A God in Ruins by Kate Atkinson
Those who read and liked Kate Atkinson’s Life After Life are bound to like its companion piece, A God in Ruins. If you have not read the former you will be introduced to memorable...
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Lord Fear by Lucas Mann
Luke Mann was 13-years-old when his brother Josh overdosed on heroin. He opens Lord Fear, a memoir of his brother’s life, at Josh’s funeral because, “I once read a Philip Roth novel that begins...
The Familiar Volume 1: One Rainy Day in May by Mark Z. Danielewski
Mark Z. Danielewski has an aura around him. His exceptional first novel House of Leaves remains one of the finest examples of “cult” literature out there, shrouded in mystery but still possessing a glut...
The Green Road by Anne Enright
The premise of Anne Enright’s The Green Road has been told countless times before. Rosaleen Madigan is the mother of four independent, self-deprecating children, each of whom live independently around the globe as they...
I Refuse by Per Petterson
Per Petterson is the author of seven novels, including the acclaimed Out Stealing Horses, a best book of 2007 and subsequently published in 50 languages. His first novel in nearly five years is a...
It’s a Long Story: My Life by Willie Nelson and David Ritz
Win a signed copy of Willie Nelson’s autobiography in June’s book giveaway. I grew up with Willie Nelson. My dad moved our family from Poughkeepsie, New York to Austin, Texas in the mid-1970s, when...
My Sunshine Away by M.O.Walsh
In My Sunshine Away, M.O. Walsh mingles a couple of old standbys: a tale of obsessive love and its perils, and a whodunit. After he stirs in an outwardly idyllic middle-class Baton Rouge neighborhood,...
What is Poetry?
What do Shakespeare’s sonnets have in common with Emily Dickinson’s lyrical poems? Geoffrey Chaucer’s acrostic poetry with the haiku of Basho? John Keats’ odes with the limericks of Edward Lear? All of it falls...
H is for Hawk by Helen Macdonald
When her father died suddenly, the world stopped making sense to Helen Macdonald. “A kind of madness drifted in,” she recalls. “Time didn’t run forwards any more. It was a solid thing you could...
