Georgia, a Novel of Georgia O’Keeffe To capture in words an artistry larger than words may sound impossible, but Dawn Tripp has achieved this lofty
Maureen Johnson’s latest YA novel, adds a few new wrinkles to the expanding mythology of Jack the Ripper. The myth-making began in 1913, just 25
The Ox-Bow Man, A Biography of Walter Van Tilburg Clark The Ox-Bow Man is the biography of Walter Van Tilburg Clark, a man who loved
OLD BOYS For those of us who relish old-fashioned, sophisticated spy stories in the Ian Fleming or John LeCarre mode, Charles McCarry’s novels are always
THE WOMAN IN THE WINDOW Imagine binge-watching a series of Hitchcock noir films, all night long, while drinking far too much merlot. Might this create
Dear Bookin’ with Sunny, my niece is ten years old and crazy about horses. Can you recommend any good horse stories? I can’t afford to
Looking for a collection of poetry is like trying to figure out what you’re hungry for. When I visited Sundance Books to kick off my
Robert Graysmith is a San Francisco writer best known for his true-crime accounts of serial killers: Zodiac, Unabomber, and Amerithrax: The Hunt for the Anthrax
Because I was born and raised in Seattle, I look for books by Pacific Northwest authors. Since reading Snow Falling on Cedars, one of my
Roger Hobbs almost explodes onto the thriller scene in his debut novel Ghostman. We may never know the Ghostman’s identity but the Ghostman is a character
The End of Your Life Book Club – Will Schwalbe’s memoir is not about a book club for the dying or a dying book club.
Wild, From Lost to Found on the Pacific Coast Trail Cheryl Strayed’s Wild, a memoir of her 1995 solo hike on the Pacific Crest Trail,
David Levithan’s novel, Two Boys Kissing, contains so many layered nuances of gay America in the twenty-first century that I hardly know how to begin
There are times I do not understand the marketing of books. By its hardcover price, $16.99, Two Boys Kissing is marketed for young adults. I
Fields of Blood: Religion and the History of Violence Since reading and swooning over Karen Armstrong’s A History of God twenty years ago, I have
“We were archaeologists in our own tomb,” observes Sara Houghteling’s narrator when he and his father come home to Paris in August, 1944. Paris itself
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