of any nutritious breakfast).
This is embarrassingly unliterary, but comic books started me reading. I remember my first: The Defenders #15. The cover is the desktop background on my laptop. This was around 1972, when my parents were involved in the civil rights movement. I was too busy studying superheroes to take much notice. Until someone sprayed “Niger Lovers” (yes, they misspelled it) on the side of our house. My parents were suing our Pittsburgh suburb to desegregate their police force, which also explains why our phone was tapped.